In the Standard Bearer's command, words like "missing" and "failure" never reached Long Qi's ears. Only that final "complete" made his scalp explode:
Complete my ass, it's not complete!
This Old Man doesn't want it to be complete!
Hearing an order like that felt like the mission was over, like the "tool" could be discarded. But the problem was, Joker's "Flame Chainsaw" was already about to cleave into his head...
In fact, it had already struck.
The moment Long Qi saw the result of the so-called "Segmentation," the scorching blades of air had already severed countless fine threads connected to him—oh, Manipulation Threads. Amid a series of snapping sounds, they cut into his skull, sending deadly chill and searing heat into it at the same time.
At least, that was what Long Qi thought.
But he quickly came to his senses. If his head had truly been split open, what could this unceasing torrent of emotion and thought possibly rely on?
The moment he realized it, the cognitive barrier abruptly shattered, and a clearer perception emerged:
Joker had missed... No!
The deadly "Flame Chainsaw" had struck directly at the spot where Long Qi should have been. The problem was that, at this moment, Long Qi was no longer sharing the same time and space with it.
Yes, that was it.
The structure of the Time-Space Bubble had been largely replaced by the system behind the Manipulation Threads, yet it was still there, maintaining an "energy-supply relationship" with Long Qi. Earlier, his disturbed state of mind had kept him from sensing it clearly. Only at the brink of life and death did he truly understand...
The original Time-Space Bubble had never left.
Before Long Qi's eyes, that miraculous card reappeared. Just like when it had first crossed the void and appeared