An Weng maintained the special triangular hand seal. Dark flames burned within the triangular cavity, spreading to his palms, upper arms, and gradually covering his chest and abdomen, all the way to his head.
He did not look like a piece of charcoal. Instead, he used a more economical method to extract the essence energy from his flesh and blood bit by bit. He ignited it to unleash 120% of his energy.
An Weng was like this. Zheng Xiao was more or less the same. With An Chengli blocking in front of him, he could maintain his calm for now. But the calmer he was, the more confused he became. For this reason, he used the Evolution Field to ask An Weng:
"Is there a need for this? Aren't we just paving the way for the Order to enter Xia City on a large scale? Are we still unable to gain trust at this level? Do we really need to sacrifice the lives of a few First Oblatums? "
An Weng's answer was elusive and hard to fathom: "Chengli, this child, only has a clear mind when he is hiding behind someone else."
"..."
"When he spoke of the Gate of Truth, he asked when and where. This is correct. Only clear concrete information can be considered fundamental. However, the Order lacks this right now. "
"So, An Weng, you want to verify it? Everything you've done is actually to find this thing that might not even exist? In the end, the Order has never verified it, right? "
Zheng Xiao was unable to continue controlling his emotions. Anyone would find it hard to maintain their calm when they discovered that their life might be squandered on a meaningless conjecture. No, that's not right. No matter what direction it was, he cherished his life. It was just that there were no miracles without a goal. He was not willing to give up even the last bit of hope!
An Weng seemed to read his mind: "We aren't aimless. Remember the Human-Faced Arachnid? Its source. That corporation that uses money to conceal its strange smell. They want to make medicine out of the Human-Faced Arachnid? What kind of reason is that! "
"Quantum Corporation? The Gate of Truth?" Zheng Xiao was speechless for a time. It was hard for him to connect these two elements that did not match.
But An Weng firmly believed in this point. His will was incomparably firm: "We have already lost the initiative. Right now, we must seize this opportunity back without hesitation. Only we have the qualifications to touch the Gate of Truth. The authority of truth is destined to be held in our hands! "
"..."
Zheng Xiao suddenly understood why he was never able to increase his rank. Perhaps every single one of the hundred people standing at the top of the Order was a paranoid lunatic like An Weng!
He was about to give up communicating, but the unwillingness in his heart made his thoughts throb:
"An Weng!"
It was also at this moment that the centenarian opposite him used the most 'Officiant' method to say to him, "Pray, child. Pray that the Gate of Gate of Truth. Or, as the Holy Bible says, under the thick clouds, on the island covered in boiling magma, demons carrying chains on their backs pass through the clouds … Order wraps around Disorder, and Disorder devours Order … Perhaps, we will find a corner of the clouds, and there will be a powerful demon that the Holy Bible says will cross the sky and take our place … "
"To hell with the demons! To hell with the Holy Scripture!"
Holy Holy God Gate Gate Holy Gate. in Holy Devil. Holy Evolution. Wses. demon. in in in. in. in the Creation god. in of it. in...
"..... and.... in. in....... An Chengli's thoughts were like a fine thread that could snap at any time. It groaned in the storm.
"He is more stubborn than I expected. That's good! "
An Weng was very satisfied with his grandnephew's reaction. On the other side, Zheng Xiao felt a chill in his heart. He sensed something and cast his consciousness toward the center of the Evolution Field.
Unknowingly, the two ends of the Scales of Truth had formed a horizontal line that was relative to the Evolution Field's triangular region. Three First Oblatums, eight Oblatum Knights, and dozens of priests and knights. Their life force was mixed with the Heart of Fear and the Heart of Madness. Together, they fused into a huge amount of Chaos Element. Especially with An Chengli's massive "output", at least for the moment, it formed a precious balance with Fairchild.
Zheng Xiao opened his mouth but nothing came out. His thoughts projected the last bit of information. "But we are still in the spatial fault..."
An Weng's response was like a placebo. "Child. You must be clear. This is an opportunity. An excellent opportunity."
As the old man's thoughts became clear, Zheng Xiao suddenly felt his body and soul tremble. With the Evolution Field, the projection of the Scales of Truth and the three First Oblatums as the fulcrum, the three-dimensional structure constructed began to tremble and warp.
The intertwining effects of power were too complex. It was hard to observe, but the final wave that formed swept across the material plane of the Logic World in an instant.
At this moment, Zheng Xiao 'saw' Ouyang Chen. This theoretical number one person of Xia City was frowning. He cast his gaze toward the projection of the materialized Scales of Truth.
This scene did not require An Weng to relay it. All he needed to do was to scan through the spread of the wave and transmit the information back to him.
Zheng Xiao gathered even more information. For example, he roughly understood the 'boundary' of the Logic World. It was the area where the three high-rise buildings were connected. It had a radius of a kilometer or so.
But here came the problem. If he was sealed inside, how could he talk about verification?
Before he could finish his thought, the frequency of the wave led by the Scales of Truth... could be described as such. A subtle change occurred. Correspondingly, the wave cut into the mental plane.
According to the ancient records of the Order, the mental plane was like a boundless ocean. It was incomparably vast and incomparably deep. A person's mental consciousness was like a fish. Some could only swim in the shallow waters, while others could swim tens of thousands of meters under the sea.
Of course, this was just a metaphor. Metaphors were often miles away from reality. But no matter what, it was extremely difficult to enter the 'deep sea'. The cultivation ancient records of the Order roughly divided the mental plane into five layers: shallow, intermediate, deep, abyssal, and extreme. Zheng Xiao was the Clearoath First Oblatum. Even when he was in his best state, he could only sway at the edge of the 'intermediate zone'.
But now, following the rapid change in the frequency of the wave, his body and soul trembled violently. It was as if he had warped and mixed into an ugly, monstrous fish. With a sudden plunge, he entered the deep sea that he had never experienced before. He also received the feedback of a terrifying pressure.
Zheng Xiao groaned. He felt as if the muscles and bones of his entire body were severely deformed. His soul was even more warped beyond recognition. Amidst the extreme pressure and pain, a wealth of information was transmitted back to him. But he did not even have the strength to receive the vast majority of the information, let alone understand it.
Perhaps An Weng could. Could he really?
Through the Evolution Field, Zheng Xiao could faintly sense that An Weng was not having a good time either. Every change in the frequency of the wave led by the holy artifact was an absolute torment to the body of the centenarian. The damage caused was irreversible.
This was verification. Verification at the cost of one's life... Oh?
Zheng Xiao was not sure whether or not he had heard a sound.
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