Oh, this unruly fellow!

Ronan doesn't really regard himself as a god, and he won't be praised by Baze's two or three sentences. The light of the Eye Lamp pointed directly at the essence of Baze, and naturally used the "Dividing Technique" that he had just learned from the Cultivator, well, and some of the relevant information that Childe had told him before leaving.

For Baze, Ronan has a rough judgment:

This guy is in a never-ending quest for power, and he only has power in his eyes. He didn't care about any constraints, especially the so-called "gods", "doctrines" and other illusory things.

The root device can be reshaped, the root property can be controlled, and the root machine is appropriate...... Hey, looking at it this way, it can still be done.

What Ronan lacks most at the moment is observation and verification, and when the thought turns around again, the beam of the eye lamp has already fallen, straight into the center of Baze's eyebrows.

It was also at this moment that Ronan was shocked to realize that under the starry sky of life, the sound of the chains became clearer, and the invisible and infinite power turned into one with the beam of the eye lamp, ignoring the distance of space and the difference between people and me, and pierced into Baze's body.

The interference power of the heart lamp was not worth mentioning in front of the B-class powerhouse, but the wonderful distorting power it brought with it instantly worked on Ba Ze's body.

Baze's reaction was great, his cheeks twisted, his muscles twitched violently, and just like that, he grinned with an ugly and wanton smile.

There was a sound of "collapse", and the hard bed under Baze's seat cracked inexplicably, and dust flew. He got up and landed, stumbling a little, but still holding his arms outstretched, looking like a fanatic more like anyone else.

In fact, this guy is just excited, and his faith is only power...... A power of your own.

Ba Ze was eroded by the chaotic element, and was tortured repeatedly by the "half-bucket water rule" given by Ronan, and was at the weakest time in his life, with his internal organs, muscles, bones, skin, and flesh in vain, and his functions were scattered.

But when the eyes shine on the heart lamp, the wonderful distorted power of the starry sky of life is poured in, and the distorted coercive force represents some kind of hidden and powerful order rules.

Baze lacks nothing, just a force of order that can integrate the functions of his chaotic skeleton. So he celebrates the internalization of the rules, even if the rules themselves are a set of shackles and fences that are difficult to break free.

As long as there is power, anything can be done.

For others, this rule of order is a prison, but for Baze, it is the hardest spine skeleton, the foundation and guarantee for him to achieve his pursuit.

After Ba Ze staggered three or two steps, he stood firmly, his eyes hideous, and the green glow was hidden. After holding it for more than twenty days, this guy was like a hungry beast, hoping to forage for food in the wilderness and jungle - his hunting ground was the metropolis outside him.

The next moment, the iron door of the retreat room, along with the door frame, was kicked out of the wall tiles and toppled outward.

The members of the Justice Order, who were responsible for taking care of him outside and monitoring him "by the way", were all stunned. Seeing Baze stride out, while raising his hands in the air, he shouted loudly towards the ceiling, or the realm above, with a reverent and crazy attitude:

"Praise you!"

Obviously, the invisible and strong rules of order satisfied him, and the strength of the reunion at this stage made him feel that the price he paid was justified.

Now that the Xia Cheng Justice Sect is undoubtedly the weakest, after Ba Ze reshaped the Divine Framework, he has recovered most of his strength, even if Zheng Xiao, who is temporarily in charge of the sect's affairs, does not dare to stop him, so he can only let him swagger away.

It seems that something has been done wrong...... Ronan watched Baze laugh and go out, inexplicably a little weak-hearted. He shook his head, kept a mind on guard, and continued his journey of mind-light contemplation.

Baze's strange is just an exception after all.

It's getting late, and the night world of Summer City is rapidly rejuvenating. And in a dimly lit alley, a drunken woman, shouting words that no one could understand, and tearing off her denim jacket and covering her forehead, trying to block the invisible beam of light, and the synchronized restraints that made her even more terrifying.

Of course, all in vain.

The drunken woman cursed loudly, and sprinkled the remnants of the bottle on her head, and the wine dripped down her hair, dripping onto her tender shoulders, and soaking her sexy tight breasts.

The drunken woman staggered out of the alley, only to run into a few hippie-smiling bastards, and the next moment, the empty bottle exploded on the heads of the unsightly fools.

Ronan smiled bitterly, and his heart turned again.

This time it moved to a hundred kilometers away, outside the main city of Xia City, and when the heart light beam fell, the demon shadow that was shuttling in the void suddenly stopped, and the dark chain that was torn out from the depths of the spiritual level on its body collapsed, but the invisible restraint and coercion that followed made its instinct tremble more and more. For a time, no matter how driven by the person in charge of "grazing", he did not move.

The heart lamps looked at them one by one, and saw the rough cries of the ink, and the agitation of the same kind, and the shouting and scolding of the inhabitants, flew up and hovered in the night; I also saw Xie Junping in a certain religious place, looking up and looking around, he was at a loss.

Also, there is another person, whose slender body is lying quietly on the hospital bed, his eyelids moving slightly, but he never opens. Correspondingly, a lone star that has been hidden for a long time crosses the starry sky of life, circles for half a circle, and disappears again, and everything returns to calm......

After looking around, the light of the heart lamp became brighter and brighter, reflecting into the heart, which made Ronan suddenly wake up:

The starry sky of life is distorted, but the order presented in the distortion is actually very familiar to him. It is even more familiar than the spatial order of modern physical multiple interpretations.

He looked down at the paginated notes in his hand, which contained the classic visualization figure he had just drawn; Of course, there is also the title page of my grandfather's notebook, the general outline of the "format theory".

The structure of a tetrahedron and its inscribed and circumscribed spheres.

If it weren't for this set of intuitive and concise graphic structures, and the corresponding theories as the preposition, Ronan would have been lost in the strange rules of the starry sky of life.

Now he knew very well that the distortion of the starry sky of life was not a new thing. Rather, it is centered on Him, driven by Him, distorted by Him, and divided into layers.

Millions of sketches of life, whose distance is not calculated by spatial distance, but by their "usefulness", form several orders, which can be named: students, clerks, pilots, clergy, politicians......

Yes, the "star-mapped" gestalt, the intuitive structure is dissolved, but it is seamlessly integrated into the architecture of the starry sky of life.

The rules are no longer geometric, but highly generalized and appear simple and intuitive. Instead, it is hidden deep in the starry sky of life, presented in an objective and subtle form.

Faced with the magnificent starry sky of life and endless spiritual levels, Ronan may be just a naïve student, but he has already obtained a standard answer.

Wait, let's just observe!