Ronan could probably understand why Yan Fen was stunned.
After all, judging from the visual effects, this phenomenon similar to the reversal of time and space is still very deceiving. But it's a pity that this is just an illusion. This relatively complete body is only a temporary carrier to collect Wright's chaotic and collapsed energy. The complex and precise functions of the human body are not building blocks after all. Ronan cannot give new cells to broken cells and tissues. The vitality has exceeded the limit of the field involving his soul power.
At most, he just gave Yanfen and even Wright a mostly fallacious illusion.
And it is the tiny realm constructed by this illusion that still allows consciousness to flow and recognize, and even allows the body to react slightly.
Within this tiny area, Wright's remaining consciousness blended with his mutilated body, like a spark beneath the ashes, even though it was tiny, it still shone brightly.
Wright miraculously retained his breath, which also allowed him to experience first-hand the wonderful feeling of limbs disintegrating and coming together, and souls burning and reorganizing - that is truly "life and death depends on one's own", following the majestic and powerful will, Suddenly dying, suddenly existing, going back and forth on the boundary between life and death.
And all of this is dominated by the "melting pot" in front of you... no, dominated!
He tried to open his eyes wide, and the faint light from the outside world penetrated the broken and reorganized crystal, driving the cone cells and a series of subsequent neural reflexes, combining the fuzzy information from the outside world with the imaginary hallucinations in his mind, making this doomed The demon of death let out perhaps the most pious sigh in his life:
"God!"
The temporarily reorganized soul was annihilated, and the reassembled body collapsed and dissolved like a puddle of mud. It also completely digested the impact of the storm in the abyss, making the intense turbulence at the abyss level invisible.
This was undoubtedly a very cruel way to die, but before Wright completely disintegrated, his vocal cords vibrated, and the weak force pushed the air molecules through the air molecules layer by layer, transmitting the emotional sigh in time. . Although its range of influence did not even exceed a diameter of three meters, it could already be heard by Ronan and Yan Fen who were nearby.
Is this God? Someone's requirements are really low.
Ronan shook his head slightly. He was not as visionary as Wright: in the virtual brain system, he still had a half-understanding of various in-depth theories about configuration, movement, etc. In practice, he was stumbling, and he could only move at a turtle's speed in the cloud mist maze. Advance; from the perspective of knowledge, it is just a brilliant sun disk in the abyss, and the power coming across the endless void is unfathomable.
Under such a comparison, if he were a god, the power system of this universe would probably collapse immediately... In the end, it is just an uninformed person's excessive imagination and hallucination.
Ronan had this idea, but Yan Fen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt her face turn red. She was still restricted by the nerve agent at this time, and her limbs were numb and difficult to control. She could only barely move her vocal cords to spell out two words between uh uh and hehe. That is to say, Ronan has a good ear. After Yanfen repeated it several times, he finally recognized it clearly. The word that kept repeating was:
Cape, cape!
Hey, cloak and cloak are different!
Of course Ronan knew that what Yan Fen said was not literal, but now was not the time to get to the bottom of it. In his opinion, finding the right treatment and antidote for the nerve agent would be more difficult than anything he had done before.
His eyes turned to the door of the damaged room, where the Vulcan ants were controlling the giant salamander to stagger back.
A dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor, ah no, the bell needs to be untied and the one who ties the bell needs to be tied. Whether things can end well tonight depends on whether this old saying full of empiricism works.
Facts have proved that Ronan's luck is pretty good. As Death Ghost Wright said, the amount of nerve agent he added to Yan Fen is not particularly large. Yan Fen himself is also considered to be quite powerful on the physical side, and his body functions are much stronger than those of normal people. After stopping the continuous injection of poison, Ronan helped sort out the neural network, and then slowly recovered.
When she was barely able to move, Yan Fen struggled to the ground and almost fell at Ronan's feet. Regardless of the dirty blood on the ground, she knocked her head down hard without any words of thanks in her mouth, and the next movement... Then he kissed the corners of Ronan's hanging cloak devoutly.
Is this a custom within a wandering tribe or their evil cult?
In line with the principle of doing as the Romans do when entering the country, or in other words, staying in character, Ronan suppressed his instinct to avoid it and suffered through it all his life.
After completing the etiquette, Yan Fen knelt down again, then staggered up, almost using both hands and feet, and came to the corner of the house. There lay Zhang Liu'an, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state due to heavy blood loss.
From the beginning to the end, Yan Fen did not speak, but groped around Zhang Luan's body with trembling hands, and quickly pulled out a short knife from the leather sheath on the back of Zhang Luan's waist - this should be the weapon Zhang Luan used regularly. When he attacked Ronan before, he didn't have time to use it, but now Yan Fen got it.
Without any hesitation, Yan Fen stabbed Zhang Luan's still intact left arm shoulder socket with a straight knife. Ronan's eyebrows jumped when he saw it, but with his feet covered in bloody flesh, he didn't seem qualified to say anything.
Zhang Liu'an woke up from the pain and screamed loudly, but when his wife's pale and twisted face was reflected in his pupils, his throat seemed to have been cut, and for a moment there was only a hissing sound of air leakage.
Yan Fen put all her weight on the short knife, and the blade had already penetrated Zhang Liuan's shoulder socket and stabbed the ground below. She was very close to Zhang Liuan and her husband, almost talking in her ears:
"Tell me, why are you doing this?"
"Hey, let go, let go!" Zhang Liu'an finally remembered to speak, but he was tortured by pain and begged for mercy. His thick body twitched spasmodically and rubbed against the ground.
"Tell me why!" Yan Fen's words were weak, as if she might lose her voice at any time, but the huge emotional tension, together with the penetrating blade, bombarded Zhang Liu'an's defenses.
Zhang Liuan squirmed and struggled on the ground to no avail. He could only shout loudly in response to the screams: "The Evil Sect is about to be finished. I told you that Wright is from Amaterasu, Amaterasu... 3 The most powerful person in the Grand Order will definitely have no hope if he is targeted by them!"
"no hope?"
Yan Fen's breath trembled in her throat, and she didn't know if she was crying or laughing: "There is no hope for being targeted, so we have to sell everyone? In the beginning, weren't you the ones who had to put up this airs?"
The blood on Zhang Luan's shoulder was gushing like a fountain, and the blood on his broken arm was also bleeding non-stop. His own will had almost collapsed. The majestic man was so painful that tears and runny nose flowed, and he couldn't even think of replying for a moment.
Yan Fen didn't need to answer, she was just venting her emotions: "It's you who pushed Wu Jun to the position by using the reason of the survival of the tribe! She is not from the tribe, she is just a graduate student stranded in the wilderness, and she still has a body. She was about to return to the city at that time. It was you who wanted to give Pineapple a good environment! It was you who forced her to take the position... Heh, it was because of the 'cloak', right? Because she was the only one left in the base who had mastered this technology. operator!"
Once again, Yan Fen turned the dagger in her hand violently. Zhang Luan screamed louder, twisting his waist and legs, desperately trying to shake Yan Fen away, but in vain. In the end, he just gave up everything and shouted:
"So what? She should have given me the 'cloak' a long time ago!"
"……for you?"
"Isn't she going back to the city? After returning to Spring City, she can get out if she wants, but she still holds the position, and those stupid idiots really worship her as a priest... Well, even if she is a priest , what did she do again! It’s Qiling all day long! Qiling! Qiling! This kind of children’s trick is still useful in the wilderness, but now it is in the metropolis, with governments, military, associations, and religious orders. There are so many strong men, but Guang Qiling is useless! Give me strength, strength!"
Zhang Liuan's face was bruised and his thick muscles were bulging, and he was already shouting hoarsely: "Since she is a priest, isn't it natural for her to give strength to the believers? If she can't even do this, why should she establish a sect or call herself a god!"
Yanfen screamed and yelled back: "We never had one!"
However, Zhang Liu'an was purely venting at this time, only roaring in his own logic: "That piece of shit 'cloak' is simply the nonsense of a crazy old man. Only those with dead brains can worship it as a god and advocate it! Okay now Yes, the Amaterasu Order has arrived. They ask for mercy, so why should I die with them? Of course I have to sell it, and sell it at a good price..."
Yan Fen stared at the man beneath her, her husband, and said through her teeth: "You are shameless!"
"The 'gods' who have no ability are shameless!"
Zhang Liu'an reached up and pushed his head back, even ignoring the torn injury on his shoulder, he cursed: "You have no ability and no qualifications. Compared with the real cult, you are just rubbish that can't do anything! That's it!" Rubbish, how many years have it delayed me! My talent and youth have been ruined by this rubbish, and I still have to toss around in the cave like a reptile, lose my damn cloak, lose my damn loyalty...ugh!"
The voice suddenly changed in tone, mixed with the tiny sounds of the throat, skin, fascia, and bones being cut open.
Yanfen drew the knife and wiped it horizontally, slitting her husband's throat. The noise of the air flowing out and the gurgling blood consumed Zhang Luan's last bit of vitality and ambition, and at the same time, her last bit of strength.
The dagger fell to the ground and her hands became weak. Yan Fen almost threw herself on Zhang Luan's body, but in the end she stood up on her elbows and firmly kept a distance from the man she had been closest to.
