Chapter 156: Four Gears (Part II)

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Ronan's second 'spirit' spirit impact is certainly much stronger than the first one, but there is an end to it after all. After surviving the most painful time, it can be regarded as a return to the soul and the ability to move.

However, in the current state of affairs, the black beetle can no longer find its place. He understood that the gang of people in the club were all unreliable cold-blooded species, and after he attacked Ronan, he also broke off his friendship with the Xia Cheng branch, and a pirate-style gang jump finally smashed into the sea.

Now, the black beetle hates Ronan, and of course hates through his belly; It's also itchy for the likes of '' informants. I think the same is true for both sides of him.

In such an embarrassing situation, the black beetle did not know how to deal with it, so he could only lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, thinking about improvising for a while. If you can't, you have to get out of it.

Unexpectedly, seeing the confrontation between the two sides and almost forgetting him, Ronan talked about those inexplicable concepts and picked him up again.

The so-called "demonstration" that followed sent chills down the black beetle's back. Ronan won't be okay anyway, does he continue to play dead? Or get up and get up?

The black beetle was so tangled that it hit the ground.

Ronan didn't care about his reaction at all, and his voice didn't pause: "In my opinion, the gear set of the black beetle, oh, I mean the framework of order, there are a total of four gears inside and outside. In the middle is the large cog formed by the structure of the form and god, through which almost all the power must be operated, and every capable person must have such a central ......"

This is relatively simple, and the '' informant understands it. However, his attention was somewhat off track, and his cold gaze roamed back and forth over the black beetle's motionless body.

Not to mention anything else, Ronan said that the black beetle pretended to be dead, and he believed eighty percent. To say that he couldn't stand the black beetle earlier, but since he offended people, it was pointless to think too much, he was more thinking about how to deal with this variable.

"In addition to the pivot gear, the black beetle also has an outer wheel. That is, the twenty-seven beetles scattered on the viewing platform right now, and the six in his tie. โ€

Ronan's 'fine' numbers attracted the attention of the '' informant. He roughly sensed that the numbers scattered on the platform should be about the same; But that 'flower' tie is the core prop of the black beetle, and it has always been tightly covered, how did Ronan confirm it?

After a moment's hesitation, the '' informant didn't take it seriously.

Ronan continued: "The thirty-three beetles, which seem to be scattered, are actually closely connected in the way of soul power activation, and can form another gear structure at any time. This method should be more flexible, and it doesn't matter if you throw a few, but the material is relatively brittle, and if it really works, I'm afraid there is only one blow.

"Well, also, his tie looks pretty good, it should be often polished with gears, I mean, he often acts as an interfering force, the qi and the machine are interconnected, and can be used as a medium for starting, and it is not so fragile, it should be more practical 'sex'."

"It's an insect explosion and a stinger, the former is a corrosive 'sexual' 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 could be regarded as a supplement to Ronan, so that Xue Lei, who was confused next to him, could hear it more clearly.

Xue Lei also heard that Zhang Yingying's tail note was a little fluttering: "What the hell!" โ€

"Hell yes!"

The black beetle can't hear the voice of the '' informant, nor can he hear Zhang Yingying's "explanation", but he doesn't need it, even if there are descriptions such as "gear" and "order framework", it is still relatively unfamiliar, but what Ronan talks about is what is integrated into his blood, which is the foundation of his foothold in the world.

The black beetle instinctively doesn't want to believe:

"No, no, it's not logical! Well, think about it, although my information is confidential, the association is a place where the wind is ventilated on all sides, and Zhang Yingying and the mechanical 'girl' know my details. I'm afraid this little bastard already knew the result, and then wrapped it in his so-called 'order framework', 'messing' my mind? Or maybe this kid doesn't care if I'm awake or not, and wants to distract me from the '' informant? โ€

The more the black beetle thinks about it, the more suspicious it becomes, and the more it thinks about it, the more angry it becomes. I was entangled in my heart for a long time, but I still gritted my teeth and decided to respond to all changes without change. Anyway, he was facing the ground, so he simply gave up his face on the ground, and when Ronan was talking and farting, he didn't move!

At this time, the '' informant took the initiative to ask Ronan: "Didn't you say four gears?" It's just two. โ€

"The third gear, unlike the first two, is independent of the black beetle's form and god structure, and is said to be coupled, but in fact it is more like a parasite. Parasitism...... It's also a kind of coupling, I think it can be counted. โ€

Ronan said this indistinctly, but the moment he entered his ear, he pinned the black beetle to the ground.

"Impossible!"

The black beetle only felt that the back of his neck was sliced open with an ice blade, and the biting chill and pain spread from the middle of his spine to both ends, and in the blink of an eye, even his toes were ice.

Others may be confused, but the black beetle has a bright heart:

Ronan is talking about his "natal worm".

His ability, rooted in a mutant beetle, was accidentally devoured by him in his early years, and fused with his extraordinary power to build a unique ability structure. After years of continuous cultivation, that aberrant demon insect has been deeply rooted in his body and has become the foundation of his most important ability.

This is the first big secret of his life, it has always been rotten in his stomach and has never been mentioned to anyone, how can Ronan know? Unless, unless this kid has a pair of heavenly eyes, they can see through his internal organs, and 'hole' through all his secrets!

It was also at this moment that the black beetle remembered the previous feeling of "transparent and bright, unobstructed".

Behind the incomprehensible sense of transparency, is there a pair of invisible eyes, always staring, leaving no stone behind?

At the first thought, the black beetle's heart beat wildly, through the 'chest', slapping the ground, the breath on his body floated, and the people present were all sensitive people, so naturally they couldn't hide it anymore.

"This family is really playing dead!" Xue Lei's 'sex' is straight, and he is broken.

"You're going to die!"

Even if the skin is pressed against the cold ground, it is like a fire at this moment. The black beetle's brain roared, and a tinnitus-like buzz poured in, mixed with fear and rage, rising like a flame, incinerating the "plan to play dead" to ashes.

He bent his elbows sharply, stood up, and his first instinct, both physically and consciously, was to rush forward and tear apart the devil who had revealed the greatest secret of his life.

Xue Lei always stepped forward half a body, and at this moment he took another diagonal step, blocking Ronan behind his broad shoulders.

Speed is not the black beetle's strong point, but the treacherous movement is engraved in his bones. Even if his mind was in a 'mess' now, in the face of Xue Lei's rock-solid posture, he still instinctively chose to move.

With a few slight changes, the black beetle moved Xue Lei's center of gravity, and also saw the face behind him.

Ronan's face was half exposed, and there was only one eye, and only a line of slit was 'exposed' in the eye socket, and the crimson face 'color' absorbed the light, dark and dull, turning into invisible pressure, resisting the black beetle's 'chest'.

"There's a fourth gear, which just got on."

Before the words fell, on the viewing platform in the half-'dew' sky, another strong wind rose, and Xue Lei and the black beetle also collided together. The air exploded, and Ronan's low and weak voice flew and deflected, far away, and if he didn't concentrate his mind, he might not be able to hear it clearly.

The '' informant wasn't sure if Ronan was talking to him, listening to the tone, very similar.

"The fourth gear, which does not belong to him at all, but comes from the outside. At first, it played a protective role, like covering a 'lampshade' to shield from the impact of the 'spirit'. But now, the coupling method has changed, from 'lampshade' to 'lasso'......"

The black beetle snorted and retreated, Xue Lei's melee combat ability was at least one level stronger than him, and there was no chance of winning in a head-on conflict. Moreover, Ronan's voice lingered in his ears, and several key words in a row pierced in, making his heart palpitate again and again, and it was difficult to have the heart to fight.

The body shifted sharply to the side, and the black beetle no longer showed its back to the '' informant, but formed a narrow triangle before stopping. He gasped slightly, his gaze first on Ronan, then on the '' informant, and then swept through the shadows of the platform, his mind wandering like his eyes.

As for Ronan and the '' informant, the sights projected by both sides looked quite subtle.

The intense uneasiness and fear turned into substance, rolling between the black beetle's chest and abdomen: "Snake language, you give me a reply......"

In response to him, there was a sizzling sound, faintly born, like a dark poisoned snake spitting letters, and the scales gliding. When the black beetle was shocked and 'wanted to move', the terrible paralysis felt all the way up from the abdominal cavity, flooding the internal organs, and then flooding the throat, and the remaining momentum was inexhaustible, and it was still going up.

The buzzing sound runs through the brain.

The black beetle's eyes bulged out, bloodshot crawled all over the whites of the eyes, and they were filled with fear and despair: it was his natal worm, which he had been carefully enclosing in the abdominal cavity, independent of the organs, but now, the demon worm was out of control.

Guided by the strange "sizzling" sound, the terrifying instinct of the aberrant demon insect revived, and it bit all the way, penetrating the intestines, spleen and stomach, 'chest' cavity, larynx, and straight to the brain palace.

The black beetle wanted to struggle again, but the other party didn't give him any chance, and with the paralysis and buzzing insects entering his brain, his mind darkened, and his aura fell forever.

The wind drowned out Ronan's sigh.

Ronan didn't want to save the black beetle, he just wanted to remind him to make a trip to the other party's secret hand, but he didn't want the methods over there to be really ruthless, and directly woke up the "aberrant" insect parasitic on the abdominal cavity of the black beetle, the host and the guest were translocated, and the change was reversed.

The black beetle froze to death in the wind, dead to death, and now his body only exists as the "exoskeleton" of the aberrant demon insect, at the mercy of tossing.

Xue Lei was still not sure, looked vigilantly, and asked Ronan again: "Is he ......?"

Ronan nodded, "Dead." โ€

Before the words fell, the black beetle spoke: "Yasha Kasha." โ€

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The black beetle was squirming its mouth, lips, tongue, and throat, with obvious amplitude, but its voice was indistinct and hoarse, and when it was too violent, it even protruded a green spike in its mouth, and it swayed from side to side twice.

(Happy New Year's Day, everyone, my deadliest delusion during the holiday is "I have time to write")