The swordsman injected himself with the drug as well. Before long, he overtook Lucius and pulled one body length ahead.
Lucius was not alarmed at being surpassed. Instead, he let out a strange, eerie laugh.
"Kid, you've got guts. You actually dared to inject some unknown drug into your body!"
The swordsman turned his head and glanced at Lucius from the corner of his eye, wanting to hear what he had to say.
"Kid, back then, I spent a full thousand years searching for the most suitable combat stimulant. Only then did I find, from the Dark Eldar, a combat drug with the fewest side effects—one that almost never numbed the nerves after use."
The swordsman was already high. Foam spilled from his mouth as he roared furiously.
"Lucius! What are you trying to say?!"
"Hehehe, what I'm saying is, when it comes to drugs, I'm your ancestor!"
With that, Lucius blurred and appeared directly behind the swordsman.
The swordsman's mind went blank. He had no idea why Lucius had moved behind him.
The stimulant he had just taken had greatly boosted his physical abilities, but it had also left his mind muddled, incapable of deep thought.
He had even forgotten that the man running ahead of him was an exceptionally deadly marksman. All his attention was focused on Lucius.
Li Qinwu, who was running ahead, realized that the two men pursuing him were too fast and that he might not be able to escape. So he stopped running.
He suddenly pushed off with his foot, sending his body flying forward.
While airborne, however, he used Gravity Control to turn himself one hundred and eighty degrees, changing from facing away from the two men to facing them.
At the same time, his Boltgun had long since been switched to full-auto.