Chapter 1892: Bear it a little longer(2/2)
So he used his arms and consciousness together to throw the broken knife directly towards the formation, "Let's go!"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment Broken Blade took action, he actually felt that the other party was reluctant to leave his hand!
Am I... taking everything animistically too seriously? That I even have hallucinations?
He could intuitively feel that there was no sword spirit in Broken Sword, so how could it have emotions?
Anyway, these mysterious things are really not easy to explain clearly.
Like lightning, the broken sword headed straight for the direction of the boundary-breaking shuttle.
As for whether it can take the initiative to serve as a town object, only God knows.
Anyway, he cannot control the opponent from a distance without being able to control him.
When Broken Blade arrived near the boundary-breaking shuttle, its speed did not slow down at all and it directly hit the light group.
"I'm going!" Everyone in the sub-nest exclaimed in surprise, "Are you going to break the formation?"
The broken knife was slightly away from the boundary-breaking shuttle and plunged into the light ball without hesitation!
Then... there was no more, the light group was still stable, as if there was no big formation there.
However, after four or five seconds, there was a sudden surge of energy in the area where it penetrated.
However, immediately afterwards, the surging energy was not reflected away, but instead surged towards the boundary-breaking shuttle again.
The huge boundary-breaking shuttle started shaking again.
Previously, it had reached its limit by absorbing the energy of the large array, but now a large amount of energy is coming in, and it is obviously going to reach its limit.
Qu Jianlei even had the illusion that the boundary-breaking shuttle already wanted to return.
As long as he has a thought, he can recall it!
However, although Qu Jianlei had this feeling, he did not act in time - just bear with it a little longer!
The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. You should understand such a simple truth, right?
Chapter completed!