"Seems like I used too much force again!"
Watching the fragmented corpse plummet to the ground like meteors, creating craters all around, Chen Shouyi thought to himself in a daze.
As he was thinking this, his will was completely exhausted, and his body plummeted to the earth.
"Boom!"
The ground shook violently, and a bowl-shaped crater with a diameter of several dozen meters was created where he landed. He now weighed 25,000 tons; just imagine such a massive battleship falling from a kilometer high, and you can conceive its power.
Chen Shouyi held his head, which was splitting with pain, retracting his armor into his space while ceasing the burning of faith.
He snorted through his nostrils, expelling the dust, rubble, and solidified magma ash from his lungs.
