The fat man's face showed a look of ecstasy, and his greasy cheeks seemed to be distorted because of this, like the black shadow of a giant python wrapped more tightly, as if he was planning to directly strangle Wang Heng into meat sauce.

Only then did the fat man react from the ecstasy of the Jedi counter-killing, and he felt that something was wrong.

Niu Tou Ma stood aside coldly, even if the sound of broken bones came from Wang Heng's body, he didn't make any moves.

Instead, I feel like I'm watching...... Idiot.

"It must have been a no-brainer, after all, it's just a little ghost......" The fat man tried to convince himself, the little eyes were more fierce, and the giant python wrung violently again, and then opened its huge mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then the fat man ran out like a snake.

"It's interesting, I actually swallowed it." An interesting voice sounded in front of him, making the fat man's heart tremble violently after his attention, and the black shadow rolled again, taking the lead in biting down without hesitation before his eyes could be moved.

"Binding." Wang Heng said softly.

The fat man staggered and stumbled forward, his eyes showing horror.

The black shadow seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture, and there was no previous ruthlessness, and under the huge inertia, it rushed out again and slammed into the ground like a dead snake, and even dragged the fat man to the ground and slid half a meter together.

The fat man couldn't even move his eyes, he only felt that his whole body was stiff as if it were made of iron, and he could only see the fallen leaves on the damp ground, and the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of earth and all kinds of rotten substances.

The magic wanted to flow, but it was sluggish like concrete scraping in the loop.

I tried to struggle again, but found that there was no place to move.

"Turn him over." Wang Heng approached, looked at the dead black shadow python with interest, and said to the bull head casually.

"Yes." The bull head grinned, controlled his strength, and stepped forward and kicked the fat man lying on the ground.

The huge force struck, and the fat man flew up in the air, his eyes bulged violently, and he hit the trunk of the tree hard, and when he landed, it became frontal.

Broken bones and broken internal organs are certain, the question is only how heavy the injury is.

Wang Heng didn't care about the other side, but tried to cut a small piece from the black shadow.

It hasn't gone away.

After looking at it carefully, and then testing the nature with magic power, Wang Heng's fingertips ignited flames, burning the small piece of demonized flesh.

Then he looked at the position of the head of the black shadow python.

"Where are the eyes?" Wang Heng muttered as he once again embodied a magically condensed scalpel-shaped knife - I have to say that its construction is indeed conducive to small cuts, especially when it comes to delicate work.

Provided, of course, that it's sharp enough.

Slice it carefully little by little, Wang Heng was full of interest.

The black shadow python still looks like a clay carved wood sculpture, but several people present feel a little cold.

Only the sound of flesh being cut in the air was constantly sounding, not even the chirping of insects and birds, and the occasional wind blew, as if it were whimpering among the branches and leaves.

The fat man looked up at the broken sky between the branches, the sound of the flesh being chopped up in his ears was infinitely amplified, and the anger and fear in his heart became cold little by little.

"Yes, yes, sure enough, this bit of skin and flesh on the outside is just an appearance, and the structure doesn't look like an ordinary creature...... Is this the core? It's a little strange, is it a magic circuit that directly replaces the nervous system and blood vessels? How does this sustain life? It's too completely demonized, isn't it? ”

It's like tasting a dish, fast but methodical.

This is definitely the time that the fat man knows this symbiotic best in his life.

In the past, out of fear or self-preservation, the fat man also thought about studying this parasite, but in the end he still didn't dare to do it.

He is on the passive side, and he doesn't dare to act rashly at all, and even if he is driven, he has to be careful, let alone slice and study.

He suddenly felt a little absurd, what he was so afraid of could only be slaughtered by others in the hands of others, and he couldn't even scream.

What would it be like to hear something intellectually and tactile being chopped up bit by bit, and to leave detailed analytical comments on each part?

He could even imagine the python trembling.

I don't know how long it took, even through the heavy branches and leaves, the fat man began to feel the sun begin to dazzle.

He was already a little delirious.

Wang Heng's movements never stopped, and even as if he was explaining to the fat man, he intimately read out all the analysis process of the black shadow python.

It's a pity that the fat man couldn't insist on listening, and only listened for a while before he lost his mind.

……

"Ah, it's tiring." Wang Heng finally straightened up, the giant python had turned into a small snake, he controlled the degree, and retained the most basic life activity.

The goal was roughly decided, but it wasn't possible to actually connect to the thing, and he couldn't be sure if the conjecture was right.

During this period, No. 2 also woke up twice, but was knocked unconscious before he could react.

Stretching his waist widely, Wang Heng walked up to the fat man and looked down at him condescendingly.

"I am not afraid to hand over my mental image to the control of an external object with independent consciousness." Wang Heng was shocked by this kind of operation, he only thought that the black shadow was just a half-puppet that erased his wisdom, but now it doesn't seem to be the relationship between the master and the demon.

On the contrary, it is like a cooperative relationship, although it is not equal, but it has the most basic mutual containment.

The fat man came back to his senses and looked at Wang Heng.

It's a pity that you can't really see it with the light on your back.

Wang Heng didn't bother to talk nonsense to the tool man, and pointed out: "Sing, Wang Fugui." ”

Mantra, this is the reason why he listened to Wang Fugui so much nonsense.

Unlike the straightforward realm battles between artifacts, in order to use the mantra on a living person, it is necessary to bypass the physical obstacles to reach the spirit.

I have also tried before, for ordinary people, Wang Heng's realm can directly cross the barrier of the physical body, but for magicians with magical powers, it takes more time to solve this problem.

It is possible to directly and severely damage the body, but it can be troublesome if it is not controlled enough.

The ups and downs of the spirit can also give him a chance.

However, it is safest to use together.

"How do you connect the mind to the outside world?" Get straight to the point.

"Leaning on the Shadow Serpent and the Heart Plate." The mouth moved on its own, and the fat man looked in horror at the shadow, which did not appear tall in the backlight.

"It seems that it is indeed a real name, but it is so vulgar that I thought it was a fake name." Wang Heng nodded: "Where is the heart plate?" ”

"Liner lining." I didn't want to say what I didn't want to say, and I jumped out one after another, and the fat man's heart was like ashes.

The magic turned into a knife, cutting through his clothes, revealing a white and fat body.

Wang Heng's expression did not change, but the bull head and horse on the side showed a subtle expression.

With a pick of the knife, a small disc jumped out.

To be honest, it feels a bit too big to call the plate, after all, it is only two laps larger than a coin.

A flying locust first came out of the cuff, and its small forelimbs caught the disc, and then flew in front of Wang Heng's eyes.

Nothing seems odd.

Wang Heng reached out and took it.

I looked at the sun, and the front and back were black and white.

The black side is carved with layers of nested rings, and the edges are intricate lines, and at a glance it looks like an abyss, as if it is infinitely far-reaching.

On the white side is an Ouroboros with an endless eye in the center.

Although he could clearly count the lines by looking at it again, Wang Heng still looked at it with a clear look.

It's not just a visual illusion.

This small disc does have the power to communicate with the mind, which is why it gives people the illusion of looking directly at infinity.

Because there is no concept of "end" in the world of mental images.

Wang Heng relied on the characteristics of the artifact, and he could directly see or even borrow part of the power of the mental image, but this did not mean that everyone could do it.

After a deep groan, Wang Heng turned his hand and put away his heart plate, and looked at Wang Fugui, who was already dead: "What is the shadow snake?" ”

"The one you just split up is the Shadow Serpent." Wang Fugui's voice was still steady, and he was not affected by his master's mental state.

It's a pity that it's wrong, the Shadow Serpent is not dead.

But that's not what Wang Heng wants to know.

He raised his eyebrows and changed his species: "What kind of existence is the Shadow Snake?" How did you encounter it? ”

"The Shadow Serpent is a xenomorph creature that exists between the virtual and the real, attracted by the Heart Disk."

"You've only encountered one?" Wang Heng frowned.

"Yes."

"Where did you meet it?"

“…… I don't know. Wang Fugui actually paused and gave this answer.

Wang Heng once again confirmed the mantra on Wang Fugui's body, and it was still working.

Then there's something weird about that place.

Rubbing his temples, Wang Heng had a headache: "Is there anything strange in your memory?" ”

"Nope." This time I didn't hesitate to answer.

In other words, the Shadow Serpent simply appeared out of thin air.

Sighing, Wang Heng made a note for the time being and skipped this question.

"The entry and exit of matter in and out of the mental world also relies on the shadow snake as a medium?" Wang Heng confirmed his conjecture.

"Yes." The answer was not beyond expectations.

When Wang Heng dissected the Black Shadow Python, he noticed it when the cut flesh on its body was deconstructed with flames.

In addition to magic and flesh, there is also a power that makes up the body of the Shadow Serpent.

Spirit.

That's a long time coming...... The building blocks of an artifact.

The core of the Shadow Serpent is directly connected to the body by magic circuits, and the spirit is all over the body, so the nerves have no meaning to exist.

The power of the spirit allowed it to enter the mental image directly, and Wang Fugui's seemingly terrifying number of demonic beasts were transmitted from the mental image world through the bridge of the shadow snake.

It sounds beautiful, but in fact, life is in the hands of others.

The mental world is the embodiment of the human mind, and if you put something strange into it, if you don't control it enough, losing your mind is the most common end.

If there is an unusually strong spiritual will that fishes in troubled waters, it is normal to directly replace people.

It can be regarded as a kind of seizure, but what can directly enter the minds of others is an outlier, and there is basically no possibility of replication.

Moreover, spiritual aging cannot be solved by changing the body.