Super God Gene

Miss Mirror was severely injured, and she wouldn’t be getting back to her feet anytime soon. Blood continued to trickle past her lips, but luckily, her lifeforce still seemed stable. She was wounded, but not dying.

Han Sen turned around and looked at the blonde girl, and he noticed that she had turned around to look at him, too. They stared at each other, only a single step separating them.

“What the hell is happening right now?” Han Sen wondered. His heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of his chest, and he considered teleporting to the sanctuaries immediately.

This blonde girl had just executed a deified elite as easily as Han Sen might step on an insect. Attempting to fight her would be a death wish. Han Sen didn’t want to die, so he didn’t attempt to fight back or make any moves that the girl might interpret as aggression.

But when Han Sen saw the girl’s eyes, he resisted the urge to hop back to the sanctuaries. She didn’t look murderous.

Of course, that wasn’t the most important reason that Han Sen was staying here rather than fleeing to the sanctuaries. He could already tell that the girl could strike with her sword much more quickly than Han Sen could use the Blood-Pulse Sutra to open a portal. She could cut his head off before he even finished summoning power.

So instead of running or fighting, both of them just stood there. Han Sen didn’t move. He was afraid that any motion on his part might cause the blonde girl to attack.

But the blonde girl just stood where she was, not attacking. She looked in Han Sen’s direction, but her eyes didn’t seem focused. It was hard to tell if she really was looking at him.

Han Sen remained motionless as cold sweat beaded on his brow. The scary girl was as still as stone, and they had been staring at each other for ten minutes.