Shekh turned his head very slowly. The wound healing did not mean that he was not injured. The first page of the memory of the snake molt was the dark underground, where Shi Jinzhe had no good flesh left on his body.
Like an alien creature living in a long-abandoned tunnel in a horror movie, its pierced eye sockets were filled with rotting flesh, crimson and festering, flowing with blood that gushed down its cheeks, which were crisscrossed with wounds from thorns. Its muddy hair was a messy tangle, covering half of its face, and blood and dirt stuck together to its neck, making it unrecognizable as human.
After deliberately ignoring life, he seemed to suddenly become thin and frail, walking with a hunched back, with vertebrae protruding from his tattered clothes, a thin layer of skin covering the bones, and below, hidden red lines pulsating, silently invading his body.
In fact, he had already been taken over; he had lost control of his hands, feet, and legs, and his body was no longer his own.
Shekh couldn't blink.
The figure of someone who had lost an arm and struggled to get up in the mud, only to fail and fall down again and again, was overlapping with the person in front of him.
He was wearing clothes different from what he remembered. He had abandoned the tattered clothes on the way, and the ones he was wearing were not too damaged, just a little dirty.
The wound could be hidden under his clothes; he could simply say he had bled a little and get away with it.
A tree withers in the cold winter, but it can sprout again as long as it survives. She knew this process would not be easy, but she never thought that a single fallen leaf could crush a person.
Even without falling leaves, the mere thought of this tree becoming desolate is enough to bring tears to my eyes.
Shekh raised his hand and stretched it out towards Shi Jinzhe.
Her hands were icy cold; her fingertips slid across his face, caressing the pain that most people could hardly bear.
Shi Jinzhe approached her and helped Shehe to stand firm.
When lovers are heartbroken, their pain is shared. He couldn't bear Sheikh's deeply apologetic gaze, so he took her hand and changed the subject.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
They have more important things to do; they'll discuss the serious matters after they've dealt with the injury.
Shi Jinzhe embellished the road and said to Shehe, "I was injured on the way here, but my desire to see you has never been troubled. Moreover, I received a gift from you, a most precious gift, and now I want to give it back to you."
"You yourself?"
"Okay, I am the most precious."
After agreeing, he pressed his forehead against Shekh's and their eyes met.
"I give you an undefined soul, a clear and independent personality. I wish you to always be free, not bound by anyone. You have the ability to love and be loved. Finally, I want to offer you all my love and soul, and you have the right to refuse."
"I won't refuse." Shekh shook his head, answering without hesitation.
The [blessing] took effect instantly, its powerful influence acting upon Shekh, who sensed something leaving her body.
It was consciousness that was separating. The system monitoring her was driven away by the independent personality buff granted by Shi Jinzhe. The divine skeleton, which had not yet been fully recovered, reconnected, and the purification began again. Shekh officially returned to her most complete state.
Shi Jinzhe was unable to control his body and was forced to take several steps back by the shock. He adjusted the formation as quickly as possible.
He took a deep breath and controlled the massive, complex array to rotate like a clock face, breaking through the last layer of restrictions.
As time passed, the gold vine ring on his finger emitted light, finding the coordinates of the future within the cracks of time.
Sheh's dusty skills have been unearthed, and the vast power transcends time. Flowers and leaves flutter throughout the world, and the distant mountains are becoming blurred. The cliffs beneath their feet dissipate into swirling particles, and the past is fading away.
When the invisible shroud over their heads was removed, everyone felt a sense of relief and exhilaration, as if they could finally breathe freely.
The anxious system was finally able to make contact with the past, but it was too late.
It found the group of five returning in the empty, misty forest, but no matter how it tried, it could not establish a connection with Shekh's thoughts.
Without the proper method, the system can only speak within other people's minds: "Do you know that her regaining all her power is a ticking time bomb?!"
"I know," Pu Sheng said nonchalantly. "You yourself said she's a bomb, and now you're not even a remote control. Why would I listen to you instead of a bomb?"
He firmly believed that if the system had been present at that time, it would have taken away the Heavenly Secret Card instead of returning it to the heart like Shi Jinzhe did.
Therefore, he would not believe a single word the system said.
I can take your life now, and the lives of all of you.
"Whose life do you want?"
Sher turned his neck, his voice indifferent and devoid of any emotion, sending chills down the spine of those who heard him.
Tell me, whose life do you want?
The system couldn't speak for a moment; it couldn't enter Sheikh's brain, but she could hear what it was saying...
Why aren't you saying anything?
With a flick of his hand, seven skill cards appeared in front of him.
There are four more cards than before; it's time to fold them and give them to her to dismantle her skills.
She randomly flipped over one of the cards, wanting to know what adjustments he had made to them.
"If you don't speak, I'll just use any skill to deal with you."
After she finished speaking, she opened the sheet with the word "Disorder" written on it.
Skill: [Disorder]
Effect: Laws become arbitrary and desires take precedence.
Shekh remembered this card; it used to be called "Tyranny." After using it, one would enter a berserk state, maximizing their attack power and unleashing indiscriminate attacks.
The system said in a deep voice: "Even if the skills change, the cards you have are still far inferior to mine."
Shekh ignored it and continued talking to himself, "Indiscriminate attacks are not good. Let's look at this one."
She flipped over another one, which was a "lucky charm" given to her by Bai Weishuang.
The card was not changed. Shekh didn't ask for a reason, he had his own intentions and wouldn't harm her.
Shekh skipped over the auspicious image and leisurely flipped to the next one.
At the same time, the auspicious system message landed: "[You're too naive; you can't suppress me.]"
"Oh."
Shekh looked up at the omnipresent air as if he had heard something funny, and flipped the skill card in his hand.
Skill: [Suppression]
Effect: Treat all cases the same.
Note: If the target's strength is lower than or equal to one's own, the opponent's strength will absolutely suppress them.
Once a target whose strength surpasses one's own is designated as an enemy, the difference in strength is leveled, bringing them to the same level as oneself.
Looking at the gleaming gold skill card, Sheh chuckled, "Naive. Who said I can't handle you?"
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