Those sounds blended together, forming a cloying, unsettling sensation, as though she had stepped into a swamp of blood and flesh.
Worse still, it was not an illusion!
The next second, the darkness was suddenly pierced by a beam of light as intense as the sun.
The wave of light swept over them like a tsunami in an instant.
They brought terrifying images with them:
Poor Araclaid was enveloped by a bizarre polyhedron that kept turning over. His exoskeleton, the striated muscles attached to it, his blood vessels, hemolymph, nerves—every external and internal tissue in his body—turned over along with it.
Hermione finally understood why Araclaid had been so terrified, and why, despite that terror, he still had not dared to resist.
Because this was a method beyond ordinary comprehension!
Yet Hermione had to admit that, with every turn of the polyhedron and every transmission of light, every detail of Araclaid's body was laid bare before her eyes and fed into her mind.
Almost the instant she received the light waves and the information they carried, a multispectral "anatomical diagram" of an Acromantula automatically took shape in her mind.
And this "diagram" was not merely macroscopic.
As Vaughn continuously adjusted the light source, the "resolution" conveyed by the light also grew higher and higher, allowing the "anatomical diagram" to magnify endlessly.
Before long, the bloody, indistinct scene faded away, and a dazzling world filled with red, yellow, blue, and purple slowly unfolded before her eyes.
Although she had already read a written account of this scene in Vaughn's notes, it was still nothing compared to seeing it with her own eyes.
It was a sight like the starry sky. For the first time, Hermione realized that the essence of the horrifying flesh and blood inside a living organism could be