"Triangular Cube!"
Yu Fan formed a shape with his hands, and a seven-colored, triangular magic cube erupted outward. In an instant, it engulfed the giant fly, trapping both it and its toxic mist within the three-dimensional triangle.
The fly struggled and thrashed, attempting to break free, but it was as if it had slammed against an impenetrable wall of diamond and steel. The cube instantly compressed until it vanished. It hadn’t truly disappeared, though—it had simply shrunk into a mote of dust, invisible to the human eye.
Chapter 127