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Chapter 392 Lion Splitting Bullet

The outer pitch-black iron shell of the projectile cracked and shattered.

An ugly and ferocious pellet beast emerged from its cocoon. Its head was like an old lion, but its skin color was pale gray, as if it was an ancient war lion imitated with inferior silver.

Hidden behind the lion's head was a twisted and deformed body. The corners of the old lion's mouth were cracked, and the upper and lower jaws were split. The trunk was also torn into two parts.

The body behind the upper jaw is in the shape of a cunning snake with half a twisted tail. The slender snake body dances wildly, and the tail is directly connected to the waist of the lower body.

The body behind the lower jaw is the lower body shape of a four-legged beast.

It has long dark red and black hair all over its body. It can be seen that its body shape is not that of a lion, but more like a canine such as a jackal or a hyena.

But both the upper and lower parts of the body have strange wings. The upper snake body has one scale wing and two feather wings, the lower wolf body has two scale wings and one feather wing, and the snake tail and wolf waist have two wings. There are still two thin, incomplete and half-split scaly wings hidden at the joints!

The scaly wings of a moth, the splitting of a wolf, the cunning of a snake... This deformed and twisted projectile that looks like a lion, a snake, a wolf and a nymph actually contains the power given by at least three Si Chens.

Its destruction, its suppression, and its madness seem to be able to tear apart the body and spirit of any living creature in the world. The flesh and blood are crushed and torn into powder, and the reason is dimmed and disintegrated.

Dai Qisi looked at this strangely deformed projectile and suddenly fell into a trance. She seemed to have some kind of hallucination that should not occur.

But the distorted projectiles are a real reality!

The other person's gray lion eyes seemed to have reflected the torment of being hopeless, and there seemed to be a hint of bitter pleading, as if he was begging this former compatriot whom he had not seen for two thousand years to grant him a painful relief. .

The phantom soldier looked at the ancient lion halfway up the mountain, seemingly showing a smile, and then resolutely raised the alien spear twisted like a snake in his hand and projected it out!

Dai Qisi looked at the Lion Splitting Projectile that tore through the air and shot towards it. She seemed to be able to see a shadow of a masked soldier in black armor rising slowly from the mountain. The soldier's face was completely hidden in the black. Under the cloth, only a pair of cold eyes were revealed, with indifference mixed with ruthless bloodthirsty!

Dai Qisi looked at the lion-headed face at the front of the lion-splitting projectile, and suddenly felt that the lion-faced face seemed familiar... That face seemed to be that of someone of the same race and companion who had fought side by side for two thousand years! ! !

The familiar lion face showed indescribable pain and struggle.

"Damn Mothman, how dare you trample on the dignity of a Golden Lion like this... I vow to tear your soul out of your body and seal it in my bedpan, so that you can also feel this unspeakable shame and torture! !!”

Dai Qisi's golden lion eyes flashed with sharp resentment, and she thought in her heart:

"This despicable and shameless mothman has actually hunted and killed a sacred golden lion, and also sealed the soul of the noble golden lion in its bones and polished it into brand new projectiles!!!"

Ever since she ushered in a tyrannical new life in the general's furnace, this was the first time in two thousand years that she felt hallucinations, fantasies, trances and other backward emotions that only belong to ignorant mortals.

The breath organ designed and cast by the Golden General himself was pulsing faster and faster, and the blazing heat brewing within it had accumulated to a power that exceeded the power of the previous blow that destroyed half of Shanxin Mountain.

Of course, this is just a momentary illusion, a fantasy that exists in the spiritual world.

"So arrogant! So disrespectful!!!"

The ancient lion eagerly urged the furnace of the heart to move violently, and the blood as hot as magma rushed in the bronze lion's body. The golden blood contained the terrifying casting power that burned all things, and the bones as tough as steel were trembling with excitement. , mixing into the blood the terrifying blade power that shatters everything.

But the heat continues to brew, and it is not yet released.

A little of the blazing red light and heat has inevitably leaked out, and the ancient lion's throat is flashing with dazzling firelight. Through the bronze skin, you can clearly see the blazing fire inside like a miniature star.

When the ancient lion was furious, the Split Lion Projectile also underwent other changes. In the eyes of the lion who was still in his prime, he could see the strange projectiles falling slowly through the air from the top of the mountain, and the mouth of the malformed and split lion's head was spitting out dark red gunpowder smoke as thick as ink.

But this is obviously not gun smoke or dust smoke or other real smoke - no smoke-like substance can still maintain a condensed form at speeds exceeding sound.

The dark red smoke spat out from the mouth of the deformed cracked lion projectile quickly spread backwards in a thousandth of a second until the entire projectile was soaked in this dim red with black and black with red. color.

The lower half of the wolf-shaped body of the Split Lion Projectile, with its long gray hair, seemed to be burning under the dark red smoke.

But maybe it wasn't fire, but the dirty blood flowing from the self-inflicted wounds of this deformed split lion.

The unknown thing, either blood or flames, is dim and dark red like dead blood, but the blood and flames seem to be mixed with a touch of the ruined grayness of the end of the world.

During the flight, the Split Lion Projectile seemed to be gradually becoming thinner and haggard.

It seemed that every time it covered a distance of ten feet, the blood-like and flame-like thing would burn away some of the material of the projectile itself.

The ancient lion Dai Qisi only spent thirty-thousandths of a second to calculate the ultimate shooting distance of this projectile in her mind.

"At most three thousand yards, when this split lion projectile travels to this distance, it will destroy itself due to self-destruction."

And in this kind of self-burning, the Lion Split Projectile seems to be able to obtain Si Chen's blessing.

Painful self-mutilation, abandonment and abandonment... This seemingly self-destructive act can make this lion-like projectile become more powerful in the process of self-destruction!

Only by destroying yourself first can you destroy your enemy!

This is the last will and the last obsession of the ancient lion hunting gun! ! !

The flying speed of the split lion projectiles is getting faster and faster, reaching more than twice the speed of sound. It only takes 0.78 seconds to sprint to the front of the ancient lion, and then 13 thousandths of a second later Stab into the opponent's heart!

But Dai Qisi's heart was only filled with rage and arrogance, which did not mean recklessness and stupidity.

She had just experienced the painful lesson of having her right claw blade corroded due to underestimating the enemy, and she had already awakened her vigilance in her heart.

Compared to the moment when he was carelessly suspended in the air with nowhere to land and use force to move his body, he had no choice but to face the blunt cannonball head-on.

Dai Qisi was standing firmly on the ground with all four legs at the moment. She could dodge this deformed and twisted projectile at any time, which seemed to be fast but was actually slow.

This ancient lion did not stop accumulating the hot breath in its throat. It just turned sideways slightly and moved three feet to the side in thirteen thousandths of a second. It had completely deviated from the deformed and twisted weapon. The charge path of the projectile.

However, in her golden lion eyes, the deformed projectile that seemed to have been roughly ravaged by various monster forms suddenly began to vibrate its seven insect-like bird-like wings at an extremely high frequency!

(End of this chapter)