Then kill them quickly.

Before Xie Xuan could finish the second half of her sentence, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if it was being crushed by an invisible hand.

"Ahem." She looked at Song Zhixian in disbelief, but the other party looked at her coldly, then retracted his gaze and walked towards Xie Xuan opposite.

Xie Xuan's heart recovered as normal under the effect of her supernatural power, but the severe pain that did not disappear in time made her eyes go black for a while.

The scene in front of me was blurry, as if it had lost focus.

Xie Xuan closed her eyes tightly, and when she opened them again, she was facing a wall again.

She held a dagger in her hand, Song Zhixian stood beside her, and the fire behind her had not yet completely extinguished.

"Song Zhixian?" Xie Xuan said hesitantly, "Are we stuck in a cycle again?"

Song Zhixian frowned. "Loop? What do you mean? Did you feel anything just now?"

Xie Xuan felt the connection between herself and Song Zhixian. It still existed, but seemed to have become a little weaker.

Her special ability disappeared again, not only because she was fatally injured and needed to repair the injury, but also because of the impostor just now.

If this cycle continues a few more times, she will really be taken over by someone else.

"Just now, your clone and I appeared. My shadow was under her feet. You killed me and went to her." Xie Xuan said.

Song Zhixian looked like he couldn't believe that he would do this. He frowned and said, "Just kill them all, right?"

Xie Xuan nodded, and the next second she heard her own voice coming from the side.

"You..." Her voice stopped abruptly before she could finish her words.

It was obvious that Mr. Song Zhi was ruthless and crushed their hearts without saying a word.

It was only then that Xie Xuan realized that there was one more person than before. Two identical Song Zhixians were standing next to the counterfeit.

Because Song Zhixian did not play by the rules, the "Song Zhixian" on both sides of the counterfeit party had begun to turn into black ashes and began to dissipate.

But Xie Xuan in the middle still stood firmly in place.

Xie Xuan couldn't see her expression in the darkness, but he could see her raise her hand and gently make a sweet gesture.

Xie Xuan could feel the supernatural power in her body moving, but only a basic supernatural power was left, probably because it still remembered who its owner was and was not taken away.

But suddenly a coughing sound came from beside her.

"Bang—" Song Zhixian, who was standing next to Xie Xuan, fell down.

The counterfeit didn't take away her supernatural powers, but he took away Song Zhixian's supernatural powers.

Xie Xuan was stunned for a moment before reacting.

Song Zhixian is dead?

She bent down to see what was happening to Song Zhixian, but the impostor walked up to her first and kicked her against the wall behind her.

Her chest hurt a lot, probably because she had broken a few ribs, but because she had very little superpower left, her body's regeneration speed had slowed down a lot.

The severe pain made Xie Xuan even more irritable. She didn't believe that Song Zhixian was dead.

But the counterfeit seemed to know what Xie Xuan was thinking. He grabbed Song Zhixian by the scruff of the neck and lifted him in front of Xie Xuan.

The light on the helmet became very useful when the distance was very close, and Xie Xuan had to face this pale and bloodless face.

There was blood on Song Zhixian's lips, which was still slowly flowing down, but his eyes were tightly closed, as if they would never open again.

"You've killed another person." The impostor murmured in front of Xie Xuan like a devil.

Xie Xuan's breathing almost stopped, and her heart was beating very fast, but the faster it beat, the more painful the wounds on her body became.

There was no thought in her mind, only these nightmarish words lingered.

She killed another person.

No, that's not it. Xie Xuan raised her hand and stabbed the counterfeit with the dagger in her hand.

But the counterfeit directly pushed Song Zhixian's body forward, and the sharp dagger pierced through the helmet and went into Song Zhixian's head.

The blood that had not yet coagulated slowly flowed out from the wound, looking particularly glaring on Song Zhixian's pale skin.

Xie Xuan's hands were shaking violently, and her anger and despair made her shiver all over.

"You killed him again." The counterfeit threw Song Zhixian's body aside as if it were garbage.

Xie Xuan couldn't even hold the dagger, so the dagger remained on Song Zhixian's head and was thrown aside.

The counterfeit stepped on Xie Xuan's hand and pressed hard, and Xie Xuan seemed to hear the sound of her own bones breaking.

But the pain in his arm seemed insignificant at this moment. Song Zhixian was truly dead.

Xie Xuan's heartbeat was as loud as knocking on her eardrums. She felt all the blood in her body flowing rapidly, making a "bang, bang, bang" sound as her heart beat rapidly.

She felt hot and cold at the same time, the pain in her body had dulled, and her very existence began to diminish.

Xie Xuan raised her head and saw a shoe stepping on her helmet.

"You're a monster," the imposter said. "Just die."

The helmet began to shatter. Xie Xuan heard a subtle cracking sound, but her mind went blank and she couldn't think of anything.

She's a monster. No doubt about it.

The helmet completely shattered, and when the broken fragments fell down, Xie Xuan subconsciously closed his eyes.

She closed her eyes, and the world suddenly changed from night to day.

She seemed to have fallen into a pure white abyss. Her body was as light as a feather, slowly spinning and falling in the windless environment.

There was only white around her, and she could no longer feel cold or heat, no pain, and no sense of existence.

She couldn't even feel any emotions. No joy, no anger.

Xie Xuan felt that she was just like her surroundings, blank.

She's a monster. Yes, but does that matter? No.

She killed her teammates. Yes, but does it matter? Not really.

Xie Xuan fell for a long time in this white space that seemed to stretch endlessly. All emotions, both positive and negative, were stripped away bit by bit during the fall.

Until finally, there was only one thought left in her mind.

Her name is Xie Xuan. She wants to save the world.

Xie Xuan opened her eyes, the pure white had completely faded away, and darkness returned to the scene before her.

She felt her body become heavier and the pain was rapidly subsiding, somewhat similar to her previous regenerative ability, but also subtly different.

Xie Xuan hadn't figured out what had just happened until a bit of white mycelium suddenly appeared in front of her.