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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty First (Part 2)

There was a soft trembling sound in the void, and with the living example of the human-faced spider in front of him, it was difficult for Ronan not to think of the dark chains.

Since he really established the format more than ten days ago and entered the level of "My heart is like a prison", Ronan has progressed at a speed that even he himself feels is incredible. But he is deeply self-aware. Up to now, the manifestation of his highest ability

, still on top of the gestalt and dark chains.

This is the precious wealth left to him by his grandfather, and everything comes from here.

To this day, Ronan still has not fully understood the mystery inside. He can only say that he has understood some basic principles.

That is exactly a framework!

It can be seen from the changes in the "altar frame" that the so-called dark chains are very much like the embodiment of a certain high-level order framework.

Ronan couldn't understand how his grandfather allowed this "framework of order" to be incorporated into medicine, breathing, and visualization, and imprinted on the practitioners, allowing them to master such advanced skills.

But the most important thing right now is application.

Ronan thought to himself that the directivity of his dark chain was not much inferior to that of Anweng, and it seemed that it could "dive" with him for a certain distance.

But why bother? The ridicule of Bai Xinyan and others, Childe's warning, and all the previous lessons came into his mind at the same time... Has he suffered enough losses?

No longer thinking about it, the dark chains materialized, passing out from the depths of the void and penetrating through the top door of Baze.

This was not the first time that Ronan had used the Black Chen Chain to a living person, but it was definitely the first time with a clear goal of "order". Ronan didn't understand or pay attention to the specific movement of Qi and blood;

On the role of order frameworks in the nature of chaos.

In fact, to say it has an effect is to praise him.

Interference with the material plane has never been Ronan's strong point. Now his development direction has begun to change to "pure observation", and he has largely given up on interacting with the material plane in exchange for his prominence in spiritual induction.

Performance.

Ronan could not turn Baze into a puppet, nor could he force Baze onto the track of a new order.

He only guided Baze through the fog of chaos to see clearly the higher-level "new order" eroded by chaotic elements, so as to sort out the physical and spiritual structure and alleviate the damage caused by the erosion of chaotic elements.

The problem is that Baze has lost basic control. Even if there is a clear answer in front of him, it is difficult to follow up. Ronan had already expected this.

Now is the last fork in the road.

Ronan also gave Childe a final reminder: "This is 'my' framework of order...mine!"

Childe must have understood the deeper meaning. But without saying a word, he knelt down and punched Baze heavily in the chest.

Baze spurted out a mouthful of blood, splashing all over Child's head and face. The latter remained unmoved and punched him again, but at this time, Baze, who was paralyzed on the ground, took the initiative to straighten his upper body and use his chest to harden his body.

Cut Childe's fist halfway.

At this moment, the two people's eyes met, and Child raised his chin slightly: "If you want to survive, follow me."

Baze gasped for air, the elements of chaos eroded, and the pain caused by the symbiosis continued. Every blood vessel inside and outside his body was twisting, and every muscle was twitching. In the chaos, the usual functional order of the human body has long been changed beyond recognition.

, there is no possibility of recovery.

If he wants to survive, he must find a new order in these ruins that allows life to continue. This is something he cannot do in a short period of time... and Ronan is demonstrating something for him.

possibility.

Baze had no choice but to comply.

He closed his eyes, and his breathing first became more rapid and chaotic, and then stopped, and then resumed after a few seconds, and so on. At the same time, the muscles, bones, blood vessels, and internal organs in his body were all squirming crazily, in line with the rhythm of his breathing.

fit.

After repeating it five times, that is, after failing five times, Baze suddenly roared wildly, and banged the back of his head against the floor of the ruins like crazy. There was a banging sound, and his body twitched and struggled violently. Protruding blood vessels spread all over the surface of the skin, forming an ugly and ferocious image.

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Time passed second by second, and the dark clouds and fog stirred by the giant shadow pillar corroded the building layer after layer. From time to time, some parts of the structure collapsed, and the building became increasingly shaky.

Part of the dark clouds and mist came over. Of course, it couldn't hurt Childe, and it couldn't do anything to Ronan. However, it was attracted by some inexplicable attraction. It threw it towards the roaring Baze, and penetrated in and out of his mouth and nose.

It's like there's some kind of exchange going on.

Childe was unmoved and watched all this quietly.

"His!"

There was a long inhalation sound, and Baze exerted his strength suddenly. In just two seconds, he actually inhaled all the mist outside his body. He struggled painfully and his body expanded slightly. He suddenly froze, and then he collapsed back on the floor.

He was panting heavily, his chest was rising and falling significantly, but his breathing had begun to enter the range of a normal person.

This means that Baze has found a new order of life from chaos and disorder.

Although this may not be a satisfactory ending for him.

Baze opened his eyes, his cold eyes pointed at the night sky, unfocused. The ferocious intent was like a flame under the ice, weak but tenacious.

Ronan knew that this buddy's eyes were for him, but what could he do?

An interesting change appeared in the Gestalt structure: on the "Staff" floor, Baze appeared quietly. This was the result of him reshaping the physical and spiritual structure according to the order he set with the help of Wu Chen Chain.

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Ronan had already explained this to Childe in advance.

Childe acquiesced, but Baze might not be convinced...well, he would definitely be seriously repulsed.

Ronan didn't have many examples of what kind of binding force he would be subjected to when he was in the Gestalt, and the comparison was not strong: the magic talisman at the technician level was very obedient; the cat's eye at the student level was very unruly. As for Ba at the staff level

Ze...

The dark chain suddenly trembled, and in the trembling sound, Baze's body twitched violently, and deep in the physical and spiritual structure, a certain "hook" that had long been twisted and deformed collapsed and shattered.

In an instant, obscure fluctuations passed through the air. Ronan was startled and startled. He screamed and was unable to react. An Weng's thoughts were like a long sword drawn from the furnace, piercing the air and coming with it.

A strong burning sensation.

That "hook" must be An Weng's method of controlling sacrificial knights like Baze. Even if Baze has been abandoned by An Weng, such a change will inevitably alarm him.

However, the reason for An Weng's strong reaction was not just as simple as "losing a Baze".

Ronan achieved "control" over Baze and established a restrained order on top of its chaotic nature. In a sense, this is equivalent to controlling part of the power of the demon behind the scenes, even the part that has been abandoned.

This is like An Weng trying to control a continent, which turned the world upside down, but no result has been obtained yet. But Ronan next to him first controlled a small island that was separated from the main body of the continent due to a volcanic earthquake...

That's probably what it tastes like.

Metaphors can describe reality, but they cannot replace reality. Ronan and Anweng are not related to an island and a continent. There is no vast ocean between them, but only an indescribable sensing distance.

Too dangerous! If Ronan were An Weng, he would probably think so too.

What's more, there is another element seeping in:

The Wuchen chains are ringing, and they keep ringing.


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