Long Qi's body trembled and he accelerated again.

Probably because he was used to live broadcasting, he even complained: "Isn't the owl a cat... Bah, kid, don't listen to me, I've lost my head because of the counterattack!"

No matter how arrogant Long Qi was in his embarrassment, and changed the subject to another subject for Owl without authorization, his basic judgment was correct:

This situation must have been targeted by a certain aberration with special manipulation abilities. The most likely possibility is that they are tracking the movable "nest" of aberrations that is suspected of having been "reverse fused".

This kind of thing is never a "dead thing" that can be teased.

Almost following the end of his words, the ink chirped again in mid-air, and the sound of "quacking" was actually quite penetrating.

Long Qi's eyelids hidden behind his visor twitched twice. Without raising his head, his body suddenly deflected. His speed increased more than three times in less than half a second. In an instant, he charged more than 20 meters. During this period, another

Jumping vertically, he touched his thigh with his right arm. A cold light suddenly appeared, cutting off branches and leaves, pointing directly at the top of the main trunk of the big tree nearly ten meters above the ground.

"Porphyrin" flapped its wings again, but there was no shadow to match it.

Long Qi's sharp knife went straight into the tree trunk and into the handle, but there was no corresponding feeling.

This time without blinking, he stretched and retracted his left hand, making a "boom" sound, shaking the branches and leaves, and exploding a ball of blood in the seemingly empty air. The blood stains rolled all the way down, and only became visible after landing.

He showed vague signs and kept twitching.

"Haha, in this day and age, how can there be any idiot who just plays with swords and knives!"
Chapter completed!