"This is the Bannuto divine liquid?" Tang Ling looked at the sealed test tube in front of him. There were only around five drops of Bannuto divine liquid in the sealed test tube.
The divine liquid was much more beautiful than Tang Ling had imagined. It was emanating an alluring five-colored radiance. Tang Ling had no idea how the three evil brothers discovered it back then.
"Yes." Mantle was proud of Tang Ling's question.
"It's magical." Tang Ling did not mind making Mantle prouder. He just admitted a fact.
The so-called divine liquid was really powerful. Any Purple Moon Warrior below rank 3 who ingested a certain amount of it would definitely faint and lose consciousness.
Only rank 3 and above Purple Moon Warriors were immune to it. No matter how much they ingested, they would not feel anything.
It was a very extreme anesthetic. It was black and white and did not feel excessive at all.
Tang Ling was very glad that he had fused with the war seed before he stepped into transit station No. 119. Otherwise, he would not have been able to do anything against the Bannuto divine liquid.
What did Tang Ling do? Until now, Mantle still did not understand why Tang Ling would spit out all the wine he drank.
Only Tang Ling knew that even though his muscle strength reserves were insufficient in the first stage, he had indeed skipped the first stage.
What was the biggest benefit of completing the first stage? It was the control of the muscles in his body!
The muscles did not refer to the normal muscles in his body. It also included the control of his internal organs! It was a heaven-defying ability. Just think about it, controlling the internal organs!
In other words, if Tang Ling wanted to, he could control his heartbeat, the expansion and contraction of his lungs, and so on.
Although Tang Ling still could not figure out the specific purpose of the control. Was he trying to kill himself?
However, against the Bannuto divine liquid, Tang Ling's muscle control ability played a huge role.
It might seem like Tang Ling drank the wine, but all he did was let it stay in his esophagus and stomach. He even slowed down the movement of his stomach. The venom could not enter his bloodstream and take effect unless his esophagus and stomach were cut open, but that was impossible.
Of course, Tang Ling would not explain anything to Mantle. He opened the test tube and carefully dripped less than half a drop of Bannuto's divine liquid into a bucket. He then added a suitable ratio of water into the bucket and poured some more into the people tied up on the ground, including Mantle's men.
Then, he emptied the rest of the divine liquid in the safe and put them into his little leather pouch. He would never miss out on such a valuable item.
After everything was done, Tang Ling looked at Mantle and said, "Buddy, we should move to another place."
**
Babnu received a call from his third brother and was in a good mood.
Because Mantle told him that he had caught another very fat sheep, and he had also obtained an extremely important secret.
If this secret was used well, it would allow the three brothers to soar once again and even free themselves from the control of the person behind them.
However, for the sake of safety, this matter could not be discussed through the communication device. It had to be discussed face to face.
Mantle anxiously asked Babnu to find him alone. He would wait for Babnu in the secret office. For this reason, he specially asked his men to temporarily stop killing fat sheep in the bar.
How could Babnu not be happy when he received the good news?
He set off to find his beloved third brother. Even in his dreams, he wanted to leave this damned transit station No. 119. There was nothing here! On top of that, he had to hand over the income from killing fat sheep to the person behind them.
It seemed like even God could not stand it anymore, which was why he had the opportunity to take care of the three brothers.
"We've always been lucky. Otherwise, how could we have discovered the secret of Bannuto's divine liquid? " Babnu grumbled as he appeared in the outer area of transit station No. 119. He was in front of the building where Mantle killed the fat sheep.
Without any hesitation, Babunu walked straight to the innermost side of the second floor. This was Mantle's secret office. Other than Mantle, no one else could enter, because every day, the loot would be placed here first.
"Seems like there are a lot of fat sheep here." When he passed by the big office, Babnu saw the fat sheep on the floor and was delighted.
He merely glanced around and did not notice that Mantle's men were among them and were suppressed by others.
He walked to the innermost office, keyed in the password with a good mood, and pushed the door open.
"What's the good news, my brother …" Babnu was not prepared at all. The moment he pushed the door open, he was still talking.
However, before he could finish, he realized something was wrong. The office was tightly sealed, and his brother, Mantle, was sitting in the middle of the office with his hands tied behind his back.
Babnu's instinctive reaction was to close the door and leave. He did not have the time to think.
However, he did not have the chance to do so.
Because the moment he opened the door, a hand immediately reached out from the doorway and firmly grabbed his wrist.
The strength of the hand was immense. Babnu had just become a rank 2 Purple Moon Warrior, yet he did not have the upper hand in a contest of strength against this person.
Of course, Babnu was not a talented person. Even among Purple Moon Warriors of the same rank, there was a huge difference, including their basic abilities. There was a lower limit and an upper limit.
Babnu was obviously one of the rank 2 Purple Moon Warriors who had broken through the lower limit.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
In short, Babnu was grabbed by a hand. His not-so-smart brain still acted on instinct and subconsciously competed with the strength.
However, the person who grabbed him did not want to waste time with him. A sharp sword cut Babnu's skin and even cut his muscles, deep enough to see the bone.
Before the blood gushed out and before Babnu felt any pain, a few drops of cold liquid were dripped into Babnu's wound.
Babnu was very familiar with the liquid. It was the Bannuto Divine Liquid that the three of them were proud of.
Usually, the divine liquid had to be diluted before it could be used. Otherwise, any Purple Moon Warrior below rank 3 would fall unconscious immediately. Depending on the quantity, the duration of the coma would be different.
In short, they were here for the robbery while Tang Ling wanted to solve the problem immediately, so he did not care about the dilution.
So, Babnu only glanced at Mantle doubtfully, then at the man in front of him who was a complete stranger before he was paralyzed to the ground.
Mantle looked at his second brother who was paralyzed and could not help but feel a little angry. "The quantity you used will keep him unconscious for a month."
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