Return (1)

The flames burned BB's body to ashes.

Only a scabbard-like motherboard was left standing upright.

Pa.

Holding the hilt lightly, Chen Yu slowly pulled out the sword...

Clang!

A sound that seemed to echo from the depths of his soul engulfed his entire body.

There seemed to be an additional connection between him and this scorching motherboard.

He stood on the spot and felt it for a long time.

Chen Yu thought.

An obscure spatial fluctuation flashed through BB's motherboard.

Swoosh!

In the next moment, Chen Yu disappeared into thin air and 'teleported' to the top of the liquid nitrogen pool.

Holding the hilt tightly, he did not communicate with the Origin.

He poured his strength into the sword and waved his right arm...

Whoosh--

The Sword Qi swept across!

In the boiling liquid nitrogen pool, groups of machines exploded inch by inch, expanding into red flames.

Buzz... Buzz, buzz...