It was already too late when Ye De realized that there were a few people sleeping on the street in front of him.
Perhaps it was because he wasn't born as an evolved human, but he was forcefully evolved. Other than his special evolved ability, his stamina, speed, and combat power were average. He had only been running for two to three minutes, but his footsteps were getting heavier and heavier. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't inhale enough air.
But it was different for the person behind him.
That person was born to be in the arena. He was a predator who was better and faster than Ye De. Ye De couldn't explain how he managed to escape from that person's attack. The price he had to pay was a heavy blow to the back of his head.
Fortunately, Ye De couldn't see the wound on the back of his head. He suspected that if he had the time to touch it, he would have fainted from the horror of it.
From then on, the ambushes from behind grew fiercer and fiercer, almost unavoidable. That person's speed was too fast. Several times, he even landed in front of Ye De and blocked his way. In that instant that could decide life and death, the only thing that Ye De could see clearly was that the person seemed to be a man. If he didn't know Fan Jia City like the back of his hand, he wouldn't be able to survive until now. He knew where to divert the enemy, where to escape, and where to find the road that couldn't bear the weight, he wouldn't have survived until now.
If he could just give up and let Ye De die a quick and painless death, it would be much more comfortable. However, there was something that he couldn't explain that was still supporting him to continue running. It was forcing him to continue running. It was even more painful for Ye De than the pursuer behind him.
"Wake up!" Ye De shouted at the ordinary people who were sleeping soundly in front of him. "Run and hide!"
In the darkness, someone turned over and smacked his lips.
Ye De's voice, which he was always proud of, had abandoned him. He thought he was shouting, but the only sound that came out was hoarse and unpleasant. Was his throat hurt? He couldn't feel it. He thought muddleheadedly, "Is there any part of my body that isn't hurt?"
It was too late. He didn't have a second chance to shout. Ye De was already very close to them. He could even vaguely see his face lying on a sack.
Even if these ordinary people got up and ran now, it would be too late.
If he rushed through the crowd of ordinary people, the attack from behind would undoubtedly hit them. Ye De had already learned how to deal with his pursuers. When he heard the sharp sound of thin blades cutting through the air, he knew that the ordinary people on the ground could not escape.
Unless he stopped and waited for a huge lotus of flesh to bloom on his back.
But they were already so close to their destination. If they stopped now, Ye De would be too unwilling. Just give him another ten seconds, no, even five seconds — but the ordinary people on the side of the city road —
When Ye De suddenly stopped, the crisp sound of metal clashing resounded in the air.
Then, the sound of grinding metal broke the silence in the dark city. The people on the ground were awakened one after another. They crawled up in the thick stench of blood. In their confusion and fear, some of them retreated and ran away. Some of them recognized the figure standing upright in the dark.
"Eight-headed De!" A woman shouted, causing Ye De's entire body to tremble, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Run."
Before the "human head" was completely destroyed, he sent his voice into her ear and the ears of the ordinary people in front of him. "Don't go to the left … Go to the front."
Was this how it felt when the product of one's Evolved Ability was destroyed by a stronger Evolved Ability? From the corner of his eyes, Ye De saw snow-white sparks and pitch-black blood splattering on the dark city road. His "human head", his information receiving station, the silver-white ball that was supposed to be produced bit by bit, was now being used as a shield. Under the attacks of his pursuers, it was quickly cut and destroyed, turning into dazzling white sparks.
Even so, it could only block the vital parts of his body. The rest of his skin and flesh were directly exposed to the countless thin blades. He would rather expose his bones and let his pursuers cut them apart than grit his teeth and use his spherical information receiving station to resist the attacks behind him. He was even pushing the thin blade out bit by bit.
In his blurry vision, he saw the backs of the ordinary people fleeing to the front. None of them entered the fork on the left side of the city road. In the eyes of his pursuers, they would probably think that there was no fork on the left.
His conjecture was soon confirmed. When Ye De rushed out and suddenly plunged into the fork on the left, the pursuers did not stop in time and brushed past him. Then, there was the sound of his footsteps coming to a screeching halt in front of the city road.
He would rush back into the fork in no time. Ye De probably only had a fraction of a second.
After he fell to the ground, he did not have time to stand up again. He simply kicked the ground and rolled along the empty city road. When the wound on his back was squeezed open layer by layer, he even thought that he would pass out while rolling like this.
When Ye De rolled to the front of a chair, the pursuers behind him had also caught up. He stretched out his arm and quickly stopped his rolling. However, it was too late for him to get up and dodge. The pursuers had already grabbed him. The wind from his grab was so strong that it hurt his skin. However, he did not expect that the pursuers would miss their target.
Ye De, who was severely injured and on the verge of collapse, lay on the ground with his eyes closed, waiting for the next attack. However, after a few seconds, the surroundings were still quiet.
He slowly opened his eyes and realized that he was the only one left in the dark and quiet city road.
"How … how …" he said hoarsely, "Lin Sanjiu? Is that you? "
There was no response from the other side of the city road.
Most of his silver orbs had been cut off, so they were useless. The remaining six orbs were scattered around the city. He couldn't retrieve them anytime soon, so he couldn't send a message to ask Lin Sanjiu what was going on. He only knew that he couldn't go any further once he reached the chair where Dreadbeard was keeping watch. He sat in a daze on the empty city road, his mind alternating between clear and fuzzy.
What Ye De did not know was that Lin Sanjiu was actually standing a few steps away from him in another dimension.
Dreadbeard had his back pressed against the wall, trying to stay as far away from her as possible. As for the man who was chasing after Ye De, after Lin Sanjiu punched him to the ground, he had already used his Higher Consciousness to choke him. The man's skills were rather mediocre, so Lin Sanjiu didn't have much room to use her Higher Consciousness.
"Oh, it's really you," Lin Sanjiu tore off the man's robe and hat. Her gaze fell on the man's face. She wasn't surprised. "Looks like you got the news in advance and knew that you were exposed?"
The bearded man, who still looked like an ordinary person, was pinned to the ground. He struggled and coughed, "What … What's going on?"
"What are you curious about?" Lin Sanjiu spoke in a casual manner, as if she was having a casual conversation at the breakfast table. She smiled and said, "How did you expose yourself? Or did you, who was standing behind Eight-Headed De, jump into this dimension even though he didn't step on the item? "
The bearded man couldn't answer her question, and Lin Sanjiu had no intention of explaining it to him.
"Don't worry. When everyone is here," Lin Sanjiu said slowly, "You will know the answer. So, you should call Zhong Qing over, right? "
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