Chapter 166: It's Time

Chapter 166: It's Time



It had been a few days since Spade's rather intense clash with the Berserkers. They were able to pull themselves together and pushed on, although they lagged behind in third place, with the Reapers in second and the White Comets in first.

The event was slowly approaching its last day, its completion, and so all the teams couldn't help but give their best in hopes of pulling off a miracle. The pressure was on the White Comets to solidify their spot.

But unlike the other teams, the Reapers, though placed second, had lessened their efforts. They had a substantial twenty thousand point gap between them and the Berserkers, and many believed that was why they didn't stress themselves.

It was true and also false. They didn't bother too much because they had a far larger score, yes, but the reason they weren't putting effort into pushing forward was entirely different.

It was now another night with the Reapers.

The moon hung high in the inky sky of the wastelands, casting a soft silver glow over the desolate landscape.

The air was thick with the remnants of the recent battle, the stench of monster blood mixing with the dry desert wind.

The Reapers stood in the middle of a field of carnage, their breathing heavy as they surveyed the fallen horde of monsters they had just vanquished.

The pick-up team was busily at work. Their leader, a grizzled blue haired, red eyed man named Lucas, approached Kael. Lucas had a reputation for being efficient and discreet, qualities Kael highly valued.

"Things aren't looking good, Kael," Lucas said, his voice low but clear. He wiped sweat from his brow.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"We've harvested everything valuable, and there are no signs of any more threats in the immediate vicinity. But it doesn't look like this would help in securing the top spot."

True, due to the fact the Reapers had slowed down, the White Comets, with the aid of Alister and his dragons, had not only surpassed them but their scores had nearly tripled that of the Reapers.

He then produced a small vial filled with a strange, glowing substance. It seemed to pulse with an strange orange light.

"And this," he said, holding up the vial, "is something special. It's bait that will attract a sandworm. For those who don't know," he said, looking at Kai, "...sandworms are extremely dangerous creatures that live beneath the desert sands. We'll use this to draw one to the White Comets' location while their signals are jammed. The chaos will be enough to take them out."

He looked around the circle.

"Rex, Jin, and Mira, you three will handle planting the jammer. Make sure it's well-hidden and that it covers a wide area. Aria, you'll be with me. We'll handle the sandworm bait and make sure it gets to the right spot. Kai," he paused, meeting Kai's eager gaze.

"you'll be tye one securing Alister. Once the jammer is in place, and the sandworm comes out to real chaos, you'll teleport to Alister, teleport back with him, and then."

He grined, "You can have your fun."

Kael's eyes narrowed. "We have to act fast. Our cameras can't be off for too long, or the commentators will start to suspect something. We have a small window to get this done."

The team nodded, all with smiles on their faces. They began to gather their gear so they could quickly make their move.

As they prepared to move out, Kai's eyes flashed with excitement. He couldn't hide the sinister smile that spread across his face.

"Soon, Alister," Kai muttered, placing his last hand over his left eye, his voice filled with anticipation. "I'll rip you limb from limb... and let your remains be eaten up by monsters. I

can't wait."

Kael gave a final nod to his team. "Let's move out, Reapers. Time to make our mark, and secure that top spot."

The team split into their designated roles, moving swiftly and silently through the wasteland night, ready to put their plan into action.