Quentin's extraordinary ability to dodge was very tricky, and he easily dodged the small pieces of iron products that were shot at him first.
But that's exactly what Lynn was aiming for.
Use insignificant fragments to paralyze Quentin, and then use other nails that are a real threat to hit him with all his strength.
"You're cheating on me!" Seeing another iron product coming towards him, Quentin realized that Linn gave up on manipulating three coins just to create the illusion that his ability was limited.
"Ha." Lin En, who was injured in many places and frowned in pain, sneered.
Quentin is good at evading.
It's difficult to kill him with one, two, or three iron objects.
What if the controllable iron products form a large net? This is not a question of whether to hide or not.
No matter how agile you are, you still have to be covered and struck.
Unless his [dodge] is very 'intelligent' and can help him 'calculate' in an instant how to take the least damage when he cannot dodge completely.
"puff!"
As Quentin retreated, he was inevitably driven into the abdomen by an iron nail.
"Uh!" Quentin fell to the ground and covered the wound with his hand. His other hand pushed outward crazily, creating dense air blades to prevent Linn from taking the opportunity to approach.
"See you again." Lin En had no intention of getting close.
The iron nail still left in Quentin's abdomen began to spin around in his body, destroying his organs from the inside.
Linn didn't believe that Quentin could defend himself like this.
"Uh-huh!!" Quentin stopped making the air blade and rolled on the ground with his hands covering his stomach.
Win?
All the organs were destroyed, let alone the level of medical treatment in another world. Even if it was placed in Lin En's original world, there would be no way to save it.
Death is basically just a matter of time.
But Linn still hesitated.
This was his first time fighting against someone of his own kind, and he was a cleaner more senior than himself.
In particular, he and Reiner had previously estimated that Quentin should have participated in four or five [Transcendent] level cleanup missions, with accumulated points of four to five thousand, and an ability that could be obtained for free after promotion.
At present, Quentin's [Dodge] and [Air Blade] are outstanding, but they are only worth 3,500 points at most.
He should still have some remaining cards.
"Huh...huh..."
really.
Quentin did not gradually lose his voice and die as Linn expected.
His breathing became more rapid, and after reaching a peak, he suddenly calmed down.
After that, he stood up again, his eyes turned blood red, and he rushed toward Lin En.
What's going on?!
Your internal organs have been destroyed, but you can still stand up and fight?!
While Lin En was surprised, he reassembled several iron nails to face Quentin.
"puff."
"puff."
"puff."
This time, in order to catch Lin En, Quentin did not use his [dodge] ability and caught several iron nails head-on.
A bit weird!
Even though his internal organs were severely damaged, he could still get up, and even after being hit by several iron nails, his face remained unchanged...
This is probably Quentin's trump card. It may be used to suppress the pain and make one last move.
For the first time, Linn felt that he had too few attack methods.
Apart from manipulating iron nails and some small iron products, there is no way to compete with Quentin. And now that Quentin ignores the pain, even his telekinesis has become extremely useless.
The only thing worth celebrating is.
Quentin probably thought that no matter what happened, they could both die together.
And Lin En can use [Space Mark] to leave at any time.
"I wish you good luck." The iron nails were useless, and the distance between the two sides had been shortened to three or four meters in a moment. Lin En gave up fighting with Quentin and decided to move now.
He believed that Quentin's ability would not last long.
When the ability fails, it is the time of death.
By then the purpose will be achieved.
If Quentin was the [Divine Enlightenment], Lin En would not have such thoughts.
[The Divine Enlightenment] is at an advanced stage that is not well known, and it is not surprising that he has the ability to repair physical injuries.
But Quentin, with his current qualifications, after redeeming [Dodge], [Air Blade], and [Senseless], he would never have enough points to exchange for the ability to repair such a serious injury.
"Die!" Quentin flew in front of Lin En, trying to grab Lin En's clothes to prevent him from escaping, and then used his other hand to create an air blade to cut his throat.
However, his hand came up empty.
Lin En actually disappeared under his gaze.
Is it teleportation?
impossible!
When dodging his own [Air Blade], Linn showed off his speed ability.
It's pretty fast, but it's still far from disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Is it possible that this is the opponent's second ability related to speed?
How could anyone be so stupid as to redeem two speed-related abilities? They have too many points and are idle?
"Cough!" Quentin coughed up a pool of blood and looked around reluctantly, "Come out, come out! Come out!!"
No one responded to him.
Quentin, who clearly felt his injury, knelt on one knee and supported the ground with his hands: "Huh...huh..."
"Quentin! Quentin! Are you okay?!" Clifford heard that there was no movement outside, and then he rushed out of the living room with three other extraordinary people. "I was just trying to help you, but I didn't know
What ability did Linn use to make me unable to move!"
"Ha...ahem!" Quentin knew that he was not going to die soon, "You...you are lying to me..."
"How could I...you misunderstood me. Hold on, we will take you to the hospital right now!" Clifford pretended to step forward to help Quentin.
Deeply aware of how selfish these companions who usually drank and ate meat together were, Quentin felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
Just die like that?
My beautiful life has not officially begun yet...
"Cough!" The moment he was lifted up by Clifford, Quentin's expression changed drastically and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Quentin! Are you okay?! Hold on!" Clifford helped Quentin onto the back of the bald transcendent Derrick, "Dewen! Go and drive!"
The extraordinary person named Dewen left quickly.
"Colliford..." Quentin's [Insensibility] began to fail, and he felt his eyelids becoming heavy.
"Stop talking nonsense, hold on!" Clifford and everyone else looked concerned.
If Quentin hadn't seen the four of them standing in the living room indifferently, not daring to get involved easily and affect himself, he might really be moved and feel lucky that he has met a group of trustworthy companions.
Just now...
"Don't even think about a good life..." Quentin weakly raised an arm and pushed into the air on Clifford's side.
——
Tswold City, Knoll Apartments, in a room on the second floor
"thump!"
Lin En appeared out of thin air and fell from a height of about half a meter from the ground.
"call!"
He breathed a long sigh of relief and held on to the desk next to him to steady himself.
Coming back now?
Looking around, there is no problem, this is really the room I rented in Noel Apartments!
[Space Mark] is really perverted.
If I could exchange points for similar abilities from the curator, I'm afraid it would cost me four or five thousand.
After all, this trick is perfect for saving lives.
The only regret is that Linn has not had time to go to the imperial capital Lezein to place another [Seal], and now it will take another day or so to teleport back to Tswold City.
The time used to prepare for the next task has been shortened again.
But this is not the most important thing to consider now.
The first priority is to treat the wound.
The air blade is a bit like a knife and a bit like a whip.
After being swept away, the skin and flesh on his body were immediately torn.
Lin En was now hit once on his back, arms, and waist. The arms and waist were relatively light, and they were just rubbed, while the back was hit hard.
He couldn't see it, but he could feel that the clothes behind him were soaked with blood.
It must be dealt with quickly.
Otherwise, in the current world environment, the risk of wound infection and death is very high!
"throat."
Pushing the door open, Linn entered the corridor, intending to go to the landlord, Old Noel, and ask him to call a doctor or send him to the hospital.
But initially there was nothing wrong with his body, and the pain was not even very strong. After he took two steps in the corridor, the pain suddenly doubled, his body began to become weak, and he broke out in cold sweats.
"thump."
He collapsed to the ground holding on to the wall, and could only solve his predicament by shouting: "Mr. Noel! Mr. Noel!"
It was already the early morning of January 14th, and all the tenants were asleep.
Linn's shouts were particularly harsh in the empty corridor.
Not long after, a nearby tenant opened the door, rubbed his groggy eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "Who is it, late at night—Mr. Lin En?! What's wrong with you?!"
Fortunately, this tenant knew Lynn and had a few chats in the apartment's common dining room.
"Please help me find Mr. Noel." Linn was helped up by the tenant who reacted.
"What did you do? Come on up, we have to go downstairs first!" The enthusiastic tenant picked up Lin En and took him to the first floor. At the same time, he called the landlord Noel in a more powerful voice for him, "Noel
Sir! Mr. Noel! Get up!"
"What's going on?" Old Noel, the landlord who was taking a nap on duty at the door of the apartment, looked towards the stairs, "Oh my god, what's going on?!"
"I don't know. I was sleeping when I suddenly heard Mr. Lin calling you in the corridor. As soon as I went out, I saw him like this." The tenant explained.
"Lynn?!" The landlord, Old Noel, took a closer look and was shocked, "You, didn't you leave the day before yesterday? When did you come back, and what happened to this injury?!"
Lin En became more and more exhausted and grimaced in pain. She really had no time to explain the reason to Old Noel: "I will explain to you later...Trouble, please send me to the hospital first..."
"Okay, okay. There are no public carriages at this time. I'm going to borrow a car. Just wait!" The landlord, Old Noel, hurriedly left the apartment with small steps.
"Lynn?! This is Linn?! What happened?! Oh my God, my child..." Mrs. Ersa heard the noise and went out in her pajamas. When she saw Linn's face turned pale and his body was contaminated,
There was a lot of blood, and he quickly came over to help with simple processing.
Four or five minutes later, a car drove up to the door of the apartment.
Car lights illuminated the apartment hall brightly.
"Quick! Help Linn up!" The panting old Noel got out of the passenger seat, helped Linn to the back seat together with the driver and the tenant, and then took him straight to the nearest hospital.