Even if she had millions of abilities, it was already too late. As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Sanjiu felt the woman had pressed a metal object into her artery. The cold sensation seeped into her skin.
As soon as a pang of pain spread out, the [Defense Forcefield] was enacted around her neck, barely blocking the advancement of the sharp point of the ironware. She was low on fuel, thus protecting her throat was all she could do now.
"Oh my gosh, it's such a blessing that the goddamn thing is edgeless. That's why she couldn't penetrate your skin on her first attempt," Mrs. Manas said, panic in her voice, "... Let's pray that she won't stab other spots. Your Higher Consciousness at this moment is not powerful enough to cover your entire body."
It was already too late to stop Mrs. Manas from talking.
