After seventeen years of bloody battles in the mission world, the anti-kill system returned and found that only seventeen minutes had passed in the original world.
Jiang Xi dragged his body covered with bandages from another world, carrying the blood-stained ring of royal power "Yuan Ji" in his pocket, and sat back at the desk of his senior year. Her parents thought she was just doing homework for a while, and her classmates thought she was an introverted transfer student.
It wasn't until the first day she transferred to another school that she saw that face - the face that looked exactly like the campus god Rong Chen, the final villain who had destroyed her for seventeen years and started the Eternal Night War.
When he smiled and handed over an anonymous love letter, Jiang Xi instinctively crushed the glass in his hand.
Blood dripped, and she heard the shrill screams of the system she had torn apart deep in her mind as she had never seen before.
"Warning... High-dimensional contaminants... Homologous imprints..."
The young man pretending to be an honors student bent down to pick up the fragments, his fingertips brushed across her blood-stained palm, and his smile was as warm as spring water:
"Classmate, have we met somewhere?"
——"Yuan Ji" was spinning silently on the throne, and she knew that the hunt was never over.
This time, what she held tightly was no longer the strategy script given by the system, but the sword that had returned from killing the gods.
