"what happened?"
Ronan's mental telepathy has been chasing An Weng, and he is also observing the logical world. Some of the changes in the situation were understood by him, while others were half-understood. When the huge cocoon of light appeared, he vaguely knew that he had reached the most critical stage, but due to his limited understanding, his thinking was stuck here and it was difficult to continue.
He could only continue to improve the accuracy of his sensing 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 emerged 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 indistinguishable.
It was this indescribable light that silently opened up an area in the shadow pillar. The appearance is similar to the light cocoon outside the body when the first three chief priests built the Tianyan realm, but it is ten times larger.
The projection of the Scale of Truth is located in the center of the cocoon of light. The light and shadow are intertwined, forming countless lines of different thicknesses. At first glance, they look like spreading branches. They are still growing, and some are even entangled on the two scales. Thin lines The "branches" twist and pierce into the mapped scene above, whether it is 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 melted.
"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 come into contact with the periphery of the light cocoon, rippling. Although the progress is not slow, you can see the light cocoon forming, the ripples changing, and the brows furrowing:
"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 Scale 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 Childe, are they changing
No, it's not.
After all, the two altar frames are still entangled. An Weng put Ronan on the scale of truth, which is destined to form a close connection between the two frames.
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, his heart beating suddenly:
not good! Childe was 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.
"His..."
Ronan's mind turned back to his true body and gasped, but it was broken in half. Ever since An Weng was pulled into the frame of the "Balance of Truth" altar, the lingering sense of restraint has intensified. Qi and blood are blocked, so that many parts of the limbs feel paralyzed, which is very harmful to the body. control is significantly reduced.
In contrast, the internal organs lacking sensory nerves seemed to be in rebellion. 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 the blood-red color representing crisis. The whispers and conversations in the carriage were swept away in an instant, leaving only the beeping of instrument alarms, one after another, intertwined.
"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 he had been punched head-on. His brain was groggy, his consciousness was in a trance, and his mental sensing was also inaccurate. , the observed picture becomes blurry.
He was raided 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 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 the changes in his form and spirit. By then, he would really be 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 activated the magic talisman. With the sound of the chain shaking, 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 came out of his body, Ronan clearly "heard" a "clicking" sound like the continuous breaking of branches, and there was also a lot of resistance. Fortunately, the way he got out of the body was to rely on external force, which was almost rough and rushed directly into the depths of the spiritual level. Otherwise, he might not have been able to succeed in one fell swoop.
As for now, after the separation of form and spirit, Ronan's consciousness suddenly cleared, and his mental communication returned to stability. The most amazing thing is that the painful feeling in his body disappeared instantly.
That's right, An Weng took advantage of 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.
It's just that 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. The situation looked like Ronan was about to die in the blink of an eye...
Ronan couldn't care less about what would happen next to his body. Although An Weng's design was broken by him, it is 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 are still entangled, he cannot 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, nothing more than this.