Chapter 410 (1/2)

It's been three days without sleep.

Except for Li Xinhai, everyone else has been working at the experimental platform for three days.

The killer has been staying in the courtyard on the ground, and he doesn't come to the laboratory to help. He doesn't know what he is thinking. Although some people feel strange, no one asks him. It's good for someone to look at the gate on the ground. Just like last time, when someone comes, he can at least stop him from being directly disturbed. We are a team now, what we need is trust.

In the air above the left side of the test-bed, tiratimus projected by Xiaomi is more like a God now. He has no entity, just a wireframe image, but his face is solemn and sacred. He carefully looks at strog's consciousness projection, which is much smaller than him. The staff of tiratimus's left hand had become a tweezer. He carefully clamped a worm amulet and removed it from strog's consciousness. The insect is a little unwilling, suddenly gives out a flash, desperately wants to return to the original position, tiratimus's tweezers slightly turned a circle, so that the insect did not catch anything.

Although he was careful and slow, strog let out a howl of pain.

The insect symbol flashed again. It seemed that it was unwilling to be clamped, but it began to bite the tweezers. However, the tweezers were not infected by it at all. The insect was like a bite of steel, twisting its wings to protest. Tiratimus's face lightened a little. With a little tug, the insect was removed from the lattice structure.

Strog's howling is a wolf howling, melodious with wild nature, not like pain, but like singing to the full moon. Several strong men are laughing, but only Tong Liya is worried and pinches his huge hand from time to time. The sound of pain may not always make others feel pain, sometimes it is released in another way. But in any case, it's a pain, not a little.

Consciousness can be decomposed in display, but they are integrated in strog's body. Every time tirathamis takes off a worm symbol, it will cause a damage to strog's consciousness, and strog will feel a deep pain in consciousness.

From this aspect, we can see how strong the sun was on that day. In principle, the combination of these insect runes with strog will also change strog's consciousness and cause a considerable amount of pain. However, the hot sun only makes him crazy, and does not make him feel the pain like acupuncture. Now, strog can't be unconscious even with tiratimus.

Of course, there is another way to make strog insensitive, that is to formulate these insect symbols and temporarily suspend its self operation, so strog will not be too painful, but it will be more risky. If the length of these formulas is too long, it is very likely that they will be mixed with strog's consciousness like silk thread, and it will be difficult to separate with other parts, which will further disturb strog's own consciousness, so tiratimus did not try.

Looking at tiratimus taking off the insect amulet, strog relieved his nervous body and gasped for breath to tongliya: ”don't worry, your highness. Before he was exiled, Hongwen gave me a harder hand than this. He hoped to make me turn my sex completely, and finally I was ok? So don't worry, for the sake of your son, it's nothing Magic sword, this should be the 321st one, right

”325.” The magic knife's hand was clenched into a fist and pressed against strog's arm.

”Oh, I think I've got a good count.”

Tiratimus caught the insect with his left hand, and put a dozen spikes between his right fingers into the insect's body. Then he saw that the insect stopped struggling and gradually decomposed into a series of long symbols from beginning to end.

If you look at those symbols carefully, there are some PI symbols embedded in many equations, and the position fixed by the spikes is the decimal point of PI.

Magic knife can't help crying: ”the core of the self operation of insect rune is it?”

Tiratimus looked at the magic knife and said, ”yes.”

After the flying insect was transformed into a formula structure, the needle was put back into the wireframe hand. After his fingertips flipped quickly, a grid plane replaced the position of the needle, and fixed the formula in a specific plane. Tirathamis wrote a string of characters in the air, and then pasted it at the beginning of the formula line, so that the flying insect's magic formula had its own number. Then, with a flick of his finger, tiratimus' formula was thrown into a tangled ball of thread floating in the air on the far left. The numbered formula is integrated into the coil according to its own order. The shape of the coil has slightly changed, and it seems that the length has increased a little.