There was a soft trembling sound in the void, and with the living example of the human-faced spider in front of him, it was difficult for Ronan not to think of the dark chains.
Since he really established the format more than ten days ago and entered the level of "my heart is like a prison", Ronan has progressed at a speed that even he feels is incredible. But he is deeply self-aware. Until now, the manifestation of his highest ability is still based on the Gestalt and the Dark Chain.
This is the precious treasure left to him by his grandfather, and everything comes from here.
To this day, Ronan still has not fully understood the mystery inside. He can only say that he has understood some basic principles.
That is exactly a framework!
It can be seen from the changes in the "altar frame" that the so-called dark chains are very much like the embodiment of a certain high-level order framework.
Ronan couldn't understand how his grandfather allowed this "order framework" to be incorporated into medicine, breathing, and visualization, and imprinted on the practitioners, allowing them to master such advanced skills.
But the most important thing right now is application.
Ronan thought to himself that the directionality of his dark chain was not much inferior to that of Anweng, and it seemed that it could "dive" with him for a certain distance.
But why bother? The ridicule of Bai Xinyan and others, and Child's warning came to his mind at the same time. Did he suffer enough from all the previous lessons?
No longer thinking about it, the dark chains materialized, passing out from the depths of the void and penetrating through the top door of Baze.
This was not the first time that Ronan had sent the Black Chen Chain to a living person, but it was definitely the first time with a clear goal of "order". Ronan didn't understand or pay attention to the specific movement of Qi and blood. He focused on the effect of the order framework on the nature of chaos.
In fact, to say it is useful is to praise him.
Interference in the material plane has never been Ronan's specialty. Now his development direction has begun to shift towards "pure observation", largely giving up on interacting with the material level in exchange for outstanding performance in spiritual induction.
Ronan could not turn Baze into a puppet, nor could he force Baze onto the track of a new order.
He just guided Baze through the fog of chaos to see clearly the higher-level "new order" eroded by chaotic elements, so as to sort out the physical and spiritual structure and alleviate the damage caused by the erosion of chaotic elements.
The problem is that Baze has lost basic control. Even if there is a clear answer in front of him, it is difficult to follow it. Ronan had already expected this.
Now is the last fork in the road.
Ronan also gave Childe a final reminder: "This is my order and the framework is mine!"
Childe must have understood the deeper meaning. But without saying a word, he knelt down and punched Baze heavily in the chest.
Baze spurted out a mouthful of blood, splattering Childe's head and face. The latter remained unmoved and punched down again, but at this time, Baze, who was paralyzed on the ground, took the initiative to straighten his upper body and cut Childe's fist halfway with his chest.
At this moment, the two people's eyes met, and Child raised his chin slightly: "If you want to survive, follow me."
Baze gasped for air. The pain caused by the erosion and symbiosis of chaotic elements continued. Every blood vessel inside and outside his body was twisting, and every muscle was twitching. In the chaos, the usual functional order of the human body has been changed beyond recognition, and there is no possibility of restoration.
If he wants to survive, he must find a new order in these ruins that allows life to continue. And this was something he couldn't do in a short period of time, and Ronan was demonstrating a possibility for him.
Baze had no choice but to comply.
He closed his eyes, and his breathing first became more rapid and chaotic, then suddenly stopped, and then resumed after a few seconds, and so on. At the same time, the muscles, bones, blood vessels, and internal organs on his body were all squirming crazily, matching the rhythm of his breathing.
After repeating it five times, that is, after failing five times, Baze suddenly let out a roar, and banged the back of his head against the floor of the ruins like crazy. There was a thumping sound, and his body twitched and struggled violently. Protruding blood vessels spread all over the surface, forming an ugly and ferocious image. .
Time passed second by second, and the dark clouds and fog stirred by the giant shadow pillar corroded the building layer after layer. From time to time, some parts of the structure collapsed, and the building became increasingly shaky.
Part of the dark clouds and mist came over. Of course, it couldn't hurt Childe, and it couldn't do anything to Ronan, but it was attracted by some inexplicable attraction. It threw it at the roaring Baze, passing in and out of his mouth and nose, It's like there's some kind of exchange going on.
Childe was unmoved and watched all of this quietly.
"His!"
There was a long inhalation sound, and Baze exerted force suddenly. In just two seconds, he actually sucked in all the mist outside him. His body swelled slightly as he struggled painfully, then suddenly froze, and then he collapsed back on the floor. Panting heavily, his chest rose and fell significantly, but his breathing had begun to enter the range of a normal person.
This means that Baze has found a new order of life from chaos.
Although this may not be a satisfactory ending for him.
Baze opened his eyes, his cold eyes pointed at the night sky without focus. The ferocious intent is like a flame under the ice, weak but tenacious.
Ronan knew that this buddy's eyes were for him, but what could he do?
An interesting change appeared in the Gestalt structure: on the "Staff" floor, Baze's figure quietly appeared. This was the result of him reshaping the physical and spiritual structure according to the order he set with the help of the Wuchen Chain. .
Ronan had already explained this to Childe in advance.
Childe acquiesced, but Baze might not be convinced, but would definitely be severely rejected.
Ronan doesn't have many examples of what kind of binding force one will endure when he is in Gestalt, and the comparison is not strong: the magic talisman at the technician level is very obedient, while the cat eye at the student level is very unruly. As for Baze at the staff level,
The dark chain suddenly trembled, and in the trembling sound, Baze's body twitched violently, and deep in the physical and spiritual structure, a certain "hook" that had long been twisted and deformed collapsed and shattered.
In an instant, obscure fluctuations passed through the air. Ronan was startled and startled. He screamed and was unable to react. An Weng's thoughts were like a long sword drawn from the furnace, piercing the air and coming with it. A strong burning sensation.
That "hook" must be An Weng's method of controlling sacrificial knights like Baze. Even if Baze had been abandoned by An Weng, such a change would inevitably alarm him.
However, the reason for An Weng's strong reaction was not just as simple as "losing a Baze".
Ronan achieved "control" over Baze and established a restrained order on top of its chaotic nature. In a sense, this is equivalent to controlling part of the power of the demon behind the scenes, even the part that has been abandoned.
This is like Anwen trying to control a continent, turning the world upside down, and no results have been reached yet. But Ronan next to him first controlled a small island that was separated from the main continent due to volcanic earthquakes.
That's probably what it tastes like.
Metaphors can describe reality, but they cannot replace reality. The relationship between Ronan and Anweng is not between an island and a continent. There is no vast ocean between them, but only an indescribable sensing distance.
Too dangerous! If Ronan were An Weng, he would probably think so.
What's more, there is another element seeping in:
Wuchen's chains were ringing and kept ringing.
