In the twisted deep space, the energy information emitted by the deformation of the logical world structure, if analyzed forcibly, would probably be equivalent to the staccato of "Beng Beng".
Seeing that the situation on the spiritual level was getting more and more complicated, although Ronan did not follow Childe's advice and left quickly, he also intercepted the extending momentum of the mental induction, stopped going deeper, and tried to recover it.
Only then did he realize that the demon's "venting" seemed like an opportunity to escape. After breaking down the structure of the logical world, the level it was on became a decoupled curtain and a tape measure that was quickly retracted, cutting off the connection with the logical world and heading into deep space.
In this way, it doesn't matter that An Weng, who originally paid great attention to Ronan, had to make a choice. The "Light Cocoon Heart" adsorbed on the foundation of the demon's power will definitely leave with him.
The "red-hot sword" attention was finally removed.
Ronan couldn't help but feel relieved, but soon discovered that he had relaxed too early.
The demon is gone, An Weng is gone, but the familiar yet unfamiliar trill becomes clearer and clearer, causing the Wuchen chain to swing a little more than it should.
The resonance continues.
The Wuchen Chain is being affected by information from afar. Even if Ronan deliberately distances himself and stays out of the matter, the resonant connection still keeps him at this level, hooking his consciousness and constantly getting closer.
Ronan's mind was a little dazed. The pulling connection injected more or less energy information fragments into it. After analysis, it turned into a blurry image, like in a dream.
Due to the gap in analytical skills, Ronan was not sure what he saw. At this time, the shock from elsewhere on the spiritual level was transmitted, and the message was sent, it was Ouyang Chen. The president locked his position on the hierarchy and caught up.
This was the first time for Ronan to personally experience the psychic telepathy of extraordinary beings. It was surprisingly stress-free, and only the purest information was conveyed:
"Effective division of labor is more important than working overtime."
"Well?"
Before Ronan really understood what was going on, his heart was shaken, and he felt an astonishing storm on the spiritual level. A powerful force came from nowhere and swept across.
The "strong wind" blew and the light swayed, covering an extremely broad range and level. The picture of the galaxy drawn by Ronan also became blurry in an instant.
The sudden attack of the storm originally had a further impact on Ronan, but Ouyang Chen's thoughts were here, and a protective wall was erected invisibly to block the subsequent impact.
The problem is that under the influence of this, the already unclean spiritual level has curtains and tape measures flying all over the sky. The specific location where the demon and An Weng went is immediately submerged in the chaotic flow of information, making it difficult to grasp.
This is cover! Ronan immediately made a preliminary judgment. This sudden storm came so coincidentally that it was difficult not to doubt its intentions.
Who takes action? Is there any powerful person from the Justice Order who is hiding in Xia City?
"President!"
"It's time to come over there."
Ronan's thoughts were known to Ouyang Chen through spiritual communication, but the latter did not even have basic emotional fluctuations. After commenting on the sudden change, he also explained some background to Ronan:
"An Weng... the target he is trying to control holds a very important secret, and many people and forces are interested in it. I think it is necessary for the association to seize the opportunity. If we can lock the location of the demon , it’s the best.”
Ronan was dumbfounded, how to lock it?
The chaos caused by the demon's destruction of the logical world and the spiritual storm that comes from nowhere are really very effective when used to interrupt it. Even Ouyang Chen wants to...
Without stopping, the void changed again.
Another force surged up, like a sudden rise of a high cliff, and was suppressed in the void, blocking all the distant spiritual storms flying across the sky. After a moment of trance, the originally chaotic mental situation inexplicably eased a lot.
This kind of suppression ability from movement to stillness is much better than pure destruction.
But I don’t know why, it is suppressed here, but there is a sense of danger and danger. It is not unstable, but it has a more powerful and active nature in the majesty.
Ronan has quite a lot of experience in telepathy, but this is the first time he has seen the spirit of "If I don't follow the mountain, the mountain will come to me". In comparison, Childe is too pure, while Ouyang Chen is always calm and low-key, but not as distinctive and unforgettable as this person.
Who is this? It seemed that he was on their side. Why didn't he take action when the situation was better just now?
Ronan murmured in his heart, but Ouyang Chen showed no signs of surprise and only conveyed new ideas: "I was thrown too far just now. I am unable to locate the demon. I need your help to confirm it."
Ouyang Chen generously admitted that Ronan was better than him at the spiritual level this time. He could admit it, but Ronan couldn't accept it.
"I didn't lock it!"
The only thing Ronan can confirm now is that the location of the demon is very deep in the spiritual level. It is because the construction of the logical world distorts the "curtain" and brings it close to the material level, giving the demon a chance to appear.
Now that the logical world structure has collapsed and the curtain has returned, it is a time of turmoil, interacting with each other. It was like scattered pages of a book, dancing in the strong wind.
At this time, the difficulty of finding the location of the demon and Anweng is about the same as locking a page among these pages and looking for a single stroke error among the dense fonts.
Just thinking about this kind of project made Ronan feel chills running down his spine...well, he didn't have any chills running down his spine for the time being.
Ouyang Chen was very aware of the difficulty of the matter and had no intention of putting pressure on Ronan: "Just the general direction is enough. You can combine it with this picture."
It was still pure information, but this time the amount was so large that Ronan was a little dizzy.
The information that came through was indeed, as Ouyang Chen said, similar to an image, but it was too complicated. One-way perspective and three-dimensional graphics could no longer represent it. After being analyzed, it seemed like Ronan was stuffed into an "immersion". "Equipment" allows him to experience firsthand the complexity and rich connotation of images.
This is the benefit of spiritual communication. Soon Ronan understood that this was the structural design of the logical world.
After sorting out the general outline, Ronan felt at first glance that the structural pattern of the logical world was like a thick sponge cushion, surrounding it in all directions, stacked three or four layers inside and outside, and then pressed together from the outermost layer.
Ronan can represent the physical level, and the sponge cushion can represent the spiritual level. It exerts force at the "high level" of the spiritual level to forcibly distort the overlapping structure, causing the originally very distant spiritual level area to tear apart the barriers in the middle and directly interfere with the material level.
That's probably what happened. Ronan finally understood the basic method of building a logical world. Of course, to achieve this, it would not be easy without the power of extraordinary beings, without even thinking about it!
And, how many layers of foam padding? Is there something wrong with the thickness?
In Ronan's own perception, although the spiritual level is also a multi-layered structure, the expression "thousand-layer curtain" should be more accurate. Especially the deeper you get to the spiritual level, the stronger this feeling becomes. It either overlaps in layers or floats around...
Well, it should be a simplified model. How can it be the same difficulty to calculate only three or five levels of deformation as to calculate hundreds or thousands of levels? Even if Ouyang Chen could figure it out, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it.
Ronan found a reasonable explanation and felt much more at ease. Since we have to start from this model, if there is a slight difference, it will be a thousand miles away, so don't count on the accuracy.
He thought about it briefly and drew a circle with his mind on this image. This was also the area that he felt was most suitable. After just such a circle, he felt that there were at least hundreds of "curtains" that needed to be sorted out and confirmed. If during this period, the target "curtain" floated for a while... wasting all the previous efforts would be the only outcome.
After drawing circles, Ronan felt more and more unreliable, but Ouyang Chen was quite satisfied with his answer: "The direction is very convincing. You can give it a try. If it doesn't work, let's study it again."
"But……"
As soon as his thoughts arose, the mental turmoil that had already subsided suddenly became intense again. The party that first provided cover for An Weng repeatedly failed to "suppress Gao Ya", so they also changed their ways and began to bounce back and forth in various areas on the spiritual level, sometimes even touching the material level, causing clouds and waves, directly affecting The survival of the logical world.
Everyone can see that it is only a matter of time before the logical world collapses completely.
Ouyang Chen said nothing more, and did not ask for Ronan's opinion. He slightly changed the part of the power that protected Ronan's telepathy, and sent the telepathy of this recognized "trouble maker" out of the world of logic.
When Ronan came to his senses, his soul body was floating outside the complex of conjoined buildings in the real world. But the main body of Shuanghe Reality, which had been smashed in the logical world, was still huddled in the darkness unharmed.
On the contrary, Ronan's "Galaxy Picture" is becoming more and more confusing.
It was also at this time that Ronan discovered that the confrontation between the two strong men was no longer limited to the logical world. Their power was forcibly breaking the barriers of the logical world with amazing penetrating power and stability, and passing the impact to this level.
Even if Ronan's mental telepathy was weak, the construction of the sketch of life was really affected and the pressure increased greatly.
Without needing to think too much, Ronan began to quickly narrow the sensing range. To him, it was just a thought, but soon, he felt something was wrong.
The galaxy scene is a combination of "life sketches", which is equivalent to a picture drawn by Ronan himself. This thing is not something that can be quit at the drop of a hat or deleted at the drop of a hat. The corresponding information has been deeply engraved in his heart and has had a real impact on Ronan.
On the spiritual level, information and energy communicate. When the induction range spreads out, but once it is closed, the complex information can be compressed, and the corresponding energy merges into a torrent and brushes through the soul body.
Whether it is the soul or the body more than ten kilometers away, it is a tremor.
Ronan was no longer unfamiliar with this feeling. Every time a sacrifice is completed within the "altar frame", every time the magic talisman is harvested in the hunt, the corresponding feedback will always come.
His soul is becoming stronger, and trouble is following, and this time it seems to be even bigger.
In the past, the endurance of the soul body had not reached its peak, but this time, it was completely different. The sensing range has shrunk to less than half, and the feeling of bulging, bursting, and dizziness are constantly amplifying, making the collection and operation of energy information appear to be out of control.
What's more terrible, at this time, the conflict between the two strong men on the spiritual level is also filling in a large amount of useful and useless energy information.
The soul body has reached its limit! Or is it that the energy information operation structure, that is, the energy information that the "soul configuration" can process, has finally reached its limit?
This disorder is out of control, causing a large amount of information to blur the boundaries and blend together.
Which is his sense of self?
Which are peripherally inconsequential memories and impressions?
These things are rubbing together, interfering with each other, and it is almost impossible to move.
No, it must not be like this!
Ronan knew that he couldn't go on like this. He needed a buffer, a flood outlet... At the moment, he couldn't think of anything else, only his previous successful experience.
External neurons!
A bolt of lightning struck into his mind. In the carriage, Ronan's body bounced up and then fell again, starting a "dying convulsion."
The values of the instruments on site rose and fell sharply. They did not go all the way down, but jumped back and forth. They all exploded, as if they were trapped in a strong magnetic field, with no reference value anymore.
In the carriage, everyone from Bai Xinyan to Zhang Yingying, from Xue Lei to Red Fox, Mao Yan, and Paper Cutting were all in shock. At this time, a sizzling sound sounded in the ears of several association members. The Lingbo network, which had been shut down for some time, began to resume communication, but the first wave of information transmitted was very strange.
In the rustling noise like the ebb and flow of the tide, the tit-for-tat thoughts materialized into cold and hard words: "All those who desecrate sacred objects will be purged by the sect..."
"Then let's start the war!" He replied leisurely and calmly, as if a gentle breeze had passed through his ears. But the connotation, as well as the corresponding power and identity, made the association members who heard this message look at each other.
Then, everyone pointed their gaze at one person almost at the same time:
What the hell is your boss doing?
Zhang Yingying spread her hands, rarely speechless.
This chapter, nearly four thousand words long, is the end of the volume. The length of the plot of this volume is a bit unusual. Before the next volume starts, let me sort out the details. The update may not be until tomorrow morning.
