Long Qi was completely unable to interpret the meaning. This state seemed to be fixed and continued forever, causing him to lose all awareness inside and outside, but still retaining some residual traces.

Until there was a sudden point, an unmistakable stimulus, which suddenly trembled. In an instant, his conscious space was filled with a series of vague intuitive impressions:

He seemed to be a mosquito hanging out in the sun on a spider web, almost dried and dying, almost forgotten.

At this moment, the entire spider web trembled violently, perhaps because the predators began to pick out food, or perhaps new mosquitoes hit...

Anyway, the portion was very substantial, and the cobwebs shook violently, which shocked Long Qi's soul.

The perception that had been almost completely swallowed up before finally returned a little. It was also at this moment that Long Qi felt the real impact between his body and the ground...

Damn, the back of my head is going to be broken!

This meaningless thought became his first thought to regain his thinking ability.

Then, it continued naturally.

He regained the feeling of his body, at least part of it, but it was not a normal feeling at all, but a feeling of weightlessness and loss of control, as if he was lying on the ground after drinking alcohol.

Even time and space are turned around.

Long Qi managed to open his eyes. At this moment, he was indeed lying on the ground, and the earth and sky were "rotating".

The tortured nervous system sent out chaotic signals, including nausea and vomiting, internal burning, and other indescribable bad feelings, imprisoning him in this terrible somatosensory vortex from which he could not escape.

Long Qi choked and coughed, tears bursting out.

However, this bad physical sensation did not affect or conflict with his intermittent but ever-present rational thoughts, so much so that it gave rise to an absurd sense of joy:

I'm still alive!

As he kept thinking, a picture that was not very clear but could give him great stimulation came into view:

They were two broken arms that were pierced together and spinning and flying in mid-air.

The severed part is about ten centimeters below the elbow, with only a section of blood spattered and a section of gray and pale.

And just outside this weird scene, the scorching fire traces collided with the straight traces of air, and then there was the violent turmoil that shook the surrounding atmosphere.

Long Qi opened his eyes wide and determined that the gray-white severed arm and some exoskeleton fragments remained on it.
Chapter completed!