Chương 1793: Lacking One

Ludus was very cooperative, standing there without moving a muscle.

He had no idea how the infiltrator snuck into his place but the technique used was out of his understanding. 

Among all those that he knew, there was only one person who could pull this off.

Of course, his temporary stagnant state didn't mean he would really play along with the infiltrator, he only submitted on the surface. Deep down inside, inhuman powers started to accumulate. 

It was very subtle, normal people could never sense it. Not even a Demon Hunter could easily sense it, unless the Demon Hunter had a natural gift in tracking.

However, based on what Ludus knew, the famous Tracker of the Demon Hunter was as good as dead. In short, he had no worries.

Freed from his worries, he could boldly teach this bastard who thought he had control over the situation a lesson, presenting him a graveless death.