Li Xuanzu's suppression speed was actually very fast. After he trapped these high-level psionicists, most of the remaining scattered blood servants also dragged down and wore down their targets.

Many people tried to escape, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't outrun the Blood Servant.

Terrain poses no obstacle to the blood servants, who are composed of liquid, allowing them to traverse any terrain with ease during pursuits.

Many third-tier psionicists were completely drained after being caught by the blood servants, leaving only some fourth-tier psionicists whose bodies were controlled by the blood servants and rushed towards Li Xuanzu's direction.

Leng An and the other psionicist teams were actually moving much slower than Li Xuanzu.

The reason is simple: in their eyes, hostages are truly hostages, and threats can have a real effect.

The brainwashed Tier 3 psychic messengers, upon seeing that the psychic squads that came to besiege them were all normal humans, launched an attack without any further explanation.

If they are outmatched, they will injure a few hostages to threaten the other side and make them hesitant to act. Once the other fourth-tier psionic divine messengers have resolved the matter, they can share in the gods' gifts.

And you know what? This trick actually works.

It's not that these psionicist squads are particularly kind-hearted, but rather that in every place where a third-tier divine envoy gathers, there are usually thousands of hostages. If it's in a busy urban area, the number would exceed ten thousand.

If there are only a few or a dozen hostages, these third or fourth-tier psionicists won't care. Even if you have a hundred hostages, they will only hesitate for a while at most.

Even if we went to ask Elder Huang for instructions, he would probably choose to abandon these hundreds of people without hesitation.

However, a number of over a thousand is no small matter. If we roughly calculate, with a hundred or so gathering places for divine envoys, the number of people is at least three hundred thousand. If it really comes to a fight to the death, it will damage the very foundation of the Dragon Kingdom.

That's why the situation remained deadlocked for a while.

Li Xuanzu is different. You want to hurt the hostages so that I won't dare to take action?

Okay then, I'll just use the injured hostages as blood bags and suck them dry until they're dead. Are you in a hurry?

The effect was also very significant. Although the number of hostages would inevitably decrease in the places where the Blood Servant made his move, the percentage was controlled between 2% and 15%. Even if Elder Huang knew about it, he wouldn't be able to find fault with it.

The significance of hostages depends on their importance in the eyes of the other party. When your hostages not only do not threaten the other party, but also bring them benefits, then the meaning of hostages changes.

Often, it is precisely because people place too much importance on the incriminating evidence they have against them that they become the ones who are hindered.

In fact, after the remaining third-tier divine messengers learned that the other fourth-tier divine messengers had been wiped out, they had already begun to consider retreating.

Unfortunately, the arriving psionic squad was keeping a close watch on them, and with so many people, they couldn't escape. These third-tier divine messengers had already fled.

"None of you are allowed to follow me. Let me leave, or I'll kill one... no, ten people if you take a single step forward!" A third-tier psionicist's eyes were bloodshot, and the Dragon Kingdom citizens surrounding him were no different, except their eyes were even more crazed and their behavior was extremely dazed.

At this moment, he held a fireball the size of a millstone in his hand, hovering high above his head, threatening a small team led by a fourth-tier psionicist in front of him.

"Let's talk this out, don't fight. Let's sit down and discuss this properly." The fourth-tier psionicist was clearly the captain. The lives of thousands of hostages were no small matter, so he could only try to stall the other party first.

"Shut your mother! Do you really think I'm illiterate? You dare to try and stall me? Let me go now, or I'll make these people die with me!" The third-tier divine envoy said, lowering the fireball above his head slightly.

"Alright, alright, we'll let you go, you..." The third-tier psionicist's voice trailed off, and he stared in shock at what was behind the other person.

Blood servants, you've arrived!

"What are you looking at..." The third-tier psionicist was clearly unaware of what he was about to face. He quickly turned his head to look and then thought he should turn back immediately.

"Aaaaah! Monster, monster! Get away from me!" The successive blows had pushed the third-tier psionicist to the brink of collapse. The arrival of the blood servant was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The Blood Servant ignored his words, and long, thin spikes formed from blood appeared behind him, like arrows drawn taut on a longbow.

"Don't come any closer! I have hostages! If you come any closer... please, ah!!!" The third-tier psionicist's body was pierced by countless spikes. After a scream, he fell silent.

However, before he died, he still managed to throw out the fireball the size of a millstone. Even though the psionic team reacted quickly to stop it, the huge explosion still killed a large number of people, roughly estimated to be around two hundred.