Number 17 didn't understand, how had the situation reversed so suddenly?
He hadn't even reacted when he lost control of his body, his mind a mess, as the terrifying dark red Blood Shadow, like a ghostly beast craving flesh, almost devoured his soul.
"Number 11... how could he be so powerful?! And Mu Qingtong is Second Order?!" In the despair of near death, he felt his mindset shatter.
Because he could distinctly feel it.
Both Number 11 and Mu Qingtong's spiritual pressure were of the Second Order, they could have killed him outright in fair combat, yet they still chose such a treacherous combined tactic, earlier pretending to be weak...
These two old schemers! Old schemers...
His gradually freezing thoughts were filled only with boundless resentment and regret, his pupils slowly dulling, as he continually muttered the words "old schemer."
"What are 'Life Points'?" Mu Qingtong felt that Xia Feng's earlier words were strange.