บท 411: The Body as a Shield (I)

A black spear quietly struck from the vast sky, but it was not aiming at Long Haochen but at Cai’er, who was in the last moments of her awakening.

Desperately spreading his golden spiritual wings to meet that spear with full force, Long Haochen forcibly deflected it, but the golden spiritual wings also couldn’t bear this heavy burden. They shattered under the impact and were ripped apart, bearing large holes.

_Crack!_ A large blade violently struck the shoulder of the Mythril Foundation Armor, leaving a deep indention. A violent breaking sound came from Long Haochen’s shoulder, and his whole left side went numb.

_Bang!_ Lifting up his knee, he parried another huge cone aimed at Cai’er’s lower abdomen. The Mythril Foundation Armor was in the end not omnipotent, and one could watch Long Haochen’s left leg being twisted backwards. It was visibly fractured.