For several seconds, Ronan stared at his reflection. Outside the mirror, his body temperature remained high. His body had reached its limit, its boundary, and something inside him was still crying out. Before, it had been, "I'm about to snap. Ease up." Now it was, "I'm about to snap. Switch me out"...
Yes. Switch.
Ronan let out a breath and grinned. The Ronan in the mirror stayed solemn, but reached a hand toward him.
The boundary between him and his reflection fell apart with startling ease.
The workings of an Illusory Nightmare System deity inevitably had to pass through the Original Body. Perhaps a Nation-Founding God or an Overlimit Master could bear it without trouble. Ronan, though, had not even cleared the hurdle of Lawcraft. He truly could not bear it.
Before, there had been no way around it. Now, hadn't he found a path?
Nightmare Transformation—the blurring of True Illusion and Virtual Reality—was the path Ronan had found for himself.
Experimenting on Yan Yongbo was one approach, and hardly unusual. Experimenting on himself was a habit he had always had. It might even have been a Luo Family tradition for three generations. That was all there was to it.
Ronan did not hesitate for long. He had done the hesitating and thinking over the past few days—indeed, before and after deciding to set foot on the path of a deity. This round's rich feedback only pushed him further. A more practical, more efficient approach now lay before his eyes.
Nightmare Transformation itself required this back-and-forth conversion. Not once or twice, but countless times.
Each time tested the boundary and his grasp of how information could flow between reality and illusion and be put to use.
As for the final result... At his current level, Ronan could see only what