That rascal!
Hood's right eyelid twitched violently, and for a moment he seemed to have returned to the most unforgettable mission execution scene two days ago.
Although it was mainly a remote scene at that time, separated by half the Pacific Ocean, the consequence of him being close to Cadman at that time was that the burning smell that seemed to be a mixture of flesh and lava was still lingering in front of his nose.
He has allergies.
What the hell, are you really not hiding it at all?
Ronan, who was not far away, was still stroking his chin to evaluate: "The unexpected synchronization seems not to be a later influence, but the effect is very good..."
Hood hoped to understand, but he didn't dare to understand. In fact, he really didn't understand. He just felt that this scene once again exceeded his expectations.
Probably because of Meng Chong's super cool entrance ceremony, there was some commotion on the beach. Ronan frowned and quickly turned his eyes.
Needless to say, Hood stood at attention again: "I'll go and take care of it right away."
With that said, he left as if fleeing.
Ronan's brows were not unlocked.
It's not just the burners on the beach who are in turmoil.
He used to give lectures, talk about the "super configuration" theory, and do demonstration experiments. It was just a one-man show. For most people, and even for some extraordinary people who were watching, there was no room for speculation. They just followed him. Just keep thinking.
Regardless of the format, everyone will watch the live broadcast obediently.
The problem is that Ronan's hand against Meng Chong is difficult for anyone to match, except for the magic talisman whose source of effect is so high in the extreme realm. A considerable part of other functional contexts have already been revealed - the specific physical and spiritual interference modes, as well as the ready-to-apply familiar rules framework, are really what some people like.
Moreover, in terms of visual effects, the stimulation effect is perfect!
Ronan squinted his eyes. If the monstrous outline a hundred meters away could really be brightened up and have more texture, it would definitely be a bad-mouthed ape.
Didn't you notice that Hu De looked bitter and resentful?
The operation of the magic talisman is a bit tricky.
Ronan didn't care, it was just the Blood Flame Order. It was just bound to "Mr. Mo" before. If it was really criticized by others and it was directly related to the "New Plane", it would cause headaches in the future.
"trouble."
Ronan complained in a low voice. What he was talking about was not the trouble in the future, but the extraordinary detection power floating around in the periphery.
After finally discovering something relatively familiar and extremely sensitive, I got too excited and gathered too much on the beach, especially at Mengchong, destroying the original tacit understanding - if there really was one.
Such an action has caused substantial interference to Ronan's experimental process. In the fierce battles at the relay station for days, there was evil in the way, so how could any spiritual force interfere?
Also, on Meng Chong's side, the frequent focus of detection power will inevitably affect his already unstable state. If he doesn't get it right, he will really turn into a flesh-and-blood firework.
Ronan originally wanted to debug a few more times to make the situation of all parties more stable, but now that this is the case, he didn't think so.
He closed his eyes and took a long breath.
On the beach at this time, Hood just kicked the butts of two startled guys in the back row, yelled a few times in a demonstrative manner, then turned his head half-way, and peeked at Ronan's face...
Of course, there are no valuable details.
But he still didn't dare to relax, and raised his voice even higher: "...Which part? Coastal defense? How dare you, a serious soldier, do this?"
A certain second lieutenant of the Ticheng Coast Guard who was scolded by him felt like the veins in his forehead were jumping wildly, and his emotions were almost exploding. But if he was wrong, he was wrong. Hood helped him sort it out hand by hand, and he had to swallow down whatever temper he had.
In fact, Hood knew that this guy had a pirate face, but he still yelled and screamed, and he had snatched his head before... He did it on purpose, so that he could get a small pleasure from the other party's reaction to make up for it. A wounded heart.
Hood was happy and was about to move towards the next target. The energy structure here was obviously in chaos again. He was furious and kicked Wilson over, causing him to stagger:
"What are you doing!"
Wilson didn't get angry, didn't yell, and didn't even cast his gaze over Hood's side. Instead, he looked over his shoulder and toward the area further away.
Hu De's heart trembled and he turned around. He couldn't find the target right the first time - he preconceived the idea that there was another demonic moth at Meng Chong at the forefront. When he realized it was not the case, he shifted his attention again and finally locked the correct target.
Maracas!
The maracas, which was floating in the center of the central axis and served as a ruler, "released" itself from the combined drive and control of everyone, and began to float up to about ten meters in the air.
Like a dim star, replacing the sun that was mostly blocked by the fog, it hung above the beach and above everyone's heads, rotating silently. All the slicing instruments seemed to be rotating around it.
Of course, this also includes the complex energy information flow context tied to it, and even the entire formatted field structure.
On the beach, the burners who were involved felt the most.
In a trance, the maracas looked like deep evil eyes, staring down, imprinting the cold pressure on everyone's heart.
The sand ball doesn't have pupils, but the complex and ever-changing turning patterns on it seem to splice into similar patterns at any time, rotating and flowing.
Who knows where it is facing?
At this moment, no one spoke, and the entire beach fell silent.
As the only outsider in this area, Zhang Yingying was already dizzy because of the continuous changes. At this time, she even gasped subconsciously and felt a chill down her spine.
The beach where the "biological son" was was inexplicably becoming extremely strange. Little does she know that the situation has now reached a critical juncture, but what should she do next...
When I was in a dilemma, I heard the sound of an engine.
The motorboat that she had driven onto the beach before drifted back to the offshore area at some point and started inexplicably, making a low noise.
Not knowing the opportunity, she gritted her teeth and raised her arms and fists at her "son" who was crawling with his head down. Without another word, she climbed onto the motorboat through the sea water and sped along the coastline.
As for the live broadcast and so on, it doesn’t matter what it does!
Just as Zhang Yingying was speeding along the coastline, the gray fog on the sea seemed to have received a new wave of sea wind and began to slowly surge up, and the front end almost ran over the edge of the beach.
In another second, in front of the Deep Blue Walker experimental machine, Meng Chong, whose swaying body shrank suddenly due to the extremely eye-catching dazzling light effect, heard a hoarse growl squeezed out of his throat.
The blood flames were flying, and the void image in them seemed to be tearing apart Meng Chong's back and struggling to jump out. But Meng Chong's body responded accordingly, obviously expanding in a large circle, like a cage that grew with the wind, and forcibly imprisoned the demon's shadow.
But from another perspective, who dares to say that this is not a deeper integration?
The abnormal expansion and deformation of the muscles and bones made Meng Chong no longer able to maintain his balance. His body leaned forward violently. Since the Dark Blue Walker experimental machine was close at hand, he naturally stretched out his hand to hold down its cold outer armor. It seemed that Very embarrassed.
The problem is that in the cockpit, Shi Xinhe, who was confused by a series of obvious or obscure changes, almost screamed at this moment.
The manic heat was suddenly introduced through the thin outer armor that was not enough for wartime standards. At that moment, the cockpit felt like it was filled with terrifying molten iron. His limbs and soul felt like they were about to turn into ashes in the blink of an eye!
There is no need for Shi Xin or brain reaction. The self-protection mechanism of the Deep Blue Platform has already taken effect. The Formatted Fire and even the Formatted Field automatically triggered the counterattack mechanism, and dazzling white light burst out from inside and outside the metal exoskeleton.
Red flames and white light clashed instantly.
After a brief struggle, no one could do anything to the other. It sank and sprayed upwards. In the blink of an eye, the beach area where the two sides were standing exploded, and light shot into the sky.
At the front of the beach, the huge amount of water vapor "written on the blackboard" left by Ronan was completely wiped out as soon as the two sides hedged. The powerful shock wave will not slow down due to this small obstacle. Instead, under the strong squeeze of the second wave of hedging power, it will spread rapidly with more intense momentum.
"Oh, what's going on?"
When the shock wave from the front of the beach hit hard, setting off a low-intensity sandstorm, Hood, who had his face covered in sand, truly understood the meaning of some of Ronan's previous words.
For example, "There may be chaos on the beach soon"; or "We must not let any shock waves penetrate this circle and damage the sports car" and so on...
He turned back to look at Ronan. In the wind and sand, the face in the distance became extremely blurry, and it was impossible to tell what the plan was.
I knew you were going to act like a monster, but this is the situation at the beginning. Are you sure you can control the situation later?
Well, maybe I can really control it.
Because Hood saw that although the "blackboard" on the edge of the beach was annihilated immediately, the numerical signs on the heads of each person's head, which were also condensed by fragile water vapor, were scattered in the wind and sand caused by the shock wave. Every word is clear...
This is too much!
Hood didn't know why a good experiment and a live broadcast suddenly became like this. Could this be the experimental effect Ronan wanted to achieve?
What exactly is he going to introduce in this round of sand table deduction?
Hood couldn't help but look back again, but unfortunately he was destined to be unable to step into Ronan's perspective and see the "reality" that existed in another dimension.
Ronan leaned on the sports car, facing the swirling wind and sand, and squinted his eyes. In his opinion, compared to what he remembered, everything in front of him seemed too crude, and some even reached the point of being ridiculous.
But so what?
Penetrating through the wind and sand, countless paradoxical structures are spliced, collided, torn, shattered, and struggled to be reconstructed and reappeared. Gradually the appearance in his memory was restored:
In front of him, there were clearly the towering base passes, the gushing blazing flames, the swarming army of servants, and the towering cloud mountains that were beyond perception but could collapse at any time.
