Chapter 686: Picture of Hell (Part 2)

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The snake spoke but felt that this place was ethereal and far-reaching, transparent and pure, without any trace of dust. But it was empty and had nothing to rely on, as if even consciousness was melting into it and dissolving into nothing.

Extreme domain?

Snake Whisper is a knowledgeable person. Even if he lacks direct experience, he can make judgments very quickly. On the other hand, it came from her wonderful intuitive experience - she inexplicably used this void as a base, looked around, and quickly "overcame" the initial discomfort, and reversed her perspective to look into the chaos that was happening at this time. the abyss, the spiritual ocean and the material world.

This is an experience I've never had before.

The sense of transparency from the extreme realm has penetrated into the material world, so that it is vaguely possible to grasp several relatively stable axes behind these endless turbulent appearances.

I just don’t know if this is a natural experience after logging into the Extreme Realm, or if Ronan gave her this perception ability... and even the result.

Soon, Snake Whisper confirmed: it was the latter.

Here, her perspective completely followed Ronan, without any degree of freedom, and she was not given a chance to observe calmly. The direction of perception was shifted, pointing to a certain "extremely far" place.

To say it's "extremely far" is just a feeling. Because observing this time is obviously more difficult than before. In the middle, you should break through some links and obstacles before finally locking in the area.

But over there, the perception of "succession" of the snake language has lost the unique sense of transparency of polar observation. At a glance, it is a gray area, like clouds and fog, but countless "stars" can be seen, hidden in it. Micro flash.

Perception is still adjusting, focusing on those "stars". Not long after, Sheyu suddenly realized and "saw" the fog maze where she had "checked in for work" during this period.

The Mist Maze... at least part of the area inside it is indeed somewhat "distanced" from the Abyss and the Extreme Region, and the connection is not very close. The "battlefield time and space" that Ronan kneaded with one hand is just like that.

Apollyon pointed out this trait last time, and this time he proved it in reverse.

Snake Yu doesn't understand the underlying reason, and doesn't make random guesses. She was already very familiar with the mist maze. If she was close at hand, she could see that in the maze, the mist and dust were overwhelming, strangulating foreign objects all the time, and there was no place to rely on.

But at this level, looking at it from a distance, there is a gap, but it is such a situation, which is really strange.

Before she could understand it further, Ronan, with a clear purpose, completed a certain link between the Extreme Realm and the Mist Maze... To be precise, the link was to a certain area of ​​the Mist Maze.

The "distance" between the two sides has not been shortened, but from this moment on, the chaotic and noisy sand and dust noise invades, making people instantly "dream back" to the time and space of the battlefield - which is also constantly hit by such external "sandstorms" Friction will cause an "active star" to fall from time to time, causing various unpredictable consequences.

These are already the background sounds of Snake Talk, so they shouldn't be affected too much, but this time, it feels a little different.

"Did you hear that?" Ronan's thoughts came in, as if he wanted to communicate with her.

"Probably...there are several strong sources of interference." Snake Yu tried to communicate with Ronan. But she was not particularly clear about her current state, nor did she know whether her thoughts had been passed on.

In any case, on the premise of "taking over" Ronan's perception, Snake Language did find that in addition to the daily background noise, there were several more sources of interference in this area... maybe a dozen or more sources of interference.

They each have their own characteristics, rising and falling, but they are intertwined and never harmonious. They only highlight their existence - like they are quarreling with each other. The louder one's voice is, the other will probably raise his voice higher.

Such "chatter", occasionally

They will also make noises in unison, with no order or rhythm at all. After only "listening" for a moment, Sheyu was upset and wanted to cover his ears, but how could he?

Snake Language also vaguely realized that these "noises" and "noises" were not transmitted by sound waves, but another kind of incomprehensible "waves"... or similar forms, which penetrated directly to the bottom of the heart and were kneaded into one without any structure. The group makes people almost crazy.

"Well, it's calmer than before." Ronan commented.

Is this still called "stopping"?

Ronan's thoughts continued to input: "The one who can make the most noise has gone to the earth to torment... The number here has indeed decreased by one, but the overall status has not changed. Don't look at them fighting over each other, in fact they have already died. It’s become a system.”

Combined with the induction results, the snake language can be roughly understood, but it is also difficult. Ronan ignored her feelings and directly concluded:

"It looks like I need to clean it up. You will be very busy in the future."

It's not my business?

Snake's instinct felt that something was not good, but Ronan's thoughts were particularly decisive: "Take care of the first one first... just be patient."

"Wait!"

Sheyu wanted to refuse, but it was too late?

The next second, her induction point was forcibly taken back by Ronan and returned to the Extreme Realm itself. But the point is not the change of direction, but at this moment, some familiar chaotic elements are forcibly injected.

Horrible, ugly, dirty... all descriptions are pale. Snake Whisper seems to have returned to the moment when he disturbed Ronan's "eyeball practice" in Bancheng and even suffered a backlash.

She didn't know how Ronan created this great terror, or if he himself had hidden all this?

She Yu's whole body seemed to have been dismembered inch by inch and randomly spliced ​​together in one place. His consciousness suddenly fell into a trance, but he couldn't pass out no matter what.

She was tortured to the point of collapse, but Ronan still forcibly took her with him, pointed his sensor at the void of the extreme realm, and reminded him in time:

"The target must be on target."

At this moment, Snake almost laughed, and then hissed hysterically at the soul level!

Strangely enough, perhaps due to the strong contrast, at such a crushing stage, Snakeyu felt more information:

She clearly glimpsed a certain "external structure" that left traces in the magical void of the Extreme Realm. The same emptiness as the extreme realm may be called light and weak, but it is indeed a relevant reflection.

Snake Whisper is not sure whether this is his true feeling or Ronan's gift. But no matter what, it is this faint structural imprint that forms a wonderful connection with the distant mist maze, the material world and the abyss that I just experienced along the way, and the "independent construction" of the "target".

A core frame picture is also vaguely formed.

"Feel it?"

Ronan's thoughts continued to penetrate: "This person has already established an independent realm. In a longer period of time, there is a high probability that it will be at the level of the 'inner universe'.

“Its core is not in the extreme area of ​​the abyss, or even on any side of the material and spiritual worlds, but it will eventually have its strength in these places.

"Establish rules and regulations on the extreme domain, project them, and evolve naturally, which is the most efficient. That's what it does... This context must be grasped."

She half understood the snake language, and she didn’t want to understand it. She just wanted to ask:

Why don't you do it yourself?

The evil eye technique is actually copied from you!

Ronan seemed to hear the voice of the snake...as if this word could be removed?

"If it were me, the situation would be out of control. We have to do something.

But you can’t be the biggest sinner on earth! "

But you didn’t provoke this monster?

This last round of thoughts was drowned in the disgusting filthy chaos that continued to seep in.

Snake Language's nerves are no longer strong enough to support even the slightest burden other than this fatal "actor". She is about to be crushed by such an exterminating force, and she must find her next home...

Must, immediately!

In fact, there is no need for Ronan to emphasize that.

Under his guidance, Snake Whisper only locked onto the "structural mapping" of the powerful demon in this illusory extreme realm.

This lock... actually has never been released.

The previous experience, which was like a dream in a wonderland, was nothing more than the process of her being hit by the backlash, her mind wandering, and then Ronan injecting a large amount of information into her.

This process has its own speed and rhythm, maybe it's just a flash of thought.

But since then, the "poison" in the Evil Eye has increased by more than ten times.

It was obviously a snake language, but in fact it was Ronan who was behind him, exerting force from a distance, and he even said it euphemistically:

"Control the field!"

Snake Yu no longer knew how the demon on the other side would react. Because at this moment, she felt that she was just a smelly towel that had been soaked in the sewage and poison tank for ten days and ten nights. After a few random rubs, she was forced into the gap between the monster's huge structure, and a fire was lit behind it. Burning with a roar.

Is this how I'm going to die?

This was her last thought before she lost consciousness.

Ronan stood on the front deck, watching the situation on the north shore.

On the shore, an ugly giant suture monster was temporarily created from magneto-optical mica. It was like randomly pinching a few deformed corpses into a rough shape - probably a disabled octopus with several broken claws, squirming and pushing it up. to the front line.

In the blink of an eye, the cannon fire spewed from the Bone Fortress caused blood to splash everywhere and debris to fly around. It was only due to its huge size and strong replenishment that it continued to push back and forth.

In front of this "octopus", part of the Bone Fortress has been quickly activated. With the support of the blood flame infusion, it rumbles away like a giant chariot propped up from the soil.

There are blood-light networks connecting each other vertically and horizontally, and they can coordinate and adjust at any time, and some of them will decompose halfway and become new forms.

In short, the bone structure on the north bank, supplemented by earth and stone, is becoming more and more obvious and thicker. Everything has its own mature procedures, turnover is endless, and the rate of change is also increasing rapidly.

"Amazing!"

Ronan saw that the giant seam monster octopus had just shattered the leading skeleton chariots and gained a partial advantage. In front of it, a giant fortress wall with a height of tens of meters had already taken shape.

With white bones as the frame, the earth and stone were poured and burned together, and blood flowed into it. From a close distance, it looked like a mountain standing majestically. And it is still multiplying rapidly, and the fortifications are deep and deep, almost like a fortress.

Correspondingly, there is a severe inclination of the storm turbulence in the abyss area - almost forming a solidification tendency.

Such a miracle made Ronan look up unconsciously:

"What a pity!"

The next second, the roar from the opposite side sounded again:

"Zhanhe..."

But after only half a sound, the howl, which I was tired of hearing, stopped abruptly.

At the same time, the majestic fortress that had just been built opened a large gap in the middle, and quickly spread branches and leaves in the middle, forming an irreparable dense network of cracks, which collapsed again in the blink of an eye.

The majestic fortress collapsed with a roar.