Chapter 220 Elvis and Elvis
On the other side——
Tong Wanwan was still a little dazed as she left the crowd.
She had a premonition that before long, the name "Elvis" would be engraved in everyone's mind in a more powerful way.
"Mr. Marshal," Tong Wanwan suddenly grabbed the sleeve of the man next to her, making him stop. "None of us knows where Fayi is. Perhaps... the leader would be willing to help us?"
The leader she was talking about was Elvis of this time and space.
At the beginning, it was the chief who found Faye and took her away.
The man who used the camouflage potion frowned, his brown eyes dimmed slightly.
It is indeed difficult to find someone in an unfamiliar time and space in just two and a half days, not to mention that Fayi is a cunning person and his whereabouts are difficult to track.
but……
Asking for help from yourself in the world is not a safe or trustworthy decision.
"He's dangerous." This was all Elvis could say.
Tong Wanwan blinked and did not deny it. "Then let's go and leave here first."
Ivis held her slender white hand with his backhand and continued walking forward.
However, the next second, he suddenly turned around, and his dark brown windbreaker swung half a circle with the movement, fluttering in the air.
Glancing sideways, Elvis held Tong Wanwan in his arms, his other hand spread open, releasing a crimson-gold mental shield. Simultaneously, a stream of mental energy of the same color penetrated deeply into the shield, silently yet concealing a heart-wrenching murderous intent.
The one who swung out the red-gold blade was the silver-haired man who was rushing over.
"Let her go!"
Tong Wanwan's pupils shrank slightly.
That person was... the silver-haired leader Ives who was supposed to lead the organization to take the next step.
At this moment, Mr. Marshal held her in his arms, letting her press against his hard chest, and pressed the back of her head with some displeasure, not wanting her to see the other self standing opposite her.
"Mr. Marshal," Tong Wanwan reminded quietly, "I saw him."
Elvis: “…”
The leader, who also saw the two of them clearly, frowned, a look of astonishment flashing across his eyes, "Who are you?"
It was the first time he had seen someone who looked exactly like him.
Aside from their unremarkable brown hair and brown eyes, everything else about them is very similar. If they stood together, they would definitely be mistaken for twin brothers.
He frowned and didn't wait for the other party to respond. He walked while concentrating his abilities.
The other party's mental power even had the same color as his, which made him feel uncomfortable.
Moreover, Wanwan stayed very quietly in the man's arms, and it didn't look like... she was being kidnapped.
"Wanwan," the silver-haired leader whispered, "Come to my side, he's in danger."
Tong Wanwan: “Huh?”
Are Mr. Marshal and Mr. Leader saying the same thing?
Should I say it's worthy of being called "Elvis"...
She glanced at the particularly obvious cracks on the mental shield and fell silent.
Judging from the short two-second confrontation just now, Mr. Elvis from the parallel universe ten years later should be stronger than Mr. Marshal.
I have a feeling that Mr. Leader won't let them go unless they explain clearly.
really--
The next moment, her boyfriend, whom she had just recognized, helped her avoid the opponent's attack, left her in a safe place, and rushed forward himself.
The other Elvis only glanced at her briefly, and seeing that she was safe and sound, he immediately engaged in a 1V1 close combat and mental battle.
Tong Wanwan froze in place, feeling dazzled.
She originally wanted to speak out to stop them, but gradually, as she watched the two men with the same appearance fighting back and forth, Tong Wanwan suddenly felt her palms itchy.
I even feel like battling.
She opened her eyes, her pupils unconsciously moving with their movements, and a platinum-colored light flashed rapidly at the end of her eyes.
As a bystander, she was fascinated and gradually paid more attention to the silver-haired leader.
Untaught, Tong Wanwan suddenly discovered she could "see" the vibrant spiritual energy of the two men. Strangely, the Marshal's spiritual energy was completely pure, radiating a life force as warm as the sun.
And on Mr. Leader...
The red-gold mental power was rapidly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tong Wanwan frowned, and suddenly realized——
Not only can he see the mental power emanating from the two people, he can also see the fluctuations of the mental power in their bodies.
She saw clearly that on the silver-haired leader's right arm, there was a cloudy scarlet mass that was spreading.
The way it spreads is not by moving little by little, but by branching out into countless long and thin "blood threads" like tentacles, extending towards the heart and brain respectively.
Furthermore, something very strange was that this scarlet substance hidden within the leader's body seemed to be restraining his mental power. The more he used it, the faster the "blood thread" spread, and it was about to reach the heart and brain.
Tong Wanwan was startled, and the mental power covering her eyes suddenly disappeared because she could not control it due to the huge emotional fluctuations.
But she didn't care about that anymore. She ran towards them while shouting, "Mr. Marshal, stop for a moment!"
The words "Mr. Marshal" made both men stop what they were doing and stood there in a daze.
They all turned to look at her in unison.
Noticing the other's similar responses, the two men became annoyed again.
"Mr. Marshal," Tong Wanwan ran towards the brown-haired and brown-eyed man under the astonished and puzzled gaze of the silver-haired leader, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and asked hurriedly, "Have you seen the spiritual power in his body?"
Ivis paused, and under the gaze of his other self, which was as sharp as a knife, he touched her hair and said, "I can't see."
He thought for a moment and said, "Can you see it?"
Normally, a normal person with special abilities wouldn't be able to see the state of the body's spiritual power. But if it was an SS-level healing system...
Maybe.
"I saw a scarlet diffuse substance in his body, like..." Tong Wanwan pondered, and suddenly her mind flashed back to the shot Fayi fired at the silver-haired man's right arm. "I know! It's like someone injected spiritual power into him."
"Master," Tong Wanwan pursed her lips and asked hesitantly, "Are you aware of your health problems?"
The silver-haired man stood straight opposite her, staring at her intently, as if he didn't hear her, but also as if he heard her but was thinking about other things.
The next moment, he lowered his eyes, his body swayed slightly, and he fell forward unexpectedly.
A second before he lost consciousness, he caught a glimpse of Tong Wanwan's suddenly widened eyes and her subconscious attempt to help.
Too bad... she's a little far away.
Even if I stretched out my arms, I couldn't reach his fallen body.
(End of this chapter)
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