Die, Replay, Repeat

Chapter 166

As Bai Qi rushed toward the little girl to reclaim his face, he suddenly realized that his once prideful speed had vanished.

Although he was still faster than an ordinary person, it was now solely due to his physical abilities as a third-tier psychic, not his Extreme Speed skill.

His Extreme Speed was gone.

"My ability has been taken away!"

"What? When she takes your face, she takes your abilities too?"

The others were shocked, seeing the little girl as a serious threat.

To prevent the little girl from attacking again, Yang Ming immediately charged forward. As a pair of embroidered shoes appeared on his feet, his speed instantly surged.

Even then, Yang Ming was a fraction slower than the little girl. No matter how hard he tried to swing his blade, he always missed by just a little.

Bai Qi wanted to help, but without Extreme Speed, he couldn't engage in the fight.

The Specter in front of them had the ability to steal others' abilities, so they needed to act quickly. Otherwise, if it took more abilities, everyone would end up dead.

"Move!" Ma Xingbang yelled as he stretched out his right hand toward the little girl, his left hand tightly clutching his right wrist.

Yang Ming immediately dodged to the side.

BOOM!

Instantly, an invisible force burst from Ma Xingbang's hand, enveloping the little girl like a slow-motion effect, causing her movements to delay significantly.

At the same time, the ground beneath the little girl started to crack, unable to bear the weight, as if it was not a little girl standing there but an elephant.

"Gravity?" Fang Xiu's eyes flickered, having recognized the ability Ma Xingbang was using.

Ma Xingbang had used this same move to crush thousands of Head Balls previously.

However, the little girl's power was clearly not something that could be suppressed by gravity alone. The immense, invisible gravitational force only slowed her down.

That was enough for Yang Ming.

At this level, he could keep up with the little girl's speed.

As his embroidered shoes glowed red, Yang Ming's speed surged, and he swung his knife fiercely at the little girl.

The gravity made it impossible for the little girl to dodge Yang Ming's strike. She could only watch as her chest was viciously slashed open.

"Ah!"

A cry of pain echoed.

But the sound didn't come from the little girl; it came from behind Yang Ming.

It was Bai Qi.

With a severe wound stretching from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, Bai Qi bled profusely. The intense pain made him kneel on the ground, using his short knife to support his body, his face pale.

Seeing this, Yang Ming's eyes widened with rage. He looked at the little girl, noticing that the wound on her body had already slowly healed, leaving her unharmed.

Instantly, Yang Ming understood everything. After their faces were taken, not only did they lose their abilities, but their lives also became linked to the little girl.

Now, striking the little girl who wore Bai Qi's face was essentially the same as striking Bai Qi himself.

It gave the little girl an extra life. Unless Bai Qi died, it seemed they couldn't harm the little girl.

They finally understood the terror of a Class-S Specter: with each face taken, she gained another ability and an additional life. Such an overwhelming ability could indeed destroy a nation if left unchecked.

Previously, they had encountered Nightmare that could endlessly consume fear. It could pull everyone into a dream, growing stronger as more people became frightened, like a snowball rolling downhill.

Now, they faced Faceless, who gained an extra life and the ability to steal psychic powers with each face taken. If allowed to grow unchecked, Faceless would eventually become an indestructible monster with countless abilities.

Each Class-S Specter might have different abilities and levels of strength, but they were all equally terrifying.

"Kill her now! I can't hold on much longer!" Ma Xingbang yelled at Yang Ming.

But Yang Ming hesitated. He wasn't sure if killing the little girl would work, but he knew that Bai Qi would definitely die if he tried.

Seeing Yang Ming hesitate, Ma Xingbang cursed furiously, "Just do it, damn it! Killing her might only kill Bai Qi, but if you don't, we're all dead!"

Hearing this, Yang Ming trembled. He gripped his knife tightly, then pointed it at Ma Xingbang, "Say one more word, and I'll kill you first!"

"You!" Ma Xingbang was furious. He gritted his teeth as he struggled to maintain his composure.

After all, the enemy was a Class-S Specter. Even though she had never left the Green Mountain Mental Hospital and hadn't yet fully grown by extensively taking faces, she was still too powerful.

Wounded and barely able to stand, Bai Qi slowly made his way toward the little girl—each step left a bloody footprint behind.

Yang Ming's expression changed abruptly. "Bai, what are you trying to do!"

"Move aside!" Bai Qi, like a wounded wolf, roared coldly.

"No!"

Yang Ming knew Bai Qi too well and understood what he intended to do.

Bai Qi knew Yang Ming couldn't bring himself to act, so he wanted to kill the little girl himself.

It would be akin to suicide, meaning he was prepared to sacrifice his own life to save Yang Ming.

But Yang Ming wanted Bai Qi to survive.

Were they in a TV show, this would be the moment for a moving scene filled with brotherly love to play out, touching the viewers deeply. However, reality isn't a TV show, and villains wouldn't patiently wait for the heroes to finish their emotional displays.

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