"Break it open?" The cold light in Maoyan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he was a little suspicious, "Don't you regard it as evidence?"
Ronan blinked again, but he had already made a plan in advance and said: "Well, I suspect this thing may have been manipulated by someone. The other side will use it to build a snake nest or something to track and lock our position..."
As soon as the words came out, many people looked at them. Ronan's words actually violated He Yueyin's requirements. They came out of other people's mouths and entered into people's ears. But I’m not paying attention to that right now.
"Is that so?" Zhang Yingying turned her head curiously.
"Think about the time before. If the secretary hadn't killed Guilei with one sword and affected the opponent's methods, he might have let the other side take action and bloom in the center... At least that's what I feel."
Ronan relied on the little credibility he had just established to talk nonsense, and in the end his logic was almost messed up. But don’t tell me, some people really believe it now.
Zhang Yingying opened her eyes wide: "Why don't you throw it away quickly?"
"You have to destroy it first, right?"
"Humph, Child gave this to you. If he later launches an attack to investigate..."
"Will he?"
Ronan's surprised expression defeated everything.
Zhang Yingying waved her hand: "Forget it, since you say so, look at me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clear sound in everyone's ears, like a wind chime vibrating, which was sweet to the heart.
Ronan's hand trembled slightly, and then he saw that this metal box, which was also quite thick, was silently cut into two halves. A weak electric fire flashed and then disappeared.
The crack was just above his tiger's mouth, and some cold air seeped into his skin. There seemed to be a sharp and invisible blade cutting through the skin.
"Hey!" Ronan couldn't help but widen his eyes and sink a little. His hand applied for the regeneration of the severed limb. There was no problem!
"You're welcome!" Zhang Yingying smiled and waved, "Don't you want to throw it away?"
"It should be fine." Ronan was speechless to Zhang Yingying and replied casually, but with a slight movement in his mind, he added: "I don't know who the officiant who took action was, but he seemed to be of average skill. Once Gui Lei died, the follow-up All changes ceased."
Zhang Yingying couldn't help but roll her eyes again. No matter how ordinary she was, she was at least a sworn officiant, okay? After all, it's still a C. In terms of strength, he can crush everyone here except He Yueyin and Bai Xinyan.
As soon as these words came to his lips, a plain voice from the flank sounded: "If the three chief priests of the Justice Religion in Xia City are those who speak too truthfully, they are probably An Chengli. Age.
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The least important thing is that he also relied on his ancestors. His great-uncle was An Weng. "
"An Chengli?" Just as Zhang Yingying was about to interrupt, He Yueyin glanced coldly and tapped her ear. It was obviously a reminder to them not to disobey the request and chat casually.
"Double standards are really good...the boss is the boss!" Zhang Yingying posted a thumbs-up emoticon in the encrypted channel, and her sarcasm was palpable.
Ronan was surprised and looked at He Yueyin blankly. No one should understand the purpose of what he just said, but He Yueyin cooperated with him flawlessly. If that person was really An Chengli, the effect of those two sentences would be countless times better than his...
He Yueyin turned his eyes and nodded slightly.
Before Ronan could think about it, his heart moved slightly. What he saw in his eyes was He Yueyin. However, in his brilliant galaxy-like sensing level, the dark cloud that had been locked for a long time lost its stability as it surged. , and it was even more turbulent at this time.
Although the momentum is amazing, it cannot compare with the majestic and calm performance of the other two flowers. Moreover, this dark cloud is branching off a series of turbid undercurrents, penetrating down in the direction of the frost river reality.
Although he was still thinking about saving money, Ronan was already feeling chilly. The other party's target is pointed here again, with obvious malice and a hint of anxiety and anger.
That emotional color was revealed in Ronan's observation.
Without any delay, Ronan threw away the severed metal box, and his mind dispersed into the dark air around him.
The metal box contains the consumables for making the "Human-Faced Spider". They are like toner. Taking them out alone is useless and will only make your hands dirty. But as long as you have a matching computer and printer, you can create complex and clear text materials.
In the three-thirds of an acre of land in Xia City, Ronan is probably the best "support". At least based on the current situation, the Justice Order's research on the human-faced spider will not be more in-depth than him.
At this time, the "ink powder" was floating into nothingness, and no one else could detect it, but Ronan's soul power gathered it back together silently. After kneading it twice, it still felt a little awkward, so my consciousness sank into the "External Neuron" and opened the Gestalt interface. Through here, you can contact the magic talisman dozens of kilometers away.
There is no need for that guy to do anything, just stay well and be a "model" for him.
However, what he didn't expect was that when he captured the magic talisman through the original Gestalt system, the galaxy viewing system he had just set up also received information from there.
Ronan's observation range can't reach that far yet.
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But just as he sensed before, with a larger body, the information received will be much richer.
The magic talisman is not a living thing, and its structure is chaotic in the depths. There is no "life sketch" to speak of. However, the chaotic structure is reflected by other "starlights" and under the pull of the Gestalt system, forming an ambiguity. The shadow is reflected across a long distance.
The power of pure projection is too small to play any role, but it is a good template.
Ronan originally just wanted to compare the structure of the "magic talisman" and make a low imitation version. But in this case, he just threw the "consumables" into the projection.
In this case, it is also an authorized high imitation, right?
It's actually not that simple to copy the Human-Faced Spider. The so-called "consumables" Huang Bingzhen collected according to the sect's method were just the lowest kind, filthy objects that today's magic talismans don't even bother to glance at. No matter how high the imitation is, it is just similar in appearance, simplified in function, and even more average in power.
Ronan thought it was enough.
Not long after, a human-faced spider that was closer to the original "Burning Shadow" form floated in the air. In terms of efficiency, the sect's method was probably beyond its reach. No one saw it at this time except Ronan.
The deep and endless multi-layered structure on the spiritual level is like a layered curtain of darkness, which is the best hiding place for the human-faced spider. Even people like Maoyan who specializes in perception, or strong people like He Yueyin and Bai Xinyan, can hardly reach the deep areas.
But from the beginning, Ronan's telepathy was able to penetrate the depths, which was completely different from others. Maybe it's really because his mental telepathy is purely for "observation"?
Under the control of Ronan's consciousness, a low-end version of the human-faced spider sneaked into the void silently. Not long after, we followed the "spiral arm of the galaxy" and came to the edge of the turbulent dark cloud.
Among the dark clouds, the emotional light and color still shine.
Ronan recalled that last week, when facing Jack, Magic Talisman came up with an impressive method: the guy transformed into a piece of "message" and a little bit of "emotion", which penetrated into Jack's thinking, layer by layer. It advances layer by layer until it penetrates deep into Jack's soul.
Obviously, the human-faced spider has similar instincts. Ronan does not have too high requirements for the "low-end version", as long as it can enter and spread the news.
On the edge of the dark cloud, the human-faced spider swayed, facing the emotional light in the dark cloud, and plunged into it.
(We are currently in the third quarter material period, so the updates are confusing. Please forgive me.
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