Ronan's feeling was very subtle.
In the past, when he erected the altar frame, he could always remain aloof from the world and not be directly affected by the "sacrifice", and only received relevant "benefits" as long as he could afford it.
But now, An Weng's evil thoughts struck, and the projection of the Scale of Truth was inexplicably connected. That feeling of superiority was "offended", and the altar frame he set up was also eroded and collided by external forces.
This has never been the case.
But it makes sense to think about it. The Scale of Truth is the supreme holy object in the Justice Order. It also functions as a sacrificial vessel and can be regarded as another altar frame. An Weng has been put on the scale, which is equivalent to a sacrifice on the scale of truth. It has two uses, different goals and different properties, so conflicts are inevitable.
Moreover, what An Weng is doing now is not just to make two "frames" collide with each other, he reveals evil thoughts and locks the target, clearly intending to drag Ronan into the depths of the whirlpool!
It seems he has succeeded.
Ronan tried to clear the projection of the Scale of Truth from his mind, but it was no use. This thing became more and more clear, especially on the side of the white scale, which seemed to have the power of seducing people, pulling on the mind, and there was no way to avoid it.
Looking into the root cause, it seemed that it was vaguely involved in the structural pattern of the "Shield of Truth", so that his body felt a little tight both inside and outside, as if it was tied up by invisible threads.
Ronan jerked away uncomfortably, but he didn't expect that the equipment outside him immediately sounded an alarm, and everyone in the carriage suddenly focused their attention.
Zhang Yingying, the temporary nurse, immediately raised her hand to Lao Gao: "I didn't do anything!"
"You can't do it even if you want to."
Bai Xinyan is integrating instrument data through images. Various graphical data are arranged hierarchically. The eyelids of non-experts will jump wildly, but at this time, everyone can see that in the left area, there is an almost straight wave line chart. , suddenly there was a series of subtle fluctuations.
"The strength of the physical body has changed, although the amplitude is very small." Bai Xinyan's eyes turned and passed over Ronan's face, "There are no cracks in the Shield of Truth, right?"
"This, I'm not sure."
Ronan reached out and scratched his cheek, feeling a little embarrassed. Although the matter was secretive and could not be elaborated on, he did not pretend to be a hero, but showed an uncertain attitude.
Bai Xinyan raised her eyebrows slightly, but before she could speak, Zhang Yingying slapped him on the shoulder again: "Not clear? What do you mean not clear?" "It's not my problem..."
Actually it is!
At this point, Ronan had to admit that he was overplaying his hand.
At this time, Ronan could sense that there was a powerful "heat source" "next to him". That familiar sense of order was undoubtedly Childe.
Combining the situation in the logical world and some of An Chengli's memory fragments collected by "High Imitation Products", Ronan made a judgment that made him laugh and laugh:
Perhaps like Childe, he was "killed first and later punished" by An Weng, sent to the scale of truth, and became the weight substrate... There was also a day when he was put on the altar and became a sacrifice?
This is really ironic.
The detached feeling of building the altar frame all the time made Ronan lose his accurate judgment to some extent. Even if An Weng swallowed the bait himself and knocked on the door, the level of the magic talisman would still be dominant, and his "happy to see the hunter" attitude was too frivolous.
After the initial near-collapse dilemma, An Weng immediately taught Ronan a good lesson with his slick and decisive approach.
If his guess was correct, An Weng should have seized the link of Child blessing him with the "Shield of Truth" and used the secret technique of the cult that he did not understand to achieve success in one fell swoop.
And things don't end there. Now Ronan seems to have replaced figures like Childe and Ouyang Chen as An Weng's number one target! This ability to attract hatred even made him drunk.
The top priority is to get things back on track: President Ouyang and Childe, have they been idle for too long?
"Perhaps An Weng is targeting Childe, and the result is harm to Chi Yu?" Childe's blessing to Ronan was obvious to all. Papercut frowned and guessed, and he was on his way immediately.
Red Fox said solemnly: "It may also be a direct target, shooting cattle across the mountains."
Zhang Yingying stretched out her hand and tapped the red fox, but she said in great agreement: "That's right... then take protective measures first!"
"There are no conditions now."
Bai Xinyan shook her head, raised her bracelet to contact the outside world, and quickly connected: "Sister, your boss's ability to cause trouble can't be stopped by even a layer of the world. I suggest you urge President Ouyang to solve it quickly. !”
Ronan's head hung down, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment. But after all, he would not be distracted on the secular level for too long, and he could not completely rely on others to help him. His mind quickly focused on the "altar frame".
An Weng could not relax for a moment, even if the other party was weakening at a visible speed.
"Time is running out." An Weng knew his situation very well.
In the "Colosseum", half of No. 3's joints and limbs were bitten and devoured, leaving him in a depressed state and almost unable to fight back.
An Weng's soul area shivered and shrank, leaving only half of its prime. The rest are still torn apart by two whirlpools, with the Colosseum still second, and the projection of the Scale of Truth being the big head.
Now that Ronan is put on the scale, and it is... it can only be one side of the truth. Adding weight over there, An Weng has to keep up here, but Ronan's weight is by no means an ordinary person. He and Childe merged into one place, causing the projection of the scale of truth to slip into an "imbalanced state" in an instant.
The more critical this moment was, the colder and more An Weng's mind became, like a projection of the scale of truth, obviously illusory, but possessing the majesty of a holy object and the immortality of its own.
In a short period of time, by burning his soul, he could withstand it... and even obtain stronger tension and achieve better results.
"collapse!"
As if the bowstring was plucked hard, the moment the "tremolo" sounded, the detection wave swept across the deep space, more powerful and transparent than ever before.
At this moment, to An Weng, the logical world and the vast starry sky were almost completely transparent. His consciousness spread to every corner and every level of the void.
Accompanying "transparency" is a layer of "clouds". That is the phenomenon caused by the detection wave touching the material level and interfering with each other.
Probably this kind of "clouds and fog" accumulated a lot, and soon the night sky of the logical world became a little dirty.
"Collapse!" Another trembling sound came out, and the visibility of the logical world dropped again, like a heavy fog settling. In the night, the three skyscrapers seemed to twist.
"Ouyang!" Childe still has some mental connections with the projection of the Scale of Truth, and can indirectly touch An Weng's state. Suddenly, a bad omen arises, and he warns Ouyang Chen.
Before Ouyang Chen could respond, an electric fire suddenly shot out from the upper level of the hazy mist, with a dazzling and bifurcated trajectory, like a felled tree in the sky, falling straight down.
Why smash it?
Because in the blink of an eye, the electric light twisted and coiled. After the strong light, there was a turbid and solid shadow. It looked like a clenched fist. The scattered electric light was like fluttering hair. Overall, it looked like the giant arm of a monster. , crashing down.
