The instantaneous spatial distance sensing is quite clear. The distance between the two human-faced spiders is very far, at least far beyond the limit of normal sensing between human-faced spiders.
In other words, this is a collision that shouldn't happen. So is this a game? Specifically for the Man-Faced Spider, a dead game for him?
Before An Weng could figure out the reason for the change in situation, the conflict between the human-faced spiders had already entered a white-hot state.
The vast starry sky was filled with hostile pressure, and No. 3's body was forcibly twisted. Every movement was a comprehensive confrontation of visible and invisible forces. For this reason, the chaotic power inside No. 3 was running at an increasingly high speed, like a boiler.
In this way, all built-in fuel is crushed and burned to provide more powerful internal energy.
For An Weng, this was a disaster. After he gave up his body, his soul was placed in body No. 3, achieving a partial blend. However, after all, it was not completely integrated into one. There was still a considerable part, which was also the most critical soul.
The intellectual part remains independent.
After "Boiler No. 3" was activated, in just a few seconds, An Weng's soul area was evaporated by nearly one-tenth, and many memory materials were instantly erased, causing him to appear slightly in a trance, until Zheng was affected.
Xiao screamed and suddenly woke up.
The "kite string" is about to break, how come the chain is still so strong?
Self-deprecating thoughts passed by, and An Weng forced himself to forget the imminent threat of death, injecting his own power into himself, trying to control No. 3 and break free of the chain.
The Dark Chain is the only channel to contact the two human-faced spiders, and it is also the main battlefield where the two human-faced spiders fight. If you want to destroy the hedging situation, breaking the chain is the most effective way.
With An Weng's help, No. 3's strength suddenly climbed to a higher level, and its eight arthropods stirred the void, paddling desperately, trying to go in the opposite direction.
The Wuchen chain collapsed straight, and the pulling and hedging forces from above acted simultaneously, making the chain's vibrations continue to intensify, and the vibrato became one, and finally turned into a high-pitched "buzzing" sound when the rubber band was on the verge of disintegration.
Still a little worse, still a little worse...
The more intense the confrontation between the human-faced spiders, the more terrifying the internal pressure of "Boiler No. 3" becomes. Anweng's soul realm continues to be eroded, but he has to continue to accelerate the process to ensure the power output of No. 3.
This is the stupidest consumption, but in haste, An Weng has no choice.
At this moment, An Weng felt that he and Wu Chen Chain were like two burning medicine twists. It would depend on who burned to the end first, ignited the explosive, and shattered into pieces.
"The truth is above!"
"Buzz!"
Praying and trembling occurred at the same time, and another wave of hedging exploded on the chain. The strong impact of power finally broke through the limit of the Wuchen Chain, causing it to suddenly lose its special structure and collapse.
The figure of No. 3 suddenly stopped and the chain was broken.
However, An Weng was not happy at all.
At this moment, his soul area has shrunk to two-thirds of its heyday, and a large amount of memory material has been wiped out. Even with his tenacious will, he was in a trance for a period of time.
In addition, in the final stage of power hedging, An Weng had no energy left to protect other places, and Zheng Xiao's "kite string" was also broken.
No. 3 is suspended in the vast starry sky, and the sky is filled with stars, but there is no clear clue to connect it. It seems to be lost in the starry sky and has lost its direction.
An Weng calmed down, sorted out the messy soul area, and also tried to take the opportunity to strengthen his control over No. 3.
But just as his soul area gradually penetrated and spread into the chaotic area of No. 3, the internal pressure of "Boiler No. 3", after a brief cooling down, roared.
An Weng endured the burning pain like poisonous fire, trying to keep his mind clear, but his mind still sank heavily.
No. 3 slowly turned around, his instinct agitated again, and it was stronger than during the previous fierce battle.
At this moment, An Weng heard a kind of fine bass, like the background noise that exists all the time in a metropolis. It is subtle and ubiquitous. If you look closely, you can see rich and complicated information.
In this subtle but hard-to-ignore noise, shadows flowed silently like filthy river water. A huge and ugly body emerged from it, with its joints and limbs spread out and its demonic eyes twinkling. When it first appeared, it was on the side of No. 3.
, when its rickety and curved body completely floated above the shadow water, it was already directly in front of No. 3.
Through the perspective of No. 3, An Weng locked the target. This human-faced spider was obviously larger than No. 3, and its figure was more solid. The strong pressure coming from the face made No. 3 more and more restless.
Hard to suppress.
Number 3's instinct should be to escape, but in the end he still stayed in this "star field".
This has nothing to do with courage. The reason is actually that the invisible force of order is placed in this vast starry sky, turning it into a strange cage. Even though it is infinite and wide, the two human-faced spiders are already firmly interlocked.
Only the determination of victory and defeat, life and death, is the final outcome.
It's that mysterious chain...
It seems to be shattered, but in fact it has transformed from tangible to intangible, using more incredible forms to arrange order, and showing an inescapable coercive force.
An Weng had just made this realization clear, and the human-faced spiders had started fighting again.
Unlike intelligent life, the human-faced spider has no nonsense to talk about. Driven by instinct, both sides started charging mode and collided suddenly.
With just one encounter, No. 3's left chelicerae was bitten off by the powerful enemy and swallowed into his belly. The sharp joint on the same side of No. 3 also penetrated the side of the opponent's humanoid body. The wound burned and blood flames flew.
The two human-faced spiders let out silent roars of pain at the same time, but this direct wrestling mode did not change at all. It was like returning to the classical Colosseum, using the most bloody form to please others.
So at this moment, who are they pleasing?
An Weng tried hard to maintain a coherent mind during the confrontation between the human-faced spiders: the changes in the chains showed the subtle switching of the power of order. This was by no means a spontaneous change, at least there was a framework that encompassed the starry sky.
Who does the framework belong to?
An Weng knew the answer, but facing this vast starry sky, even with his sophistication, it was difficult for him to come up with appropriate means to target the person behind the scenes.
unless……
No. 3's body was trembling again. It was completely at a disadvantage in the "glad fight". At this time, half of its ugly face was bitten off by a powerful enemy, half of its six-color magic eyes were missing, and its aura was rapidly weakened.
If this continues, there is no chance of winning.
It only took An Weng a tenth of a second to make the final judgment, and the corresponding choice did not take more time.
He reflected in his mind, and in the soul area, a dark bead appeared, densely covered with strange patterns. This was the secret death spell he had formed in order to kill Ronan as quickly as possible.
At this time An Weng did not hesitate, the soul power ran over, shattering the secret spell, and the fatal negative power swept the soul area.
The pain in his heart cannot be described in words, but it can be vented in a similar way. His mind was agitated, and he roared at the spiritual level: