But in the next instant, the arm modeling immediately collapsed, condensed, and finally coalesced into a small silver chip in Ian's right hand.
A silver chip, thin to the extreme, yet seemingly containing an entire galaxy flowing within.
Exactly like the silver chip Ian saw and acquired in the past!
"Whoa."
Producing an ambiguous sound, Ian lifted his right hand and reattached it to his wrist—because even without the silver chip, the Iron Pioneer's legacy could still accomplish this.
After slightly moving his wrist, Ian could feel that his arm's movements were somewhat sluggish and insensitive, the acuity of touch had decreased significantly, and the Prime Material Perception had dropped by at least seventy percent.
Yet, even so, with Ian's current right hand data, he could completely crush some ordinary Second Energy Level geniuses; like the Jegarna he encountered before, Ian was still confident enough to defeat him with one blow using this silver chip-separated right hand.
