Chapter 599 Delaying the Formation of the Bomb

Bombietta's mumbling question made Hongjiang stunned. Was this another form of surrender? No, he knew it certainly couldn't be considered. The member of the Stern Cross Knights must be very confused at the moment, but this would never have anything to do with their hostile identities. But maybe his eloquence really confused his opponent? What was the inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart? Of course, Hongjiang's somewhat dazzled mentality did not appear on his face. He still looked as if he was at ease and had a sure win. "I can't give you a definite answer to this question, but I think your ability is not to simply turn the things you touch into bombs, but to maximize the reaction of the spirit particles inside the things you touch, so as to release as much energy as possible in the form of explosion." This is not Hongjiang hiding his secrets. The delayed explosion was originally achieved by Mayuri Kurotsuchi in his previous life when he faced Bombietta, using the spiritual tools he developed specifically for the purpose. Hongjiang had no idea what theory Mayuri Kurotsuchi based his realization on, but after thinking about it, there were only two ideas. The first is to completely seize the control of the bomb created by Bambietta's explosion. It is like adding a starting device to the bomb that was originally uncontrollable. The second is to delay the formation of the bomb. Although it still explodes immediately, it is equivalent to installing a fixed timer. Both ideas are theoretically possible, but when it comes to Hongjiang himself, he still has to consider whether he can implement this level. After all, he is not Kurotsuchi Mayuri, and he is better at solving problems with his own strength. Then the first idea is difficult to achieve. Although according to theory, Hongjiang's delicate control of spiritual power is the most likely to complete the change of control. But according to Hongjiang's observation, Bambietta's ability is more about destroying the structure of spirit particles or causing reactions between spirit particles to release energy quickly. At the level of spirit particles, even if he can only interfere with it with spiritual power, he cannot do delicate control, let alone control the violent and rapid changes of spirit particles like explosions, which is completely impossible for him. Then the only thing he can try is the second idea, that is, he does not interfere with the fact that the bomb created by the explosion explodes immediately, but instead delays the formation of the bomb. To put it in a more vivid way, it is to cast the magic of slowing down time on the hands that make the bomb, so that its movements can be as slow as possible. "Remember what I said, if we only talk about the concept of touch, your light bullet first touches the air, and the reason why the air did not become a bomb is due to your lack of ability." "And if we continue to think along this line, there will be another question, what exactly caused your lack of ability? In other words, why did the air become something that can escape your ability?" Hongjiang asked, but it was more like asking himself: "Is the concentration of spirit particles in the air too thin? Or is it too unstable and the structure is too loose, so that it escapes the limit of your ability?" Then he answered himself: "I think both factors are involved , to be honest, the concentration of spirit particles in the air here is already quite high, but we cannot deny that even in places with a higher concentration of spirit particles, the air cannot bind us like rocks. " "At the same time, it is unstable, and the loose structure can be disrupted by waving a hand. If its structure is not fixed and condensed first, and then reacted, it is impossible to form a harmful explosion." "In other words, if your ability is compared to a pair of hands, the air is such a trivial and scattered part, and these hands cannot, or are too lazy to assemble it into a bomb. "Trivial and scattered parts make people too lazy to assemble? Bambietta thought about this sentence, and her eyes suddenly lit up. She seemed to understand how Hongjiang was going to, no, it should be said that he had successfully dealt with his own explosive attack.

Since the hands are too lazy, then just give them some acceptable parts to assemble the bomb. However, these parts are still relatively trivial and messy. Compared with the regular, fixed module-like parts, it will definitely take more time to assemble the trivial things into a finished product. In other words, what the other party wants to find is the true limit of her ability! "Is that fog the limit that you think can trigger my holy text ability?" Bambietta asked with gritted teeth. Hong Jiang shook his head: "Maybe it's not the limit yet, but for me, being able to trigger your ability and delay the bomb from forming is enough. It's not particularly important where the real limit is." Then he raised his finger and shook it: "And I have to correct a mistake you made. The ghost path I just released is not a "ball" of fog. Although it looks like it, it is actually composed of very fine small fog balls, in order to trigger each of your light bombs as much as possible." To trigger Bambietta's explosion, it is definitely not possible to use something with a loose spirit structure like air. It needs to be as loose as possible but have a fixed structure. If that ball of fog is really an undivided whole, then a light bomb may be able to detonate it. Fog cage, fog cage, that is, fog and a cage with gaps. This is the true face of the ghost path that Hong Jiang temporarily used, and it is also the embodiment of his extreme spiritual power control. At this point, Bambietta has completely understood. There is relief on her face that the mystery has been solved, but more of it is loneliness, knowing that she has been completely seen through by her opponent. Hong Jiang slowly drew out the Zanpakutō from his waist, and thick white mist poured out from his sleeves and even his skin, wrapping him up completely. "You should have understood by now, just like I said at the beginning, you are not my opponent, and you have lost the best opportunity to escape." The thick fog obscured his face, and made his voice mysterious and unpredictable, as if it were a divine prophecy that made people irresistible: "Tell me, where are Lloyd and Lloyd now, I can temporarily spare your life." Unexpectedly, Bambietta laughed instead, "Even if I accept my failure, I will not make an ugly move to bow down to you." She spread her wings and shouted: "Come on, Death! It's not certain who will be the loser. Maybe you really know my ability better than me, but in the end, you may be the one who is shattered to pieces!" After the words fell, a more gorgeous light rain poured down than every previous time, flying out from Bambietta's wings to form one dense line after another. At this moment, she really is an angel blooming with brilliant light! (