The fortress was built very quickly, and it fell at the same pace, but it was just not as neat as when it was built. At this moment, the north bank of the river was filled with smoke and dust, covering the wilderness and temporarily obscuring most of the details.
However, in the near-shore area, it can still be seen that the construction of the "fortress" has greatly changed the landform of the north bank, causing the original river bank to be severely deformed. The water from the river poured in, clashing with the remaining blood and light inside the ruins. The steam rose and mixed with the dust and smoke stirred up by the ruins, causing the visibility to drop by another level.
From the inner area, a dull booming sound came.
There seemed to be some ferocious shadows in the water vapor and smoke. They continued to struggle, but soon lost their last kinetic energy and collapsed one after another.
Ronan didn't wait for the dust to clear, he was going to confirm the result now. He was about to "walk over" directly, but before leaving, he remembered something and took the paginated notes that were already swinging in the air in his hand.
At this time, the notebook he reorganized was no longer turning pages, nor was it burning. Its outer skin has an extra layer of charred black, and its edges are slightly curled, but the whole thing is still intact. During the burning process, it has the power to protect it from the high temperature.
Ronan jumped over the edge of the deck, stepped on the air, and walked towards the dusty and smoke-filled area on the north shore. On the shore, facing the approaching Ronan, the big seam monster octopus restrained its fangs and claws, quietly lowered its body, and then disintegrated like mud.
Ronan didn't care about this, and put back the title page with the "Sixteen-Character Secret" in his hand halfway.
After that, he flipped through the pages of the notebook and saw that a considerable part of the messy lines drawn by his grandfather had obviously faded, and some had even completely disappeared, leaving several pages blank.
Ronan frowned. This was not his intention, but it made sense.
It has now been confirmed that the traces left by Mr. Luo Yuandao on the inner pages of these notes are actually some of the records he made when he was a node of the "God's Cloak" and suffered from those "interference sources" for a long time.
Limited by the dimension of knowledge and the recording medium, Mr. Luo Yuandao's description is really too abstract. But it also records, to a certain extent, the nature and state of those "interference sources", as well as their changing trajectories when they interfere with the fog maze and the earth's local space-time.
Only people like Ronan, who have an intuitive understanding of the two space-time structures, including the "interference source" itself, can compare and analyze this kind of severely reduced dimensionality and loss of information.
Then again, dimensionality reduction is all about dimensionality reduction, derogation and derogation. Its background is still there, and it can still play a huge role in the hands of those who know how to use it.
Judging from Ronan's own experience, in a sense, this can even be considered as the old strong men represented by those sources of interference. With the help of Luo Yuandao, they try to leave traces outside the fog maze and even grow further. The “seed” of development.
This time, Ronan found a fairly complete record from those messy pages, and filled in some parts based on his own senses, identifying the "pictures"; the other side is also waiting to "go with the flow"...probably has the ability An instinct to get out of trouble. The two parties cooperated to complete this "demon lower realm" drama.
From the current perspective, this pattern seems likely to be repeated.
Ronan confirmed that the "active interference sources" in the core radiation area of the fog maze seemed to have formed a new mode of instinctive communication and competition. They moved and made endless noises at every move.
But as far as individuals are concerned, their active goals are relatively limited, and they all rely on instinct to struggle. If we proceed in this way, in theory, we can gradually reduce the pressure on grandpa and him, and at the same time, we can also have a side understanding of high-risk radiation areas...
More importantly: the node settings of the so-called "God's Cloak" have not been affected for the time being.
So, it can be done!
Of course, if the first test is successful, subsequent failures will often occur. This kind of thing needs to be carefully demonstrated.
There is another question: the Horned Demon only found four such notes in the Seventy Format Laboratory, and asked the guy to destroy one, and only three were brought out.
One was brought back by Ronan at the Emerald Light auction; the other was at the Amaterasu Order, and was brought over by Romanus some time ago as a gift. There are still a few pages in it that were used by the True God, The Pope and even Molla intercepted him.
These are the only two books Ronan owns.
As for the records that can be spliced together like this, are relatively complete and can find the corresponding "interference source", the two together are actually only this group.
Even if I want to conduct similar experiments later, it will be difficult to make a plan without rice. If we go to collect again, wouldn't the idea be on Li Wei's head?
When you think about it this way, it becomes more difficult.
Ronan sighed, blew away the smoke and dust in front of him, and turned to the title page again.
This page with the "Sixteen-Character Jue" written on it, in the previous situation, actually had some kind of sealing power that could suppress the stimulation of the "demon traces" in the note. It was after Ronan took the initiative to remove it. , just out of control.
Even Ronan had not thought of this, and he had to study it carefully later: Is such a wonderful feature unique to the title page of this special notebook, or...
Ronan thought of the paginated notes that he and Ms. Luo Shuqing had just packaged and arranged some time ago.
Ronan's thoughts were changing, but that didn't stop him from penetrating the smoke, dust, and mist and entering deep into the collapsed area of the fortress.
At this time, he has his feet on the ground, and under his feet are the results and ruins of the domain power during the transformation process from the "picture of heaven and man" to the "inner universe" on the opposite side.
Many times, orderly arrangement will distort people's perception and make people misjudge the "scale" of the target, which may be enlarged or reduced.
The collapsed fortress on the north bank is also included in this list.
After the whole white skeleton and earth and stone collapsed, the height dropped a lot, but it seems that only in the ruins can the intensity and scale of its effect in a short period of time be truly seen.
Looking back on the entire process, from the projection of domain rules to the material world to the collapse of the fortress, it only took a few minutes, but it had already had such an impact on the mountains and terrain.
There will definitely be further changes in the future. After all, its role in the space-time architecture has not yet been reflected.
It's a pity that Ronan can no longer allow it to expand further, otherwise it will really lead to a catastrophic disaster.
Now...do you think you can still accept it?
Ronan stopped and stood on the top of a slightly higher earth and stone ruins, looking down from a distance.
Not far from his feet, there was Snake Whisper, who was unconscious and in a bad state. He was half-clothed and had many ablation marks on his body.
About fifty meters away from him was a sunken terrain that was quite different from the surrounding area.
It's like a circle of dry pond. The bottom looks very messy, but there is still some vague order left. Like the main body of the fortress, most of them are made of bones, earth and stone. They appear to be in the shape of columns, and there are probably hundreds of them.
But most of the inside was folded and collapsed, and only some of the columns remained intact, allowing Ronan to see the "etch marks" that had formed on them, as well as the dark red "remnants of high temperature".
In fact, this "dry pond" still maintains a very high temperature, the surrounding soil is crystallized, and the surrounding air is extremely dry. The smoke screen air is slightly distorted, and occasionally even sparks can burst out.
Ronan wondered whether the sonic boom he heard on the ship just now was due to the dust explosion caused by the special environment of this depression.
Snake Whisper might have been hit hard from the front.
The scene is messy, destroying many traces that should be left, which is a headache.
However, Ronan didn't rely solely on his eyesight.
What he is focusing on now is the invisible interference scene that is still struggling unwillingly behind this complex and chaotic material environment; it is the special area that was originally "independent" but has been overwhelmed.
It is like a broken soul, wailing in chaos and despair, constantly twisting and twisting, trying to squeeze out the "toxins" that have penetrated into the deepest layers; it is also trying to reach its claws into the material and spiritual levels, Explore the abyss and extreme areas and capture all available energy.
At this time, it has no cover, and every interference action is the most efficient mode of instinct. Watching it struggle is like watching a high-level teaching of interactive interference.
Well, thinking about it this way is a bit perverted.
Unfortunately, due to his condition, this person at this level can no longer detect the edge of the "inner universe"... He has not been able to detect it before, but at least there is that tendency.
Now it can only be at the level of "pictures of heaven and man".
Ronan watched silently, feeling a little regretful.
But on the other hand, he also felt that in the mist palace of his spiritual level, the "shadow" that had been painted from the moment of the demon's "lower realm" seemed to have already shown its appearance even though it was still being perfected. A more complete and stable core architecture than the current reality.
Ronan's brows relaxed and then furrowed again.
Because at this moment, he was sure that the demon soul on the opposite side, while struggling in pain, was also penetrating the "evil poison" it endured into the surrounding void.
In fact, the magneto-optical mica that had intervened in the battle early and used its assistance was now twitching, feeling rather uncomfortable... or fearful of the void environment under its control.
The "big octopus"-style suture monster previously created by it may be docile and self-destructive when facing Ronan, which may reflect its feelings.
Now Ronan was not in the mood to provide psychological counseling to Magneto-Optical Mica. His brows were furrowed, his perspective expanded, and he watched the changes in the surrounding void.
Including the turbulent vortex above the Abyss that has become extremely unstable due to the demon's near-death state and may collapse at any time; there is also the increasingly faint mark of the Extreme Region.
If the "evil poison" leaks out through these channels, it will be great fun!
"I just know it's not that easy."
Ronan let out a long sigh. He was extremely careful and used the snake language to transfer, but still couldn't control the amount.
The "evil poison" was inexplicably brought out by him from the "relay station". He is the largest and ultimate source of danger in this time and space. He has this responsibility to avoid causing the spread of "evil".
However, he does not have the advanced means of setting up a "crystal array" on the Maharaja's plane for defense and neutralization like a relay station.
You can only use a dumber idea.
Amid the sigh, a shallow arc of light lit up around the grocery wheel above the rolling river behind him. Using it as a fulcrum, the space-time bubble structure like a bunch of grapes suddenly interfered with the local space-time. Part of the structure protruded and moved forward, silently covering the ruins of the fortress on the north bank.
