It was indeed Cadman.
While most of the two groups of people separated by thousands of kilometers could only rely on visual similarities and the logic of the situation to reason and guess, Goto Yoshi had already found conclusive evidence with his special ability.
Although from the perspective of interactive interference, the humanoid outline in "Lava Mouth" has been altered beyond recognition by the violent energy of "Ugly Monkey". But as long as we can grasp the most essential core inside, follow the causal chain, and push back, we can basically complete the restoration.
Cadman's guy is on the physical side, so he couldn't achieve the "out-of-body" effect. But Mr. Mo also took this into consideration and used the "lava mouth" to create a temporary container, which can also be said to be a "cage", and captured his soul body, and also achieved a fairly complete mapping.
If Cadman doesn't care, there's nothing wrong with treating the ball of "saliva" as a body.
Goto Yoshi discovered something, but the cost was severe physical discomfort - his eye sockets were hot and hot, and the yellow eyeballs were beating slightly, which brought up the eyelids and the surrounding blood vessel network, forcing the blood supply rate to increase. To offset the loss of "special vision".
Goto Yi was really struggling, and the miraculous movements of his eyeballs had exceeded the upper limit of his conscious control. Fortunately, these efforts have yielded corresponding results.
And, he discovered more.
In Goto Yi's eyes, the projection area at this time was like a strange mirror. It maps only the most critical parts and then puts a ridiculous twist on everything else.
At both ends of this mirror, whether it is the negotiating parties in the Ticheng conference room who are closely related to Cadman, or the "Heavenly People" who are simply used to support the scene, in a sense, they have been unified and alienated into a low-level hierarchical beings
The number and shape differences of these people seem to have no practical significance. If you want to come up with a meaning, it is roughly equivalent to...
Raw materials?
People may not trust the correlation between the two sides of the "mirror", but this "mirror" is simultaneously reflecting the panic and fear in their hearts, and it is vividly revealed.
And these detonated and constantly growing negative emotions are being transformed into special forms of existence at the spiritual level, perhaps in the deep realm, and are connected with Mr. Mo.
Limited by his own level and understanding, Goto Yi could not know much. He could only give a superficial description - probably like the diffuse filthy smoke, in the gap where the heavy cloak was slightly lifted, Wandering around.
Of course the smoke escapes, but the escape process only occurs in invisible places, in the unobservable "black box" deep in the cloak.
There seems to be a demon who enjoys this special ingredient, puffing away clouds and mist, feeling comfortable.
And when Goto Yoshi wanted to pry further, what should be closed would still be closed, and what should be chaotic would still be chaotic.
It shouldn’t be!
Thousands of miles apart, the consumption required to capture the powerful and terrifying soul is not enough to affect the cloak's shielding effect?
Or is it that Mr. Mo's level of control over the fundamental power of the Blood Flame Order and the corresponding skills have allowed him to ignore the obstacles of time and space and manipulate the high-level leaders of the order like Cadman at will?
As a result, Mr. Mo's control over the Blood Flame Order is simply incredible!
With such a controller, Mrs. Halder, the officiant, is really just for worship.
Well, the one thing that will never be sacrificed is...
Goto Yoshi, who forcibly peeked into this level, was reduced to the "majority people" who could only use their poor imagination to speculate.
At this time, he especially hoped that Captain Jimmy's "hand" could be stronger than the previous one, or at least open a larger gap in the cloak!
But now Captain Jimmy seemed to be frightened by the frustrated action. Even though he was covered in armor and his face could not be seen, his body showed obvious stiffness and he looked obviously distracted.
"Jimmy-kun..."
"No results yet?"
Somewhat unexpectedly, when Goto Yi greeted Captain Jimmy, the latter also took the initiative to contact him through the preset communication channel: "Did you see anything? That monster!"
"What?"
"I mean the 'ugly monkey', the biggest ape-like creature!"
"So what?"
Captain Jimmy's mood swings were obvious: "Damn it, are you scared out of your wits? It's right there, and you're telling me 'so what'? Do you just look at the drool it sheds?"
Goto Yi was stunned for a moment.
Yes, with such a big alien right in front of him, why didn't he focus on observing it? Instead, he was only interested in the saliva dripping from this guy?
Although that is also very crucial content...
The ape-like creature so close at hand is obviously a very powerful aberration. Mr. Mo was able to summon it out of thin air, and the interference and consumption would probably be even greater than the long-range photography under the rules of the Order. Soul behavior.
He didn't expect what was clearly right in front of him?
Goto Yi felt vaguely strange, and felt that Captain Jimmy's mood was too abnormal, so he subconsciously asked:
"What did you see?"
"This thing, this thing... you don't know? Damn it, don't tell me you have no idea at all!"
Should I...know?
Goto Yi was really confused. He really had no relevant concepts. At this moment, there seemed to be some information that everyone knew, which he had perfectly missed.
As a social creature, this feels bad.
But it also piqued his curiosity even more.
The focus of Goto Yi's sight naturally spread from the "lava saliva" that was about to fall, and expanded to the surrounding related areas - that huge and ugly face that seemed to have half of it rotted.
The focus of his gaze was constantly fine-tuned, passing over the fine scales on the "ugly monkey's" face, the half-collapsed forehead and top, and the wrinkled flesh, before touching its protruding crimson eyes.
Big and empty…
This was Goto Yi's first feeling.
But inexplicably, he didn't dare to explore further into the hollow.
In fact, at this moment, the frequency and amplitude of his eyelid twitching increased dramatically. His eyelids, which were extremely loose due to weight loss, couldn't help but fall down, but were stimulated by the eyeballs and rebounded again.
At this time, Goto Yi seemed to be looking directly at a dazzling light source, looking directly at the sun that was about to rise above and below the horizon.
Completely out of instinct, Goto Yi turned his face to avoid the direct attack. He did complete this action, but the only things that really moved were his neck and head.
In his eye sockets, the pair of dim yellow eyes did not move. On the contrary, they pushed open the eyelids they were trying to cover, controlled all related nerves, blood vessels and muscles, and stared at the ape-like creature. The ugly face, especially the big and empty bloody eyes, remained motionless.
The dazzling feeling continued to come over me. If I were a normal person, I might have shed tears now. But Goto Yi didn't, because even the tears that were about to overflow were used by the dim eyes as lubricant, which was better than nothing.
Goto Yi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, partly due to the emotional fluctuations caused by losing control, but the other part, and the more important factor, was that the "eyeballs" needed more blood supply and more nutrients.
Goto Yoshi's body is heating up, but his skin pores are shrinking abnormally. It is in this contradictory reaction that more energy from his limbs and bones is mobilized to rush forward in the most efficient manner for the "eyeballs" use.
In addition, there is almost endless sunshine from the outside world...
At this moment, Mr. Mo’s voice sounded again, seemingly speaking to Yin Le:
"Did you see clearly?"
"Ah, what?"
Yin Le's reaction was similar to that of Goto Yoshi and Captain Jimmy. After half a second, she came back to her senses and asked: "Sir, what on earth is this?"
"I discovered a wonderful creature before. I call it the Rotten-mouthed Ape. I only discovered it recently. Although it looks a bit ugly, its whole body is energized. Well, it is easier to shape and has good stability. It is a natural building. Material."
Yin Le: "..."
It was also at this time that there seemed to be a slight explosion of air in the air, similar to the noise of bursting water bubbles and burning air.
It is easy for ordinary people to ignore this kind of sound, but some people with keen senses around them can judge that this sound comes from the "ugly monkey", oh, it should be the "saliva" on the mouth of the rotten-mouthed ape, that is, Cadman came all the way.
Judgment is judgment, but few people can tell clearly what Cadman is tossing.
Until Mr. Mo spoke again.
"I'm not angry. Why should I be angry? There are people in the sect who have done ten or a hundred times more than you, and their status is higher than yours..."
Ever since the Bad Mouth Ape appeared, Yin Le had been in a daze. When he heard Ronan mentioning some sensitive points, he subconsciously wanted to interrupt: "Sir, don't listen to his false words!"
"It's nothing."
Mr. Mo tilted his head slightly, and his thin and ordinary face formed a wonderful contrast with the huge face of the rotten-mouthed ape separated only by the fence: "Since when we founded the sect, we proposed the 'Blood Flame Will', it is tantamount to giving up. The reason for your situation is that the Blood Soul Temple, as the foundation of the religious order, lacks a stable and long-term identification and exit mechanism.
"One is a problem of design thinking, and the other is a problem of design ability. Of course, the lack of mapping and supplementation on the material level is indeed a troublesome thing...
"Furthermore, there is a problem with the level of the people in the sect. For example, Cadman is a blood-sucking bug, but if the application ideas are not improved, the vast majority of people in the sect will not be like him. There is no essential difference.”
At this point, Mr. Mo raised his chin slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked at the platinum light edge cut out behind the fish-scale clouds in the sky: "At this point, although some people do not hesitate to predict, they do it very cleverly."
