Shadow cockroaches?

Ronan must have seen this or similar name in the database of extraterritorial species, but he had no room for recollection, and he couldn't react further.

His energy has been squandered on the support and analysis of the evolution of advanced rules, and there is still a little bit left, which has also been consumed in the previous response to the killing move of the "Shadow Cockroach" cutting the void.

He did block the first wave of killings: the dozens of splitters on the ground that had become slag were equivalent to replacing Ronan and Lieutenant Shang Min, including Sir Shi Yuan.

Can be ...... second wave

Ronan watched as the "body" of the shadow cockroach appeared in the void, just like a stretched shadow, and wanted to swallow the "frozen live" device and the outer cabin, as well as the three people involved, at the critical moment of transfer.

At this moment, there was a burst of bright light in the area.

Thanks to the full-coverage helmet and metal visor, which filtered the light particles, Ronan's eyes were only blurred for a moment, and the horizon of the panoramic simulation returned to normal, only with some more thermal imaging noise caused by strong light.

Importantly, there are still some ...... missing

Shang Min's calm words sounded: "The flash ray hits, and the shadow cockroach composition reaction disappears." ”

"I*, how did you do it!" Xianzhu's abyss-style foul mouth spread wantonly in the channel.

Ronan also wanted to follow his example—who could explain why that terrible fantasy species that could easily tear apart the void was wiped out after a wave of bright light?

This surprise even gave him a new stimulus, which made him reluctantly perk up a little, and glanced at the short message on the virtual interface of his left eye, which was presented at the right time:

When the shadow cockroach enters other space-time planes, it has a high probability of tearing the space-time structure and reacting with the invading environment to form a construct, which is fragile and sensitive to strong light.

Ronan's mind was even more dizzy, looking at this explanation, it seemed to ......

"Well done!" Shang Min was busy, and he also turned his head and said something here. This is a real hammer, Xianzhu's emotional reaction just now is not directed at Shang Min, who executes according to the code, but because of Ronan's means of forcibly bridging the rift in time and space.

Unfortunately, Ronan was destined to be unable to answer him.

At that moment, Ronan could be said to have no brains at all, completely out of instinct, through the "splitter", mobilized all the configuration modules that could be used in the surrounding area, about making a small "space-time barrier"?

He really didn't have an impression, in his state, when the space-time structure on which he depended was torn, and the whole person was about to disintegrate, how could he still think calmly!

Ronan's train of thought drifted more and more. Otherwise, it will not be a waste of precious time on the somewhat untimely reaction of Xianzhu. Of course, at this stage, it is too demanding for Ronan to pay attention to what "focus", and he can control his upper and lower eyelids without fighting, which can be called firm-willed.

The changes in the state of affairs are not based on his state and will, but one after another, one after the other......

"Pivot No. 2, speed limit to 4."

Shang Min's concise but completely compliant code of conduct instructions came in, and Ronan hit another radical zero, and the consciousness that tended to chaos temporarily had a direction. At this time, from top to bottom, he couldn't even move a single hair, and if he got started, he would probably fall back to the earth directly. Only in terms of thinking, we can roughly grasp the corresponding configuration structure and try to adjust the relevant equipment, however......

Ronan was in a trance again: It seems that something is missing?

Yes, there were not enough dividers, he carried a base of 132 dividers, and now more than half of them were acting as substitutes for the dead, turning into waste and spilling on the ground.

Oh, it's not enough, it's not enough, it can be done anyway...... The idea was only thought for a moment, and without much deep consideration, it was already put into practice.

Ronan's shape frame interacts with the external vertical collar movement, converting its own power into electromagnetic waves and other material bands, controlling the remaining more than 40 "slitters", adjusting the position in the cabin, forming a relatively closed force field structure for soul power to shuttle through it.

This is the basic idea and requirement of the Tianyuan Empire's army drill. Ronan still follows the basic ideas, but the lack of material conditions dooms him to not fully meet the standards of the code.

The operation that has already pressed the wire, in this case, directly breaks through the safety line.

Not surprisingly, the vertical collar movement alarmed and tried to correct it.

The question is, even if Ronan is extremely weak and has reached his physical and mental limits almost at the same time, with the extraordinary attainment of his soul power, how can he be limited by just an external movement?

After entering the "game scene", Ronan abides by discipline and obedience, just out of respect for the Abyss system, and also hopes to have a more complete experience - but now that he is exhausted and delirious, how can he care so much? The natural operation, stepping over the limits of the vertical collar movement, is only equivalent to stepping over a small threshold.

And then...... And then it gets out of hand.

In a semi-dazed state, all Ronan's execution logic is subordinate to his personal instincts, and he can come as he is familiar and comfortable.

The soul power spread out in the void, and Ronan didn't even bother with the specific operation of the soul power, after limiting the speed of the No. 2 axis, he completely said goodbye to the word "control", this concept, and just let himself go, integrating biological instincts into the soul power, without any difference.

The eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind all diffused with the expansion of the soul power, naturally increasing the scope and level of Ronan's observation and induction.

In a sense, Ronan is getting weaker and weaker, but also more and more clear.

Under the spiritual eye of "pure induction", the rules and sources of the forces inside and outside the relay station, the surrounding battlefields, and the entanglement conflicts, as well as the forces and sources of their respective deployments, are presented in an unprecedented "panoramic" appearance.

The blur is still vague, but the kind of big outline and big pattern that connects and penetrates vertically and horizontally is something that Ronan has never experienced since he entered the "game scene".

The expansion of soul power is so rapid. It's just a flash of thought, and the complex battle situation around the relay station has left a shadow in Ronan's heart, and his mind has a range of cognition, so he naturally has to improve the level.

Spiritual Ocean, Abyss, Polar Region......

It turns out that here, in terms of the hierarchical division of the spiritual realm, is also the same?

Perhaps this is the universal truth?

Ronan couldn't look too closely, but only knew that the spiritual ocean and abyss area here were much more "regular" than on the earth. The three-storey area has similarities and differences, such as exotic scenery, which is quite interesting. But I couldn't remember much for a while, and I didn't have the energy to distinguish it, so it became more and more like a dream, drifting until the Polar Domain......

At least, Ronan thinks that's pretty much it.

But in a trance, the so-called "Polar Domain" is very different from Ronan's impression, and the difference is so big that he can't ignore or get around it in his current state.

It seems that he won't be let go of him over there.

Is that...... Chaos now!

The inexplicable chaos, the disorder at the roots, the indescribable distortions, are like scribbles, splashes of paint, and arbitrarily cut curtains, spreading out wantonly, spreading endlessly, filling the field of vision...... To be precise, it is the entirety of all sensing dimensions, and there is not a single margin left.

Moreover, it is still approaching, as if to cram this extreme chaos into your eyes and even all your cognition.

Ronan was a little sobered up.

Polar Domain? This rag-like thing?

Ronan had a hard time accepting that this filthy thing, the absurd image, was related to the far-reaching and empty polar realm that he had always known. But the fact is that this chaotic and filthy element is high on the highest level of the spiritual level, located above the abyss and the spiritual ocean, and it is still seeping down, affecting the abyssal area, affecting the spiritual ocean, affecting every region and every individual in it.

Including Ronan.

Just looking at the limited time in the past, it seems that his side is already full of dirt, and his soul power is like soaking in filthy stinky water, losing its clarity and spirituality.

The feeling of boredom and nausea exploded in the depths of his heart, Ronan wanted to "close his eyes" and not look, but at the moment of "avoidance", there were countless eyes full of inexplicable emotions staring at him, as if he was also one of them......

It's like looking at a mirror that has been heavily graffitied, or maybe the mirror itself is made up of countless eyes - in Ronan's current state, he still has to try to find a reason for this encounter, and it is really this chaos that has pushed the limits of what he can bear.

The problem is that his efforts are quickly drowned out.

The logic of confusion was still expanding, and Ronan almost believed that he was already splitting: seeing and feeling were broken, thinking and imagining were at odds with each other, and even instinct was at a loss for what to do in this confusion......

At that moment, a shrill siren sounded.

Ronan snorted, but his consciousness was pulled out of the chaos a little, and he made a vague judgment: it was not from the relay station, but from the "Inner Universe" simulator.

Immediately, before Ronan could hear the specific information, his eyes suddenly went black, like a black screen of a system crash.

No reboot, no reboot!

Ronan breathed a sigh of relief, but the cold sweat had already wet the hair on the back of his head, and at this moment, the beating frequency of his heart was already rubbing in his internal organs to make a fire.

This is the poison of evil! Poisonous pollution!

Ronan almost immediately withheld this answer, but when he clarified the concept in his mind, on the "black screen" that erased all information, the maddening disorder and dirt were drawn again, deeply engraved in front of his eyes and heart, but its very existence played a role in making people palpitate.

"I'm grass!"

The expletives blurted out again, and Ronan's body bounced up, waving his hands vigorously to shake away these things that were more irritating than the mosquitoes and flies in the dark.

With two waves of his arm, Ronan suddenly woke up. This time he really woke up.

The thin quilt that slides down on his body, the spacious room that is quiet and soft with the sound of water, and the battlefield environment where he wears exoskeleton armor, withstands the rain of fire and rain from the sky, and the information of multiple channels is intertwined.