Chapter 685 The Two Teams Get Together Again (2/2)

Ricky watched her carefully. He breathed out a relieved sigh of his own as he understood that the issue between them would be temporarily put aside. With a nod, he accepted the momentary truce and withdrew his power and Massacring Mutant.

”Ricky, I hope you remember that I'll be

there. For a moment, he felt a real fear that maybe Ricky and Pearl would die in the Golden Passage.

”We were delayed by the last level. It was very time-consuming!” Ricky said simply, shrugging off any concern for his well-being.

At the same time, he gave a slight nod to Thiago, who was on the same team with Henry. It was a polite gesture. After all, there was no history of backstabbing between them and no reason for them to be enemies.

”So, did you get the Massacring Antenna?” Their safety assured, Henry no longer tried to hide the expectation in his voice.

”Of course we got it. How about you three?” Ricky asked with a smile.

He could feel the giddy excitement that radiated from Henry. It was obvious from the first moment he laid eyes on the other man. Of course, then and there, Ricky's heart beat wildly in his chest too. After all, in front of a tribe's heritage, no spiritual king would be able to keep calm as usual!

”We also got it,” Henry said simply.

With such a brief reply, the atmosphere around them became grim and suppressed. The tension was foreboding and familiar. It was the same kind of tension that preceded murderous intents and fierce fights.

Now that they found the two Massacring Antennae, they would soon need to determine the rightful heirs of the Massacring Holy Ant tribe.

Neither team would accept any compromise like sharing the inheritance between them.

To be precise, three teams were battling for the same prize. Ricky and Pearl were only temporarily united as a team. At any given time, they could decide to split up and further complicate the issue.

”Then, as for the inheritance of the tribe, who should have them?” Ricky asked directly. They all needed to face the question sooner or later.

That simple question opened up a can of worms among them. It silenced all the warriors and rooted them to the spot. A silence pervaded the room, the deadly calm before the storm.