Master of the Stars

Collision is one of the most important forms of communication with the outside world in "battlefield time and space".

In some cases, "collision" is mild and controllable. Ronan is very happy to take the initiative to introduce some "external elements" to this place.

The "Blood Circumstance Fortress" mentioned earlier is to map the rule structure over there in a deliberately guided "collision", and even once dominated the construction process of "battlefield time and space";

The "Blood Soul Temple" structure of the Blood Flame Order is a frequent visitor here. It drives the simulated "Hell Tyrant", and there will be a surprise attack from time to time;

There are also "clouds" floating in the sky at all times, which seem to be very active in the outside world, and often transmit some "feelings" from the outside world, causing many unusual effects.

Including Snake Talk, she is also an "outsider", the tool man Ronan lost here.

Well, there is another "tool man" who was captured by Ronan when he was in Hancheng, but the man broke his will after a few tossing here, and he is still recovering...it is the Deep Blue Walker he wears. The exoskeleton, being thrown here by Ronan, was already in the process of continuous disintegration and remodeling, turning it into a meaningless wreck. But there are also some information elements that are integrated into the detailed construction of "battlefield time and space".

In addition to these permanent or semi-resident foreign elements, the chaotic dreamland barrier on the edge is also a transportation channel for "spitting out the old and receiving the new".

Snake language has been more impressive recently, except for the legendary "Hell Lord" and "Black Christ" Apollon, which is a "dream map" from the Order of Justice—due to its unique structure, it can be worn. Through the chaotic barriers on the edge, some of it penetrated.

At that moment, Snake Whisper almost thought that "battlefield time and space" bordered on earth's local time and space.

Although very quickly, the structure projection of the "dream map" was corroded and destroyed by the harsh environment here, but as a special sample of the earth's space-time environment, it dissipated here, which is tantamount to giving a set of precious things. The environmental data and information of the “battlefield space-time” has been significantly improved, and it can be regarded as a nutrient-like existence.

In general, this element that Ronan actively accesses has a very obvious positive effect on the construction of "battlefield time and space", and every intervention has a clear purpose.

However, with such a magnificent and magical project as "Hand Rubbing Time and Space", how can it be possible that every link is under control?

In fact, the uncontrollable element is the protagonist of the "collision".

Strictly speaking, the dust storms of the fog maze always collide with "battlefield time and space". This is also the most common and largest form of collision. Those regular fragments that have almost been worn out are also doing "work" to "wear" all other meaningful structures in the fog maze.

Snake language is too complicated to understand, but from her earlier experience with Gong Qi entering this Jedi, without a complete set of "self logic", "extraordinary realm", any form of existence, cannot be supported. No rule fulcrum can be found here, and it can only quickly die out under the dual effects of impact wear and structural collapse.

Enlarged to "battlefield time and space", with its large, well-equipped and extraordinarily detailed form of existence, the internal and external pressure it bears... the truth is similar, but the level that snake language experienced at the beginning is almost incomparable.

Moreover, it is very important that Ronan's magnificent architecture cannot be satisfied at this stage only to counteract "wear and tear" and achieve a certain balance-this "hand rubbing time and space" obviously has a need for rapid growth.

Whether it is the existence of the space-time architecture itself, the space requirements, as well as the fineness and realism, every small step forward requires an astronomical material basis to supplement it.

Therefore, Snake Whisper can feel that Ronan's "battlefield time and space" has a set of extremely efficient models to swallow and use the "sand dust" that roars like a snowball.

It is like the accretion process of celestial bodies in the universe.

It's just that the accretion of celestial bodies takes shape, which has the natural rules of the universe. And in this shattered place where almost all the rules have been lost, Ronan must come up with a self-contained, self-contained "high imitation rule system" that grows out of nothing, constantly revises, and inevitably corresponds to the real rules of the universe.

According to Ronan (or he relayed a mature theory):

Self-provided and self-consistent design elements are "configuration";

The corresponding macroscopic system direction is "super configuration".

The two are fully integrated, and there can be no serious deviations.

This is about the rules of existence and growth requirements of "battlefield time and space".

So far, in terms of the results, Ronan has basically done it-if there are only those "sand dust" that are almost worn out in the fog maze.

Said only if.

It was also a long time in the "battlefield time and space" before Snake realized that there were still some "big guys" in the endless "sandstorm" of the original fog maze.

Barely can be regarded as "big" in the physical sense.

It's like the "walking stone" in "Flying Sand Walking Stone"... But in the fog maze, there is no such thing as "walking", it is still smashed over.

To use an analogy: "Dust" hitting the face is just painful, but if the "big rock" hits it, it will be fatal.

Most of the time, it is about the degree of a "meteorite" falling, and the sensory impression is similar. Snake Whisper has seen more than once, in the sky of "Battlefield Time and Space", there are burning meteorites, trailing streamers, and crashing down...

Then comes the disaster that tears the sky and blows through the earth!

There is no exaggeration in this type of vocabulary.

In the early stage of the construction of "battlefield time and space", the consequences were so serious.

There are also three or two cases that directly lead to a complete crash.

It was as if it was a gorgeous and lifelike stage scene, when an unreasonable audience rushed to the stage forcibly, harassing it, and setting fire to it by the way.

What was solid and true, everything collapsed under that rude means.

Thus, Snake Word knew what a terrifying existence it would be to be able to maintain a certain scale of "big man" in the fog maze of billions of trillions of sand and dust.

It should be said that as the existence of "battlefield time and space" becomes stronger, the endurance is actually continuously increasing. The early "meteorites" that were penetrated by a single blow have almost never happened again, and the "atmosphere" of "battlefield time and space" burns out more and more.

What's strange is that the frequency of head-on collisions between this place and the "big guys" is also obviously increasing.

Moreover, the form of "collision" has also begun to be renovated.

Snake Whisper has encountered it once-in fact, it was just a few days ago. When the "meteorites" in the sky burned out, the "battlefield time and space" suddenly rained stinky black rain, and the corrosive droplets instantly changed the entire plane beyond recognition.

And in such a harsh environment, a large number of huge plants that have never existed before have grown wildly from the ground. With just a few breaths, all areas that can be seen are covered, and the air is filled with highly poisonous hyphae that travel out of thin air. cover.

Then, there will be countless monsters and aliens, jumping out of these fast-maturing giant plants, sweeping the visible-including everything that is movable and immovable. Make sure that all the existence here is covered by that dirty form. Erosion, branding.

"Battlefield Time and Space" almost fell.

Snake Whisper was almost dismembered by the enchanting aliens that were swept up later, but at the moment when her body disintegrated, she saw the "clouds" floating all the time in the plane, spreading and spreading, covering the sky, emitting endless waves. Electric fire; and the "fireball cannonballs" that are suspected of being twisted and shrunk by the rotten-mouthed apes in the cloud world, dense as rain, bombarding them like crazy.

Then, the vision of snake language and the conventional form of "battlefield time and space" were twisted and torn, and spliced ​​with horror and disorder.

And then……

When the snake language regained consciousness, the "battlefield time and space" had basically restored its original appearance. However, the kind of terrifying plants that can grow quickly in all harsh environments and produce "alien" plants still leave traces here-now in the burning fire field, they have their particularly active "hyphae" structure. And the existence of alien evildoers created.

The only difference is that the "clouds" in the sky seem to have the power to live and kill them, and an electric light may come down at any time, squash and round them, forcibly changing into other weird life forms.

When Ronan was also sorting out this matter, he had a few words to express. About what "regularity is enhanced and similar, leading to a rapid approach to the "radiation zone"", and what "remains of the strong domain" and so on...

In any case, it was an unforgettable experience in snake language.

That is to say, after that thrilling experience, this "plane" that grew out of nothing, its handling mode of "collision" is obviously changing.

And snake language, the "tool man" that seems to be placed randomly, also has a more specific task.

"Preparation for collision."

Ronan's clear order has become a vague and broken mechanical sound in the ruins of the base behind him. This conversion is a bit redundant, but from the intuitive experience, it adds a very smooth "sense of ritual."

Snake Whisper sat up, compared to the direction specified by the instruction, and cast his gaze toward the blurred chaotic boundary at the far end.

On the battlefield, in the fire and smoke, just after a round of "inspection", at least half of the monsters, aliens, and fighters that were still fighting fiercely were gray or mutilated. I don't know when they started and stopped as if they were engraved in their genes. Fate showdown, pointing their eyes, perception, and sensing devices in the same direction.

There, in the gray and turbid fog, the majestic shadows are like icebergs passing by on the foggy sea in the middle of the night...

In fact, the collision has already taken place. The "battlefield time and space" has formed a slight earthquake, and some areas have been torn and deformed. The most conspicuous place is the sky in the impact area. There are clear dark bands, but they quickly reappeared. Back to normal.

The detailed follow-up shock is passed over.

Snake Whisper felt that it was more like a giant rodent, grinding its fast-growing fangs through the foreign body in front of it.

"Collision in progress!"

The mechanical sound from the base became clearer. At the same time, there was a clearer sound of gold and stone crashing in the back of his head.

Snake Whisper looked back and found another round of fighter aircraft assembled in the ruins of the base at some point. They are scattered everywhere, in different shapes, including assault tanks, beast-shaped armors, and engineering vehicles, but they all seem to have just been struggling and unearthed from the ruins of the wall, and some even have fatal damage. , Exposing the fuzzy outline of the occupants inside.

But the pure and transparent flame light connects them together to form a tight and solid field, even penetrates into the temporary body of snake language, and restores it to a clear message:

"The battle group is assembled, please give instructions."

Snake Whisper is not the commander, but there is a will that is carrying out ritual transmission through her:

"Preparation for landing... the battle begins."