Imbalance—09 Attachment
Imbalance
Qu Jianlei still had considerable confidence in the Dao Stele—if even the Dao Stele was useless, how could the omen only be "Mid-High Danger"?
But Han Li's willfulness forced him to change his rhythm. From the look of things now, losing only one Abode probably would not be enough.
Qu Jianlei could not get angry at the handsome youth—good intentions or bad, he could still tell the difference.
Still, he had to bear the consequences caused by the change in rhythm.
Facing the waves that came surging across the sky, a compass abruptly emerged from between his brows, spinning as it went to meet them.
At the same time, he linked up with the Giant Axe above his head. "Senior, into the Abode!"
In Qu Jianlei's heart, the Creation Compass was also a treasure comparable to the Soul-Splitting Realm—maybe it was Soul-Splitting Realm itself.
But there was no helping it now. He could only throw it out despite the pain. He could not release the Dao Stele, nor could he use a Ritual Artifact to take the blow head-on!
Wait, why couldn't he release the Dao Stele? After all, right now... there was no one around!
That move might even protect the Abode!
However, he had already reacted, as fast as could be. It was too late to regret it!
This was just fucking... Han Li had really done him in!
Never mind the sudden change; the key was that it had disrupted his rhythm, leaving him no time at all to think.
When dealing with a crisis, he should not have relied too much on the inertia of his pre-battle thinking either!
But this was a battlefield. The situation changed in an instant, and even the tiniest delay could be fatal.
Fortunately... right, he still had