She has hundreds of thousands of supernatural powers, but she always says she is weak.

When the purple mist filled the air, Zuo Xiuyan felt her body lighten. Meng Xiyue and the enemies instantly distanced themselves from each other. The bright light in front of her was so dazzling that she subconsciously closed her eyes.

Zuo Xiuyan had not expected that the enemy's origin could summon a domain.

This made her think of various things that happened before, and she instantly realized that the lock-opening company had several directions for using the origin.

There is a way to inject the original power into a venue so that the corresponding real door opener can form a field at a fixed location.

And burying the origin in the human body allows low-level awakeners or ordinary people to summon the domain.

Or split the origin into several points to absorb emotional energy.

There's also the ability to fuse the power of a domain into the source, and then throw it out like a bomb at some point, like right now, even though I was the one who detonated it...

Originally, I just wanted to destroy the enemy's valuables, but now this situation is also a good thing.

The props that the enemy will use in the future have been used in advance, avoiding large-scale casualties in the future.

Now that the origin has been dispersed, the other party has no way to restore it, but I have a way to absorb it.

When Zuo Xiuyan opened her eyes, she was already standing on the ground. The chest monster and the enemy in front of her had disappeared, and there was not even a building.

Maybe I am still staying in the same place, but I have come to another space.

The place was all white, with no end in sight, no obstructions or objects, and a terrifying emptiness. Furthermore, she couldn't hear a single sound, as if she was the only one in the world.

She quickly used her mental and emotional perception skills to explore her surroundings. The mental thread did not detect any movement, and her skills allowed her to see a purple energy envelope, flat and smooth.

She didn't notice anything wrong, but she still used her skills.

To be cautious, she did not move, nor did she absorb it directly, for fear that the field would undergo unpredictable changes and monsters or traps would appear.

I counted the seconds in my mind and waited, one second... ten seconds... thirty seconds... until one minute, but nothing changed.

It was obvious that staying here was of no use. Zuo Xiuyan prepared to leave here, paying close attention to his surroundings to prevent the environment from changing due to movement, or even fatal attacks.

She slowly raised her left hand. The movement of her arm would not affect her running. Even though her left hand was seriously injured, she still had her right hand, which she was good at.

It's still safe to lift it horizontally. Maybe it won't be triggered because of the slowness. Then go faster. She swung her left hand back suddenly.

Safety.

Could it be that the body hadn't left? Zuo Xiuyan cautiously stepped forward with his left leg... No problem.

Then continue, right leg, the body has completely left the standing position, still nothing happens.

She then looked down at herself. Her body had not changed and was still normal. She was still wearing her informal combat uniform and nothing was missing.

"What's your name?" a voice suddenly sounded.

Zuo Xiuyan paused. "My name?" Three words flashed through her mind for a moment, but she quickly dismissed them. She shouldn't think about it. She couldn't reveal any of her information. She didn't know if someone would steal her ideas.

The first thing that came to her mind was a Word Master, but she quickly dismissed the idea. If the other party spoke, they would likely use affirmative sentences rather than questions, or directly attack.

So Zuo Xiuyan began to consider others, trying to judge who the voice belonged to. After looking back, he found that there was no one he knew, nor did he have any impression of having heard the voice before.

The most likely possibility is that it belongs to the field.

So it is best not to tell the truth, but before you understand the rules, telling lies may make the situation worse, and not answering may also cause serious consequences.

She pondered the strangeness of the sound: how could it be possible for clarity and fuzziness to coexist in two states? For example, a fuzzy, intermittent electric current signal could only be clear when it was clear and fuzzy when it was fuzzy.

Zuo Xiuyan replayed the sound in his mind and found that it was clear when he heard it, but became fuzzy in his mind.

She was slightly startled. Was there something wrong with my body? Or was it just the influence of some rules of the domain?

Obviously, this little information alone is not enough to tell us anything.

Zuo Xiuyan thought again and wondered why he had to give an answer.

Answers that are relatively deterministic in a field will trigger corresponding consequences. Before knowing the correct option, choosing to avoid the topic is actually the least severe of these consequences.

"If you would tell me your name first, I would consider telling you."'

After he finished speaking, there was no further reaction. Zuo Xiuyan felt a little relieved. He had bet right. It wasn't the best, but as long as there was no crisis now, it was fine.

Zuo Xiuyan continued to move forward slowly and cautiously.

There are no landmarks here, and it's easy to lose your way.

If a person has no reference and calibration, and the difference between his two legs is too great, his direction will deviate. The more he walks, the more it forms an arc, and he will eventually circle back to where he started.

She pulled a handful of bullets from her waist pocket and dropped one at her feet. She placed the spiritual thread horizontally where the bullets would be, then connected it to herself vertically through the middle of the horizontal thread.

In this way, there are coordinates and indicators in both physical and spiritual aspects.

He threw one at a certain distance. Although nothing had happened yet, Zuo Xiuyan still didn't relax, and even became more nervous.

If a person knows there will be a danger, but does not know what kind of danger it is or when it will come, then he will be anxious every moment of safety.

Zuo Xiuyan began to feel dizzy, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her steps slowed down and she staggered. Her heart ached and she felt like something was disappearing.

She checked her body and found no changes.

The heavy feeling made her pause suddenly, and then she raised her hand.

Zuo Xiuyan quickly pressed down her arm to seize control, but it was ineffective. She activated the skill of "emotional control". If there was any mental power attached to her, she could use this skill to resist or dissipate part of it.

I opened the maximum range but didn't feel anything, but my hand didn't move.

She quickly retracted her finger, but words appeared where her fingertips had just been.

They are twisted and distorted, some are no longer in the same row, like random black graffiti.

Yes, Zuo Xiuyan, how can you, Zuo Xiuyan, do it, you, it is, not, Zuo Xiuyan, it is, you, but.

Among the black characters, the name Zuo Xiuyan is blood-red, and it is the only connected character, making it particularly conspicuous.

It seemed as if someone was constantly calling out: Zuo Xiuyan, Zuo Xiuyan, Zuo Xiuyan...

It's like carving this on the wall.

Then the three characters of the name flowed down as if the paint melted, becoming irregular and sticky together, blurring.

It was the first time that Zuo Xiuyan saw her own name so many times, and she suddenly felt disgusted and wanted to erase them. She endured the discomfort and quickly pieced together the words to see if they had any meaning.

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