Shadow Cockroach?
Luo Nan should have seen this name or a similar name in the database related to the outer-realm species. However, he no longer had the space to recall. He was unable to make a further reaction.
His energy had already been squandered on the support and analysis of the high-level evolution of the laws. He had a bit of energy left over to deal with the killing move of the Shadow Cockroach that sliced through the void.
He had indeed blocked the first wave of death. The dozens of Syncopators on the ground had already turned to slag. They had blocked the disaster in place of Luo Nan, Lieutenant Shang Min, and Sir Shi Yuan.
But the second wave...
Luo Nan watched helplessly as the Shadow Cockroach's main body appeared in the void. It was just like an extended wraith. It wanted to swallow the freezing device, the outer cabin, and the three people involved in the critical moment of the connection in one gulp.
A powerful light exploded in this area at this moment.
Fortunately, Luo Nan was wearing a full helmet and a metal visor. The light particles were filtered, and Luo Nan's eyes only blurred for an instant. Then the panoramic simulation's field of vision was restored to normal. There was just a bit of thermal noise brought about by the powerful light.
Most importantly, there was still a bit missing...
Shang Min's calm voice rang out, "The flash ray hit. The Shadow Cockroach construct disintegrated."
"F * ck! How the f * ck did you do that!?" Xian Zhu's Tianyuan style of foul language spread wantonly in the channel.
Luo Nan really wanted to learn from him. Who could explain why the terrifying Fantasy Breed, which could easily tear apart the void, was reduced to ashes after a wave of powerful light passed through?
This shock even gave him a new stimulation. It made his mind forcefully pull itself together. He glanced at the virtual interface of his left eye and saw the timely short information explanation:
Shadow Cockroach, an outer-realm species. When entering other planes of space and time, there is a high probability that it will tear apart the structure of space and time. It will react with the invaded environment to form a construct. Shadow Cockroach is relatively weak and fears strong light.
Luo Nan's head grew dizzy. Looking at this explanation, it seemed...
"Well done!" Shang Min turned her head in the midst of pressing matters and spoke to Luo Nan. Xian Zhu's emotional reaction just now wasn't directed at Shang Min, who was executing according to the drill manual. It was because of Luo Nan's forceful closing of the space-time rift.
Unfortunately, Luo Nan was destined to be unable to answer him.
It could be said that Luo Nan didn't think at all in that instant. It was completely out of instinct. He used the Syncopator to mobilize all the configuration modules in the surroundings that could be used. He probably made a small-scale space-time barrier?
He really didn't have any recollection of it. In that state of his, the structure of time and space that he depended on was torn apart, and his entire body was about to collapse. How could he have the time to think calmly?
Luo Nan's train of thought became more and more erratic. Otherwise, he wouldn't have wasted precious time on Xian Zhu's rather untimely reaction. Of course, the current stage of Luo Nan's focus was far too demanding. Luo Nan was able to control his upper and lower eyelids from fighting. It could already be said that his willpower was firm.
The changes in the situation did not change according to his state and will. Instead, they happened one after another, one after another …
"Axle 2, speed limit to 4."
Shang Min's concise and concise instructions were transmitted into Luo Nan's mind, which completely conformed to the norms of the drill manual. Luo Nan shuddered once more, and his muddled consciousness found a direction for the time being. At this moment, he couldn't even move a hair from head to toe. If he really tried to do it, he would probably fall back to Earth. It was only through thinking that he could roughly grasp the corresponding configuration structure and attempt to adjust the relevant equipment. However …
Luo Nan was absent-minded for a moment. It seemed like he was missing something?
Yes, there weren't enough Syncopators. He had brought a base number of 132 Syncopators, and right now, most of them had become scapegoats. They had turned into slag and scattered on the ground.
Oh, if it wasn't enough, then it wasn't enough. In any case, he could do it … The corresponding thought only lasted for an instant. He didn't think too deeply before he put it into action.
The frame of Luo Nan's body and soul interacted with the external Vertical Collar Dynamo Core. He transformed his own strength into electromagnetic waves and other material wavelengths. He controlled the remaining forty or so Syncopators and adjusted their positions within the cabin. They formed a relatively sealed forcefield structure, allowing his soul strength to shuttle within.
This was the basic train of thought and requirements of the Heavenly Yuan Empire's military drill. Luo Nan still followed the basic train of thought, but the lack of material conditions made it impossible for him to completely conform to the standards of the drill.
His operation was already pressing down on the safety line, but under these circumstances, he directly broke through the safety line.
Unsurprisingly, the Vertical Collar Dynamo Core sounded an alarm and attempted to correct it.
The problem was, even though Luo Nan was extremely weak and had reached the limits of his physiology and mind at the same time, how could a mere external Dynamo Core be able to restrain him with his extraordinary attainments in soul strength?
After entering the game scene, Luo Nan abided by the rules and obeyed the constraints. This was only out of respect for the Heavenly Yuan system, and he also hoped to obtain a more complete experience … … But right now, he was exhausted and his mind was absent-minded. How could he care so much? He naturally operated and crossed the limits of the Vertical Collar Dynamo Core. It was only equivalent to crossing a small threshold.
And then … … And then he lost control.
In his half-conscious state, all of Luo Nan's execution logic was subservient to his personal instincts. He did what was familiar and comfortable.
His soul strength spread out in the void. Luo Nan didn't even pay attention to the specific operation of his soul strength. After limiting the speed of the number two axis, he completely bid farewell to the word 'control' and this concept. He just let himself be, fusing his biological instincts into his soul strength. There was no difference.
His eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and intent all spread out along with the expansion of his soul strength. This naturally increased the range and level of Luo Nan's clairvoyance.
In a certain sense, Luo Nan grew weaker and weaker, but he also grew clearer and clearer.
Under the pure sensing of the psychic eye, the inside and outside of the relay station, the surrounding battlefield, the three tangled and conflicted sides, and even the laws and sources of their respective mobilizations of power all appeared in an unprecedented panoramic view.
What should be blurry remained blurry, but Luo Nan had never experienced the great outline and layout of the collusion, ever since he entered the game scene.
The expansion of his soul strength was extremely fast. The complex battle situation surrounding the relay station was imprinted in Luo Nan's mind in the time it took to flash a thought. His mind had a range of cognition, so it naturally needed to increase its level.
The sea of consciousness, the abyss region, the polar domain … …
So it turned out that the level division of the mental domain was the same here?
Perhaps this was the universal truth of the universe?
Luo Nan was unable to look too carefully. He just had a general understanding that the sea of consciousness and the abyss region here were much more orderly than those on Earth. There were similarities and differences in the three levels. It was like the scenery of a foreign country. It was quite interesting. But Luo Nan couldn't remember too much for a time. He didn't have the energy to distinguish them. It was more and more like a dream, drifting leisurely all the way to the polar domain … …
At the very least, Luo Nan felt that this was more or less the level.
But in his daze, the so-called polar domain was poles apart from Luo Nan's impression. The difference was so great that he was unable to ignore it in his current state. He was unable to bypass it.
It seemed that the other side wouldn't let him go either.
That was … … chaos!
Inexplicable chaos. Fundamental disorder. Indescribable distortions. They were like casual graffiti, splashed paint, and randomly cut curtains. They spread out wantonly and boundless, filling one's field of vision … … Accurately speaking, it was the entirety of all sensing dimensions. It didn't leave even the tiniest bit of space.
And the other side was still closing in endlessly. It seemed to want to completely stuff this extreme chaos into Luo Nan's eyes and all of his cognition.
Luo Nan was startled to the point of sobering up a bit.
The polar domain? This sort of thing that was like a rag?
Luo Nan found it hard to accept this sort of filthy and absurd thing. It was related to the deep and empty polar domain that he had always known. But the reality was that this chaotic and filthy element occupied the highest point of the mental plane. It was located above the abyss region and the sea of consciousness. And it was still endlessly seeping down, affecting the abyss region, affecting the sea of consciousness, affecting every region and every individual.
Including Luo Nan.
Luo Nan's body seemed to be covered in filth in just the limited amount of time that had passed with clairvoyance. It was as if his soul strength had been soaked in filthy, stinky water. It had lost its clarity and spirituality.
A feeling of vexation and nausea exploded in the depths of his heart. Luo Nan wanted to close his eyes and not look, but in the instant he 'avoided', countless eyes filled with indescribable emotions focused on him. It seemed that he was also one of them … …
It was as if he was looking at a mirror that had been severely graffitied. Or perhaps this mirror itself was pieced together from countless eyes … … Luo Nan still had to strive to find a reason for this encounter in his current state. This chaos really broke through the limits of what he could endure.
The problem was that his efforts were quickly drowned out.
The chaotic logic continued to expand endlessly. Luo Nan was nearly convinced that he was already splitting apart: Observation and feeling had been severed. Thinking and imagination ran in opposite directions. Even his instincts were at a loss within this chaos … …
A sharp alarm rang out at this time.
Luo Nan groaned miserably, but his consciousness extracted a bit from the chaos. He made a vague judgment: It wasn't from the relay station. It came from the simulator of the Innerverse.
Then, before Luo Nan could hear the specifics of the information, everything before his eyes suddenly went black. It was as if the system had crashed on a black screen.
It didn't reboot. It was good that it didn't reboot!
Luo Nan let out a breath of relief. Cold sweat had already drenched the hair on the back of his head. His heart was beating at a rate that was about to ignite a fire within his internal organs.
This was vile poison! Vile poison pollution!
Luo Nan locked onto this answer almost immediately. But just as this concept became clear in his mind, the chaotic mess and filth that could drive a person insane appeared once more on the black screen that erased all information. It was deeply engraved in his eyes and in his heart. Just its existence alone was enough to cause one's heart to palpitate with fear.
"F * ck me!"
Luo Nan's body bounced up and he waved his hand with force. He wanted to wave away these things that were even more vexing than flies in the darkness.
Luo Nan waved his arm twice and suddenly woke up. He was truly awake this time.
A thin quilt slid down from his body. The quiet and spacious room carried the soft sound of water. He was wearing an exoskeleton armor, withstanding the rain of fire from the sky, and the battlefield environment where many channels of information interweaved.
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