Chapter 165 |
Fang Xiu had a strange look in his eyes. He didn't know what the Original Extract was, but Ma Xingbang seemed to value it highly.
Although he hid it well, Fang Xiu, who had faced death many times, was too sensitive. Ma Xingbang's unusual behavior couldn't escape his eyes.
While everyone was shocked by the report, suddenly a little girl's voice came from behind them.
"Can I borrow your faces?"
Instantly, everyone felt a chilling cold rush up their spine to the top of their heads.
They had three third-tier psychics, but the girl had silently approached them from behind.
Unbelievable!
They all quickly turned around and saw a little girl standing at the doorway. The most scary part is, she had no face!
She was Experiment 104, a Class-S Specter, known as Faceless!
They really wanted to move away, but the little girl was blocking the doorway, making it impossible to leave.
As the standoff continued, the little girl turned her faceless head and looked toward Bai Qi.
Even though she had no eyes, Bai Qi felt as if something terrifying was staring at him. His body tensed suddenly, and his right hand tightly gripped the short knife at his waist.
He didn't strike first, remembering the lesson Head Ball had taught him.
Facing a Specter, striking first was not always the best option, especially against a Class-S Specter.
"Sir, you've got a handsome face. Give it to me," the little girl said sweetly, despite having no mouth.
Bai Qi was stunned; this was his first time being complimented by a Specter.
Before he could respond, the little girl had already extended her hand.
Everyone was tense, staring at the little girl's hand.
The little girl was still two meters away from them, and with her short arms, she couldn't possibly reach Bai Qi.
But in the next second, something weird happened.
Bai Qi suddenly felt an itch on his neck. He looked down and immediately got goosebumps.
A small girl's arm had grown out of his neck.
Without any hesitation, Bai Qi activated his Extreme Speed ability. His right hand, holding the short knife, became a blur as he fiercely slashed at the arm on his neck.
SWISH!
The dark golden blade seemed to pass right through the little girl's arm, as if cutting through air.
Just when Bai Qi thought it was all an illusion, the little girl's hand was already touching his face.
He felt a cold sensation. The next second, before Bai Qi could react, everything went dark, and his breathing stopped. Everything around him became very quiet.
It felt as though someone had plastered a thick, wet cloth over his face, covering his hearing, sight, and even his breathing.
Bai Qi started to struggle, desperately trying to tear off the white cloth on his face, but no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find where the cloth was.
To the others, the moment the little girl's hand touched Bai Qi's face, his face was taken away. It looked like a human skin mask, held in the little girl's hand.
The little girl happily put Bai Qi's face on her own.
Then, a bizarre scene unfolded.
Bai Qi became faceless, while the little girl wore his face, looking very mismatched and grotesque.
They were shocked and scared, not expecting the little girl's methods to be so sinister.
Yang Ming, both shocked and angry, swiftly pulled out his short knife and slashed fiercely at the little girl.
SWISH!
The blade cut the little girl in half. However, the two halves of her body slowly turned into shadows, and the little girl's figure reappeared on the other side of the room.
"An afterimage! Her speed is so fast that it creates afterimages! Damn it! That's Bai Qi's ability!" Ma Xingbang exclaimed.
Apparently, when the little girl stole someone's face, she could also steal their abilities.
This method was much more powerful than Ma Xingbang's, as his copied abilities were always a level lower than the original owner.
For example, if Ma Xingbang plagiarized Yang Ming's God's Plan, he would only get its second-tier equivalent—Good Luck. But the little girl had no such limitation; she directly acquired someone else's abilities at 100% strength.
"He's suffocating," Fang Xiu suddenly informed them.
They quickly looked at Bai Qi. Veins bulged on his neck as he frantically clawed at his face, unable to breathe.
Seeing this, Yang Ming had to give up attacking the little girl and aimed his knife at Bai Qi.
SWISH!
The part of Bai Qi's face where his mouth used to be was stabbed, creating a hole. Blood gushed out, along with Bai Qi's gasping breaths.
"What on earth is going on?!" Bai Qi's angry and surprised voice sounded.
He could still talk, and in the hole in his face, a tongue was moving inside.
"Your face has been taken, and now you've lost your features!" Yang Ming explained.
"It's no use, he can't hear you," Fang Xiu pointed to where Bai Qi's ears should be.
Realizing this, Yang Ming took his knife and stabbed two holes where Bai Qi's ears should be, causing more blood to flow.
With these two holes, Bai Qi could now hear again.
"Bai, your face has been taken, and now you've lost your features!"
Bai Qi, an experienced psychic, understood the situation and calmed himself. Then, he took out his knife and slashed at the area where his eyes should be.
With two cuts made, Bai Qi regained his vision. He quickly saw the little girl wearing his face.
His appearance was now quite strange: each of his senses was restored by a cut made in the corresponding area. Through the cuts at his eyes, two bloodshot eyeballs were visible; they seemed to be desperately trying to push out but were tightly restricted by the skin.
Bai Qi's vision was obstructed, and he could only see through two narrow slits."
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