Luo left Nirvana Town, and the twelfth-order Stranger who was dragged away by him was not discovered by Instructor Camilla in the corner outside the tent until after the sun rose the next day.

Because he was found early enough, he was not dead, and Luo did not violate the rules set by Heine, the speaker of Nirvana Town.

Sometimes, being alive is more frightening than dying.

"You escaped punishment yesterday and dared not return overnight, it seems that yesterday's punch did not make you have a longer memory!"

Camila glanced coldly at the Adeptus standing in the corner of the tent, and stepped forward to beat him up again.

Camilla didn't have the slightest idea of caring for this twelfth-order powerhouse under the name of Lord Heyman. On the contrary, yesterday's punch even caught up with the two punches that Luo withdrew.

But she suddenly stopped, and she smelled blood.

To earn the title of Butcher of the Icefields, Camilla has lost count of how many killings she has experienced. The smell of blood is a taste she is all too familiar with.

But from the Stranger who stood straight in place, she smelled something other than blood.

Not bothering to disperse the gathering onlookers, Camila strode up and walked towards the super-level adept standing in the corner, like a poor scarecrow.

The gray-white mutant tissue on the other party's face actually glowed a strange tender pink in the not strong sunlight, the color of a newborn baby's skin.

Camila stopped in front of her, her barely open eyes meeting the staring eyes of the other.

The bulging eyes of the other party were showing a strong emotion, so strong that Camilla actually felt irritated that she would punch the other person's head.

This emotion is not a sign of weakness, nor is it panic, but ...... Afraid!

Camila didn't think that just because of her own reproach, the dependents of the first heir to the Cardivan family, the twelve pairs of super-level abilities that had unlocked the genetic sequence, were so frightened!

If the other party is not frightened by himself, it should be the wilderness man who can still drag his opponent away after taking two punches from himself.

Camila strode over to the still lonely Rank Able-Being, and took a closer look.

Faces distorted with horror, mutated tissues of pink color, pale and chapped lips, and soft bodies like pillars stuck in the sand.

The Adept watched Camila approach, his lips quivering, as if to say something, but Camilla didn't hear the slightest sound. But from the shape of the other person's mouth, she understood what the stranger was trying to say.

"Please, kill ...... Finish...... I! ”

Camila pondered, and she circled around the other's body, but she didn't notice anything unusual.

"Is it ......?"

She suddenly reached out and grabbed the training clothes that were still a little wet behind the other party and tore them fiercely, and the other party's training clothes and the placket under the training clothes had been torn open.

A barely visible scar slashed from his left shoulder, along the folded skin of his back, diagonally across his erect waist, and down his right hip.

Camilla's pupils shrank, staring at the neat stitching threads on the knife marks, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She suddenly waved her hands, and in an instant, the entire body of the Stranger's clothes was torn apart.

The scars began on the Adept's chest, along the left shoulder, through the back and right hip, and again diagonally over the sole of the right foot. A thin wire had pierced into the heart of the supernatural, constantly forcing his failing heart, beating violently again and again, pressing the blood of the whole body to the endings of the blood vessels in his limbs.

At the end of his back spine, at the end of his spine, there is a hollow, thin transparent plastic tube inserted, which should be shaped like a straw for a drink in the training camp.

Drops of bright red blood were dripping from the tip of the straw, following the knife marks on the opponent's right leg and onto the sand under the heel of the right foot, absorbing the rough reddish-brown gravel.

The muscles of the parachute's limbs drooped slightly, and his body seemed to be extraordinarily soft, as if he could no longer gather even the slightest strength.

Cami stretched his hand and touched it, but he didn't feel the slightest toughness from the other party's muscles, presumably the ligaments of his limbs had already been severed.

Thin wires were inserted into the joints of his left leg, and a slender black steel bar was exposed at the heel of his left foot, one end of which had reached into his heel, and the other end was buried deep in the sand.

It was this steel bar, buried in the gravel, that allowed the Stranger to stand outside the tent all night!

The blood in his body had been flowing all night, almost dry, but there was not the slightest sign of clotting. But the peculiar smell of wire stuck in his heart still thrived in his heart, pressing the blood against the bleeding straw again and again until the last drop of blood in his body was drained.

And this super-level super-powerhouse, who was still conscious enough, just like that, felt his life, passing little by little, into the rough sand on the ground.

Camila pressed her collapsed nose close to the wire in the heart of the Adept. This is the smell of a blood clotting prevention reagent, a reagent from Heidi's hand.

"! All lunatics! ”

Camila, a black woman, let out a rare foul mouth and spat heavily into the gravel with sticky phlegm.

Deterrence, this is a blatant deterrence, an art of deterrence that belongs exclusively to Luo!

The new members of the inner training camp around them were silent, looking at this super-level super-ability who might be able to save a life if they were rescued in time. But his powers, including the basic functions of his body, had already flowed into the wilderness with his blood.

For this super-level super-powerhouse, who had lost his ability, his life had been ruthlessly wiped out the moment he was dragged into the darkness by Luo.

Didn't break the rules of Nirvana Town, because the other party was still alive. But being alive like this is far more effective in deterring others than a cold corpse.

Luo is using the body of this twelfth-order super-level ability to tell everyone in the training camp in Nirvana Town.

Don't mess with me, don't mess with that girl!

Lowe returns to the Cardivan family's research base and meets Heidi.

The second generation of the Devourer was transferred to Yi by Luo, which was originally given to Luo by Heidi, how to use Luo's freedom. But Lowe felt compelled to tell Heidi about the little surgery he had done in Nirvana.

He wasn't sure what Heine would have done to him after learning the whole thing, and he didn't know if it would affect Heidi. As for Yi, Luo felt that Yi should be safe during the freshness period of his deterrence works.

Heidi shrugged off Lowe's confession, and even told him that he should turn all the people who had gathered around him into beings like the super-level superpowers. Or choose a simpler way to kill all the people who participated in the trial.

Only by dying can all their coveting and desires be dispelled.

Luo was silent, he had decided not to offend the woman in front of him as much as possible in the future.

Lowe asked Heidi about another issue that he was very concerned about, the gold coins.

To be precise, how to earn enough coins.

Lowe hadn't forgotten that he still owed Steven a lot of gold.

Alik arguably belongs to Lowe, but Lowe considers Alik to be the property of all members of the Night Mercenary Squad. He felt that he should not, and that he had no right to reach out to Alik for money.

Yi wasn't a member of Night, and Lo wasn't going to let her join Night.

As for making money, Heidi's first thought was to sell Lowe's body data, and perhaps just 53 years of cell survival would cost those large and small research bases enough to spend decades in Nirvana.

But she didn't tell Lowe about the fastest way to make money.

"The Marquis of the Begu family has ordered a shipment of supplies to be transported to the Lost Trench, and you can join the escort and should be able to get a decent fee. Also, if you will bring me a gift for the Marquis, I promise that he will pay you a more generous honorarity. ”

Heidi was still busy with her head down, and did not look at Lo, who was standing on the sidelines.

Heidi's previous way of working was the same as she had seen before, she was supposed to look at the screen every ten seconds, but now she had been staring at the screen for a full minute.

Lowe felt that Heidi didn't have to keep staring at the screen that seemed to be constantly changing.

She seemed to be deliberately avoiding the possibility of making eye contact with herself.