This Space Armor was a peculiar form of defense. It worked by constantly extending the distance between the wearer and an incoming attack, preventing it from landing immediately and thus continuously weakening its power.
So, Su Ze's attack was still hurtling toward the Female Bag Race, but it would likely be some time before it could actually reach her.
A Moon God was not to be underestimated. Even one from a weaker species like the Bag Race had a plethora of tricks up their sleeve, making them difficult to handle.
'I wonder how long this Space Armor can last,' Su Ze thought. 'If she can maintain it for an extended period, this will be a problem.'
Su Ze's eyes narrowed as a plan to break the Space Armor formed in his mind.
With a wave of his hand, the distant Magic Cube flew over. The ship shrank in size and soared into the space within the Nursing Bag.
