Luo Nan's mental senses swept Baze inside out. The more he looked, the greater the pressure. The more he looked, the more he did not know what to do. For a time, his mind was filled with resentment toward An Weng.
That An Weng. He didn't want to be a person, but he also conveniently tricked his own subordinate …. Fine, An Weng did not care about this at all. He was wholeheartedly working on the demon behind the shadows.
"You can save him." Fairchild repeated similar words. His confidence far exceeded Luo Nan's.
"How can I save him?" Luo Nan did not need to pretend to communicate with Fairchild. He responded in a bad mood, "His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are all unreliable. All of his functions are in chaos. They are all for the sake of accumulating the most explosive power …."
The verbal information suddenly stopped here. The efficiency of the exchange of information on the mental plane far exceeded that of a regular conversation.
Fairchild understood Luo Nan's confusion and difficulties. Luo Nan also roughly understood Fairchild's train of thought. He even used more concise and accurate words to express himself.
"Build an order frame for him and restrain him?"
"Just like that." Fairchild's train of thought was only a general idea. It originated from the feeling of order he received on the mental plane back at Frost River Reality. Now that Luo Nan had added the finishing touch, Fairchild immediately praised, "Order frame. This description is very good."
Of course it was good. Right now, An Weng was doing this.
Yes, there was also Luo Nan himself.
Through the conflict with An Weng on the altar frame, Luo Nan gained a new understanding of many things that were previously fuzzy and unclear.
'Altar' and 'sacrificial offering' represented a kind of order. The essence of demons was indeed chaos, but it was chaos that was controlled by a certain order. There needed to be a large frame above the chaos. Otherwise, it would be chaos that was completely meaningless.
The Human-Faced Arachnid was the best example. The Wraith Sign's many successful sacrificial offerings proved that this kind of chaotic existence could be accommodated within a high level of order. This was the only way to explain how a Darksider life form, which acted completely by instinct, could use efficient methods to make correct choices most of the time.
The current Baze was a humanoid demon. Although it was a bit nondescript, there was no difference in essence. It would naturally be extremely difficult to make him return to his human state. However, it seemed feasible to just maintain it …. Or even take it a step further.
Luo Nan pondered for a moment before saying, "If you don't mind this state, you might be able to preserve your life. But this will completely change the foundation. Is there any meaning to it? "
Fairchild shook his head slightly. He looked down at Baze, who was panting violently. The man's features were twisted from the pain, and his black face was stained with dirt and blood. Even his mouth was no exception. He looked as ferocious as a ghost.
Sensing Fairchild's gaze, Baze's half-protruding eyes met Fairchild's. However, his pupils were dilated and no longer focused, making him look even more terrifying. The skin that bore this terrifying and hideous face was rapidly turning gray. The strength of its struggle was getting weaker and weaker, and it was also getting stiffer and stiffer. It looked like the last bit of its life could be extinguished at any time.
For living beings, the essence of chaos was infinitely equal to death.
On the other hand, if there was life, then its essence might not be pure chaos. There was always a glimmer of hope.
"Make your move," Fairchild replied.
Luo Nan didn't say anything more. The radiance of the Format Pyramid grew brighter and brighter at Baze's chest. This represented that Luo Nan's order was affecting Baze.
However, a simple blessing from the Format Pyramid was not enough. He still needed a more direct and efficient method.
Luo Nan needed some reference, but his consciousness had just walked around the altar frame. Information that came from the depths of the mental plane caused his consciousness to deviate a bit. He was a bit distracted.
An Weng's control over the demon behind the scenes seemed to have reached a new level. Ouyang Chen had already been completely driven out of the giant shadow pillar. Ouyang Chen was speeding up his departure from the Logic World.
"Focus!"
Fairchild warned him. His meaning was clear: Don't touch what you shouldn't touch. Don't force yourself.
Luo Nan understood Fairchild's meaning. However, the altar frame was entangled on a level like this. It was not something he could do even if he wanted to stay out of it.
In reality, as Luo Nan exerted his influence on Baze, his entanglement with An Weng floated to the surface once more.
An Weng did not pay attention to Baze, but Luo Nan had constructed an order frame to deal with the essence of chaos. It was a part of the demon that An Weng had just stripped off. As a result, Luo Nan's level of tracing back inevitably came into contact with An Weng's Scales of Truth frame. The hidden connection was instantly highlighted.
An Weng and Luo Nan met once more. This was not a happy meeting. Instead, it was a collision, conflict, and pursuit between two order frames on a higher level.
Oh, there was also President Ouyang Chen. His mental senses had come to join in on the fun.
This was the first time Luo Nan clearly sensed the existence of this President, but it soon blurred away.
The reason was that he was quite far away.
It was like a diving competition. Luo Nan and An Weng both had clear directions to reach their destination. Ouyang Chen's diving depth was certainly not inferior to theirs, but he was unfamiliar with the underwater environment. He spent too much energy searching for his target, and he was left far behind by the cheating duo. In the end, Ouyang Chen simply got lost. There was no need to talk about anything else.
It was precisely because Ouyang Chen was left behind that An Weng shifted most of the energy he had placed on Ouyang Chen to Luo Nan. He scanned Luo Nan over and over again, paying extreme attention.
An Weng could not be blamed for doing this. Right now, the holy space was deep within the giant shadow pillar. It was attempting to control the demon, but it was not completely successful. Luo Nan traced it back through the chaos element on Baze's body.
They occupied different sizes, inside and outside, but their levels were the same. Then the problem came: Two frames, two elements, two directions. There was only one demon behind the scenes. Who did it listen to?
It didn't want to listen to anyone!
A restless roar penetrated through countless curtains into the Logic World. The berserk power urged the dark clouds of shadow. The vortex seemed to have substance, corroding and tearing apart everything it covered. Dust filled the sky, and the three buildings swayed even more violently.
Such a reaction allowed Luo Nan to confirm one step further. Perhaps the demon behind the scenes was thousands of times more powerful than the Human-Faced Arachnid, but they were essentially the same goods.
This fellow's reaction was practically the same as the burning wraith on the warship a dozen or so days ago, the previous incarnation of the Wraith Sign. They were both helpless when faced with this situation!
The powerful instincts nurtured within their chaos could only be accomplished under a higher plane of order frame. Once this order frame encountered an attack, it would be more delightful to be captured without putting up a fight.
Right now, An Weng was pursuing the specific hierarchical structure of this order frame. He was simulating and overlapping in order to realize control over the demon. An Weng had a clear direction. This was probably a hint given to him by the holy space.
But Luo Nan had one as well!
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