Jeming instinctively looked down at the blue crystal in his hand.
The crystal was slightly warm, the light spots inside were slowly flowing, like they had life.
He slowly grinned.
"It seems my assumption was correct, it indeed caused effective damage..."
"No, it's an effective kill."
Thinking this, Jeming just took a quick glance back at the surging white tide behind him, and then continued to fly towards the outside of the ship without hesitation.
In fact, the moment he rushed out of the crack, Jeming knew things were becoming troublesome.
The pure white barrier of the plane behind him was surging wildly, countless lights were converging.
The momentum was completely different from before, there was no doubt, these were the armies of the information creatures.
"Damn! These guys' reaction is too intense."
Without saying a word, Jeming ran off.
His figure transformed into a stream of light, madly rushing towards the depths of the ship plane.
