There was nothing.
This was completely beyond Xu Xiaoyou's expectations.
She originally thought that within the heavy Alchemy Armor, there should at least be a body of flesh and blood, even if it looked terrifying, she was mentally prepared even if it was full of eyeballs.
But there was nothing inside, absolutely nothing. What on earth was supporting the operation of this set of Alchemy Armor?
And what was making it produce sounds and think?
Ghosts?
The strange feeling arose as she thought about how she had been grappling with armor akin to a ghost.
Xu Xiaoyou tried to lift its heavy body, but just as she managed to lift it off the ground, the entire Alchemy Armor collapsed like a sandcastle, scattering to the ground with components falling everywhere.
Holding an arm several times larger than her head, she watched as bright red liquid continuously flowed out from its seams, leaving Xu Xiaoyou a bit perplexed.
She thought of something and suddenly asked:
