Ronan's mental induction has been chasing An Weng, and he is also observing the logical world. Some of the changes in the situation, he understands, and some half understand. When the huge light cocoon appears, he vaguely knows that the final stage has been reached.
The key link is limited by the level of understanding, and the thinking is stuck here, making it difficult to continue.
He could only continue to improve the sensing accuracy and take a closer look. Even though this was ten times and a hundred times more energy-intensive than the "Life Sketch" sensing method he had just learned, he felt that it had to be this way.
At this time, an indescribable light came out from the projection of the Scale of Truth. Feeling it alone, you can't see why, but under this light, the black and white scales on both sides of the Scale of Truth instantly lost their "color".
Black is no longer black, and white is no longer white. It seems that some key elements have been taken away, and they seem to be mixed together, making them indistinct.
It was this indescribable light that silently opened up an area in the giant shadow pillar. Its appearance was similar to the light cocoon outside the body when the first three chief priests built the Tianyan realm, but it was ten times larger.
The projection of the Scale of Truth is located in the center of the cocoon of light. The light and shadow intertwine to form countless lines of different thicknesses. At first glance, they look like spreading branches, which are still growing. Some are even entangled on the two scales. Thin lines
The "branches" twist and pierce into the mapped scene above, whether it's a human-faced spider, a kite-shaped shield, or a gestalt.
Because of this, the three sets of mapping graphics changed at the same time, the light and shadow were slightly distorted, and the structure was dissolved.
"Sacred Space, Extraordinary Displacement."
The ripples outside Ouyang Chen's body are cascading, offsetting the resistance of the giant shadow pillar, and he is approaching the light cocoon step by step. The front end of the ripples has even contacted the periphery of the light cocoon, undulating. Although the progress is not slow, you can see the formation of the light cocoon and the changes in the ripples.
, his brows still furrowed:
"From a small exchange of worldly things to a large exchange in the extraordinary realm, An Weng, you have indeed made an extraordinary move... However, by borrowing the power of the Balance of Truth, can the first sacrifice of your religion agree?"
There was no response from inside the light cocoon, but Ronan's heart palpitated inexplicably.
Replacement?
He probably understood something. At this time, the two ends of the scale, the human-faced spider, him, and Child, were there exchanges?
No, it's not.
After all, the two altar frames are still entangled. An Weng put Ronan on the scale of truth, so it is destined that the two frames will form a close connection.
Ronan could probably sense that at this time, the two ends of the scale only blurred the distinction between chaos and order. They did not form a replacement relationship with each other, but more like a blending, together forming an indescribable existence.
, and based on it, it continues to grow and expand.
As for the replacement... it happened on a more mysterious level, and he didn't have a precise perception yet.
But as an extremely critical link in the replacement, whether it is the Human-Faced Spider, Childe or Ronan, they will inevitably be affected, a huge impact!
The rooftop of Building A had completely collapsed at this time. Amidst the dust and smoke of the ruins, Child raised his hands and focused his gaze, watching the mercury light flowing above dimming layer by layer, his face expressionless.
Ronan caught sight of this scene and was stunned for a moment before his heart suddenly jumped:
No! Childe is in trouble, let alone him? There must be a problem on the ontology side - on the scale of truth, the dissolution of the Gestalt structure is an ominous sign.
"Hiss..."
Ronan's mind turned back to his true body and gasped, but it was broken in half. Ever since he was pulled into the frame of the "Scale of Truth" altar by An Weng, the lingering sense of restraint has become even worse, suffocating his blood and qi.
It is not smooth, so that many parts of the limbs feel numb, and the control of the body is greatly reduced.
In contrast, the internal organs lacking sensory nerves seemed to rebel. The diffuse pain caused convulsions in many organs, so that Ronan's body began to tremble slightly, and finally even swayed.
On the AR interface, at least seven or eight charts simultaneously displayed a blood-red color representing danger. The whispers and conversations in the carriage were wiped out in an instant, leaving only the beeping of instrument alarms, intertwined with each other.
"Internal organ dysfunction, support him..."
Bai Xinyan's instructions sounded, and then quickly became blurry. Because at this moment, lava-like heat poured down from the top of Ronan's head. His brain seemed to be boiling, and it seemed as if someone had hit him with a heavy punch.
The brain is dizzy, the consciousness is in a trance, the mental perception is also inaccurate, and the observed pictures become blurred.
He was confiscated from his old camp!
Ronan tried to calm his mind, hoping to regain his consciousness. But even if his thoughts were in a mess, he knew that An Weng must have made the article through the scale of truth and the huge cocoon of light that had just been erected.
That old guy really hit Ronan's weak spot all at once.
That does not work!
Ronan felt that the invisible net on his body was tightening rapidly. It had already tied his body to death, and was going all the way back to completely seal all his changes in form and spirit. By then,
He really was waiting to die.
The change happened so suddenly that Ronan couldn't think about anything else. Before the invisible net was about to close, he completely followed the instinctive light, visualized the gestalt, and then used the magic talisman to exert force. With the trembling sound of the chain, his soul left.
Lifting the body, one step into the depths of the spiritual level.
The invisible net closed, but it was a step too late.
At the moment when his soul left the body, Ronan clearly "heard" a "click" sound like the continuous breaking of branches, and there was also a lot of resistance. Fortunately, the way he left the body was to rely on external force, which was almost rough, and directly rushed into the spirit.
The level is deep, otherwise it may not be possible to succeed in one fell swoop.
As for now, after the separation of form and spirit, Ronan's consciousness suddenly cleared up, and his mental communication returned to stability. The most amazing thing is that the painful feeling in his body disappeared instantly.
Yes, An Weng used the blessing of the Shield of Truth to make a fuss. He forced his soul to leave his body, and the mode of interference between spirit and matter was broken. Naturally, he was freed from the shackles and no longer restricted by it.
But everything can't be perfect. Although he escaped, he lost control of his body. Before he could level up, he fell backwards and fell directly into Zhang Yingying's arms, losing consciousness.
The carriage was bustling again, and the situation looked like Ronan was about to die in the blink of an eye...
Ronan couldn't care less about what would happen to his body next. Although Anweng's design was broken by him, it was still impossible to completely escape from this vortex. As long as the conflict between the altar frame and the balance of truth and the gestalt remained,
If he is entangled, he can't really stay out of it.
Even now, the results of Ronan's escape are directly reflected on the projection of the scale of truth inside that "sacred space".
The "Gestalt" still exists, but it has faded a lot. More importantly, the trend of distortion and dissolution has been reversed, and it has returned to completeness.
This change, which is neither big nor small, directly interferes with the balanced state of chaos and order. The growth of the "branches" in the light cocoon is suffocated, and some even wither instantly.
One goes down and the other goes up, it’s nothing more than this.