Of course not!

Su Qiu's will to survive has always been strong, and this time is certainly no exception. Killing a Sutton didn't help, there were at least a dozen people in the church, and the only Peperros, who was on Medirli's side, was stripped naked and hanged, as if he were a mermaid. Su didn't know what the blood pool was, but when he saw the blood pool for the first time, he instinctively feared it, and he was not willing to approach it for half a step at all.

There are still more than 8 hours before these people can empty the blood pool, and Su is only 7** kilometers away from the trial town, so it seems that there is plenty of time to rush back. However, with his current condition, he doesn't know if he can walk to Judgment Town, and even if he does, what can he do? Not to mention the Geller who has a brutal strength, even any arbitrator, I'm afraid it won't be the current soda.

The cold is constantly spreading from the inside of the body, and Sue needs water and nutrients to save the tissues inside the body that are going into patches. But in this place, where to find water and food?

Sue suddenly lay on Sutton's body, gulping down a little warm blood from his ** wound. The blood slid down Sue's throat with a strong odor, and soon after it reached the stomach, it was broken down and absorbed by the body tissues that were struggling on the verge of extinction. Under the shadow of death, the cells of various organs in Su's body have undergone a certain degree of alienation, and they have begun to act separately, competing for the nutrients needed to maintain survival. If it weren't for the sequences that seemed to have priority in these cells, the blood sucked might not have reached the stomach at all.

Although the rate of absorption and decomposition is several times that of usual, it is still far from enough to compensate for the dead cells in the body. But this at least slowed down the rate of deterioration of the injury. The slightly rejuvenated brain immediately calculated that if he wanted to completely stabilize the injury and restore his ability to move at the bottom, Sue would at least swallow Sutton's entire body. After all, Sue's speed of inhalation is limited, and the residual life force in Sutton's blood is losing at a faster rate, and it is impossible not to spend time and waste no time in the process of breaking down the blood. When the blood is emptied, you can still eat meat, but the efficiency is only a tenth of that of blood sucking.

Although he had to do this, there was still a faint trace of sadness in Su's heart. It is not uncommon among mutated creatures to suck blood and eat the bodies of humans and even other humanoids to repair wounds, and many living corpses have this ability, but they can't decompose and generate nutrients as fast as Sue.

But at this moment, Sue's mouth suddenly dried up. Sutton's body was close to a dried corpse, and there was no more blood to speak of.

What's going on? In Su's estimation, at least a few hundred milliliters of blood can be drunk!

He barely bothered to hold up his heavy body, looking at Sutton's shriveled body with some astonishment. The wounds crisscrossed Sutton's chest were as dry as wood. He lay in a pool of blood, less than a quarter of what Sue had sucked compared to the blood that flowed out of his body. Strangely, in temperatures below -40 degrees Celsius, the blood should have been frozen, but it was still flowing. Clumps of blood were wriggling around, as if preparing to leave Sutton's body.

Sue didn't notice this scene, his heart was full of anxiety and survival. Now even if he eats Sutton's body completely, he is not sure that he will survive, and it is impossible for him to run to Judgment Town, let alone save Medirri's body.

Wait a minute!

Su shuddered suddenly, and suddenly remembered a question.

Medirri's body? Why did they say Medirri's body, how could her body be soaked in that terrifying pool of blood. Could it be that Medirri has already **?!

There was a roar in Su's mind, it seemed that the whole world was collapsing and shattering, and an invisible pillar that had been supporting him for more than ten years was completely shattered at this moment!

Perhaps, even Su didn't know, and never understood, that little angelic beautiful girl turned out to be his spiritual pillar for many years.

Of course, it's just maybe, and it's not very likely.

Sue's right hand was clenched subconsciously, and the pale and slender five fingers were deeply grasped into Sutton's withered and hard body that was no different from wood.

At this moment, his body suddenly kept vibrating, and Sutton's blood, which was originally swimming around, seemed to sense some kind of mysterious calling, and it jumped up one by one and crashed towards Su Fei! These thick blood clumps seem to have a life of their own, and they don't live in Su's body, as long as they encounter a broken wound, they desperately drill into Su's body. At the terrifying wound on Su's back, dozens of blood clusters had accumulated, squirming and trying to get in!

Yes!!!

Su straightened up suddenly, and the irresistible pain caused his cry to spread far away in the silent night. Fortunately, the pain did not last long, and as soon as the blood mass poured into his body, it would completely dissipate and become a simple nutrient for the body to absorb. A large number of decellularized remains were piled up at the wound and sealed the wound.

After a moment of trembling, Su actually stood up!

The blood that flowed from Sutton's body would heed his instinctive call? And just in the final stage of the battle, Su clearly felt that he seemed to have sensed some areas in Sutton's body, and when this induction was established, Sutton's strength began to weaken rapidly, allowing Su to win the game in one fell swoop. Otherwise, the battle would have lasted for another 20 seconds, and Sue's injuries would have been about a hundred percent heavier than they are now. This injury should not be underestimated, it means that even if Sue swallows Sutton, he can only temporarily sustain his life, and he will not be able to move to Judgment Town at all. And without enough food and treatment for two days, Sue will likewise **.

Su moved his body slightly, feeling that his injuries had recovered a little, and even a little bit of his fighting ability. From the point of view of decomposing and transforming nutrients, the efficiency of those summoned blood is much higher than that of sucking, and many of the material components of Sutton's blood can be used by Sue and directly converted into his body tissues, which is the key to rapid recovery!

Sue looked at the small drop of blood on his hand that was still squirming for the wound, and gently placed it on the tip of his tongue. There was a coolness on the tip of the tongue, and after the drop of blood penetrated into the mucous membrane on the surface of the tongue, it immediately lost its vitality, turned into a simple nutrient, and was carried to all parts of the body by Su's own blood.

He had already made out that the blood tasted completely different from Sutton's, and it could be said that it had completely changed into a completely new life-like form. It occurred to him that when he joined the Dark Dragoon, he had heard Persephone mention the intruder, which seemed to be a strange cell that had appeared on his body. Could it be that Sutton's sudden weakness in his final days and the strange changes in his blood had something to do with the invaders?

However, Su didn't have time to think deeply about the intruder, and after he simply moved all the important parts of his body, he slowly ran towards the town of Judgment at a constant speed of more than ten kilometers. This speed is not fast, but it is the highest speed at which he can hold out to Judgment Town and still maintain a little bit of minimum combat power. With his current physical condition, he may be able to die with one or two arbitrators. After all, the invaders are not omnipotent, and most of the wounds in Su's body are just sealed.

After running a distance, Su turned back again, and after a slight hesitation, his right hand was deeply inserted into Sutton's chest, and when he slowly pulled it out, there was already a huge crystal in his hand. He continued to run towards Judgment Town.

Two kilometers from the town of Judgment, Su found an inconspicuous pile of rubble and took out a palm-sized bag from it. Inside the bag was a tiny transmitter, a shot of stimulant, and a vial of neurotoxin, which is highly toxic to most living things. Sue injected herself with stimulants, re-poisoned the shortblade, and then called the transmitter, calmly entered a message, and pressed the send button. The green dot on the transmitter flashed a few times, then turned red, and then dimmed. This means that the message has been successfully sent to Dragon City and will be picked up by the receiving device set up by Helen. Once this message is sent, the transmitter has run out of energy and has completed its mission.

At this point in time, even if Helen received the message and reacted immediately, it would take two hours to get to Judgment Town. By then, it was probably too late, and although it hadn't yet reached the twelve hours Sutton had said, Sue couldn't have waited until then. To send this message is just to tell Sù Helen and Persephone what happened here.

Ten minutes later, in the near-absolute darkness around Judgment Town, Sue's figure resurfaced.

He no longer has the combat power to kill the Arbitrator with one blow, and he has lost the ability to completely hide his breath, and he can't even make too violent and extreme movements, but with his memory of the terrain, his grasp of the environment, and his deep understanding of martial arts, Sue is still approaching the church.

He was slightly relieved that the light still glowed steadily and warmly through the crack in the chapel door, just like it had been before he fled. A glimmer of hope crept in Sue's heart, and perhaps, they hadn't gotten Medirli's body yet.

However, at this time, there seemed to be some difference between Judgment Town and the Judgment Town where he led Sudun, and now it was surprisingly quiet, quiet to the point of being no different from **. Originally, Su could occasionally detect the aura of one or two arbitrators wandering and patrolling the town, but now he didn't feel a little bit of life breath, only the church still had a vigorous breath of life, which was no different from the beginning.

In the chapel, Geller was anxiously walking around, looking at the pocket watch that Salle had left behind almost every minute. This vintage pocket watch wasn't just a timekeeping tool, it was a bomb so powerful that it could raze half a town.

He had been waiting here for nearly ten hours, but Sutton still didn't hear anything, as if he had disappeared into thin air. Didn't Lord Sutton say that he was just going to catch a mouse, why did it take so long? Not to mention a mouse, I'm afraid that it is enough to deduct a mouse from a radius of dozens of square kilometers. Geller had near-adoring faith in Sutton, who had been following him for more than a decade, and he didn't think anyone could be a rival to Lord Sutton, except for Mitheus and the few terror beings in the council.

**The most hated thing about the irritable Geller is waiting, but this time he actually waited for nearly ten hours! He barely remembered the importance of this mission, and even though Peperos was hanging next to him, he didn't go over to vent his anxiety. It was not a good idea to a woman at this time, even if he had multiple sixth-order and one seventh-order fighting domain abilities, he was not willing to lose a little more body at such an important moment.

He glanced at the four sorcerers kneeling by the pool of blood, their whole bodies trembling, the sound of incantations intermittent. The four of them had a bloated abdomen, like a pregnant woman about to give birth. However, the pool of blood was about to bottom out, and from Geller's point of view, through the rolling blood waves, a large square metal object could already be faintly seen, which looked like a coffin.

That demon king is really **? From the moment he saw the steel coffin, Gehrer couldn't resist thinking. As a member of the Inquisition, Geller's fear of Medirli had reached its peak, and although he had heard that under that terrifying armor was the face of the whole country, Geller could not think of her in the slightest. It's even better not to think about anything that has to do with her.

Wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead, Geller felt that every minute and every second became extremely tormented. In order to pass the time, he mentally repeated the main points of this mission over and over again: first, empty the pool of blood until Medirli's body was exposed; 2. No matter what state her body is in, it will be salvaged from the pool of blood; 3. Retreat; 4. Kill all the arbitrators involved in the action.

Now the coffin containing Medirri's body has appeared, but even if there is only a thin layer of blood plasma on it, Gehrer will not dare to jump into the pool of blood to salvage it. Soon after Sutton left, Geller was so provoked by Peperos' words that he almost went to the pool of blood to fish for something, maybe others would be afraid that the pool of blood would be poisonous, but he was definitely not afraid. His only seventh-order ability in the Fighting Domain is toxin immunity, of course, it is impossible to be immune to all poisons, but at least most of the known toxins are ineffective against Gehrer. Before jumping into the blood pool, he finally paid more attention to it, and tested the blood pool with an alloy thorn spear, and then saw the blood mist suddenly rise and wrap the alloy thorn spear tightly! And this spear, which was hard enough to pierce the armor of the tank, turned into a pile of ash powder and fell into a pool of blood in less than five seconds. After a while, a layer of metal powder floated on the surface of the blood pool, and it was smeared on the wall of the pool by a wriggling ** blood wave.

Geller's face was as white as paper, and no matter how arrogant he was, he would not think that his body was harder than an alloy spear. And judging from the speed at which the blood mist had just preded, if Geller was a little careless, he would probably end up with the same fate as the alloy thorn spear. Only four spell-like spell masters who were very unpopular in the spell-like domain from nowhere, and put on magic robes that could isolate the blood mist, could sit safely on the edge of the blood pool.

In fact, the power of the blood pool was already evident at the moment of the initial excavation, and the three arbitrators who excavated the blood pool had become part of the blood pool along with their tools. But at that time, the pool of blood seemed to be a little lazy, and its power was less than a tenth of what it is now, so it was no wonder that Gehrer looked down on it.

"Damn, why hasn't Lord Sutton come back yet?" Geller roared in his heart, helplessly spewing out a cloud of fiery white gas. Just as he turned to the first lap, he suddenly froze and looked at the prayer platform with a shocked expression.

On the prayer platform, I don't know when there was an old man, dressed in a black tuxedo, straight trousers, spotless leather shoes, and even every meticulously combed snow-white hair, all of which were incompatible with this dilapidated and gray, full of **, cold and damp atmosphere.

The old man leaned over slightly, looking into the pool of blood in distraction, but the four spell masters sitting next to him were completely oblivious to his existence. It's understandable to say that the sorcerers are so engrossed in wrestling with the intricate pools of blood that they don't pay any attention to their surroundings. But! In addition to the Spell Master, there are eight Arbitrators in the church! They were as if they were blind, and they did not react at all to the appearance of the old man!

Gehrer suddenly felt that he was the only one in the entire chapel who saw this old man!

There was no trace of any ability in this old man, who was too formally and neatly dressed, but Gehrer felt suffocated. He felt that there seemed to be some flowers in front of him, and there was always something wrong with the old man's figure. After a closer look, Gehrer realized that the old man's feet were actually less than a centimeter away from the ground, and he was simply suspended in mid-air.

The old man's levitation is not a big deal to be serious, there are multiple abilities in the spell-like domain that can achieve a short-term levitation effect. The other four ability domains also have more or less abilities that can make people float in the air. Even Geller himself can achieve a similar levitation effect in the event of a burst of ability.

There is no volcanic lava under his feet, why is this old man floating here, is he trying to bluff people? If it had been someone else, perhaps Geller would have thought so.

But even the old man's every move would make Gehrer's heart beat fast, even if it seemed to be an ordinary levitation. Of course, this bald strong man would not know that every minute and every second of the old man in front of him was hanging in the air like in front of him!

"You...... Who are you?! As soon as the words came out, Gehrer found that his voice had become dry and hoarse, unspeakable, and he had stammered. Even in the presence of Sutton or even Lord Mitheus, Geller had never lost his temper like this.

Hearing Gehrer's questioning, the old man didn't move at all, he still looked at the blood pool, and said lightly: "I've almost emptied the blood pool, good job!" ”

"Who the hell are you?" Gehrer shouted. The muscles on his body were raised, and the shiny bald head was even more fluttering green tendons, and in the blink of an eye, Gehrer had gathered all his strength and was ready to fight, and the initial fear had been thrown out of the clouds.

The thunderous roar of Geller shook the whole church, and the arbiters, who seemed to be sleepwalking, woke up and looked at the old man who seemed to appear in the sky in amazement!

The old man finally stood up straight, turned around, smiled meaningfully, and said, "Don't ask such useless questions. ”

Gehrer roared and jumped to his feet, and instead of attacking the old man, he pressed the button of the pocket watch that was always held in the palm of his hand, and threw the pocket watch into the pool of blood with all his strength!

Slowly and gracefully, the old man took out a snow-white square from the inner pocket of his jacket, put it on his hand, and then copied the pocket watch in his hand. The scarf naturally wraps the pocket watch completely.

A sinister smile crossed Geller's face, and he knew nothing more than the power of the watch. By the standards of the old era, this pocket watch, which is equivalent to 100 tons, could raze most of the town of Judgment, and at this distance, even if Geller was fully protected, he would be seriously injured, and if he was unlucky, he might even fall into an irreparable disability! That old guy actually dared to hold it in his hand?

The explosion occurred as Geller had expected.

The square scarf in the old man's hand swelled suddenly, and the volume expanded several times in an instant, stretching the old man's thin and powerful five fingers a little, and through the square scarf, you could even see the first burst of flames between red and blue and white!

However, the old man smiled and folded his five fingers, and actually held the swollen square scarf into a small ball!

The old man let go of his hand and shook the scarf, shaking off a wisp of smoke and a few pieces of ash.