Godslayer: I, the agent of the God of Drama, am here to begin the show.

Lin Ze's words deeply moved Lin Qiye.

But at that moment, he also sensed that something was wrong.

A feeling I can't quite describe.

He is conflicted. He wants to save Lin Ze, but for some reason, his subconscious keeps stopping him.

However, Lin Qiye still did not give up on the idea of ​​rescuing Lin Ze.

But his pace still slowed down involuntarily.

His mind was also engaged in thought at this moment.

Lin Ze is injured, and it's serious.

Which bastard hurt him? I'll tear him to pieces!

But... who could have hurt him so badly?

That's Lin Ze, after all.

My second brother is invincible; who can possibly harm him?!

Thinking about this, Lin Qiye already felt that something was wrong.

His foot, which had just taken a step, remained suspended in mid-air before it could even touch the ground.

He didn't think anyone could hurt Lin Ze like that.

Even when facing Han Shaoyun, who was at the peak of the Sea Realm, Lin Ze had never suffered such serious injuries.

Who could have injured Lin Ze like this?

At the level they currently have access to, no one can do that.

This is what made Lin Qiye suspicious, and there's another point...

"Seven Nights, why did you stop?"

"Please help me, I feel so bad."

"Only you can save me now."

"Are you really going to bear watching me die?"

The "Lin Ze" in front of him spoke weakly.

Lin Qiye could even sense a hint of anger and anxiety in his tone.

See, this is another flaw.

The real Lin Ze would never tell himself about his pain.

He only reported good news and never bad news. At that time, Lin Ze had already suffered a fatal injury and was on the verge of death, but he never uttered a word of pain.

It was all so that I wouldn't worry.

The person in front of me kept complaining to himself.

And he even wanted to suffer those hardships in his place.

If it were the real Lin Ze, he would never push himself into a fire pit.

Even if he encounters a very strong enemy, he will not sacrifice me to save his own life.

On the contrary, he would risk everything to fight for a chance to survive.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiye stopped moving forward and took a few steps back.

Upon seeing this, "Lin Ze" panicked instantly. He immediately put on an act, portraying himself as being in pain, trying to use this method to keep him.

However, Lin Qiye remained unmoved by this.

The more you act this way, the bigger the flaws you reveal.

At first, Lin Qiye might have subconsciously felt sorry for him, but now he realized that the person in front of him was just pretending.

"snort."

"How long are you going to keep up this act?"

"You can imitate his appearance, but compared to him, you're not even a hair on his head."

"Get your face clean, or you'll disgust me."

Lin Qiye said calmly, and he casually drew the Star Blade from his back, ready to fight at any moment.

Lin Ze, still unwilling to give up, wanted to continue luring Lin Qiye over.

However, no matter how hard he tried to perform, Lin Qiye remained unmoved.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he finally gave up.

The next moment, Lin Ze, who was still on the verge of death, suddenly stood up from the ground. He stretched his limbs and drew the long sword from his back like Lin Qiye.

The wounds on his body also completely healed at this time.

"This is the choice you made yourself."

"You must not regret it."

"You could have died a beautiful death."

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, besides being able to imitate other people's appearance, I can also gain their abilities."

When the mysterious creature uttered those words, Lin Qiye couldn't help but laugh out loud.

I can believe whatever you say, even if it's just a rough guess.

But when you said you could imitate his abilities, that made me laugh.

This is the funniest joke I've heard all year.

"What! You can actually imitate his abilities!"

"This guy possesses divine abilities comparable to those of gods!"

Lin Qiye feigned surprise.

Hearing this, the mysterious creature was also stunned.

Could it be that I've really gotten incredibly lucky this time?

The boy I was imitating is actually this strong!

Even if you can't completely imitate them, but learn some basic skills, they are still quite formidable.

But he still couldn't believe it. How could a mere youth in the Pool Realm possess abilities comparable to those of gods?

"Are you kidding me? How could this kid possibly have such strong abilities?"

He asked with a hint of doubt, though deep down he hoped it was true.

Lin Qiye chuckled, "You were the one who joked with me first."

After a moment's pause, the mystery understood his meaning.

He immediately flew into a rage and squatted down, touching the ground with both hands.

The next moment, a ghost face appeared at their feet.

Lin Qiye found it even funnier.

He had seen Lin Ze use this ability before, and it was completely different from Lin Ze's aura.

If the two of them were to be compared to an object, then Lin Ze would be a rare and precious elixir, while he would be an enema, and a used one at that.

The difference between the two is simply indescribable; they seem to exist on completely different levels.

"Hahaha, scared you, huh!"

"But it's too late to regret it now!"

"You..."

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Just as Lin Qiye was wondering, the scene before him suddenly shattered like a mirror.

He returned to the dormitory where he had initially searched for the mystery.

He also saw Lin Ze again.

"Lin Ze, guess what I encountered in there?"

As soon as Lin Qiye opened his mouth, a long sword was already pressed against his neck.

The cold touch instantly put him on alert.

He noticed that Lin Ze in front of him was acting strangely.

He was indeed Lin Ze, but he had lost his former calm and composure, replaced by madness.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his arm, which was gripping the Star Blade, bulged.

Having been with Lin Ze for so long, he had never seen him so angry.

Ignoring the blade resting on his neck, Lin Qiye strode forward to Lin Ze, letting the blade leave shallow marks on his neck.

Lin Qiye grasped his trembling, angry hand and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

"Can you tell me what happened?"

After the bright red blood flowed down the blade onto Lin Ze's hand, Lin Ze finally came to his senses.

He was very worried when he saw Lin Qiye was injured.

However, the next second he realized that he was the one who had hurt him, and an overwhelming sense of shame welled up from the bottom of his heart.

His eyes instinctively darted away.

Lin Qiye patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay."

"It's good that you've recovered."

Lin Ze took a deep breath, recalling the scene just now, and gripped the long sword in his hand tightly once more.

I exhaled a deep breath of warm air, feeling a sense of lingering satisfaction.

"I let you die too easily!"

Lin Ze gritted his teeth in hatred.

He hated himself for letting him die so easily.

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