683: Chapter 673: Tings Hound 683: Chapter 673: Tings Hound Boyeve discovered that the space around him had fallen into a strange state of stasis, where everything, except for the monster, had stopped moving.
In order to prevent himself from being killed by that bizarre creature, Boyeve exerted all his strength to activate his powers and even tried to burst forth with his qi to call for help.
But even the circulation of his qi had slowed to an infuriating crawl.
It was then that Boyeve realized that what was affected was the ti around him, and that monster could move normally in this slowly flowing ti!
Although he couldn’t release his qi, at least maintaining its emission could slow down the speed at which that monster approached him, so Boyeve never stopped trying.
Taking advantage of this brief mont when the monster couldn’t get close, Boyeve engaged in rapid thought…
thinking…
“I should have read more books normally.”
After pondering for a long ti, Boyeve ca to this conclusion: he was always the type who acted without thinking, and suddenly being forced to think was undoubtedly difficult for him.
In the end, he was still approached by the monster, and watched helplessly as its hollow mouthparts pierced slowly into his muscle.
Boyeve imdiately felt an indescribable sense of fatigue, as if sothing was draining from his body.
Only when he saw his arm’s skin gradually losing its luster and his muscles starting to atrophy did he understand what was draining out of him…
it was ti!
He was aging!
And this aging process was rapid; he couldn’t stop it at all!
The pri of his life that he should have been thoroughly enjoying was vanishing swiftly, every second he lost a year of life!
Boyeve completely fell into despair, but at that mont, he heard orderly footsteps.
With a struggle, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that these footsteps ca from one bread person after another!
These giant slices of bread all leapt up high, surrounding him, and blocking out the sunlight.
Strangely enough, after these bread slices enveloped the nearby area, the pressure on Boyeve’s body suddenly lessened, and his rate of aging slowed down by hundreds to thousands of tis.
Moreover, he could now emit his qi!
Along with his qi being released, the strange monster’s qi was also discharged because their bodies were connected.
Thus, Wen Wen and the others who were far away on the other side of the city could sense that bizarre qi.
Two minutes later, Boyeve regained so ability to move and then, with all the strength in his body, he punched the peculiar head of the creature.
After being punched, the monster let out a faint wail and then disappeared into the air.
Once the monster vanished, the bread slices lifted the blockade, marching away with orderly steps, leaving the scene.
Boyeve finally escaped the crisis and let out a long breath.
As he turned around, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a white chef’s outfit standing behind him.
“Thank you.”
After speaking, Boyeve felt a wave of emptiness inside him and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
At that mont, Boyeve had already turned completely grey-haired!
The man dressed in chef’s garb let out a long sigh, he was none other than Old Tings from the Dark Kitchen!
Previously, when Wen Wen was taken away by the vampires, despite knowing Wen Wen’s strength, Old Tings still wanted to go out and check on him.
However, on the way, a Bread Person who had been tailing them spotted Stein.
So he hurried over here and just managed to save Boyeve.
As he was about to step forward to check on Boyeve, he saw a huge bear charging towards him, and atop the bear, a slightly bald man was glaring fiercely at Old Tings, as if he could tear Old Tings apart at any mont.
Old Tings, upon seeing the man, shuddered instinctively and raised his hands.
Uh…
he wasn’t admitting defeat, this was a military salute from a certain region.
…
Twenty minutes later, in a classroom of a nearby school, Old Tings was tied up and hung in front of the lecture podium.
In the first row of the classroom sat seven True Order Psychics, and behind them, more than thirty High Order Demon Hunters.
Now, they were gathered to interrogate Old Tings.
An Upper Sequence Superpower User from another district had suddenly aged from a middle-aged man to an old man while in the Golden Eagle District.
If this incident wasn’t investigated thoroughly, it could likely cause friction between the Hunter Associations of the two districts.
There was also that strange qi emanating earlier, which was enough to attract the attention of all the superpower users present.
At the site where Boyeve was found, there were no signs of battle, which ant Boyeve had no capacity to resist throughout the whole incident, a fact that undeniably made everyone present feel a hint of crisis.
And the appearance of Old Tings at the scene was the best breakthrough for explaining everything, hence the interrogation.
“Speak, how did my brother turn out like this,” asked Chaikov, a True Order Psychic from the Polar Bear District, suppressing his anger.
He had never expected that less than two hours after parting with his brother, his brother would transform into soone looking like his grandfather.
How was he supposed to explain this to his parents and grandparents when he got ho?
Go to the Golden Eagle District and bring back a clone of grandpa?
Old Tings said very innocently, “This has really nothing to do with , I even saved him.
The one who hard Mr.
Boyeve was a creature called ‘Tings Hound’…”
“If I rember correctly, your na is Tings, right…” Wen Wen interjected from the back row.
The classroom fell into silence, and all eyes on Old Tings turned unfriendly.
Your na is Tings, and the monster that hurt Boyeve is called a Tings Hound, yet it has nothing to do with you?
Old Tings chuckled bitterly and said, “The reason that creature is called a Tings Hound is because my nasake ancestor was the first to discover this type of monster, and he nad them Tings Hounds.”
“They don’t belong to our family, or even to this reality or the Inner World.
The na is just for convenience, it has no aning for them.”
George Qiao Ai’er asked, “Not belonging to this reality, nor to the Inner World…
Where do they belong then, and what kind of monsters are they exactly?”
Monsters that suddenly appear and suck away all ti have already happened several tis in Nim City, and even more often according to the archives of the Golden Eagle District.
Yet, even when the local Demon Hunters were frantically searching, they couldn’t find a single clue.
They didn’t expect to encounter soone who knew about them today.
Old Tings coughed lightly and said, “Regarding these Tings Hounds, it’s a long story, but I’ll keep it simple.”
“First of all, the appearance of these monsters, I can’t describe exactly what they look like either, because every single one of them is different, and even the sa hound can appear differently at different tis.
The only constants are their emaciated bodies and the hollow straw-like mouths that can suck out life.”
“As for why they are called hounds, it’s because of their habits.
Anyone who sees these creatures in the ti gaps will be relentlessly hunted down by them to death.”
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