The gravitational pull generated by the space-time collapse tore the runic camel into fragments, and the blood-veined chains on Jiang Ye's arm suddenly reversed direction.
Seizing this 0.3-second anomaly, Ye Shuli fired her electromagnetic pulse gun past Jiang Ye's ear—as the blue light pierced the Guardian's chest, she saw clearly that those glowing threads were actually intertwined quantum strings.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" Jiang Ye hopped three meters away while clutching his scorched hair ends, a half-piece of Spirit Stone falling from his Storage Bag to roll right at the Guardian's feet. "Why is this thing harder to deal with than Old Wang's popcorn machine?"
Chapter 455