Pirates on Top of the War: I Will Stand In the Sky

  Chapter 290 Return of Life·Hairspray Hand

   "Boom!"

   For a time, Ion and Drago were full of electricity.

   And as the lightning dissipated, even with Dragna's inhuman physique, he was lit up with black smoke, and the messy and domineering hairstyle was completely reduced to an explosive head.

   It's just that Drago didn't care about his injury at all at this time, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Ion.

  Ion's... physique, Drago is completely clear, this lightning strikes, I guess it's familiar?

  However, when Drago turned his head and looked, he found that Ion was pulling down the hood of his cloak intact, and while adjusting his hair that had not changed, he looked up at the sky.

   "You... are you okay?" Drago asked unexpectedly.

  Yon tried his best to take the corner of his eyes away from Drago's explosive head, forced a smile, and replied plainly. "What can be wrong?"

   "No, this lightning..." Drago said inexplicably.

  Ion heard the words, stroked the cloak on his body, and said. "This baby on me is immune to lightning."

  ? ? ?

  Dorag.

   Isn't this cloak the standard cloak of the organization? The cheapest material is used, how can it be immune to lightning?

   Immediately, when Drago touched his head with his palm, he realized that his hair didn't seem right, and it felt a little fluffy.

  Suddenly, the corners of Drago's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and he could fully imagine what image he was now.

   "Pfft..."

   Ion, who pretended to look up at the sky with a deep expression, couldn't hold back any longer, and suddenly burst out laughing.

  …

  Dorag.

   Immediately, Drago's palm brushed his hair.

   For a while, as Drago's palm passed by, the originally fluffy explosive head instantly enjoyed the silky smoothness again, and soon returned to the original hairstyle, and it was still the kind that was not disturbed by the wind.

   "Cough cough..."

  Dorag lowered his head and glanced at the sea. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he coughed twice and changed the subject.

   "Speaking of which, the 'Return of Life Hairspray Hand' created by you, Ion, is really useful."

   "It's not a creation, it's just broadening the idea of ​​​​using the return of life..."

  Suddenly, Ion's voice stopped, groping his chin with one hand and fell into thought.

  The return of life is a special technique that can perfectly control the body, even the hair can be controlled at will, then...

  In an instant, Ion felt a sense of lightheartedness.

  Since the last wedding night, Ion's legs have been weak for three days, and his back has been sore for a week before he managed to recover.

   Ion, who was drunk and lethargic, did not experience the joy of the process at all, and understood the physical differences between the two sides. This kind of hand-to-hand combat is destined to be completely different.

   Since then, even though Ion's heart has been hot from time to time, he still dare not fight at will.

   And what if you use the technique of giving life back?

   "His..."

  Ion couldn't help gasping for breath.

   "What's the matter?" Drago watched Ion's expression changing rapidly, as if he was regretting something.

   "No, hurry up to the sky island area and complete the task earlier, I still have some important experiments to arrange." Yan said seriously.

"it is good……"

  Dorag thought it was an important experiment involving the future of the sea, and his expression became a lot more serious, and the speed of Yon and Ion soared rapidly, quickly heading towards the central area of ​​​​the empty island.

   "But Chief of Staff, the two lightning bolts just now don't seem to be a normal natural phenomenon." Drago said while passing quickly over the sea of ​​the empty island.

   "Well, I know, a funny guy..."

  Ion smiled, looked in a certain direction, and said. "I've locked him in too."

  …

   At the same time, the sky island is called a "sanctuary" somewhere.

   "Interesting Qinghai people..."

   Anilu took a bite of the apple and commented proudly. "How dare you say it, is this going to challenge the gods?"

   After a pause, Anilu looked at the four priests who were respectfully waiting for the oracle below and said.

   "It's up to you to give the two Qinghai people a trial to see if they are qualified to meet the gods."

"Yes!"

   The four priests respectfully responded.

  …

   And between Yan and Drago flying rapidly, they soon arrived at the island in the central area of ​​the sky island - "Angel Island".

  This "Angel Island" is also composed of some special clouds, and it looks white from a distance. When Ion and Drago stepped on the ground, they seemed to be stepping on a soft quilt.

   "Huhuhu..."

   As Yon and Drago landed on "Angel Island", Drago gasped slightly.

   "How could it be? It's not too much physical exertion, why can't I breathe." Drago said suspiciously.

  Ion simply sat down and said.

"This is an altitude of 10,000 meters above the sea, and the oxygen is weak like the Holy Land Mary Joa. For a strong person with a strong physique and a huge demand for oxygen, it is normal to feel unable to breathe if you are not used to it for a while, and you need to adapt to it. a bit."

   Immediately, Ion took out the phone bug to contact the bear from his arms, pressed the button on it, and waited patiently with Drago.

   Soon, hundreds of figures wrapped in a bear-paw-like air film fell from the sky and landed in front of Ion and Corazon.

   Half of these people are technicians, and half are the most elite soldiers of the revolutionary army.

  It wasn't until the end that the bear took a picture of himself.

   "Mr. Xiong, you protect these comrades and start to measure and calculate the sky island, and make initial contact with the residents of the sky island. Dorag and I first go to the master of the sky island to communicate."

   "Yes, Chief of Staff." The bear nodded.

   Immediately, Ion and Drago went in the direction of Ani Road together.

   Suddenly, Ion thought of something and said.

   "By the way, Dorag, leave the task of communicating with the master of the sky island to me. If the communication is unsuccessful, the rest will be handed over to you. Let's divide the labor and cooperate, there is no problem."

   Drago replied grimly. "Very reasonable."

"Oh, right……"

  Ion turned his words and said. "When I got married, you didn't seem to be polite."

   The corner of Drago's mouth twitched and said, not expecting Ion to talk about this question at all. "I make up?"

   "That's not necessary, it's too outrageous..."

   After a pause, Ion continued. "Well, if I can get any valuable loot from the master of the sky island later, I will forget it, how about it?"

   At the end, Ion sighed helplessly and said.

   "The child's milk powder money is indeed a problem, you have to start accumulating in advance little by little."

   Originally suspected that Ion might have something tricky, but Drago, who was hesitating, couldn't bear to refuse when he heard this.

   (end of this chapter)