The black solution spun at high speed, shrieking as it passed, and indeed did not slow down as it approached the mainframe.
As soon as the solution was thrown, the Medicinal Plant Gatherer was pressed down by countless mech arms all over his body, pushed back to the ground, followed by an onslaught of mechanical people rushing toward him.
However, this time the Medicinal Plant Gatherer was no longer concerned about the suppression by these mechanical beings, his gaze fixed intently on the solution slicing through the air in front of him.
Five meters...
Two meters...
One meter...
Just as the black solution was a hair's breadth away from the liquid crystal body, the Medicinal Plant Gatherer suddenly realized that a transparent figure stealthily emerged at the side of the liquid crystal body.
It was a Chameleon clone, hidden there unknowingly, now suddenly materializing, leaping up, reaching for the incoming solution.
