The so-called "casual and eye-catching"... The current atmosphere can't be easily relaxed by just changing the meeting location to the swimming pool deck.
As for "eye candy", the sound of gunshots and explosions in the high-end suite area had already frightened the "gentlemen" and various people nearby. Coupled with the suddenly falling clouds, it was definitely not suitable for outdoor activities.
At this time, when I looked up, the poolside and the pool were all empty, and the usual scenery was nowhere to be seen.
Among the people who came one after another, Constance and Wan Liuhua were outstanding beauties, but no one dared to persuade them to change into swimsuits, right?
So the reality is that everyone is sitting or standing on the swimming pool deck, and what they see is faces that are so familiar that there is no surprise. Only the distance to the thick clouds in the sky is closer, and there is a slightly fishy smell in the mouth and nose when breathing.
Moisture, in a trance, you can even feel the free electrons enriched in it, flowing in a magnetic field that is as weak as an illusion.
Frankly speaking, no one likes this kind of environment, and interest is another matter.
Driven by interest, Constance and Star Witch rushed over.
Maybe the dead witch was there, but he didn't come out to say hello.
Previously, they used their soul power to trace traces of Ronan's time and space domain. Obviously, this tracking was not very successful. Now they just want to take this opportunity to meet and confirm again.
The problem is that Ronan did not show up immediately, making this social event that was already somewhat unworthy of its name even more lacking in theme.
Fortunately, a group of extraordinary beings were able to quickly find a replacement, which is currently the only injured person on the deck, Takal.
Judging from his appearance, this big black man is probably the most miserable one at the moment. Both arms are broken, his left leg is cracked, several ribs are broken, and there are multiple contusions on his shoulders and neck, not to mention invisible internal injuries.
At the moment, he didn't seem to be very conscious. He was leaning on the leg of a table under an umbrella by the swimming pool, with his head lowered, accepting Wanliuhua's correction of his bones.
The treatment is also very high.
The problem is that he has never shown a state of recovery, his eyes are straight, and he is staring at the water of the swimming pool in a daze. It seems that he is not aware that he has become the focus of several extraordinary species.
Every flash of electric fire on his body is particularly noticeable.
Especially Constance.
The sight of this top enchantment master peeked out from the shadow of the hood, accurately capturing the details of the interplay of material and spirit inside and outside Takar's body during the birth and death of lightning, as well as the more sophisticated structure built on the details.
The so-called "architecture" is actually not intuitive enough, and many of them are half guesses and half deductions. However, strong people like Constance can still integrate and restore fragments of information into relatively intuitive "predictive results", and
This result is put into a relatively specific situation for further derivation.
Later, Constance no longer looked at Takal. In her mind, there was a place with a radius, electromagnetic transformation, and the conflict between reality and reality. Whether it was on the material level or in the spiritual ocean, it was a system of its own. It was well organized.
, strict laws,
And if this piece of law is replaced into the abyss area, and then deduced, there will be a spear of thunder, gathered and forged from the depths of the abyss area, formed in an instant... and flew down.
Thunderbolts are flying, it’s hard to distinguish between reality and reality!
This is no longer a feeling on the physical side, but an offensive technique on the mental side.
Especially, very familiar.
It's so similar to the method used by the mysterious strong man who resisted her and Ma Lun's team-up to destroy Gong Qi's physical body on Tancheng Island!
"There is only one truth." Words that couldn't tell whether they were mocking or joking came from the hood.
"Does it look like it?" The blood demon suddenly appeared from the side, "Did you also notice the card that was played just now? Old Man Miqi's painting materials and Ronan's handwriting, combined, must be similar!"
Under the hood, Constance frowned. Apparently the blood demon didn't want her to study too thoroughly, so he intervened and forcibly changed the topic.
If the blood demon is really shameless, there are really not many people in the world who can do anything to defeat him: "I was just thinking that if I don't have a new card this year, I will have two sets when it comes out! One is a limited edition, and the other is a replica.
For the commemorative edition, the former requires the most recent ranking, while the latter requires no changes to the existing ranking as a commemoration of the previous era..."
Few people present were interested in the idea advocated by the blood demon. However, Wang Yong, who was a party involved and worried about the results and the process, recalled the details and asked from a distance:
"That thing can emit power similar to the original body? Mobilize, map or imitate?"
The blood demon said "uh" and didn't react for a moment, but there was no need to respond later. After only half a second, the people at the poolside bar almost all reacted in sequence.
At the level of spiritual and material interference that they could reach, there were obvious distortion ripples, which emerged from scratch and rolled out an extra realm from the originally relatively smooth void structure.
It's like a flower that blooms in an instant and then withers quickly, but the temporary space to expand and bloom is enough to spit out a bunch of people and let them return to this normal world.
No one died?
The distance is a bit far...it doesn't matter.
Except for old Els, who had his head blown off, no one of the extraordinary beings present was particularly interested in these unlucky experimental subjects. Even if they had some additional purposes, it would be difficult to look at the Buddha's face without looking at the monk's face.
It offended the young and energetic Mr. Luo.
More importantly, those people were sent hundreds of meters away, and the core energy machine belonging to Ronan appeared in the clouds above the poolside bar...
Everyone turned their attention in unison and saw a cloud rich in water vapor, which seemed to be pulled down by the strong sea breeze, and then rolled up and transformed into a shape, just like a Chinese artist splashing ink to paint. At first sight, it felt its shape, but also felt its spirit.
It's Ronan.
However, this method of shaping also shows some flying spirit that is freed from the constraints of concreteness. It seems to be distant and looming, which is quite different from the earlier times.
"Brother!" The blood demon greeted loudly.
Ronan did not respond. In fact, he ignored the seven extraordinary species here for the time being, and instead directly gave orders to someone on the side:
"Dr. Bai, you can finish the work with the blood donors. I asked Sister Yingying to go there and help."
Bai Xinyan followed Bai Xinyan to the swimming pool deck. She didn't ask for details, and she didn't need to ask. She just needed to be aware of it:
If she doesn't do it well, she will suffer the consequences!
Bai Xinyan bowed slightly and immediately left the deck.
At this time, Ronan apologized to these extraordinary beings: "I'm sorry, the previous water vapor avatar was broken up. It's difficult to reassemble it and it will take some time. It's not convenient to communicate now. You guys first
chat……"
That's fine with everyone else. No matter what reason Ronan came up with, Quan should just treat it as true. Only Black Lion was the first to choose a seat and sit down with his arms stretched out. At this time, he interrupted with a laugh:
"Stoneheads don't care about this... You don't have to go out of your way to let them go down the steps. They've already broken their legs. Who are you pretending to show?"
Wang Yong, who was accustomed to standing in the corner, tilted his head towards the black lion, unable to see clearly what he was looking at behind his sunglasses.
Turge didn't seem to hear anything at all, standing not far from Takar, observing quietly, not getting bored no matter what.
Ronan did not react to what the Black Lion said. Regardless of whether the person was embarrassed or not, the incompletely formed fake body floated directly to the center of the swimming pool and distanced itself from everyone on the side of the pool.
At the moment he was hovering, the water below surged, multiple slender limbs stirred the water, and a bull's head rose and fell in the water, screaming: