290: Bottled Prisoner (Fourteen)_1
“That’s really great!”
Ailina’s crisp response clearly surprised Lin En.
Squinting for a few seconds, and taking another look at Cross and Fu Qian, he eventually revealed a satisfied smile.
“Indeed, our strategies are aligned.”
“So why are you still babbling here? Do you think this thing feels comfortable on me?”
Ailina looked at him icily, her tone quite impatient.
“Sorry, indeed we need to hurry, please come with me.”
Without saying much more, Lin En stepped aside, making a welcoming gesture.
“Believe me, I deeply understand the pain of the Sinflame.”
…
It turned out the previous conjecture wasn’t wrong.
The destination Lin En led everyone to was indeed the structure on the slanted wall.
And almost as soon as they entered, a barrage of gazes turned their way.
Scrutiny, vigilance, murderous intent, with less than one percent of goodwill.
And upon noticing the Sinflame on Ailina, they became scorching hot.
This survival group still had about ten people remaining, and they all seemed rather strong, with several from the Middle Tier.
And Lin En by their side was undoubtedly one of the strongest, his level almost at the Fourth Phase.
“You really brought them here? We just lost four of our own to them.”
After a brief silence, a man in black said coldly.
“I’ve confirmed it, the thoughts of these three are completely in line with ours.”
Facing numerous unfriendly gazes, Lin En introduced them calmly.
“And under special circumstances, they too were acting in self-preservation.”
“Now, Ms. Ailina is eager to purify the Sinflame on her, so I’ve invited them over directly, and I’ll take her to the statue now.”
“No rush, since it’s already been proven that your idea doesn’t work so well.”
The man in black didn’t seem to get along with him, snorting.
“Up until now, the Butcher is still alive and well, while we’ve gained almost nothing, even losing several of our own.”
“And the moment is gone, even if we want to start accumulating Sinflame from scratch, it’s already too late…”
As he spoke, his gaze lingered on Ailina’s face, a flicker of murderous intent showing.
This guy was planning to kill for the flames!
Fu Qian felt this silently from the side.
The man in black’s implication was simple, this walking embodiment of the Sinflame had walked right into their trap.
But whether to continue offering her to the Goddess of Sin and Punishment for purification was up for debate, especially since prior developments had proved that the Sin Seekers weren’t so effective. Investing further could likely become a strategy of adding fuel to the fire, with no return on the blood spilled.
In such a situation, killing the person to obtain the Sinflame seemed like a way to gain some leverage against the Butcher.
After all, in the end, only one can survive, so it’s not surprising to have such thoughts.
“Is this what you call a team?”
Ailina looked at the man in black with disgust and turned to Lin En.
“You wouldn’t have calculated this from the beginning and led us here, would you?”
Without waiting for his reply, Cross, his face filled with murderous intent, shouted out.
“Please be assured, I have no such intentions.”
Turning to the man in black, Lin En’s expression turned cold, and there was anger in his tone.
“Idiot! If hunting the Sinflame were useful, you wouldn’t be here at all!”
“The reason this team exists is based on our consensus of the current situation.”
“Competing with someone like the Butcher to collect Sinflame is a self-deceptive idea with no meaning. If you have any brains left, get out of the way at once!”
“Whether it has meaning is not for you to decide.”
The man in black stared at Lin En, and even the few people behind him were subtly moving closer.
“No matter what you say, let’s wait until Natalia comes back,”
“Natalia… you should know, she might not make it back,”
At the mention of the name by the man in black, Lin En slightly furrowed his brow.
“No, she will definitely come back,”