Rift had almost no time to think; he immediately chose to give up. A pair of steel wings forcibly folded, altering his momentum, and thus he barely missed the electric grid nails.
At the same time, he missed...
the face of the Chairman.
That face, undulating in the wild wind brought by the Rift, the flesh on his face quivering, but his eyes remained calm throughout.
That kind of calm...
was just like Jiang Shu.
Rift felt a sense of astonishment, but there was no time for him to ponder this as his body uncontrollably hurtled towards the crowd in the corridor.
Under the effect of multiple gravitational forces, Rift's body was now unstoppable like a locomotive, and he had completely lost control of his own body.
In this condition, if he were to collide with a person, the immense kinetic energy could shatter a human instantly, and if it was a collision with a wall, his armor might suffer fatal malfunctions.
To malfunction in this place...