Chapter 47: Different

Judging from the current situation, it is difficult to judge the outcome of the battle between the two contractors.

Although the contractors of the Reincarnation Paradise are extremely ruthless, in the face of the cruel living environment of the Reincarnation Paradise, the contractors either travel alone or form an adventure group, and they cannot form a super-large organization at all.

And most of the adventure groups are not very large, small adventure groups may only have a few or a dozen people, even large adventure groups, the number of people is rarely more than three hundred.

This is related to the character of the contractors in the Paradise of Reincarnation, where the strong are born and the weak die, although the powerful contractors appear one after another, but the number of casualties is also large, in this survival situation, the possibility of contradictions between the contractors is greater, and the possibility of forming a large group is even smaller.

In the reincarnation paradise, the forcible execution punishment is just a daily routine, as for the deduction of attribute punishment, it is even more common, to survive in this environment, even if it is not strong enough to pervert, the willpower will not be weak, after all, there is a danger of braiding at any time, and the psychological quality is not very good, as early as after experiencing the first few derivative worlds.

However, while cultivating strong men, some contractors with ordinary qualifications died early.

Just like now, there are still 725 people left alive on the Reincarnation Paradise side, and 985 people on the Apocalypse Paradise side are still alive.

It's not that the contractors of the Reincarnation Paradise are not strong, but they are too scattered, and most of the dead are lone rangers, and the Apocalypse Paradise side, all of them are members of the same organization, which is why there are so many survivors.

Of course, not a large number of people has an advantage, if it is a 1V1 situation, with the same attributes and the same ability, the contractor of the Apocalypse Paradise is likely not to be the opponent of the contractor of the Reincarnation Paradise, because the way the Apocalypse Paradise cultivates the contractor is relatively gentle, at least it will not easily use forcible execution punishment.

Among the 725 surviving people in the Reincarnation Paradise, there are a total of 8 adventure groups, of which 7 are medium-sized adventure groups, 1 is a large adventure group, and the rest are scattered people.

No one in the Reincarnation Paradise could integrate these contractors, not even the Fire Master, who at most took the lead.

Apocalypse Paradise is different, they are a group, and Nozomi is their leader.

Looking at it this way, the Reincarnation Paradise side is not the opponent of the Apocalypse Paradise side at all, but is this really the case? We'll have to find out after we fight.

However, at least one of the ten contractors of the Reincarnation Paradise was not mentally normal. The other nine are actually not much better, but relatively normal.

This is a team composed of a group of crazy people + neurotic + crazy reserve + ruthless 'normal people', what crazy things these people will do, not to mention the ordinary contractors of the Apocalypse Paradise side, even Nozomi can't completely guess it.

……

One of the three major theaters, the Aldrer Fortress.

When, when, when......

The sound of hammers striking came from inside the stone house on the fortress, and a contractor from the Reincarnation Paradise sat on the eastern edge of the fortress, a cliff a few hundred meters below, but the contractor didn't care.

"Potato, is that thing ready?"

"It's coming."

Some impatient voices came from inside the stone house.

"Potato, just throw that thing at the tribe's base camp, you will definitely kill a lot."

The contractor sitting on the edge of the cliff tilted his head, not knowing what he was looking at.

"You madman...... Has the brain been eroded by subhuman cells? ”

The contractor named Potato smiled, and the hammer in his hand slashed harder.

"What a madman, I'm normal."

The contractor sitting on the edge of the cliff shook his head, he stared at the cliff below, and suddenly, an idea occurred to him.

"Potato, what do you think I'll do if I jump?"

"Huh?"

The potato stopped moving.

"I guess I'm going to die, probably."

"It's terrible to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the contractor jumped off the fortress, and a moment later there was a muffled thud from the bottom of the cliff.

"Is the Tribal Army coming again?"

A contractor in a cowboy hat rushes up.

"No, the black blood jumped off the cliff."

"Damn, that guy is getting more and more abnormal, he told him not to overexploit the subhuman bloodline, and now he's making him look like a Taliban player."

Click, click.

A hand rests on the edge of the fortress walls.

"I can't die, but ...... It hurts to death. ”

Black Blood climbed up to the fortress, he was a black-haired and red-eyed young man, with a white face and a small fresh meat appearance, don't be deceived by his appearance, his favorite thing is to blow himself up with his arms around the enemy.

"Black Blood, you've been in contact with the contractor of the Apocalypse Paradise before, right? What about the strength of those people? ”

Potato put down the hammer in his hand, he was a little curious about Apocalypse.

Black Blood climbed up to the fortress, blocked one nostril with his fingers, and exhaled hard, blood and snot spurted out from the other nostril.

"The equipment is good, and the skill level is not low, but they feel weird."

Black blood lay on the ground with a pop.

"Weird?"

Potato clearly didn't understand Blackblood's words.

"How to describe it, eh~ It's more appropriate to say this, they are like completing a high-risk job, yes, that's what it feels like."

Black Blood lay on the ground and fell asleep within a few seconds.

……

Hill Grand Canyon, a gathering place for the Contractors of the Apocalypse Paradise, in a tent.

Brush and pull, sharp tools cut through the flesh.

Tick, tick, blood dripped, gradually seeping into the dirt, and the smell of blood permeated the tent.

"How many of you are there, what is the mission of the war, and who is the core of the world now?"

A thin man in a slaughter suit stood in the tent, his slaughter suit was splattered with blood, and in the center of the tent, a female contractor was hung upside down, swaying from side to side, and the female contractor was naked, with at least hundreds of wounds all over her body, and blood flowed down her fair skin.

"You... Technique... Not good, I'm fast... He's dead. ”

The female contractor who was hanging upside down spoke, and she squinted at the thin man who had tortured her to confess with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"What if... I said, can you let me go? ”

There was some despair in the eyes of the female contractor, as if she could no longer endure this torture.

"Yes."

The executioner nodded.

"We have a ...... The task is ......"

The female contractor was very weak due to the loss of a large amount of blood, and she was weak to speak.

"What?"

The executioner put his ear close to the woman's mouth.

Bang!

The sound of teeth colliding was heard, and the executioner was able to avoid the female contractor.

"Hahaha, let me go? Are you coaxing children, I knew I was going to die when I was captured, wait, my man will come to you, he will kill you one by one, I will wait for you in hell. ”

The female contractor spoke, and a chewing sound came from her mouth, and blood and minced flesh trickled from the corners of her mouth.

“……”

The executioner's gaze was cold, but he didn't have a good solution, this female contractor was a psychic ability, and hypnosis or psychic inspiration was ineffective against her.

"Phew~"

The female contractor spits out her chewed tongue, it's not that she doesn't want to live, but she is delaying time, this is the only possibility for her to live, and the confession will only die faster.

"Looks like Nozomi is right, you bastards aren't in your right mind."

The executioner slashed the throat of the female contractor with a scalpel, and large streams of blood spurted out.

Blood flowed down the female contractor's face, she didn't struggle, it didn't make sense, she just stared at the executioner, staring at it.