Black Beetle can also be regarded as a mentally enhanced esper. Even though he has no talent in sensor observation, he does have basic common sense.
If his own induction observation can meet the standards of "transparent and bright" and "unobstructed", it will be excellent. The problem is that when he becomes the object of induction and observation, the wind and rain will leak all over his body, and his body and mind will be affected.
Every detail inside and outside is revealed...that would be crazy!
This is what the current Black Beetle feels like.
From a realistic and understandable perspective, Ronan's face was right in the palm of his hand. If he leaned forward a little, he could tear off the kid's face. But that "unobstructed" feeling came out
, he felt that his house was open to air from all sides, and he could not suppress the feeling of weakness, which instantly spread throughout his body.
what happened?
In a short period of time, it was difficult for Black Beetle to comprehend this sudden change. Through the gaps between his palms, he could only see Ronan's blood-soaked eyes. The pupils were slightly dilated, unfocused, and motionless.
, seems a little sluggish.
As soon as this judgment came up in his mind, Ronan's eyes moved. The scattered light gathered slightly, and a faint light met his line of sight.
The shimmer is like a needle and the transparency is like silk.
If a slight acupuncture force is applied to a place with thick skin, it will hurt at most, but if it penetrates the eyeball, the heart, or the brain, the consequences will definitely be different.
That's how Black Beetle feels.
The state of being "full of holes" cannot provide any protective effect, but the power of the acupuncture is unimpeded, attacking the strong and weak, and stirring up his weakest and fatal position!
In an instant, the pain was like thunder, exploding in the brain, spreading rapidly and getting out of control.
The black beetle howled in pain, its eyes almost protruding from its sockets, its vision was black and red, and it was chaos. His instincts were filled with fear, but years of fighting experience still drove him to muster up all his courage and try his best to reach out.
, intending to take down the troublemaker in one fell swoop.
Only one punch away...the poisoned nails just caught the air.
The blow missed, and the Black Beetle was still charging forward. Only then did he remember that he was in the process of a high-speed assault when he suddenly felt pain, sensory errors, and stress changes in his nervous system, completely disrupting his body balance.
chaos.
"What a fool!"
The forward-protruding palm finger scratched diagonally across the hard wall, and then the wrist bone hit the edge of the wall, followed by the impact on the head, face, and body.
Black Beetle's whole body was shot sideways against the wall of the elevator area. Under the impact of the severe pain, the body's reaction completely failed. It was really hit hard, without any buffer, and then slipped to the ground, with the sunglasses covering his face
, also broke his leg.
It was only then that the severe pain in the brain showed signs of relief, but the after-effects of the impact on the fingertips, wrists, head, face, and torso continued again. Compared with the previous wave, the pain was nothing, but the whole person "
The humiliating feeling of "beating the wall and falling to the floor" was like splashing sulfuric acid, pouring into his chest and then all over his head and face.
"I'll kill you!" The ablative heat spread, and the black beetle roared, pulling off the deformed sunglasses and crushing them with one palm.
Ignoring his still confused vision and poor sense of balance, he held on to the wall, struggled to stand up, swung his arms in a ventive manner, and controlled the beetles to fly in all directions. However, everything he did was in vain.
Not even a hair on Nan's body was touched.
No, calm down, calm down!
Consecutive swings failed, and the emotions of rage and fear alternated. Finally, there was a trough for Black Beetle to catch. He tried his best to calm down and try to get rid of the current terrible state.
He leaned against the wall and tried to call his temporary partner: "Those who handle strings, those who handle strings...fuck!"
Before the informant responded, the "needle-pricking" feeling came again. But this time it was not severe pain, but a muffled sound that came from nowhere.
No, it’s thoughts!
The black beetle hit the wall with its backhand, feeling both resentment and fear in its heart.
Those who have strong soul power and are proficient in corresponding methods can indeed transmit their thoughts to others unilaterally, but most of the time, they are in a "peaceful" state. In a real life-and-death battle, each other's spirits are tense and they are on high alert.
This kind of unilateral indoctrination will definitely be subject to strong interference, and it is almost impossible to ensure the integrity and accuracy of the information.
But now, the voice "ringing" in Black Beetle's mind, apart from some noise at the beginning, became increasingly clear:
"...Factor analysis, I've learned it."
Ronan's expression of thoughts continued from the topic they had "discussed" before, that is, "analysis of victory and defeat factors."
Black Beetle brought it up, no doubt to mock Ronan and disturb his mind. But now, Ronan turned the topic upside down and stuffed it into Black Beetle's mind little by little:
"The winning factors and advantages I analyze are different from yours. You see:
“What I see, you cannot see;
“I know, you don’t;
"What I control is beyond your control;
"Where I am, you can't reach."
"Finally, I came to the conclusion that my advantage is beyond your poor imagination!"
The roughly neat sentence information shows the harshness of temporary splicing, but the vicious sarcasm in it penetrates layer by layer with the vague thoughts until it is imprinted.
There was a slight "click" sound, and the black beetle bit into one of the back molars. The next moment, his emotions spattered out with the shattered teeth and blood:
"I'll kill your ancestors eight generations ago!"
The rough curses and boiling blood could not drown out the bone-chilling chill in Black Beetle's heart. He knew very well that the thoughts projected by Ronan were not strong, just a wisp. But he could use all means of defense to resist,
It is difficult to interfere with it.
This wisp of thought came whenever it wanted, stayed whenever it wanted, and left imprints on his spiritual level wantonly, as if he were in a deserted place. It was in perfect harmony with the feeling of "transparent, bright, unobstructed and unobstructed"
.
The uncontrollable fear and shame were like two steel knives, one stabbed in and the other pulled out, taking turns to chop and chop his dignity beyond recognition.
If you apply a little more force, a little...
"Ding!"
The beep that the elevator was in place rang in his ears. At this time, Black Beetle's vision, which was confused by the severe pain, had recovered, and an afterimage flashed from the corner of his eyes. After a while, the elevator door closed again.
At this time, Ronan was silent.
A series of detailed changes, like a hidden thread, were mentioned suddenly, causing Black Beetle's heart to tremble, and a certain thought came to his mind: If that kid can really kill me easily, why bother talking nonsense until his eyes are bleeding?
As soon as the doubt came out, Black Beetle couldn't even think about the next step. He staggered half a step, turned around and looked towards the elevator, but only saw the inner door of the high-speed elevator closing, and the box should have gone downwards.
The vision was still a little blurry, and the empty elevator area and the building space that could be seen were all around. How could there be any trace of Ronan?
That's right, add more force... There's something wrong with that kid's interference power. Pure mental shock is okay, but the method of directly penetrating and affecting the physical and spiritual structure may not be able to exert any force at all!
"What a fool!"
Black Beetle cursed again and hit the elevator door hard, but it only dented the metal baffle. The elevator floor display had begun to change.
Without hesitation, he shook his head vigorously, locked the fire exit on the outside of the corridor, rushed over in a few steps, knocked open the stairwell door, and jumped down from the narrow stair gap.
At the same time, he contacted his companions again: "The one who manipulated the line? You didn't stop talking!"
"Hey, that kid is too yin, I almost choked to death in the water, and the person who got it almost lost it." The curse of the informant finally came back, "The protective spell of snake language is useless..."
"This is his last resort." Black Beetle gritted his teeth and said, "He ran out of energy and ran away! He must not have lasted long. Keep an eye on the elevator, No. 15."
"Staring...stopped, 133rd floor!" In the crystal pillar, the manta ray and the high-speed elevator ran "side by side".
The black beetle was not bad either. He used his elbow several times to fly up and landed exactly on the stairwell of the 133rd floor, then crashed through the door and exited.
In the elevator room, in front of elevator No. 15, there happened to be a white-collar worker waiting for the elevator door to open. It was he who interrupted the elevator's descent.
The white-collar worker was startled by the black beetle that suddenly burst out of the fire escape. As soon as he turned his head, the black beetle rushed in front of him like a phantom, reached out to hold his head and face, and slammed it against the metal door.
The white-collar worker immediately suffered a bloody head injury and fainted.
"Thanks for the help."
After spitting out an insincere sentence, Black Beetle grinned, but his face became more ferocious, and the aura on his body almost burned. The tie around his neck was like a living snake, sliding out of the collar of his suit. There was a beetle on it.
The pattern, inexplicably squirming and protruding, turned into the real thing, crawling along the tie.
As soon as he sees Ronan, he will wrap his tie around him, stuff poisonous insects into his throat and eyes, and care whether he lives or lives!
The elevator controlled by automatic program does not care about the situation outside. After reaching the position, the elevator door opens automatically.
The black beetle leaned forward and was about to start.
However, the elevator car was empty and there was no one around.
No, there is another... paper man.
This palm-sized "work" came out of the same door as the two previous ones who were crushed by black beetles. It was also fearless. After pressing the elevator button, it stood upright on the wooden floor of the elevator car.
Get into a boxing stance.
"Fuck you!"
The "string of reason" in Black Beetle's brain was broken. He stretched out his palm, no matter how painful his palm was, he exerted force and crushed the paper man into pieces.
"He didn't go down, and went back to the viewing platform!" In the crystal column behind Black Beetle, the manta ray floated rapidly, and the informant gestured to him through the protective glass, indicating to go up.
The most normal action, in the eyes of Black Beetle, is a huge irony. Even now, he has not really figured out what happened. He only knows that he has been tricked by Ronan again.
Just as Ronan left a mark on his spiritual level with threads of thought:
What I see, you cannot see;
What I know, you don’t know;
What I control is beyond your control,
Where I am, you can't reach me!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The black beetle punched wildly, completely smashing the metal door of the elevator car out of shape. It could no longer close and was stuck in place. The dazzling alarm light came on.