"Great! If you want a real, no-holds-barred fight, then that's exactly what I want!"
After hearing the arrogant words from the drifter side, Seele turned her head. She smiled at the drifters' camp and hoisted that massive scythe onto her shoulder.
In the drifter group, the one who had been talking so arrogantly noticed Seele's movement, shrank his neck, and with a whoosh hid behind one of his buddies.
Then this guy grabbed his companion's shoulder, poked out half his head, and shouted with a fierce look that clearly lacked confidence, "A fight it is then! You... you think I'm sca-scared of you?!"
The moment his words fell, before Seele could even react, the drifter whose shoulder he was holding suddenly grabbed him and flipped him over with a clean shoulder throw, slamming the arrogant drifter straight onto the ground.
After that, he yelled at the arrogant drifter, "Are you f*cking sick?! Damn it! If you wanna fight, go fight by yourself!"
Everyone knew that the Underworld had many factions, but there were only three that could truly be called dominant powers.
These three forces were, the mechanical legion under the big boss Svarog, Wildfire, which maintained order in the Underworld, and the Moles, a gang made up of kids led by Hook…
The strength of the mechanical legion and Wildfire went without saying, and the Moles were just as untouchable.
According to accounts from heavily injured drifters themselves, as well as the brothers of missing drifters, the kids of the Moles were terrifyingly strong.
For example, Julian, who could change in countless ways; Alina, who was already a social butterfly despite her young age; and Hook, who could lift a mining drill with one hand…
But the most crucial thing was that these kids seemed to have mastered some kind of terrifying magic. Whenever they were bullied, they would summon a horrifying humanoid creature. Those drifters who tried to bully children and got taught a lesson afterward called that monster the Deep Blue Beast.
In short, this drifter was extremely angry right now and desperately wanted to beat the living hell out of that arrogant companion.
''Is Wildfire something you can just go and provoke?'
'Isn't it better to behave yourself?'
'If you don't know what to do, then just stay put and do nothing!
'Do you really think recklessly tearing your face off with Wildfire is good for the drifter camp?'
After glaring viciously at the arrogant drifter, the angry drifter took two steps forward and said with a smile, "Haha, Miss Seele, please don't mind what that guy said."
Then he straightened his expression and continued, "I believe that since Wildfire invited us here, you must already have a solution in mind. In that case, I trust that you, who have always maintained order in the Underworld, will surely be able to make a fair and just decision… right?"
Seele frowned. This drifter actually made her want to punch someone even more.
Someone like this was far more troublesome than the previous type. However…
Seele put down her weapon and turned to glance at Nero.
Since he had his own ideas, it might as well be good to hand the stage over to these outsiders for now.
"Hmph! Wildfire will of course give a fair and just outcome!"
Compared to the drifters, the mining team was far more confident.
After all, they were the victims, and what's more, this mineral vein was discovered by them in the first place.
"Hahaha! Of course, of course. Wildfire will give a fair ruling." Oleg laughed and nodded, but in the next second, his tone suddenly changed.
"However, the one making the decision this time isn't me. You might as well listen to what he has to say."
With that, Oleg led Wildfire a few steps to the side, revealing the members of the Trailblazing squad.
At some point, Nero had picked up the right hand of the discarded Gearwolf again. He was now sitting atop the floating chainsaw.
Compared to standing, Nero felt that this made him look more imposing.
"Ahem!" Nero cleared his throat theatrically, then said, "Next, I'll be the one making the decision!"
This sudden turn left both the drifters and the mining team stunned.
Especially the drifters. The one who had been speaking with hidden barbs earlier stood there with his eyes wide and mouth open, completely frozen.
Oleg pulling this move was something he hadn't expected at all. For a moment, it felt as disgusting as having eaten shit.
All his verbal sparring and sharp jabs ended up doing absolutely nothing…
"Huh? He's making the decision? Are you Wildfire joking? Letting a kid decide? Looks like Wildfire really has no one left!"
That arrogant drifter jumped out again.
Nero glanced at him, pressed his lips together, and said, "Disrupting order. Fork him out."
The members of Wildfire, Bronya, March, and Stelle all turned their heads at the same time, looking at Nero with puzzled expressions.
Dan Heng also turned to look at Nero, his eyes filled with helplessness.
In less than half a second, Stelle reacted, after all, she hadn't listened to all those stories on the Express for nothing.
However, Dan Heng reacted even faster and had already coordinated his action.
The result was that less than a second after the arrogant drifter spoke, a dark green flash streaked past. In the next moment, that person was no longer here.
A faint sound came from afar. Everyone followed the noise with their eyes, and finally, on the wall behind the mining area, they saw the arrogant drifter.
At this moment, the back of his collar had been pierced by a spear, pinning him to the wall.
The arrogant drifter was utterly terrified by this sudden scene. He could only stare blankly at what was in front of him, seemingly unable to process what had just happened.
A few seconds later, trickles of liquid flowed down after soaking his pants.
The poor arrogant drifter probably wouldn't be able to act arrogant ever again…
After this scene, the area fell silent. No one spoke anymore.
At least for now, no one dared to open their mouth. They didn't want to end up like the arrogant drifter, nailed to a spear and hung up like a decoration.
Nero swept his gaze around and saw that the expressions on these people's faces were wonderfully varied, anger, fear, resentment, heaviness… It looked like they were now capable of properly listening to someone speak.
So Nero nodded in satisfaction. "Very good! It seems everyone has no objections and is willing to quiet down and listen to me."
As his voice fell, the expressions on the drifter side almost twisted out of shape.
It was the classic case of daring to be angry but not daring to speak...
'No objections?'
'I've got no objections your ass!'
'Do we dare to have objections the way you're doing things?'
'You really think we want to listen to you?'
'If it weren't hard to make a move…'
'F*ck…'
"Then, as the final beneficiary and the executor of the plan, Wildfire, please step aside. As the final executors, you do not need to, and are not allowed to, participate in the discussion," Nero spoke again.
Oleg glanced at Nero, wanting to see what this kid planned to do.
Although, judging from what had just happened, he felt he had already guessed eight or nine tenths of it…
Still, he and Seele led the members of Wildfire to the side, leaving Nero to face the two teams, the drifters and the mining crew, head-on.