Frost Wings

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With the impact of chaotic energy, most of Baihe's consciousness was impacted into a mess, and there were fewer and fewer areas that could maintain stability.

However, in the end, the white dragon remained awake, and the area eroded by the red chaotic power gradually decreased. After releasing a lot of power, the red cocoon turned into a dim red light spot, which became more and more as the influence range of the red line decreased. Malaise.

Baihe's thoughts remain highly mechanized, without any emotional fluctuations at all. This is the best mode to fight against the chaotic will.

Soon the red cocoon fell into a slump, and that little red light was looming, and Bai He did not let his guard down. Just a moment later, another explosion more violent than before ripped apart the thinking space, and all the existences in the consciousness space were destroyed. It exploded into scattered pieces.

The strong force impact tore Bai He's thinking to pieces, leaving only a little bit of core consciousness left.

This made Bai He stunned secretly. The destructive power of this red cocoon is comparable to that of a spiritual nuclear weapon. If it is discovered for a while at night, I don't know what will happen.

He reached out his spiritual tentacles. At this time, his outer thinking and most of his inner thinking were blown to pieces, and the consciousness of more than fifty three-body experts was scattered in a chaotic porridge of consciousness.

This situation is a bit bad, the mind complex was actually blown up.

In this way, it is not only necessary to put together their own peripheral consciousness, but also to put together the consciousnesses of these fifty Trisolarans one by one. Even so, it cannot keep them intact.

Speaking of which, Baihe sold them. The mind complex is essentially a loss and a prosperity. The spiritual core of the Trisolaran is not necessarily weaker than that of Baihe, but this is the home court of Bailong after all, and the environmental advantages allow Baihe to fight here. The fighting ability is greatly enhanced - the dragon brain will continuously replenish the power of Baihe, which makes him resist when the red cocoon explodes.

Bai He slowly restrained his peripheral consciousness. The self-destruction of the red cocoon did not seem to be a simple vent of anger. Now, Bai He found that although the red chaotic source material became more finely divided, it was more scattered.

Even if he avoided it with great care, there were still some red dots stained with his reattached soul.

The remaining red spots of light were sticking around the line of thought, and Bai He sighed, realizing that he still couldn't completely remove them.

Bai He turned his attention to the Trisolaran.

How to get them out?

Bai He had a headache. These guys were broken into this shape, and it was impossible to put them together.

He suddenly moved in his heart, this is a good opportunity.

Bai He has always harbored deep doubts about the loyalty of this three-body group. Even if the contract was signed, Bai He was not sure whether the group would suddenly turn against the tide, or even risk his life to turn against the tide. After all, these fifty individuals Behind it is a huge cosmic civilization, and it is unlikely that Baihe's personal interests will always be consistent.

In addition, the temptation of the dice of fate is too great, and Baihe believes very much that the coveted heart of these three-body people has never been interrupted.

As more and more places rely on them, Bai He is more and more afraid of this happening. Although he has been relying on the skills of the Trisolarans, Bai He has been guarding against them.

As early as when the contract was signed, Bai He had the idea of ​​'getting a loophole to get through the back door', but considering the difference in IQ between the two parties, Bai He gave up this unreliable idea.

Isn't this a good opportunity to solve the problem completely?

Bai He is very decisive. He does what he wants. He takes back the soul of the Trisolaran from the spiritual space bit by bit. If it is a simple coma or shock, this disturbance is enough to wake up the Trisolaran and initiate the contract. Counterattack, but at this time their souls are in a state of fragmentation, and even consciousness cannot be guaranteed. This made Bai He act boldly.

He carefully glued the Trisolarans together one by one, while not forgetting to do their hands and feet, so these advanced intelligent creatures from the Trisolaran world forgot their origins, and the importance of Baihe was infinitely heightened—in this information White River became their savior, dragging them out of their dead home world and becoming the only object of their allegiance.

All kinds of information were written by Baihe into a backdoor and inserted into the core of Trisolaran. In order to avoid logical loopholes, Baihe did not dare to implant too much, but when it was his turn to delete something, Baihe showed no mercy. He was rude. The ethnic identity and ethnic interests in these consciousnesses are all deleted, and even the previous memory bank is all formatted and fuzzified.

From now on, these guys will completely forget the sense of mission and value recognition brought by their origin, and instead become staunch supporters of Baihe.

While He holds the back door in his hand, he detains part of the Trisolaran's soul, which is equivalent to a double insurance. Even so, Bai He was still uneasy. He scattered part of his soul and directly merged with the spiritual core of these three-body people. In this way, comprehensive 'control' was completely established. The conscious body becomes a puppet. The original backdoor will also better penetrate into the core in this state, and gradually become something that is firmly believed in the soul.

"I'm really sorry, but if you find a chance, you will do the same. Who doesn't want the control of the dice of fate? Don't deceive yourself if you are only a high-IQ person, solve the problem now, and let's all focus on one thing in the future. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"

Baihe Heart Road.

He finished the work swiftly, and the three-body man woke up in a daze. They stared at each other for a while, the strange and familiar feeling made them speechless for a while, and it took a long time for them to gradually wake up: "Host, we What's wrong?"

"The source of chaos is too strong, causing irreparable damage to you." Bai He said calmly, "Your souls should all be damaged."

"Thanks to the host." R1 recalled the explosion in his memory, and his spirit trembled: "We are still alive, and you saved us again."

Bai He coughed dryly: "The question now is, how do we deal with these chaotic sources?"

He raised his head and looked at the remaining red light spots in the mental space: thin, scattered, but more widely distributed.

"Please allow us to count, host." R1 said.

Bai He nodded.

Not long after, a virtual report entered Bai He's mind. He read the report and relaxed.

"Host, this is good news. Through statistics, it can be found that the number of Chaos Origins is not infinite." R1 said with some joy: "Their total amount has been reduced by at least % compared to when the host just left that world. Forty, the activity is also greatly reduced, and it seems that the consumption of a red cocoon is very huge."

"So, isn't it endless?" Baihe asked.

"If the host does not continue to provide him with chaotic and crazy nourishment, it is indeed true."

"It seems... a little difficult."

"There is another plan, which the host planned at the beginning." R1 said: "Using spells and thinking to form a high-order organization to control these chaotic sources and interrupt their 'breeding' process, according to what we got in the confrontation. Observational data, this will make their activity continue to decrease in the process of this confrontation until it dissipates, but..."

"But what?"

"However, he has already caused a considerable impact on the host, and this part of the impact may be irreversible, and the chaotic mark will still remain in the host's consciousness." R1 said: "There are already about ten percent of them. During this period of time, the Origin of Chaos lost its independence and completely merged with the host, and we don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing for the host."

"So the power boost it brings hasn't disappeared?" Bai He thought about it, but was not disappointed: "It's not a bad thing, forget it, the dragon can't be too greedy."

As the mind network formed by the magical power completely suppressed the source of chaos, Baihe found that his mind was clearer, not only because the catalytic effect of chaos had stopped, but more importantly, he had recovered most of his soul.

The power of thinking has become sharper and sharper—except for wizards, it is difficult for ordinary creatures to experience this feeling.

He was quite satisfied with the results of this self-check operation, but after a while he discovered something was wrong.

This matter has been resolved, why can't I wake up when I want to wake up?

These 'reborn' Trisolaran experts also looked at each other, and they also found themselves trapped in this space, completely unable to move.

Bai He opened his mind and began to examine his body. After a long time, he sighed: "I think we need to wait for a while~www.wuxiahere.com~Have you found the problem?" R1 asked.

"That's the problem." Bai He waved his claws, and the image of his body appeared in the space - he was falling asleep, as if he couldn't wake up no matter what: "Just now, when the red cocoon exploded, it caused dragon brain damage. After the collision, the nervous system enters this semi-drowsy state, and I may have to advance directly."

"Host." R1 was a little worried: "This is not good news, we don't know where this is."

Bai He probed with his thoughts and shook his head: "It may be worse than you think, according to the thinking, this is a world without magic, and there is no world consciousness at all, so you can't leave my body in the form of ideology, and then After a while, when the magic that supports our activities here is exhausted, we will all go to sleep."

"Then let's go to the sub-brain first." R1 said, this is probably the only place in White Dragon's body that can support them to sleep.

Watching the Trisolaran leave, the spiritual space supported by magic power gradually shriveled, and Bai He's desire to think began to decrease.

He also began to worry, dragons need magic power to evolve. This is a magic-free world, and the magic power stored in the body is not enough to support the completion of evolution. Could it wake up in the middle of evolution?

The magic power that supported this space was about to dissipate, and at this moment, Bai He suddenly felt a strange feeling.

It seems that there is a strange energy shining on his body through radiation.

What the hell?

Bai He sensed this strange energy and woke up the Trisolaran in his body: "Quick! Come and analyze, what kind of energy is this?"