"Don't move." Xu Huo called out before the other man could flee. "Otherwise, the Space Power around us will turn you into a sieve in an instant."
The invisible man didn't move—not because he was heeding the warning, but because he could already feel something pressing against him. He could sense it was Space Power, but he couldn't budge it. He could even make out the vague shapes of spatial bodies within it... Those things were pointed at his vital spots like swords and blades!
"Not moving, not moving! I'm not moving!" the invisible man immediately said. "Brother, keep your hand steady. Don't let the Chaos Space around us throw you off!"
"Take off your Protective Suit," Xu Huo said from behind several District 001 Players. "I don't like talking to people I can't see."
"You sure hold others to a different standard." The camouflage on the invisible man began to fade from the top of his head, quickly revealing his face. He was a gaunt man who looked about fifty. Grinning, he craned his neck toward Xu Huo. "I can't see you either, you know."
Xu Huo moved his other hand. A Space Ray blade easily sliced off all the instruments and items hanging on the man, and he collected them in one smooth motion.
Picking out the instrument that detected Time Power, Xu Huo said to the District 001 Players, "They're using much more advanced equipment than you are. Looks like the Holy Sword Society has done pretty well at high-level Wormhole Points."
He tossed the instrument to the person behind him and asked the invisible man, "Are you with the Holy Sword Society?"
"Sure am." The skinny man kept grinning. "You're not from District 001, are you, brother? I heard that after their Super Player died, they