"Huff... huff..."
Luo Fei's heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest, and his lungs were burning with pain, like a broken bellows pulling at the cold, damp air.
Enveloped in the blue light of his supernatural ability and driven by his will to escape, Luo Fei moved at incredible speed, and for a time he was not caught up.
The numerous awakened ones behind him were in hot pursuit, their footsteps like a death knell, getting closer and closer, each step feeling like a blow to Luo Fei's nerves!
Luo Fei dared not turn around; he could clearly feel the cold, blood-stained killing intent biting tightly behind him!
He knew that once he was caught, he would definitely die a horrible death.
"Body recorder...evidence..."
He gripped the cold metal bar tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force.
This tiny thing might be his only hope of survival!
A blue light flashed in Luo Fei's hand as he put away the long, thin metal recorder.
He gritted his teeth, a trickle of blood even seeping from the corner of his mouth, and with all his might, he sprinted into the deeper, denser darkness ahead.
It was as if only the endless darkness, where one could not see their own hand in front of their face, could give him a glimmer of hope.
Just as Luo Fei felt his legs were filled with lead, his lungs were about to burst, and despair was about to engulf everything—he saw a half-open, rusty iron door in front of him.
Behind the door was a huge, long-abandoned factory building that exuded a rotten smell.
Exhausted, he had no other choice!
Luo Fei used his last bit of strength and rushed in without hesitation, staggering into the dark, abandoned factory, trying to find a place to hide.
"He's inside! Surround the factory! Don't let a single fly out! He's dead!"
Outside came the cold shouts of the pursuers and the heavy thud of the other gates of the factory being completely sealed off.
"It's over..."
Luo Fei slid down to the floor, his back against the cold, damp wall, the sound of his heart pounding like a drum in the dark, silent factory.
Sweat and rainwater from his hair slid down his forehead, blurring his vision.
He could hear hurried footsteps outside and feel the fluctuations and humming of energy.
He knew it was a thorough, comprehensive search.
At this rate, it's only a matter of time before they're found!
Despair, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed him, and his body was chilled by the cold.
Just when all hope was lost—
"So you're not running away anymore?"
A clear, cold female voice, with an unusual rhythm and distinctly different from the Central Plains accent, suddenly rang out above his head:
Upon hearing this, Luo Fei's body stiffened instantly, as if his blood had frozen.
It was discovered so quickly?!
He slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
On a rusted steel beam high up in the factory, a tall, slender figure stood silently, like a cheetah blending into the darkness.
In the dim light, he could only vaguely make out the other person's beautiful blond hair and eyes that shimmered with an odd light in the shadows.
A... blond foreigner?!
Luo Fei didn't know any outsiders, and in this dim environment, without any pupil-type special abilities, he couldn't see their faces at all, nor did he know why they were hiding here.
"You people from Zhongzhou are really ruthless to your own people."
The Fourth Holy Throne, Rosa Dassie, looked down at the disheveled Luo Fei below, her tone laced with amusement and undisguised sarcasm.
As one of the Holy Sees, she naturally knew the purpose of those 'blood packs'—
That was an extremely sinister method of advancement that even the demons of the West, who revered power, had never used on a large scale!
By matching blood of the same blood type, diluting energy or crystal cores through special means, and then infusing them into oneself, the goal is to enable the body to quickly absorb energy and achieve a leap in strength.
This method is even more effective if the blood carrier is young and also an awakened individual.
Simply by transfusing or replacing blood, one can become stronger and even live a younger and longer life. There probably isn't an easier way to improve one's health in the world.
The cost was so cruel, and the methods so ruthless, that even demons have long since abandoned them.
Darcy never imagined that the self-proclaimed center of civilization would be secretly promoting this practice on such a large scale!
A cold look of disgust flashed in Darcy's eyes, and she couldn't help but have serious doubts about the character of the people of Central Plains.
No wonder the new pope is so eager to eliminate the Star Lord and regard him as an enemy.
Because those who wield power in the Central Plains have long been corrupted by twisted desires and power.
In her view, these people from the Central Plains truly needed a thorough baptism to achieve salvation.
Lost in thought, Darcy's gaze fell upon Luo Fei once more:
"Tsk, it's quite a coincidence that you ended up here. In Zhongzhou dialect, it's a bit of fate."
"And I just happen to disapprove of their behavior."
Darcy seemed to have made a decision, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on her lips:
"I'll save you because it might be interesting..."
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Fei felt his foot slip and he involuntarily fell backward.
Strangely, he did not fall to the ground; a gentle yet irresistible force instantly enveloped him!
The space in front of me distorted strangely and began to recede rapidly.
Before Luo Fei could even react, he was thrust into another dimension!
When the pursuers surrounded the other exits, rushed through the gate of the abandoned factory, and poured into this desolate, abandoned space, it was already empty, with only the cold smell of rust remaining.
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