"Qian Jiangyue, what are you saying?" Fable stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. He could feel that the Iron Wing was already slowing down, preparing to follow Qian Jiangyue's order to kill him. Facing the Iron Wing, Fable knew he hardly stood a chance. At least in this deep space, he was practically a stationary target, even if he could delay time by constantly shifting locations, he would ultimately die from exhaustion.
However, before Qian Jiangyue could answer his question, a shocking scene unfolded before him. Qian Jiangyue's body shattered into pieces, with his neck moving closer, rotating gently.
Fable's pupils contracted, feeling a buzzing sound in his head that drowned out all other noises. For a moment, his brain went blank, unable to think.
