Nutrients.
The third commander of the Zhi Ling Area's Board of Governors, a xiuzhe with both the pivot and strength souls, Dong Cheng, possessed such a rare digestive ability. He purposefully took a punch from Su Tang in order to gather information about Su Tang's power. After that, he would eat this information in the form of food, and use the pivot courage to absorb it. In the end, he would possess the same level of power. Due to this, it was called nutrients.
The power that nutrients brought would not be permanent. It was supplied in the form of taste, and the power would naturally be maintained until the taste completely disappeared.
So, interrupting the taste meant interrupting the power that he obtained. However, all xiuzhe with similar abilities would think of ways to make this kind of taste last longer and more stable. Dong Cheng was not an exception. Right now, he desperately wanted to interrupt the taste. This kind of experience was rare.
But no matter what, he needed to be able to control and release his abilities as he wished. Digestive abilities might place more emphasis on endurance, but they all had methods to quickly eliminate it. Some xiuzhe could rely on their control of the pivot courage to do this. It was more troublesome for Dong Cheng. His ability, "nutrients," required him to eat another medium to dilute the taste.
He did not use these things often, but he always kept them on guard. At this time, he realized the severity of the problem. His trembling right hand hurriedly reached into his pocket. His hands had lost their shape long ago, the blood vessels twisting and tangling as though they would burst out of his skin at any moment.
Quick!
His hands were losing control. Dong Cheng tried his best to stabilize them. Finally, he took out a tube of liquid medicine from his pocket. He didn't even bother to open the mouth of the tube and threw it into his mouth along with the tube.
Pop … …
Blood sprayed out of Dong Cheng's bare arm. Some of the blood vessels had started to rupture. This kind of situation was also happening in many places on his body. His shirt, his pants, they were quickly covered in spots of blood and then expanded. His face was twisted, blood seeping out of his left eye and both nostrils.
Dong Cheng furiously bit down on the tube in his mouth, the shards cutting his lips and tongue. But he couldn't care about that. The pivot courage furiously absorbed the liquid that flowed out of the tube. Quickly, the taste in his mouth had completely disappeared.
His blood immediately became less violent, and his blood vessels also became docile. However, Dongcheng could not feel the strength in his body. His consciousness was blurring rapidly.
Too late …
He stopped the Nutrient Arcana, but the damage to his blood vessels was still there. It wasn't as crazy as before, but blood was still flowing out from the wounds. Dongcheng was completely covered in blood. He stood in a pool of blood.
"Blood Force Child …"
After weakly uttering these three words, Dongcheng wanted to take another look at Su Tang, but Su Tang was no longer in front of him. After seeing his strange situation, Su Tang took the opportunity to escape.
Dongcheng fell into a pool of blood. He almost lost the strength to even lift his eyelids. At this moment, he just wanted to sleep.
But then he saw a pair of legs standing in front of him. His vision was already blurry. But at this moment, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in his heart, and he forced himself to raise his last bit of spirit.
"Quick …" He struggled to raise his head, looking for the owner of the pair of legs. He hoped to be saved.
"An expert with the Dual Spirit Connection?" He heard the owner of the pair of legs seemed to be talking to himself. Then, a touch of coldness came from his back. But his body was full of wounds, and he could no longer feel the pain brought by this touch of coldness.
The coldness took away the last bit of strength that he desperately squeezed out. His eyes, in the end, only raised halfway before stopping. In his pupils. It reflected the waist tag hanging on the waist of the owner of the pair of legs.
The inspectors of the Council also had waist tags. The one Dongcheng had was the exclusive waist tag of the Third Commander. It was much more exquisite than the one reflected in his pupils.
But the two waist tags had one thing in common. They both had a number engraved on them.
On Dongcheng's waist tag of the Council. It was beautifully engraved with the number "3".
And the waist tag reflected in his pupils had a number scribbled on it: 2921.
The blood continued to expand under Dongcheng's body, and the Nameless Alley returned to its usual silence.
Fuzuo Street.
Lu Ping carried Morin and rushed down the street. The pursuers behind him had been left behind at the corner of the street. At this time, they could not even turn back. But Lu Ping did not feel that the danger was gone. There were countless alleys on the left and right of the street. Who knew if there were inspectors of the Council rushing out to intercept them?
Fuzuo Street. There were a total of 17 alleys on the left and right. He could not see any pursuers in them.
If he could not see them, then what about listening?
Lu Ping did not stop walking, and Ming Zhi's Courage began to steal more carefully.
The surrounding sounds became clearer, and more information could be analyzed from the sounds alone.
But it was not enough!
What Lu Ping needed to grasp was the information in the 17 alleys that he could not see. Because of the distance, he could not hear the movements in the deep alleys.
Not enough!
He could not hear enough. Ming Zhi's Courage needed to be louder.
Rhythm. He thought of that rhythm.
In a short interval, with a high-speed rhythm, Lu Ping's Courage began to jump.
As expected, the range of the sounds he harvested was larger. The information he harvested was also more.
However, the discontinuity between the gaps made the final voice message a little fragmented.
Ta!
Footsteps?
No, it was not.
This was only a third of the footsteps.
Ta, ta, ta! After three consecutive times, it was a complete set of footsteps.
In the time it took for one set of footsteps, Lu Ping caught three gaps. Therefore, one set of footsteps was broken into three parts in his ears.
But Lu Ping was already used to this kind of interruption.
Three times was one sound. He could already complete this kind of repair subconsciously because he had an absolute understanding of the speed at which he controlled his Strength of Spirit. He was absolutely familiar with the moment when a gap appeared.
There were no pursuers in the first alley!
Lu Ping carried Morin and rushed through the first alley. He glanced at the alley and only saw one pedestrian. It was completely in line with his auditory judgment.
The second alley was silent. Not to mention pursuers, there was not even a person.
The third alley, no one.
The fourth alley, pedestrians.
The fifth alley …
Lu Ping changed his route and tried to get as far away from the alley as he could.
"Stop!" Three supervisors rushed out from the fifth alley, but Lu Ping had already distanced himself from the alley. The three supervisors watched as Lu Ping rushed past them. In the blink of an eye, they had become pursuers.
The sixth, no one.
The seventh, pedestrians.
The more complete the rhythm was, the faster and purer the Courage of Spirit of Spirit was. The faster the Courage of Spirit of Spirit was, the more complete the rhythm would be.
His auditory sense was further enhanced.
The eighth alley.
There was no one!
But when he took two steps closer …
No, it was not that there was no one. This was … the sound of breathing. The breathing of two people stopped at the alley entrance. They were preparing for an ambush.
Thus, Lu Ping moved away from the alley entrance again. The two supervisors, who were planning to ambush Lu Ping, were waiting at the entrance of the alley. In the end, they saw Lu Ping running several meters away from the entrance of the alley.
"This isn't right!"
He had chosen to move away from the alley entrance twice in a row, and coincidentally, there were supervisors rushing out or lying in ambush. Of course, this was not due to luck.
"Very strong perceptive ability!"
"He can sense the movements in the alley."
"What about the deployment at the street entrance?"
There were also deployment at the street entrance. The sixth commander, Senhai, led his sixth group of supervisors and set up an inescapable net here.
But now, Lu Ping seemed to be able to sense the danger in advance. Could the deployment at the street entrance still have the effect of drawing in the net?
As the supervisors in the twelfth and fourteenth alleys were avoided, the supervisors could not help but wonder. Lu Ping was getting closer and closer to the street entrance.
"Don't panic!" Senhai scolded his panicking subordinates.
He heard it …
Lu Ping thought silently. He was still far from the street entrance, but Senhai's scolding was as clear as a clap of thunder.
It felt more troublesome. As Lu Ping thought, he listened carefully to the fifteenth alley he was about to pass.
There were footsteps, slightly heavy but not fast.
Pursuers? Ambush?
For the time being, he could not clearly identify it. If it was before, Lu Ping would choose to avoid it, just in case.
But now, he needed a way out. There seemed to be a greater danger waiting for him in the direction of the street entrance.
Should he break through from here?
There were two more alleys in front, which would further narrow the choice. The alley before him was not completely clear, but it was worth a try.
Therefore, Lu Ping turned around, carried Morin, and rushed into the fifteenth alley.
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