Chapter 579: Afternoon Tea (Part II)

The slogan of the Black Lion is just a slogan after all.

The so-called "casual and eye-catching" ...... The current atmosphere is not just a matter of changing the meeting location to the pool deck and relaxing it.

As for the "eye-catching", the sound of gunfire and explosions in the high-end suite area has already frightened the nearby "upper class" and all kinds of people, coupled with the sudden falling clouds, it is not suitable for outdoor activities.

Among the people who came over one after another, Constance and Wanliuhua were excellent beauties, but no one dared to convince them to change into swimsuits, right?

So the reality is that everyone is on the pool deck, sitting or standing, and they still see familiar faces that are not surprised. Only the distance from the thick clouds of the sky is closer, and the mouth and nose are filled with a slightly fishy moisture between breaths, and in a trance, you can even feel the free electrons enriched in it, flowing in a faint magnetic field like an illusion.

Frankly, no one likes this kind of environment, interest is another matter.

Driven by interest, Constance and Star Witch rushed over.

Maybe the Dead Witch was there, but he didn't come forward to say hello.

Previously, they used their soul power to trace the traces of Ronan's space-time realm, and it was obvious that this tracking was not very successful, and now they just wanted to take this opportunity to meet and confirm again.

The problem is that Ronan didn't show up immediately, making this already somewhat unworthy social event more and more lacking in theme.

Thankfully, a bunch of superhuman species were able to quickly find a replacement, which was the only wounded on the deck at the moment, Takar.

Judging from the appearance of this big black man, he should be the most miserable one at the moment. Both arms were fractured, the left leg was cracked, several ribs were broken, and multiple contusions on the shoulder and neck, not to mention the invisible internal injuries.

At the moment, he didn't seem to be very conscious, leaning against the table leg under a parasol by the pool, hanging his head, and accepting Wanliuhua to give him a straight bone.

This treatment is also high-matched.

The problem is that he has never shown a state of rejuvenation, his eyes are straight, and he is staring at the surface of the pool in a daze. Unbeknownst to him, he had become the center of attention in the eyes of several transcendents.

Every cluster of electric fire that flashed through his body was particularly eye-catching.

Especially Constance.

The gaze of this top enchantment master, peeking through the shadows of the hood, accurately captures the details of the interaction between the life and death of the electric light, the inside and outside of the body, the material and spirit, and the more sophisticated structure built on the details.

The so-called "architecture" is actually not intuitive enough, and many of them are half-guessing and half-deduction, but a strong person like Constance can still integrate and restore the information of the fragment into a relatively intuitive "predictive result", and put this result into a relatively specific situation for further derivation.

Later, Constance no longer looked at Takar, and in her mind, there was a square and a circle, electromagnetic transformation, and the collision of virtual and real. Whether it is on the material level or in the spiritual ocean, it is self-contained. Qi Su is well prepared, and the law is strict,

And if this piece of law is replaced into the abyss area, and then deduced, there will be a spear of heavenly thunder, which is aggregated and forged from the depths of the abyss area, and takes shape in an instant...... Fly down.

Thunderbolts fly, virtual and real are indistinguishable!

This is no longer a feeling on the physical side, but an attack technique on the spiritual side.

In particular, it is very familiar.

How similar is it to the mysterious powerhouse who resisted her and Mullen teaming up to destroy Gong Qi's body on Dancheng Island!

"There is only one truth." Words that could not be said to be mockery or jokes flowed out of the hood.

"Like?" The Blood Demon came out of the side coldly, "Did you notice that card you just played?" The painting materials of the old man and Ronan's handwriting, when combined, must be like ah! ”

Under the hood, Constance frowned, obviously the blood demon didn't want her to study too thoroughly, so he stepped in and forcibly reversed the topic.

If the blood demon is really shameless, there are really few people in the world who can help him: "I was thinking, this year's new cards will not be released, and there will be two sets as soon as they come out!" One is a limited edition and the other is a replica commemorative edition, the former is based on the most recent ranking, and the latter is unchanged from the existing ranking, as a commemorative ...... of the previous era"

Few of the people present were interested in the ideas advocated by the blood demons. However, as a party and Wang Yong, who was obsessed with the results and process, recalled the details and asked from afar:

"That thing can emit ontology-like power? Mobilization, mapping or imitation? ”

The blood demon said "uh", and didn't react for a while, but there was no need to respond later. Only half a second later, these people in the poolside bar almost gave birth to inductions in almost no particular order.

At the level of spiritual and material interference that they could reach, there were obvious distorted ripples, from nothing to something, from the originally relatively smooth void structure, to roll out an additional realm.

It's like a flower that blooms in an instant, and then withers quickly, but the space that temporarily stretches and blooms is enough to spit out a dry group of people and so on, and let them return to this normal world.

No dead people?

It's a bit far away...... It doesn't matter.

Except for the old Els, who had already blown his head out, none of the transcendents present were particularly interested in these unlucky experiments. Even if there is some extra purpose, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, it is not good to immediately save the face of the young and vigorous Mr. Luo.

What's more, those people were sent hundreds of meters away, and the core qi engine belonging to Ronan appeared at the poolside bar...... in the clouds above.

Everyone shifted their gaze together, and saw a cloud rich in water vapor, as if it was pulled down by the strong sea breeze, and then blew and rolled into shape, just like the national hand splashing ink to paint, at first glance its shape, and felt its spirit.

Ronan is right.

However, this method of shaping also presents some flying air that has been freed from the shackles of figuration, and if it is about to leave, it is looming, which is quite different from the earlier times.

"Dude!" The blood demon shouted hello.

Ronan didn't respond, in fact, he didn't pay attention to the seven transcendents here for the time being, but directly gave orders to someone on one side:

"Dr. Bai, a few blood donors, you go and finish it. I asked Sister Yingying to go over there, and I can also help out. ”

Bai Xinyan, who arrived at the pool deck, didn't ask for details, and didn't need to ask, just have a realization:

If you can't do it well, you will have her hard time!

Bai Xinyan bowed slightly, and then left the deck.

At this time, Ronan apologized to these transcendent species: "I'm sorry, the water vapor prosthetic body was broken up before, and it is difficult to reintegrate and form, and it will take some time." It's not convenient to communicate now, so let's talk first......"

The others don't care, no matter what reason Ronan comes up with, it's good if it's true. Only the black lion was the first to pick a seat, sat down on all fours, and then interjected haha:

"Stonehead doesn't care about that...... You don't have to deliberately give them the steps to go down, they all broke their legs, who are you pretending to show them? ”

Wang Yong, who habitually stood in the corner, tilted his head to the black lion's side, and couldn't see the eyes behind the sunglasses clearly.

Tug didn't seem to hear it at all, just stood not far from Takar's side, quietly observing, and didn't look tired of it.

Ronan didn't react to what the black lion said, and whether embarrassed or not, the incompletely formed dummy floated straight above the center of the pool, distancing itself from everyone else on the pool.

At the moment when he was hovering, the water was tumbling below, multiple slender knobs stirring the water, and a bull's head was rising and falling in the waves, mooing and screaming:

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!