As Ronan thought this, layered shadows and blood-red light seemed to gather at the edge of this "Fuzzy Starry Sky," clawing at the barely perceptible Boundary barrier and casting their "gazes" through it, even attempting to extend their "hand claws" inside.
Some were monsters spawned from genuine "Evil Poison," while others were fiends whose Truth and Falsehood and Virtual Reality had yet to be distinguished—reflections of certain thoughts within Ronan's heart.
These really could break through the Boundary between Virtual Reality and reality and charge in to kill.
The saying, "Divine Sin disturbs from without, while fallacies breed within," had never been mere words. The two were not truly separate as inside and outside; they could rapidly transform into one another and attack from both directions.
Ronan had grown accustomed to it.
He lowered his head slightly and silently recited the character "I" from the Overrun Divine Script, preparing to dispel these temporary inner demons, when he paused in slight surprise.
The next instant, a streak of light swept through this "Fuzzy Starry Sky." It vaguely overlapped with the complex Light Tracks within, yet was also different. Part of it passed directly through the region, sharp and brilliant. With a single sweep, the blood-red shadows outside dissolved and evaporated like snow beneath boiling broth.
Even the remnants scattered deeper into the Karmic Poison Sea, casting even more venomous glares in their resentment.
Watching that sharp radiance resolve into Raven's figure, Ronan clicked his tongue. "Why did you come down too?"
Raven replied, "Sis told you to go unpack them."
"What?"
"Grandpa's old notes were all sealed up. If you want to pick through them, you'll need to open the packages."
"There's no need for that. I have electronic archives and catalog numbers here, including the branch office's. Just find a