The alien demon is the species of this monster, and the wild spirit is the racial subdivision of the alien demon species.
In short, most of the critical native creatures are called strange demons, just like most of the creatures in the abyss are also called demons.
Wild spirits are common strange monsters in Critical, but being common does not mean they are weak.
Living in a critical situation, the pressure will be very huge. If you don't have a few skills, you will gradually become a rare creature.
Just like, humans are common creatures on the earth, but their ability to survive is not weak.
Everything becomes popular because there is a reason behind it, whether it is good or bad.
The number of wild spirits is basically sufficient, and there are also steps for advancement.
Therefore, if you see critical monsters in the outside world, they are usually wild spirits. They are the most representative creatures of critical.
The external image of the wild spirit is not important, as their external image changes frequently.
Just like that fleeting inspiration.
No one knows exactly how they will appear in front of people.
Of course, beneath their ever-changing appearance are their unchanging characteristics.
Anyone who encounters them will have their own perception confused, and then they will have all kinds of abnormal thoughts, and the whole person will continue to alienate, and finally become unlike themselves.
These "common senses" about Huang Ling all emerged automatically after I looked at Huang Ling head-on.
The other party rushes along the smoke, and you can hear strange sounds in your ears, and it seems that the other party is floating in the air.
At the same time, a scalp-numbing rancid smell followed the vision of the eyes and entered the mouth and nose.
At the same time, phantom pain also appeared on his body, first in his mouth and nose.
The rancid smell was accompanied by pain, which was unbearable.
Then the pain went straight down the mouth and nose into the throat and stomach.
The severe pain made Zhang Hao's body twitch uncontrollably.
At this moment, Huang Ling had appeared in front of Zhang Hao, and his bone claws grabbed Zhang Hao's body directly.
Although Zhang Hao was in severe pain from his mouth to his stomach, he still nimbly dodged the blow.
However, Zhang Hao felt pain despite clearly dodging it, and saw several claw marks appearing on his body.
"Invisible attack?" Zhang Hao was very sure that the opponent's bone claws did not touch him. In that blow, he did not feel that he had touched anything.
After carefully thinking about the opponent's attack method, Zhang Hao also started to counterattack. He simply clenched his fist, and the light turned into a palm and slapped it towards the desolate spirit.
Facing the attack, Huang Ling's body symbolically dodged for a moment in the smoke, and then gave up the struggle.
For some reason, the speed of Huang Ling at this moment was not as fast as before, and it was easily hit by Zhang Hao.
But then Zhang Hao discovered that his attack was ineffective.
The light fell on the opponent, and the deformation of the opponent's body bones could be observed. However, as the light dissipated, Huang Ling remained the same as before.
Zhang Hao, on the other hand, felt a pain in the bones all over his body, as if several places were broken directly.
At the same time, he couldn't bear it any longer, and a mouthful of rancid black blood flowed back up from his stomach, and he vomited it out in one gulp.
At the same time, the desolate spirit came over again, grabbing Zhang Hao with the bone claws in his hands.
The doubts in his heart were amplified to the extreme at this moment. Zhang Hao did not dodge at this moment, while trying hard to control his senses.
The bone claws grabbed his body, and blood exploded, but Zhang Hao felt a sudden feeling.
I saw that the wound in the second attack was not deep, and could even be called a skin injury.
But as Zhang Hao's attention gradually focused on the wound, the wound suddenly began to deepen.
This forced Zhang Hao to quickly stabilize his thoughts.
At this point, Zhang Hao almost had a fairly comprehensive understanding of the existence of Huang Ling.
The other party seems to exist in front of him, but in fact there is some kind of gap between them.
This gap is not absolute, but is determined by the cognition brought about by perception.
When your five senses observe the other party's attack and your consciousness recognizes the existence of the other party's attack, then you have been attacked.
This is also the reason why there are still claw marks on his body even though he was not hit before.
At this moment, Zhang Hao kept his mind and tried not to pay attention to Huang Ling's actions, thus minimizing the damage to a certain extent.
But this also puts Zhang Hao into a dilemma, that is, if he wants to truly attack the opponent, he must recognize the opponent's specific existence through perception.
This is a very dangerous thing because you can't be sure whether your perception is safe.
The wild spirit can cause confusion in people's perception. You think it will be fine just by looking at it, but vision interferes with smell, taste and even feeling.
Then these things can emerge directly and truly according to the feelings.
"So the key point is actually not the five senses, but the thoughts." Zhang Hao grasped the key point: "Or inspiration."
"The so-called criticality is actually the spiritual world, the spirit of inspiration."
To reality, criticality is like darkness. Only when a spark of inspiration appears in the rotation of thinking, can the light of inspiration briefly illuminate the darkness of criticality, and thus criticality can be observed.
When you observe criticality, the critical darkness will also follow your thinking, distort your inspiration, and in turn begin to affect you.
The distortion of inspiration is the critical core.
At this moment, Zhang Hao felt like he was trapped in a strange circle.
If you want to avoid being harmed by wild spirits, it's best to stop thinking about everything critical, and it's best to ignore the other party's existence.
But if you want to get rid of this monster, you need to constantly sense the other party, think about the other party's existence, and finally discover the other party.
However, the moment you find the other party, the other party's attack has already fallen on you.
This kind of battle is too frustrating, and Huang Ling completely occupies the absolute initiative.
"Unless I can stop my thoughts with my mind." That is to say, when the other party wants to attack me, my mind will immediately stop thinking about everything about the other party, and then take advantage of the gap between the other party's attacks to resume thoughts about the other party, and then attack again.
And after achieving this, you just put yourself on the same starting line as the opponent, and can compete with the opponent's normal offense and defense.
As Zhang Hao's attention was no longer on it, Huang Ling's body returned to its original ghostly state.
It flashed in the smoke and quickly dissipated in the smoke.
This can be regarded as Zhang Hao's mental stability. After discovering the problem, he can immediately visualize the big day and control his thoughts to prevent them from spreading freely.
But how do I get out of this predicament?
Zhang Hao had a hunch that time was in the enemy's favor. The longer it was delayed, the more dangerous Xiao Xi would be.