Death… And Me Chapter 1805: War Game

Chapter 1805: War Game

Before Lanteo's group could get angry...

*Pah!*

Roan slapped the back of Rean's head. "Enough with your bulls.h.i.+t. If you have time to joke around, then head back to the sect and help include the new countries in the management system."

"Tch..." Rean rubbed the back of his head in response. "You truly don't know how to have fun."

Luina bitterly smiled after hearing that. "Just how did you know the Sect Master would do that?"

Roan shook his head, saying, "We didn't. In fact, I'm impressed that all of you received a message through Thoughts Transmission Talismans. I didn't expect the Rambram Sect would allow the leaders of the continents partic.i.p.ating to send a one-time message to everyone here. I thought the Jamai Sect would use some other secret methods to pa.s.s you orders."

"However," Roan continued. "Rean and I did expect that they would contact you sooner or later, even if it was through a different way than we initially thought. It didn't matter how we looked at it. If the Jamai Sect truly allowed the wars among countries to continue after seeing our communication and management system, then they would be idiots. I guess they aren't completely worthless."

Ross and the other elders watching the monitoring formations felt like giving Roan a beating. It was quite unfortunate that they couldn't enter the Free Continent now, nor could they contact the disciples anymore. After all, where had they seen someone at Roan's level treat them like that?

Roan obviously couldn't care less. "In any case, they saw the potential of the systems we brought to this compet.i.tion and understand the huge advantage it gives us."

Rean shrugged his shoulders when he heard that. "Well, it wasn't just that. If Roan and I didn't do a good job during the war and managing the countries, the Jamai Sect Master wouldn't have selected us. In the end, our new formations would have been used by someone among you. Too bad none of the Jamai Sect disciples can beat us in those topics. Hahaha!"

Luina wondered whether Rean wanted to buy a fight with everyone. 'Perhaps that's exactly what he wants,' she thought for a moment.

Ramon tried to hold himself as he asked something else. "Just what is this communication system of yours? Also, what the h.e.l.l is this management system?" Sure enough, they had just been forced to take the Sect Oath. They still had no knowledge about that."

Roan turned around, preparing to go back to the System Sect. "Come with us. Soon, we'll receive quite a few guests. Once everyone appears, we will explain everything."

Rean had other things to do as well. "For that to happen, I'll have to reactivate the teleport formations. Well, not me, but the Formation Masters under my and Havek's command."

Sure enough, a total of 100 disciples of the Jamai Sect and their subordinates appeared in Butiva within a day's time. Rean, Roan, Luina, Havek, Kentucky, Celis, etc., were obviously waiting. It's just that Luina could feel the killing intent emanating from many of them. It wasn't only directed at the twins but at herself as well. "Come on, you guys don't need to look at me that way. It was the Sect Master who made this decision, not me nor my subordinates."

If Luina could feel the killing intent, let alone the twins, who could literally see it. The red color of killing intent surrounded them like the air they breathed.

Rean didn't care, of course. "If you guys have anything to say, say it. It's better to vent it out. Remember, keeping your emotions suppressed is not good for your health. Sometimes, it's good to just let it out. There's no need to worry. Someone as magnanimous as myself won't take a grudge."

Celis looked at Rean with a weird expression. "Since when did you and Havek swap souls?"

Havek snorted in response. "Hmph! Since when do I act like that?"

"Every second of your life?" Kentucky pointed out.

"Enough!" Finally, one of the 100 disciples lost his patience. The twins knew who it was as well. It was the one considered the strongest disciple of the Jamai Sect, Olly. "I had already conquered the three countries around me, so why do you get to be the ones in charge? Sure, you conquered the five countries around you and then forced six more disciples to take the oath a year or so later. However, I definitely could do the same or even better. I don't accept it!"

Except for the disciples who had to deal with the Butiva Country Alliance and those who were forced into the oath by other countries, the others agreed with Olly. "Olly is right. Why would the Sect Master think you're better than us?"

"First of all, why are you joking around during such an important meeting?"

"The Sect Master must have committed a mistake!"

Rean looked at the guy who said those last words. "Oh! So you're saying that the Sect Master doesn't have eyes."

The guy's expression became strange after hearing that. For a moment, he forgot that everything happening there could be seen by the Sect Master and the elders. "T-That's not what I meant. I just wanted to say that he didn't pay enough attention to the rest of us. After all, most of the wars inside Walfure happened around you."

Suddenly, Olly walked forward and took out a giant board from his spatial ring. There were hundreds of different pieces above it, looking like some table game. Rean and Roan looked at each other after seeing that. It was very similar to the game they played back in Sunkan Planet, although there were a few small differences. 'Luina, did you bring the War Game back to life in the Jamai Sect?' asked Rean through a Divine Sense Message.

Luina shook her head. 'As if! Why would Olly play a game that I brought out? He's too proud to do such a thing. This is a popular war game in the sect, the Conqueror Board Game.'