"Hum..."
In a deserted corner of the bustling commercial street, shadows cling like a thick swamp, making it incredibly difficult to move through with one's own consciousness.
Yan Huan struggled to resist the tingling numbness in his body, his gaze fixed on the black-haired girl walking ahead, leading him by the wrist.
It seems I've still been hit...
Ye Shiyu's modifier had evolved without notice, catching Yan Huan off-guard.
But it was through this that he discovered something different about the modifier.
The other modifiers, whether it was Bai Yi's, Spencer's, or An Le's,
they deploy their modifiers without knowing the intensity and effect; they can only guess based on their own reactions after being affected.
But Ye Shiyu's modifier is entirely different.
Whenever it affected him, and until the Resistance took effect, a certain ethereal voice would emanate from her, divulging the specific effects, strength, duration, and even changes...
