Accompanied by the professor's last mumble, Li Yao felt that he dropped heavily again. He seemed to be both falling into a bottomless abyss and floating in the high sky. Then, he suddenly shuddered, only to find himself enveloped in a cluster of warm, thick liquid.
He was back to reality and his own fleshly body that was still protected by Little Black and the Colossus.
The dependable, real, and clear feeling could not have made his mood better.
Chi…
A large mass of the exhausted spiritual energy spurted out of the gap of the plate armor on the shoulder of the Tartarean Skeleton, like pillars of smoke that were soaring up into the sky. The silver liquid metal that enshrouded the Colossus ebbed like a tide, and the strengthened helical armor at the chest slowly opened. Li Yao fell out of Little Black and the dark protective liquids.
Huchi! Huchi! Huchi! Huchi!
