I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 726 - 427 Ghost Apartment (Finale)_2

Chapter 726: Chapter 427: Ghost Apartment (Finale)_2 Chapter 726: Chapter 427: Ghost Apartment (Finale)_2 He reached out his hand, feeling the breeze gently brush against his palm, and the sensation was unmistakably real.

Yet, after hesitating for a moment, Morrison still stretched his hand out the window.

The next moment, he was startled to discover that his right hand, the one he’d extended outside, had vanished without a trace, leaving only his wrist visible inside the window frame; his right palm had disappeared before his eyes.

“This place is still fake! It’s not real!”

Realizing this, Morrison quickly withdrew his hand, and after moving it away from the window, his palm reappeared.

He hurried back to the doorway of the bedroom, but no matter how hard he tugged, the door wouldn’t budge.

This was still a sealed space.

Morrison had a sudden epiphany.

He calmed himself and immediately began to sense his Reaper Forbidden Zone once more.

Half a minute later, all the scenery of Alabell’s room vanished before him, and he found himself silently in the fourth-floor stairwell.

But he knew this was still an illusion, so he continued to intensify his connection with his Reaper Forbidden Zone.

…

Ever since releasing “Space-Time Lockdown” while simultaneously deploying “Space-Time Scene Overlap Form 1,” Yan Junze noticed that the time it took for Morrison to escape had indeed been significantly prolonged.

Now, it seemed that the effects of “Space-Time Scene Overlap Form 1” were much better when coupled with “Space-Time Lockdown,” with the overlapping scenes merging so naturally that the target couldn’t sense anything amiss in the short term.

This was only the first form of scene overlap; he had no idea what the second or even the third forms might entail.

Taking advantage of this time, Yan Junze, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, managed to make it to the second floor and began heading down to the first floor.

His body was severely injured; if he hadn’t been in the process of Semi-Spiritualization, he might have collapsed by now, possibly even killed by Morrison.

However, this also meant that Yan Junze’s movements were excruciatingly slow. At this rate, he wouldn’t be able to get far.

Footsteps soon echoed from above. Yan Junze tensed as Morrison broke free from the locked space-time once again, in pursuit.

Morrison had never experienced such frustration as he did today. Whether dealing with humans or strangenesses, he had always been untouchably superior.

But today’s experiences had seen him repeatedly forced onto the back foot.

Now, fuelled by rage, Morrison charged down the stairs, quickly reaching the first floor.

He stopped abruptly, sensing something unusual.

All the way down, he had not seen Yan Junze. Having struck him down twice in succession, it was impossible for the guy to have fled so quickly.

Moreover, after spotting Yan Junze in the hallway, Morrison had stealthily planted a Reaper Blind Spot on him using his Reaper Forbidden Zone. Now, he couldn’t even sense the Blind Spot.

“There’s no way he could have disappeared so quickly! Absolutely impossible!”

Morrison was confident in his conclusion.

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He crouched down and scrutinized the carpet for footprints. There were strange footprints going upstairs, but none coming down.

At this moment, a bizarre thought struck him: if he could be trapped in that stilled space, perhaps that kid could do the same to himself.

He looked up towards the stairwell, stepping back inside, while thinking to himself, “This stilled space might be the latest tech from Great Capital Huaying, capable of blocking even my Reaper Blind Spot.”

At that moment, on the stairs, Yan Junze watched Morrison return to the stairwell, cursing under his breath.

The man was too astute.

Indeed, Yan Junze had initiated another “Space-Time Lockdown,” but this time with the opposite purpose: to lock himself within space-time.

Of course, as the controller, Yan Junze could leave the locked space-time at will, unlike Morrison, who was uncontrollably trapped.

Moreover, in his vision, the locked space around him appeared semi-transparent, allowing him to clearly watch Morrison pass through the overlapping area where he was, descend to the first floor, and then observe every move Morrison made as he examined the footprints on the ground.

Regardless, he seemed to be safe for now, but Morrison didn’t leave the area and instead became suspicious, lingering around.

Yan Junze was bleeding heavily, his skin around the heart had burst open, with blood seeping through accompanied by some white, cottony clots.

Even if he managed to escape by luck, such injuries would take a long time to heal, and given his increasingly evident Semi-Spiritualization, it wasn’t something that ordinary medical treatment could fix.

Leaning against the wall at the corner from the first to the second floor, he watched helplessly as Morrison went up to the second floor, then quickly returned to the first.

Back and forth, Morrison looked around in confusion, but he wouldn’t leave the area.

Yan Junze showed a bitter smile as blood seeped through his teeth and out the corner of his mouth.

Staying here was definitely not an option, but he couldn’t perform a “Rewind,” so why not initiate the command to return through the Space-Time Rift, leaving this “Great Rewind” behind?

Upon closer consideration, according to the Atlas, a Rewind would leave his heart behind in the current space-time, but what about returning through the Space-Time Rift?

This kind of return wasn’t like a rewind that jumps from one moment on a timeline to another earlier moment; it meant disappearing from that point in time and entering the Space-Time Rift—a void without the constraints of space-time.

The Void, where the Space-Time Rift resided, wasn’t limited by the concept of “space-time.” There, time stood still, and space was engulfed in nothingness.