Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Junsho glared at Shawn with apparent wariness. Why won't he? Shawn was the one who almost defeated him with the use of schemes. A cunning bastard that won't fight you with all the underhanded means he could employ. Such a person is what he hates the most. A true fighter should fight head-on bravely!

Shawn let go of Junsho's and shrugged with a smile. "Well, we are a team here. There's no need to be so hot. Just chill, ya know."

Cecilia nodded and didn't look at Junsho again. She knew that there wouldn't be any benefit in getting into an altercation with the prick. More so, it would only result in inner conflict, which wasn't good for the already not-so-good harmony of the team.

"Hey, guys. Don't argue anymore, okay? The enemy centurion is just ahead of us. The information the other team sent to us would be wasted if we didn't take this opportunity to launch a devastating attack." Jeremy, the last member of the team, said. He has a simple mohawk with an ordinary villager outfit. Of course, like the others on the team, he has a green cape on his back. "Hmm... Do you see what I see? Do you feel what I feel?"

THUD! THUD! THUD!

What is that?

The team six looked at the source of the sound only to see seven ten-meter Centurion marching toward them coordinately.

The hell!? Why are there so many Centurions!? More importantly, why does it seem that they know their location?

This is the thought of everyone on Team Six. After all, based on the information, there should only be one centurion in this place. Yet, there are now seven of them charging at them!

"Shit! This doesn't make sense!" Junsho felt fear for his life for the first time. There are only five of them in the team while there are seven Tier 9 Centurion. "Flee!"

At Junsho's shout. Cecilia, Shawn, Jeremy, and Ryle looked at each other with grim expressions and ran away. However, they hadn't even run that far away yet when the ground ahead of them exploded. Another eight centurions appeared in a battle formation. Obviously, their target is them!

"Fuck! We are being sandwiched! What to d?"

"My god, where did these centurions come from? This isn't normal anymore, as if it was premeditated."

"What are you saying? Don't spout nonsense!"

The Team Six gritted their teeth in preparation for the hard battle ahead. There was no escape. They are back in a corner. Behind them, there are seven, then in front of them, there are eight!

Just like that, the team six fought the fifteen Apokalips. Outnumbered, it took only five minutes for one of them to fall into the hands of one and embrace death. Junsho used the three special abilities he inherited, coupled with the active and passive abilities of the hunter's path.

However, it only took the team three minutes. They sustained light to severe injuries one after another before they became exhausted. Unable to fend off, all of them died. The team six was wiped out and a proud scion of a high-ranking family fell just like that!

Of course, they managed to take down two centurions in the process. Humans are like animals in some areas. Once cornered, like a beast, they could do some crazy things. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to save them.

Such is an example of how dangerous and unpredictable the life of Destinies are. They are walking on a tightrope. With one misstep, one breeze of error, the flames on their candles ceased.

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"Medic! medic! Three members of the team two were 50/50! Hurry! Damn it! One was pierced in the abdomen while the two suffered severe concussions!"

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"Damn it! The team six and team eight were wiped out!"

"What is happening!?" Roger had a grim expression as he heard one bad news after another. He couldn't understand how on hell every team had dead members and severely injured ones.

Fuck! What is happening? Why is it happening at the same time!? Is there a large-scale attack directed against them?

No, that's not right. The deaths and injuries were all caused by the Apokalips of different species. It was impossible for the lower-level Apokalips to cook such a plan. And it was even more impossible to know the team one to team nine's existence.

Damn! There's obviously a traitor among us! Who is the traitor!? Fucker! How dare that bastard to betray the city! This has to be taken care of early! At such a crucial operation, they couldn't afford to lose some members again.

Just like that, Roger began to take command to coordinate the ones capable of medic. He also made a move since he has a decent knowledge of the human body. He also made the rest of the team retreat to the camp. After all, the traitor was still among them. It would be unwise to let the other teams continue their task.

"Who's here who has sufficient knowledge of the human body? Have some decent skills in surgery? Who among you has the confidence to treat the wounded!?"

Suddenly, one person raised his hand among the crowd. It was Caleb. A mastery of human anatomy? He had a perfect understanding due to him being a killer! Decent skills in surgery? Well, that's a skill that must be learned. A true killer must be proficient in taking lives and saving! It sounds like nonsense, but in theory, killers are like doctors. They can easily save lives but also easily take ones. Why? Due to their knowledge of medicine and biology!

Of course, his skill in surgery wasn't that sophisticated. At most, he could be compared to beginners. However, he has his own advantage over normal surgeons.

First, due to his physical attributes, his hands are now as steady as Mount Tai and as dexterous as that of piano grandmasters, which was a must for surgery. Second, he has high spirit attributes not a sensitive perception which will help him feel and perceive the insides of patients better. Also, monitor the minute changes with utmost precision. Third, he has the right psychological quality to perform one since he wasn't scared of the visual of internal organs or blood. Fourth, his perception would allow him to diagnose the cause. His was like a cheap version of an X-ray machine. Lastly, he was a medical girl in one of his damn lives that performs first aid to wounded soldiers in the middle of the war!