Consciousness slowly awakens from the tide of the rolling waves.

When Bering opened his eyes again, he was back in the real world.

The weight on his left hand was still a reminder of what he had brought into his sea of consciousness just now.

Not long ago, Bering took a moment to come to an agreement with King Rabana.

The content of the agreement is very simple, probably "I am your father, I am right no matter what I do to you, and I must hold back if I am not satisfied".

As a party to the agreement, Bering has the right to use its head to command the wind. At the same time, if Bering wants to ask for something, he can only choose to conceal it, not to deceive. Similarly, Bering can also use it as an alchemy item at critical moments.

And as the second party of the agreement, what King Rabana can get is also very simple.

It was able to survive Bering's hands and ascend to the rank of the second inhuman life form of the "Bright Day".

Bering felt that such an agreement was really very considerate and very humane.

However, even if he has been "intimate" to this extent, King Rabana still seems to be somewhat dissatisfied.

That's not good.

Therefore, Bering let it experience the joy of bathing a little.

When the light sea almost touched its beard, King Ravana finally "abandoned the darkness and turned to the light", no longer clinging to the decaying and withering past, but intended to embrace a better tomorrow.

This is a big step for it, and a small step for Bering.

As it turned out, King Ravana was still very sensible and knew when to bark and when to shut up.

In short, no matter what, both parties were happy to reach a harmonious relationship between the dog and the owner in the end.

Unfortunately, this agreement is only lip service at the moment.

If you want to enforce it, it is estimated that you will have to go to Qi Guang to ask for a few props after Bering.

So before that, he had to keep carrying this head with him.

In a way, this seems somewhat terrifying.

Once he conjured up to the image of himself walking in the gray fog and holding a hideous head in his left hand, Bering felt that such a picture seemed to be somewhat postmodernist.

…… Doesn't seem like a good fit?

With his free hand rubbing his chin, Bering glanced at King Ravana.

He whispered, "As a philosopher's stone, you should be able to change your body freely, right?" ”

After all, the essence of the Philosopher's Stone is "spirit", and the spirit is the most unrestrained and full of endless plasticity.

Hearing this, King Ravana's head trembled slightly.

After a few moments, it reluctantly began to shrink.

Just as Bering had pulled a round ball from under Hanuman's claws before, this time King Rabana's facial features began to shrink into a ball again, as if they had been kneaded into the smooth white ball.

Then the white ball starts to shrink little by little.

It shrunk to the size of the black ring next to Bering.

At this moment, the black ring, which symbolized the "Nameless Mist", was still quietly wrapped on Bering's finger, glowing with pitch black.

But it's clear that now it's going to have a neighbor next to it.

It's a bit out of place to put a human head on your fingers, but at least at the moment it looks like a ring, and it feels like a ring, so according to Occam's razor, it's a ring.

At least that's how Bering hypnotized himself.

After thinking like this, his heart will be less entangled......

Wearing the white ring tightly and tightening, Bai Ling looked at the black and white on his hand, and a surging smile appeared on his face.

"In this way, the 'wind' is over."

He glanced at the blue sky and thought to himself: "In the foreknowledge of the superimposed future, the appearance of the wind in the Smoke Mountain will make those hidden traitors completely start to act. ’

The wind is like a signal and a beginning. Since the wind, blood and dust will also appear one after another. And in the end, lead to a gray death. ’

Originally, Bering was a little curious about what those traitors wanted to do with the "wind".

But now, after realizing that the so-called "wind", that is, the head of King Rabana, was actually a spiritual substance, Bering felt that he had probably understood what those guys were thinking.

The concept of "blood" is the blood of the piercing male, which symbolizes the blood of the noble. "Dust" is the spiritual dust that can disturb the human will, the manifestation of consciousness, when these things are catalyzed by the stone of the philosopher, which symbolizes the essence of "spirit......

It may turn into the purest "tonic".

Bering didn't know what the process of change would be, but he could probably guess what the result would be.

Once all the elements are fused into one, then the entire Yanxia Mountain will probably become a complete ...... Meat grinder.

Xenos that were originally prey will be strengthened, and forces that were previously deliberately controlled may be liberated. At that time, the monster that the students could have dealt with is estimated to be able to kill the students by changing hands.

And that's not all.

In the sea of consciousness, the tyrant king (referring to King Rabana) mentions it very explicitly.

"If I, the Philosopher's Stone, were the root of the activation, and a ritual was attached......"

The Tyrant King said with a serious face: "It is very likely that a man-made distorted root will be formed!" ”

"If it is explained in layman's terms, it is through blood, dust and spirit, the three are combined, and the spirit is honored. Distort all wills and minds...... At that time, the dry bones buried under this mountain, as well as the monsters on the mountain, and even the humans on the mountain, may become 'artificial xenomorphs' like me! ”

"It's not impossible," it said, "I'm the only artificial xenomorph in the world. I theoretically have the power of 'distortion', and if this power is amplified, then there is a certain probability that I will be used to create xenomorphs. ”

"In other words, if I am robbed by someone else, then those guys may use me and turn the dead, the living, and the people on the Smoky Mountain into monsters!"

Hearing this, Bering's face was slightly stunned.

The statement of the tyrant king is clear.

As the only artificial xenomorph, the guys in Hermes seem to have left some "twisted" abilities on its body.

And this distorted ability is the origin of the birth of xenomorphs.

Therefore, once they are allowed to snatch the tyrant king, then maybe Bering will need to face not only the mole and the "prey" xenomorphs that already exist in the mountains, but also ...... Invisible xenos that may erupt around you at any time!

While this may have been a deliberate emphasis on the tyrant's desire to improve his own security, Bering couldn't have speculated whether it was true or not.

If nothing else, the name of the tyrant king, an "artificial xenomorph", is loud enough.

Wouldn't it be troublesome to let someone else snatch it and make another one?

So Bering finally added a clause to the previous agreement to protect the life of the tyrant king from being snatched by the "bad guys".

You know, this didn't exist before.

However, although it is said that he has found himself in trouble, it does not mean that the tyrant is worthless to Bering.

In fact, it's quite capable.

As an artificial xenomorph and the embodiment of the spirit, the Tyrant is able to strengthen Bering's own consciousness and protect him from diving in the sea of consciousness.

With the Tyrant's blessing, Bering was able to dive to a depth of only ten minutes, but now he was jumping towards twenty minutes.

That's the best news for him.

The ability to predict is the foundation of his life, and the longer he prophesies, the more things Bering can gain.

Of course, in addition to this, the tyrant king has another ability.

Looking at the ring on his hand, Bering's consciousness moved slightly.

He glanced at the nightingale next to him, pondered for a moment, and then raised his finger to her.

"Sit down." He said.

The nightingale looked at him with some blankness.

But soon, she felt an inexplicable force on her.

This power had no source, as if the wind around her was holding her up, and it was like something directly manipulated her spirit, making her squat down directly in a daze, and then sit on the dirty ground without hesitation.

"Huh?!"

After five seconds, the nightingale woke up from a dream, got up from the ground in a hurry, patted his pants, and looked at Bering with a sigh of relief.

Bering, on the other hand, rubbed the ring on his hand, and the smile on his face was unpredictable.

I have to say that although many things in this ring are relatively wasteful, at least this thing still gave Erbering a small surprise.

This is the second ability of the tyrant king - the "wind of might".

As a product of the spirit, the Philosopher's Stone is naturally able to influence the spirit of others.

Hypnosis, change in common sense, modification of memory...... All actions that belong to the will of the "spirit" have room for interference.

And the soul is somehow equivalent to the spirit.

Because the Philosopher's Stone is the purest spiritual element, it is not difficult for it to manipulate the spirit.

This gave Bering a lot of inspiration.

Although the pistol is already used as the key to attacking the soul, there are times when this attack method does not fully work. For example, when dealing with a guy like Elgod, this pistol can only seriously injure her, but it is very difficult to kill.

And now, with this ring, his means of attacking souls are even stronger.

After all, no matter how you say it, the output efficiency of the tyrant king is definitely higher than that of a pistol.

"But then again, Hermes is the one who can play with souls the most," Bering thought as he looked at the Tyrant's Ring in his hand, "not only the pistol, but also the ring has the ability to attack souls." ’

How terrible has those guys been in the manipulation of their souls and consciousness?

A pistol can make the former creator god look sideways, so what can this ring do now?

Bering is not clear.

All he knew was that each of those guys was a monster to be wary of.

After a long time, no one knows exactly where the alchemy that once dared to create aliens has advanced this crazy technology in this time.

Bering even wondered if some of the Hermes people would combine their bodies with different species to become a new type of "monster".

The only thing that can be called a "good thing" now is perhaps the only one that looks precious, the Tyrant Ring, which has fallen into his own hands.

Pressing his finger on the ring, Bering's thoughts flashed: "The traitor wants to use this ring to turn the entire Yanxia Mountain into a hunting ground for humans, but now, the Tyrant King has simply released the wind. This wind can only be regarded as strengthening the strength of the xenomorphs on the mountain for now, and it is of little use other than that. ’

Now that this ring is in my hands, there is no way that anyone will snatch it up, reconstruct the barrier, and create a xenomorph. In this case, the people on the mountain will only need to deal with the enhanced xenomorphs, as well as the blood and dust that are being promoted. ’

It's also troublesome, but it's much better than the original plan.

That's why Bering didn't care about anything else and came specifically to find the Tyrant's Ring.

This thing is so important, with or without it, it can be said that it has laid two completely different patterns in Yanxia Mountain after that.

Qi Guang, who was originally superimposed on the future, was unable to do anything because he needed to face all kinds of anxious things. He even had to deal with his own people who had become aliens, which led to the collapse of his faith.

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Now that this ring is in Bering's hand, Qi Guang doesn't need to deal with his companions, and he undoubtedly reduces the burden on this tough deputy director.

However, it does not mean that Qi Guang is completely invincible.

In fact, there are quite a few guys on this mountain.

Glancing at the sky in the distance, Bering's eyes were slightly stunned.

In the next second, he pressed the ring directly on his hand and threw his consciousness back into the boundless ocean.

Before the ring could speak, its entire head was flooded with rushing currents, and in an instant, it fell below the level of a sea of pitch black and white foam!

Now, with the blessing of this ring, Bering's diving speed has suddenly increased!

It wasn't until ten minutes later that Bering slowed down, pressed one hand on the ring, and stared at the future that the sea presented to him.

The tide is like a refined mirror, with water droplets dripping above and through this dark and deep ocean, you can see the future of others, as if a delicacy was served to others for appreciation.

However, this is clearly not an area that tyrants can reach.

Even if it was taken down by Bering, it could only feel a sense of loneliness, darkness, and panic.

It's cold, it's dark, it's scary......

It was left with only one thought left in its mind.

It took less than a second.

Above it, Bering spoke: "Ding Yan opened the box. ”

Under the darkness that the tyrant king could see, Bering's face seemed to be clouded: "It seems that that guy is eyeing him." ”

Perhaps it was the illusion of the tyrant king, who always felt that Bering seemed to be smiling on his face now......

However, there was no smile in his eyes.