Blood Stick smashed onto the Mirror Armor, producing a dull thud.
If it were an ordinary mirror, it would have already cracked, and one of lesser quality might even have shattered into pieces, but the Mirror Armor was different; it also had a defensive effect.
A fine crack appeared on the part of the Mirror Armor that was struck, but it did not affect Little Drilling Wind's ability to leave the Mirror World.
After landing in the Mirror World, Little Drilling Wind immediately got up, the pain in the palm of his right hand making him clench his teeth.
He looked down at his palm; the melted flesh and blood had stopped corroding and did not intend to burrow into his body, as if it had lost its previous effect.
"Fortunately."
Little Drilling Wind let out a sigh of relief, pressed the palm of his right hand against the ground to wipe away the flesh, and then took out a bandage printed with a green leaf pattern from his pocket.
