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

Zuo Xiuyan's words were like thunder out of the blue.

Everyone felt as if they were poured with cold water. They felt cold all over and ran without thinking.

Although I didn't know what happened, seeing the tension on her face, who would dare not move?

The shouting of the crowd almost drowned out the "ding" sound of the elevator notification.

"Third... floor, arrived... there." The electronic announcement was intermittent and unclear amid the crackling sound of electricity.

"Hiss..." After the friction sound of the elevator door opening, it was followed by two heavy collision sounds.

"Boom, boom."

Suddenly, Zuo Xiuyan was shocked.

I can't move myself!

Not to mention the legs, other parts of the body were also frozen and even facial expressions were impossible.

All the other people I could see were also still, and each one looked like a real wax figure.

What was discordant was that there was a light grey shadow covering them.

The next moment, suddenly everyone rushed forward.

Seeing that it was about to hit the ground, Zuo Xiuyan immediately steadied himself.

But many people fell to the ground, failing to stop in time the inertia caused by their previous running. Some people bumped into the front and rolled together.

It can actually move?

Zuo Xiuyan hurriedly continued running and took the opportunity to turn his head and look behind him.

A bloated gray man was squeezing at the elevator door, his feet about to step out of the elevator, his hands clinging to both sides of the door, as if trying to pull himself out of the elevator.

And on its head, there are no other organs except the eyes.

Its eyes, full of whites, are particularly eye-catching, forming a sharp contrast with the dull gray color of its whole body, and they are staring straight ahead.

It's a line of sight triggered derivative!

No one has left the field at all!

Once again, the crowd was as still as wax figures.

"Boom, boom."

The bloated gray man moved his body left and right, then came out and took two steps forward, getting closer to the crowd.

The shadow that fell over everyone deepened once again.

Zuo Xiuyan felt a layer of cloth tightly bound around his body, tightening it fiercely.

After a few seconds, people felt control of their bodies returned to them.

Everyone continued to run while screaming in panic.

Zuo Xiuyan dodged to the empty room next to him to avoid the sight of the derivative.

By avoiding line of sight, you can generally avoid being harmed by skills.

The others reacted and followed suit, preparing to hide in the room closest to them.

But as the gray man's footsteps approached, Zuo Xiuyan found that the feeling of restraint on his body did not weaken, but worsened, and he even began to have difficulty breathing!

Oops.

It turned out that I was locked onto it the moment it saw me, and could not be eliminated afterwards.

Zuo Xiuyan analyzed rapidly in his mind.

What is the behavior pattern of this derivative?

As time goes by, the two sides take turns moving, like a turn-based system?

When people can move, it cannot move.

When it can move, people cannot move.

Importantly, it has far more time to act than people do.

The bloated gray man takes four seconds, while humans only take two seconds.

How much can you move in two seconds? Not to mention, it takes time for people to stabilize their bodies. And those who fell to the ground only stood up again at this time.

Even as the bloated gray man gets closer, the damage caused by the shadow will become more obvious.

There are still dozens of meters to the stairs. If we don’t get there in time, everyone will be killed!

Its ability completely restrained his own talent, and he could not eliminate the opponent's attack by the previous method.

My own abilities have become useless.

It was too late to escape.

There's no use hiding.

And there are more and more restrictions on physical movement.

It's a dead end.

Zuo Xiuyan had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

So, what are the things that can be used?

What? What else do I have?

Suddenly, Zuo Xiuyan looked up abruptly.

It’s not a dead end, there’s still a chance!

In the next round, she rushed out of the room and ran towards the derivative!

Seeing the woman walking against the flow, everyone tried to avoid her, looking surprised.

What is she going to do? Is she crazy?

At this time, the crowd closest to the derivative was at the back.

It’s Shen Zhi and Liu Changchang.

Originally the two were squeezed in the front because they were fighting for the elevator, but when the direction was reversed, they became the last ones.

Because they are closest to the Spawn, the ability has a greater effect on them, again making them move slower than the others.

After several rounds of running, Liu Changchang, who moved very little, almost collapsed, tears streaming down his face.

She looked at Shen Zhi, who was a little ahead of her.

As long as Shen Zhi uses his ability, he can escape!

Absolutely!

He is the Awakened One, and I am his girlfriend.

She reached out and grabbed Shen Zhi's clothes: "Save..."

Unexpectedly, the other party swung his arm violently.

Liu Changchang staggered and fell to the ground, hitting the wound on his back and screaming.

She looked at the culprit in horror and disbelief.

That was all I hoped for. I depended on this man with all my heart, just to be protected by him.

But he put himself to death first.

She couldn't move.

"Boom, boom."

As she lay there, all she saw was a bloated head drooping towards her, with the terrifying white of the eyes gradually approaching.

An inexplicable force squeezed her muscles and bones, almost squeezing out her internal organs.

She was speechless, and the scream in her heart was about to burst her body.

Do not!

The next second, a black shadow crashed into the gray man!

Liu Changchang was shocked to see a woman in a black windbreaker, with one arm hooked around the gray man's neck and the other hand holding a sharp piece of porcelain, stabbing it into the man's eyes with a "hiss" sound.

She suddenly felt that the pressure from the derivative body's skills was much lighter.

Zuo Xiuyan?

How did she get here...

2 seconds have passed and Zuo Xiuyan is unable to move.

The bloated gray man closed his right eye and trembled violently. As his body swayed, he suddenly grabbed Zuo Xiuyan with both hands.

He threw her to the ground.

"Oh!"

Just hearing the sound is extremely painful.

It raised one foot and stepped towards Zuo Xiuyan, but because four seconds had passed, it stopped in mid-air.

Zuo Xiuyan quickly rolled to the right twice. Liu Changchang also reacted and started running away.

The moment the bloated gray man resumed movement, the force that was originally intended to step down caused his heavy body to fall to the side and front.

"Bang!" The gray man fell to the ground and almost fell on Liu Changchang.

The gray man began to twist his body and tried to get up, but because his body was too bloated, he twisted several times before turning sideways.

This gave Zuo Xiuyan a great opportunity. She climbed up with great pain and started to approach again.

By the time the bloated gray man had exhausted great effort to sit up on the ground, Zuo Xiuyan had already arrived in front of it.

The gray man was nearly three meters tall, and when he sat down, he was slightly shorter than Zuo Xiuyan when he was standing.

Zuo Xiuyan held the porcelain shard high in both hands and poked it hard towards its eyes.

"Swish!" The gray man's left eye also broke.

It covered its eyes with its hands and dodged backwards, but its center of gravity caused it to fall backwards to the ground.

Zuo Xiuyan took a step forward, pressed on its neck, and continued to stab at its eyes.

As if sensing Zuo Xiuyan’s location, the gray man no longer covered his eyes with his hands and directly grabbed Zuo Xiuyan and threw him out.

"Bang!" Another muffled sound.

When it was Zuo Xiuyan's turn, she stood up with the help of the wall.

The bloated gray man could no longer see his prey and had no way of chasing it. He just lay there waving his arms around, as if trying to keep anyone from getting close.

Zuo Xiuyan walked around the distance where the gray man's arms were waving, and stood not far in front of the gray man's head, just standing there quietly, staring down at it.

The bloated gray man waved his arms for a while, and perhaps because he couldn't sense the enemy's movement, he slowly slowed down, and finally put his arms down completely, just lying on the ground with his whole body twitching violently.

Zuo Xiuyan came right in front of its head, lowered his altitude, and after another move, he stepped back.

This time the gray man reached forward and grabbed, but missed. Without the ability to see, and without physical contact, the accuracy of its position judgment was greatly reduced, resulting in various mistakes.

When it was the gray man's turn, she didn't move. When it was her turn, she continued to swing down.

The derivative's movements became slower and slower, and its arms seemed to become heavier and heavier, and it began to be unable to lift them.

Zuo Xiuyan knelt on one knee on the ground and stabbed it again and again in front of its head.

His face was extremely calm, but his actions revealed silent madness.

Zuo Xiuyan's hands had been cut by the edge of the porcelain pieces, and blood fell into the gray man's eyes and dripped onto his face.

This derivative has no blood, but the blood it has is more like that flowing from the Gray Man, staining its entire face.

Just like that, again and again.

Liu Changchang, who was closest to the scene, stared at the scene in a daze.

With each swing of the sword, she trembled. Every swing seemed to stab her heart.

The gray man's movements became quieter and quieter, and he raised his arm symbolically before dropping it to the ground.

Then only the fingers twitched slightly.

Until it doesn't move anymore.

Zuo Xiuyan did not stand up.

After waiting for a while, he raised his hand and stabbed the derivative three more times.

Then he slowly stood up and put the blood-stained porcelain piece into his windbreaker pocket.

Liu Changchang couldn't help but shrink her body. The black windbreaker and the blood still dripping from her hands made her feel colder than the derivative body itself.