In the end, Zheng Xiao's mind was still clear. The relevant concepts quickly became clear in his mind. "You released Number 3!"
He originally did not have the strength to converse with An Weng, but seeing this scene, his mind surged and he actually squeezed out a bit of energy.
An Weng did not respond. He probably did not have the time because at this moment, there was an explosion. The edge of Building A's rooftop suddenly collapsed. A dazzling light leaped up from below like a miniature sun.
Fairchild stepped out from within the rippling waves of light. He walked with large strides toward the burning An Weng behind the magic array.
Twenty meters away, Ouyang Chen gently shook his head.
Even this subtle movement was caught by Childe. He turned his face and stared at the Extraordinary who had been a "spectator" for a considerable amount of time with his gray eyes. Childe's deep voice seemed to be able to shake the air on the rooftop.
"Do you still think this is a laboratory?"
"In a sense, yes," Ouyang Chen calmly admitted. "This Logic World is my laboratory."
"How unfortunate! You let someone crazier than you in. Your experiment is bound to be a mess. "
Fairchild's footsteps did not stop. As he spoke, he crashed into the automatic defensive circle of the Evolution Field. Gloomy flames burned around his body, but not a single spark could penetrate the white light surrounding his body.
Of course, the priests and knights could go forward to stop him, but the people who were immersed in fear and panic could not muster the courage to do so.
Fairchild arrived outside the magic array unimpeded. His movements were still crisp and efficient. He extended his hand and shattered the cocoon-shaped diagram of light into fragments that filled the sky.
One of the three pillars of the Evolution Field, and it was also the most important one, had been shattered just like that.
Correspondingly, the two First Oblatums on the rooftops of Building B and Building C screamed miserably at the same time, as if they had lost control of high-voltage electricity. The diagram of light around them twisted and collapsed.
Zheng Xiao fared slightly better. He had discovered Fairchild rushing to the rooftop in time. He was mentally prepared. Although the backlash was fierce, it was not fatal.
However, on the other rooftop, An Chengli, who was already out of his wits, was not so lucky. Forcefully entering the depths of the mental plane was already too much for him to bear. The backlash from the collapse of the pillar of the Evolution Field destroyed his fleshly body in the first instant.
The splattered flesh and blood turned into burning torches before they could completely disperse. The pain of his flesh being torn apart and being burned incinerated An Chengli's willpower into ashes. He knelt on both knees and then collapsed onto the ground. He rolled around and let out anguished howls, each one weaker than the last.
Meanwhile, in Block A, the dark flames around An Weng expanded by half a meter. The intensity of the flames had multiplied many times over. His robes and his skinny body were all ablaze. The light of the fire penetrated deep into his body. Through the flames, one could even see the emptiness behind him.
But An Weng only stood there quietly. He maintained the triangular seal that corresponded to the Evolution Field. He only raised his face slightly. His eyes were still turbid amidst the flames as they met Fairchild's gray pupils.
The moment their gazes met, he opened his mouth slightly and spoke in a weak voice from his already scorched throat, "As long as you yearn for the truth, it will definitely be on both sides of the scale."
"But there is no need to be at the mercy of chaos."
Childe stepped forward again and punched An Weng's head. The external force of the fist and the internal flames acted at the same time. The old man's head was instantly smashed into fireworks that filled the sky.
Childe's expression did not change in the slightest when he succeeded in one strike. This was because he knew that the target his fist had shattered did not have much meaning.
His fist, which he had yet to withdraw, slightly tightened. An invisible shockwave was launched from the material plane. It charged into the mental plane and penetrated extremely deep. But in the end, he was still a step too slow. Some incorporeal shadow leaped out from An Weng's burning body and concealed itself in the depths of the void.
Childe raised his head and his gaze pointed to the center of the triangle formed by the three buildings. It was the void directly above Frost River Reality. There, the materialized projection of the Scales of Truth stood amidst the rolling waves of light.
The Evolution Field had lost its pillar and could completely collapse at any moment. But the projection of the Scales of Truth still appeared to be stable. This was not just the miraculous effects of the holy object. It was the support of a new power.
On the rooftop of Block C, Zheng Xiao could no longer stand. He barely managed to control his body and sat on the ground. He looked down in a daze.
Within the distorted and turbulent Evolution Field, the originally malevolent image became even uglier. Before, he had only seen the occasional 'insect' limb. Now, it appeared before his eyes in a seriously distorted posture. Of course, it was no longer an 'insect'. It was a clear demonic shadow.
The slender limbs moved within the waves of light. The demonic body of man and arachnid that was one with one clung to the lower part of the projection of the Scales of Truth. The six-eyed demon eye flickered with light. No one knew who its attention was focused on.
"Number 3," Zheng Xiao murmured.
Number 3 was a Human-Faced Arachnid.
The Order of Justice was one of the first powers to clearly set out to search for and utilize the Human-Faced Arachnid. They relied on their first move and accurate information to capture a total of five Human-Faced Arachnid clones over the past ten days. They were arranged according to numbers 1 to 5. After some research and testing, the Human-Faced Arachnid clones devoured each other. There was also a specimen that was sent to the First Sacrifice. In the end, only number 3 was left. It was kept at An Weng's place. No one knew what the old man would do.
Now, An Weng's head had been smashed by Fairchild's fist. Number 3, who had remained hidden all this time, had revealed itself. Furthermore, it had thrown itself into the collapsing Evolution Field a step earlier.
Zheng Xiao was in a state of confusion. His consciousness, which was still being pulled and controlled by the Evolution Field, connected with a chaotic and restless power.
Human-Faced Arachnid, number 3!
Zheng Xiao instinctively wanted to use the method of controlling the Human-Faced Arachnid to secure the initiative. But in the next instant, he came into contact with a cold and clear plane behind the chaotic power. The information in his consciousness rippled like light waves. The frequency was so familiar.
At this moment, Zheng Xiao's hair stood on end.
"... An Weng?"
Number 3 did not respond. He could see that its six demonic eyes and its ugly head were pointing in a different direction at the same time.
It was the rooftop of Building B where An Chengli was.
In the next moment, Number 3 suddenly disappeared from the plane that could be sensed.
By the time Zheng Xiao relied on his perception ability, which had yet to be completely withdrawn from the mental plane, to lock onto Number 3's position, Number 3 had already crashed into the depths of the mental plane. Its target was clear. It covered the rooftop of Building B in an instant. Its sharp limbs pierced downwards.
Before the attack could land, another demonic figure soared into the sky from the remains of An Chengli's body, which was about to be completely burned away. It leaped into the void.
Zheng Xiao saw it clearly. It was another Human-Faced Arachnid!
"The spoils of war hidden away."
A consciousness suddenly came to him. It was extremely clear. Even though Zheng Xiao was mentally prepared, he was still so startled that he nearly blurted out:
"An Weng!"
The consciousness flashed. In the depths of the mental plane, the two ugly monsters collided together. Victory and defeat were practically decided in an instant.
Number 3, or rather, An Weng, used its nightmarish chelicerae to shred half of the "spoils of war". Then it bit down forcefully, completely swallowing the food that was half in its mouth.
In the end, it chewed off the head of the Human-Faced Arachnid, which was indistinguishable from each other. The two ugly heads came together and one swallowed the other.
The scene of the Human-Faced Arachnid cannibalism had never been as nauseating as it was now.
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