Although Ronan's second mental shock was much more powerful than the first, there was still an end after all. After surviving the most painful period, he regained his soul and regained his ability to move.
However, under the current situation, Black Beetle could no longer find his place. He understood clearly that the people in the Association were all unreliable cold-blooded people. After he attacked Ronan, he also broke up with the Xiacheng branch.
Friendship, a pirate-style gang-hopping, finally fell into the sea.
Now, Black Beetle hates Ronan, it is true that he hates Ronan to the core; he is also itching to deal with informants and the like. I think both sides treat him the same way.
Black Beetle didn't know how to deal with such an embarrassing situation. He could only lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, thinking about adapting to the situation. If there could be a snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman would benefit, it would be the best; if not, he would have to kill himself whole body.
retreat.
Unexpectedly, seeing the confrontation between the two sides and almost forgetting about him, Ronan mentioned those inexplicable concepts and picked him up again.
The so-called "demonstration" that followed sent chills down Black Beetle's spine. Ronan would not be at ease in any case. Will he continue to pretend to be dead? Or will he get up and start an attack?
The black beetle was so tangled that it almost hit the ground.
Ronan didn't care about his reaction at all, and spoke without even pausing: "In my opinion, the gear set of the Black Beetle, oh, I mean the order frame, has a total of four gears inside and outside. In the middle is a large structure formed by the physical and spiritual structure.
Gears, almost all power must run through it, every ability user must have such a center..."
This is relatively simple, and the informant can easily understand it. However, his attention is somewhat distracted at the moment, and his cold eyes are roaming back and forth on the motionless body of the black beetle.
Apart from anything else, he actually believed 80% of what Ronan said about Black Beetle pretending to be dead. It was said that he had been the first to feel sorry for Black Beetle earlier, but since he had offended someone, there was no point in thinking too much about it.
He was still thinking more about how to deal with this variable.
"In addition to the central gear, the black beetle also has an outer wheel. That is, the twenty-seven beetles currently scattered on the observation platform, and the six in his tie."
The precise numbers revealed by Ronan drew the attention of the informant back. He had a rough feeling that the numbers scattered on the platform should be similar; but that flashy tie was the core prop of the Black Beetle and was always well concealed.
,How did Ronan confirm it?
After hesitating for a moment, the informant did not take it seriously.
Ronan continued: "Thirty-three beetles, seemingly scattered, are actually closely connected through the activation of soul power, and can form another gear structure at any time. This method should be more flexible, and it is easy to throw in a few.
It doesn't matter, but the material is relatively brittle, so if it really works, it may only have the power of one blow.
"Well, also, his tie looks pretty good. It should be polished with gears frequently. What I mean is that it often acts as an interference force, and the Qi and machines communicate with each other. It can be used as a medium for activation, and it is not that fragile. It should be more polished.
Practical.”
"It's insect blast and poisonous sting. The former is a corrosive poisonous mist, and the latter is a soft sword-style killing move, the double secret technique of the black beetle." Zhang Yingying's voice passed through the bracelet, which was a supplement to Ronan and asked the brain next to him.
The confused Xue Lei heard it more clearly.
Xue Lei also heard that Zhang Yingying's final voice was a little wavy: "What a ghost!"
"Hell!"
Black Beetle couldn't hear the voice of the informant, nor could he hear Zhang Yingying's "explanation", but he didn't need it. Even though descriptions like "gears" and "order framework" were relatively unfamiliar, what Ronan said
They are all things that are integrated into his blood and are the foundation of his standing in the world. Now that they are taken out a little bit, it will feel better.
Black Beetle instinctively did not want to believe it:
"No, no, this is illogical! Well, think about it, although my information is confidential, the association is a place with good ventilation. Zhang Yingying and the mechanical woman all know my details. I'm afraid this little bastard
Did he know the result earlier, and then package it with his so-called 'order framework' to confuse my mind? Or, this guy doesn't care whether I'm awake or not, and wants to use me to distract the informant?"
The more the Black Beetle thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and the more irritated he became. After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth and decided to remain unchanged in response to all changes. Anyway, he had his face pressed to the ground, so he simply gave up his face and just thought Ronan was talking.
Fart, he still won’t move!
At this time, the informant took the initiative to ask Ronan: "Didn't you say four gears? These are only two."
"The third gear is different from the first two. It is independent of the physical and spiritual structure of the black beetle. It is said to be coupling, but in fact it is more like parasitism. Parasitism... can also be regarded as a kind of coupling. I think it can
Calculate."
Ronan's words were unclear, but the moment he heard them, he pinned the black beetle to the ground.
"impossible!"
Black Beetle only felt that the back of his neck was cut open with an ice knife. The biting cold and pain spread from the middle of the spine to both ends. In the blink of an eye, even his toes were covered with ice.
Others may be confused, but Black Beetle has a clear mind:
What Ronan is talking about is his "native insect".
The root of his ability is a deformed beetle, which he accidentally swallowed in his early years. It was integrated with his extraordinary power to build a unique ability structure. After years of continuous cultivation, the deformed beetle has been deeply rooted in him.
Within the body, it becomes the most important foundation of his ability.
This is the biggest secret in his life. He has always kept it in his stomach and never mentioned it to anyone. How could Ronan know about it? Unless, unless this kid has a pair of eyes that can see through his internal organs.
He keeps everything secret!
It was also at this moment that Black Beetle remembered the previous feeling of "transparent, bright, unobstructed".
The wind passes through the gap, and the light shines on the soil. Behind this incomprehensible sense of transparency, is there a pair of invisible eyes, always staring at it, not missing the smallest detail?
As soon as the thought came to him, the Black Beetle's heart beat wildly, and he slapped the ground through his chest. His aura floated around him. Everyone present was sensitive, so he couldn't hide it anymore.
"This family is really pretending to be dead!" Xue Lei, a straightforward man, shouted out.
"You fucking die!"
Even with his face pressed against the cold ground, it was like a fire was lit at this moment. There was a roar in Black Beetle's head, and a tinnitus-like buzzing noise poured in, mixed with fear and rage, like a flame.
Ascending, the "pretend to be dead" was incinerated into ashes.
He suddenly bent his elbows and raised his body. Whether it was his body or his consciousness, his first reaction was to rush forward and tear into pieces the devil who had revealed the biggest secret in his life.
Xue Lei was always half forward, and now he took another diagonal step, blocking Ronan behind his broad shoulders.
Speed is not Black Beetle's strong point, but movement and movement are engraved in his bones. Even though his mind was in a mess, facing Xue Lei's rock-solid posture, he still instinctively chose to move.
After a few slight changes, Black Beetle shifted Xue Lei's focus and saw the face behind him.
Only half of Ronan's face was exposed, and there was only one eye. Only a slit was exposed in the eye socket. The dark red color absorbed all the light, and turned into invisible pressure, resisting the black beetle's chest.
"There is also a fourth gear, which was just put on shortly."
Before he finished speaking, strong winds started blowing up again on the semi-open-air viewing platform, and Xue Lei and Black Beetle also collided with each other. They burst out with anger, and Ronan's low and weak voice flew and deflected, far away.
If you don't focus your mind, you may not be able to hear clearly.
The informant was not sure whether Ronan was talking to him, but the tone sounded very similar to him.
"The fourth gear does not belong to him at all, but comes from the outside. It initially served as a protective function, just like covering a 'lampshade' to shield against mental shock. But now, the coupling method has changed, from a 'lampshade' to a '
lasso'……"
The black beetle groaned and retreated. Xue Lei's close combat ability was at least one level better than his. In a head-on conflict, there was no chance of winning. Moreover, Ronan's voice lingered in his ears, and several keywords came in continuously.
It made him feel frightened again and again, and it was difficult for him to have any desire to fight.
The body moved greatly to the side. Black Beetle would no longer show his back to the informant. Instead, it formed a long and narrow triangle before stopping. He panted slightly and stared at Ronan first, then turned to the informant.
And as he passed through the various shadows on the platform, his mind was as wandering as his eyes.
As for Ronan and the informant, the sights projected from both sides looked quite subtle.
The strong uneasiness and fear turned into reality and rolled in the chest and abdomen of the black beetle: "Snake Yu, please give me a reply..."
What responded to him was a hissing sound, faint and dark, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message in the dark and its scales slithering. When the black beetle was about to move in horror, a terrible feeling of paralysis traveled up from the abdominal cavity, drowning the internal organs, and then
It flooded the throat, and the remaining force was still pushing up.
A humming sound penetrates the brain.
The black beetle's eyes bulged, bloodshot eyes covered the whites, and they were filled with fear and despair: it was his natal insect, and he had been carefully trapping it in his abdominal cavity, independent of his organs, but now, the demonic insect was out of control.
Already.
Induced by the weird "hissing" sound, the terrifying instinct of the deformed monster revived, and it bit all the way, penetrating the intestines, spleen and stomach, chest, throat, and straight up to the brain.
Black Beetle wanted to struggle again, but the other party didn't give him any chance. As the numbness and buzzing insects entered his brain, his mind dimmed and his aura was lost forever.
The strong wind covered up Ronan's long sigh.
Ronan didn't want to save the black beetle, he just wanted to give a warning and stumble the opponent's secret hand, but he didn't expect that the method was so cruel that he directly awakened the "abnormal variant" bug parasitic in the abdominal cavity of the black beetle. The host and the guest changed.
Bit, reverse change.
The black beetle froze in the wind, completely dead. Now his body only exists as the "exoskeleton" of the deformed monster insect, left to be tossed around.
Xue Lei was still not sure, so he looked carefully and asked Ronan: "Is he..."
Ronan nodded: "Dead."
Before he finished speaking, Black Beetle spoke from the other side: "Yashakasha."
"..."
The black beetle was moving its lips, tongue, and throat. The amplitude was very obvious, but its voice was vague and hoarse. When it was exerted too hard, a green spike even protruded from the mouth and swayed left and right twice.
(Happy New Year's Day everyone, my most fatal illusion during the holidays is "I have time to write a manuscript")