I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 844 - 468: Mutation of the God of Death (1)

Chapter 844 -468: Mutation of the God of Death (1)

From the moment the conference room lights went out and a chill swept over, to Zhang Chengjing grasping his own hand as a sign to both himself and Xiaomo, followed by team leader Wang Shu’s vocal warning to everyone present.

All these sudden changes involuntarily sparked a sense of fear in Yan Junze’s heart.

It had been a long time since he had felt fear to this extent.

Could there be a strangeness? And was the source of the strangeness right in front of him, at the end of the conference table?

Bear in mind, who are seated here?

This is where the strongest exorcists from the entire Great Capital of Huaying are stationed. With these people gathered here, it wouldn’t be just the Strange Club failing to appear; even if a high-level strangeness were present, it would probably flee at the sight of them, and absolutely not dare to show up in this conference room at this time.

But the current situation was indeed happening. The strangeness had not only appeared, but from the looks of it, it seemed extremely terrifying, because even Zhang Chengjing and Wang Shu had issued warnings one after another.

The conference room became instantly silent, so quiet that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

From the initial darkness that ensued after the lights went out, to his eyes gradually adapting to the darkness a few seconds later, Yan Junze could faintly discern that Wu Mayun, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to have disappeared.

As suspected, she was up to something!

Yan Junze was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly, he noticed that Zhang Chengjing’s hand, while holding his own, was trembling slightly.

“Damn, is it that serious?”

After noticing Zhang Chengjing’s reaction, Yan Junze couldn’t help but take it seriously, knowing that normally, a five-star exorcist like Zhang Chengjing would absolutely not react with fear like this upon encountering a strangeness.

The trembling of his hand indicated that Wu Mayun posed a threat to everyone here, and a huge one at that—perhaps an insurmountable threat to everyone present.

But wasn’t Wu Mayun human? How could she suddenly change into a strangeness?

Could this woman be a Semi-spirit—half human, half strangeness? Could she not control herself, and that’s why she became a powerful Semi-spirit at that moment?

Upon further thought, that wasn’t right. If one still had consciousness after Semi-Spiritualization, they could take the initiative. Yan Junze himself was a Semi-spirit, so he was well aware of this fact.

Moreover, if this woman couldn’t even control her own body, the exorcists of the headquarter wouldn’t have allowed her to come to the meeting to discuss matters, as it would unabatedly increase the risk of danger.

Thinking this way, perhaps something had happened to this powerful woman, and only Wang Shu and Zhang Chengjing knew about this change, which was why they issued a warning to everyone.

But because it happened so abruptly, they could only voice out a warning, and everyone seated in the meeting room dared not move an inch.

Yan Junze gently squeezed Zhang Chengjing’s hand that was urgently grabbing his own, signalling him to calm down first.

Zhang Chengjing also gently squeezed his hand in response, but Yan Junze could feel that the temperature from his hand was still rapidly declining, perhaps due to the sudden drop in temperature of the meeting room.

At this moment, he didn’t dare to turn around to check on Zhang Xiaomo either.

Zhang Xiaomo was sitting not far behind Yan Junze, near the wall on a row of chairs. She was silent, having heeded her father’s words.

No sounds could be heard, and the entire conference room was exceptionally quiet.

Due to the rapid drop in temperature, Yan Junze’s body also began to grow colder. He suspected that even his eyebrows might be frosted over at this moment.

The feeling of fear within him grew stronger and stronger; the dark environment, oppressive atmosphere, and the icy air, each element was invisibly magnifying the fear in his heart.

He never imagined encountering such a dark moment while being in the presence of numerous top-level exorcists.

“Now it seems that I might only have the option to Rewind first and pull Zhang Chengjing out of the conference room for clarity,” he thought, and Yan Junze activated Rewind.

But in the next second, he abruptly froze, his eyes widened in disbelief while staring at the familiar darkness before him.

Rewind!

There was still only darkness before him.

“What’s going on?”

Yan Junze was completely stunned.

This time, not only was Rewind unsuccessful, but the Spacetime Atlas did not pop up with reminder text like it did last time—it seemed to have completely stopped functioning.

Upon inspecting his mind with Inner Vision, the Atlas was still there, quietly residing in his mind. The nodes were also lit up and not malfunctioning, but there was no response whatsoever.

Yan Junze immediately attempted to control the white long worms in his heart, preparing to release his Control Field.

However, upon sensing, he discovered that the white long worm had curled up into a ball, as if dead, without moving at all.

He couldn’t Rewind, and now even the white long worms were playing dead!

At that moment, Zhang Chengjing tightened his grip on Yan Junze’s hand and then gently turned his head, seemingly about to say something to Yan Junze.

Yan Junze mimicked his action, slowly turning his head, tilting his upper body slightly, leaning towards Zhang Chengjing’s direction.

Their movements made no sound, and Yan Junze could barely make out Zhang Chengjing’s lips moving,

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At the same time, he was slightly startled as he heard muffled groans coming from the direction of the five-star exorcists beneath the conference table, which were immediately suppressed.

Zhang Chengjing quickly leaned toward Yan Junze’s ear and whispered in a faint mosquito-like voice.

“Absolute… domain, take Xiaomo, leave…”

The next second, the direction from which the muffled groan came sounded with a gurgling noise, as if someone drinking water had been choked.