Under the catalysis of Ren Hong's spell power, the Bloodsoul Temple underwent a reshaping type of growth.
Luo Nan did not know the origins of the protective talisman that Ren Hong crushed. A large amount of highly condensed spell power was accumulated inside. It was used as a seed, and it utilized a secret technique to absorb large amounts of faith power from the believers of the Order through the earth and soil. After being controlled and transformed, the faith power was poured into the Bloodsoul Temple in an unending stream.
Luo Nan did not understand the specific operating rules, but he could see that the mountain structure of the Bloodsoul Temple had become more exquisite and natural. The four buildings on top of it grew more magnificent and dignified.
As the Bloodsoul Temple grew in turmoil, its absorption and devouring of the chaotic power of the Wraith Sign became more and more unbridled. It seemed that the parasitic process of several dozen days was about to come to an end. It was currently fusing the Human-Faced Arachnid's power into its own, attempting to devour it and replace its body.
Was it not going to walk the remaining several hundred steps of the Path of Blood and Fire?
Or could it be said that Ren Hong's rebellion was because he saw another golden path that could forge a perfect sacrificial artifact without going through the Human-Faced Arachnid?
Luo Nan did not know what Ren Hong was thinking. But he did know that the effects of this method on his own closed system were quite obvious.
It was so obvious that the other believer could sense it.
Cat Eyes took the initiative to contact him: "Hey, is the line disturbed? It's very noisy!"
"Ignore it." Luo Nan urged the Human-Faced Arachnid to rapidly jump within the two-way warped mental screen, leaving the material plane in an instant.
The bodyguard, the Deep Blue Walker, lost his connection to the Human-Faced Arachnid and immediately reported: "Target lost."
Tian Bang: "......"
"Not yet!" Ren Hong's hands firmly clasped the rubble in front of his knees, ensuring the stability of the psychic wave radiation. Sweat trickled down his forehead and cheeks, but a smile had already bloomed on his face: "I've locked onto it!"
"It's locked onto..." Luo Nan also confirmed this point.
He had already leapt into the middle zone, and he was far away from all devices and mental senses through the warping effect of the mental screen. However, Ren Hong's incantation magic power continued to pour in through the Shepherd's channel.
Most importantly, the Bloodsoul Temple released the element of blood flame as it absorbed energy endlessly. It attempted to assimilate everything in the surroundings to aid in the digestion. It was like red ink in a pool of water. It was not that easy to dilute.
Unexpectedly … the contamination was spreading.
The Wraith Sign was very important within Luo Nan's closed system. It occupied the highest position within all of Luo Nan's believers. It was able to make Luo Nan's power more efficient. And through coupling and other exquisite and subtle functional relationships, it was constantly linked with other believers, transforming into an enormous production line. It produced an unending stream of soul strength, providing abundant supplies for Luo Nan.
At this time, one link of the production line was contaminated. In theory, it was possible that the entire production line would be affected.
Well, in theory.
Luo Nan's mentality was very stable. At this moment, he could see the benefits of seclusion at home last weekend. He already had a relatively clear understanding of the entire Formatting Theory system.
He was using a transcendent perspective to assess the situation.
This was because Luo Nan's status in this system was that of a factory owner.
In other words, the analogy of 'pool' and 'red ink' was also very appropriate. In an interconnected pool system, the red ink in the upstream pool would pollute the downstream pool, but no matter what, it would be very difficult to go upstream and pollute the source.
Luo Nan was the source of the pool system. He was the factory owner who could shut down the production line at any time. Within the closed system he built, this determined the difference between a superior and a inferior position. It determined the absolute control that Luo Nan enjoyed.
Even though the power of the Bloodsoul Temple followed the internal connections of the closed system and spread endlessly, it was unable to corrode Luo Nan himself no matter what.
As for Luo Nan, what he needed to do was very simple. He pressed down with a clear and distinct will, directly severing the coupling connection between the Wraith Sign and the other believers. He made the Wraith Sign independent.
The expansion momentum of the Bloodsoul Temple's power was easily severed. It was locked within the Wraith Sign's main body area, erasing the last bit of theoretical possibility.
The Bloodsoul Temple was still engulfing and assimilating the Wraith Sign. Under Ren Hong's full power, the momentum was quite fierce. However, this Vice Oblatum of the Bloodflame Order never realized from beginning to end that the Bloodsoul Temple, which he had entrusted his heart's blood and sweat, had already suffered a crushing defeat on a certain level.
This was the isolation of the system, the suppression of the hierarchy. When the Wraith Sign occupied the magpie's nest, it silently seized the embryonic state of the Bloodsoul Temple. This was the result that was destined.
Even if the mountain was towering and lofty, how could it compare to the heavens?
Right now, the only problem left was the Wraith Sign.
The Bloodsoul Temple's erosion of the Wraith Sign continued. It was like retribution for the Wraith Sign taking over the mold's nest. Of course, Luo Nan had to control this, but now was not the time.
The restless Bloodsoul Temple was the real bait. Although Ren Hong's methods were quite effective, the turbulence created on the level of the Bloodsoul Temple was far too obvious. It attracted the attention of many related consciousnesses.
Luo Nan's closed system senses, including his superior position, just happened to be able to capture all of this. He omitted the meaningless details and traced it in reverse, just like how he had sensed Mrs. Halder before ….
He drew a few extension lines on the outline of the Bloodsoul Temple. It was like drawing auxiliary lines in a plane geometry exercise.
"It's a very simple assignment. Then I'll get the answer."
One, two …. No, it was a set of twin figures.
The Bloodsoul Temple was the foundation, extending outwards. The closest one was Ren Hong. Then it split. A portion involved Tian Bang and a few related people. There was another portion that extended thirty kilometers away. The aura over there was much more familiar. It was clearly Mrs. Halder and the other core members of the Bloodflame Order of Xia City.
Of course, this was just physical distance. It was the result of abstraction on the mental plane. The psychic wave figures formed by these two groups of people were actually quite similar. One glance was enough to tell that they came from the same source.
"The situation is becoming clearer and clearer …." Luo Nan's mind grew calmer and calmer. His train of thought began to spring up.
In comparison, the Xia City branch of the Bloodflame Order passed through their time in a state of restlessness and depression in the Decompression Gym thirty kilometers away.
Due to their understanding of the Order's techniques, they were able to roughly guess Ren Hong's methods from the feedback from the Bloodsoul Temple.
Mo Lun's gloomy thoughts filled the air. "That traitor no longer has any misgivings."
Yin Le was even more urgent. She pressed her hand against her chest and faced Mrs. Halder, strongly declaring her position. "Boss, let me do it. I can cut off the psychic channel. I absolutely won't let Ren Hong succeed!"
"And then let all the believers be at a loss as to what to do?"
"If we let them succeed, we'll lose everything …."
"So you want to destroy all the resonators of the Bloodflame Will? Destroy the foundation of the Order's existence? "Mrs. Halder stared straight at Yin Le, successfully making her speechless.
On the other side, Jiang Yuanzhen was still hopping mad. "Then what should we do? Our molds were taken away by others just like that? Those shameless separatists! Traitors! "
Mrs. Halder turned around. She looked at the blurry and lagging projection of information. Several seconds later, she spoke softly, "Let's leave first."
"Huh?" Jiang Yuanzhen didn't hear clearly at first.
Mrs. Halder changed her words. "We must first cut our losses …. We must avoid a crisis that could topple us."
"Cut our losses? How do we cut our losses? "
"We'll leave Xia City for now."
"What kind of joke is this!" Jiang Yuanzhen really exploded. "Are you crazy? We haven't even figured out the situation yet, and you want to run? Give up all these years of operation and run? "
"There's no worse situation than the present!" Mrs. Halder's tone was calm and without ripples. "Old Jiang, you watched Ren Hong grow up. He's also the most outstanding talent the Order has nurtured in recent years. Don't you trust his judgment? "
"Huh?"
"When it comes to the way Ren Hong conducts himself, he doesn't have any weaknesses that can be used against him. Given his shrewdness and meticulousness, things like betrayal don't happen. But once they do, there must be a sufficient reason. Perhaps the other party has a closer relationship with the military. Perhaps the other party's prospects for development are broader …. But in any case, there must be an enormous disparity in power between the two sides. That's why he made up his mind. "
Jiang Yuanzhen chuckled twice. He wanted to retort that this was all conjecture, but when the words reached his mouth, he suddenly felt dispirited. What Mrs. Halder said was very likely.
Ren Hong's temperament was just like that.
Mrs. Halder's gaze swept across everyone. Jiang Yuanzhen's mind was absent-minded. Yin Le's mind was restless. Meng Chong's face was expressionless. Wu Kui shrunk into a corner without a sound …. As for Mo Lun, she didn't need to care about him.
Mrs. Halder sighed softly and continued, "I believe that everyone has the resolve to sacrifice their lives for the Order. But as the First Oblatum, the continuation of the orthodoxy and the preservation of our vitality will always be our number one priority. Besides, we have three Shepherds. As long as the foundation of the Herding Law doesn't change, we will always have a chance. It doesn't matter if we're in Xia City or not. "
Jiang Yuanzhen wasn't so easily convinced. "But …."
"I agree with the First Oblatum's judgment."
Black smoke curled up in spirals in the void. A low and fine voice seemed to seep out from within. Mo Lun's soul body of black smoke was decades old. He practically represented the highest combat power of the Bloodflame Order. His sudden appearance naturally attracted everyone's gazes.
However, what people paid more attention to was his attitude.
Mo Lun said, "Ever since the upheaval of the Order, the First Oblatum has repeatedly proven that her line of thought is correct. She hasn't made any major mistakes to this day."
No one could refute this point.
"The mold was a genius idea. According to the First Oblatum's common saying, she found a good project worth investing in. We invested for this and made it to a certain scale. Then, competitors appeared. They directly poached people, stole products, and even used military and political power to destroy bodies. Although it's despicable, it's absolutely impossible to do it without overwhelming strength …. We have no chance of victory in a direct clash. "
Mrs. Halder bowed slightly towards the black smoke in the room to express her thanks. But when her gaze swept across the room, she suddenly frowned.
At this moment, the black smoke curled up, faintly forming the silhouette of Mo Lun's figure. Mo Lun's words jumped. "In terms of concrete implementation, I have a suggestion ….
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