Steel Steam and Flame

The hot air leaked from Cassia's chest and couldn't breathe for a while. This feeling was far more uncomfortable than suffocation. There was only a painful neigh in the throat. The voice told Cassia the enemy's location, and the cold breath from his right leg condensed a lot of his eyes again. Although the ghost of the scene did not disappear, the visual intuition seemed to come back. As long as there is a little rest time, it seems to be able to recover from the energy on the hexagonal prism.

Nothing is worse than the current situation. Cassia seems a bit accustomed to this close-to-death feeling and is tired of it. Thoughts that come from the deep level of the spirit, this feeling not only makes oneself become more and more distorted, and no longer regards one's life as an important thing, it can provide very little. The less this experience feels in the future, the better, Cassia thinks.

The rush of thinking in a short moment reminded Cassia of a person who hadn't seen him for a long time, so that his appearance was gradually distorted in memory. I decided to move closer to her before. There are too many places to learn, and the contact time is less than a month, but as the first teacher in a certain sense from the small town, I told Cassia with practical actions and preparations. In the face of treating one's own life, how many methods and what level of work needs to be done. Cassia believes that he is not a qualified student.

He opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, with steaming heat. Cassia did not turn his head, and his physical condition did not allow him to do so. With only a light sound like a paper piercing a window, a tail came out from the spine, and when the enemy wanted to draw out a pneumatic sword and stab himself again, it hit the enemy.

Lack of strength, Cassia herself felt the weakness of the more flexible tail. But it still left a **** faint scar on the enemy.

"You only have these strengths now?" An unsurprising voice, full of delightful mockery, "Or, from the beginning, you never found me hiding by the side?"

Keeping the posture of kneeling on the ground, with his head drooping, Cassia looked away from Theodore's corpse lying hard in front of him, and looked at the enemy whose tail was pulled away.

The voice did have a sense of familiarity, and the face soaked in black rain and even a little bit of erosion felt the same. The skin is incomplete, and almost his whole body is covered with wounds and bruises left after being hit by heavy objects. Just a few words made the enemy start to gasp, and his condition was not so good after he survived the shock wave.

A few seconds later, Cassia remembered that he had met in the Messeria area. Looking down from the tall building, the person captured during the evacuation surrounded by Milton was a captain of the same team with Milton, but could not remember the name, and the collection of information was not so complete.

It should have been attracted by the dozen or so flare bombs. In the previous battle, there was no spare energy to pay more attention to the surroundings, and now, there is no extra energy to observe the surroundings. After waking up from the second dream, the body seems to have the ability to absorb the energy in the hexagonal prism, but the conversion speed is not considerable. The high-energy fat is consumed, and there is a feeling of being drawn clean along with the blood, and it takes time to make up for the lack of supplementation like fine water.

"It needs to be delayed." Cassia understood the current situation. The cold energy kept his head from getting hot. He controlled his tail to pull out the pneumatic sword inserted in his chest, and with a last wave of his tail, he threw it into the slowly rising magma not far in front of him. Afterwards, like a lazy cat, Cassia shook the tail in mid-air. After a few seconds, the tail fell in a posture of insufficient strength and completely lay still on the ground.

"Is there something wrong with your eyes, or do you think you killed Theodore, one of the commanders of this operation, and you think I have no head? You think I would believe this trick?" Lei Sa stood aside and didn't move. He didn't come close. At this moment, he said, but it was more like watching a joke, "Your power comes from this thing, right?"

Reza shook the half of the hexagonal prism in his hand, looked at Cassia's right foot, and asked as if he knew the answer: "We all thought that you were in a scaly state for a short time with potions, but all guessed wrong. Now. The magic is beyond our cognition." He touched the wound that was drawn out, the pain on his face turned into a smile.

"From the time we came here to explore this place, we were very strange. How did you stay in the'germs' for so long, but survived intact without any bad symptoms. Now it seems to understand, rely on This kind of thing inspires the scaly state, presumably the body has already developed resistance due to the effect of scaly. It is something that can be almost unlimited."

"Wow..." Before finishing speaking, Reza bent her body and vomited a few bites of blood. Cassia was able to see clearly at this moment, behind the enemy, there was a piece of scorched skin. There was a faintly dented pit there, probably in the short time after the impact, it was hit by the hot rock that fell after the volcanic eruption.

The stained face was pale, Reza stood upright through gritted teeth, not ready to continue her unfinished words. In the aftermath of Cassia, Reisa pointed the sharp end of the hexagonal prism to his leg and inserted it in.

"Everything of you will become mine later!" To Cassia confided her long-repressed feelings, Reza took a few deep breaths, as if she wanted to deeply experience the feeling of power coming up. His eyes narrowed slightly.

Not knowing what to say, Cassia shook her head slightly. What I want to get rid of seems to be a rare and precious item in the eyes of others.

A layer of scales began to spread from Reza's legs, and the pain came at the same time. The burned flesh and skin were opened by the scales, and the wound was simply healed, and then covered with a layer of slightly soft gray scales. .

"Hehe... now, we are the same." Finally, his face with ecstasy was also covered by scales, Reza exhaled, and his body was so comfortable that he groaned. The scales continue to become pitch black and become smoother. While looking at his cuticle-covered hand, he walked towards Cassia, but failed to notice the footprints left behind that stained the ground red and green. The pain and the danger from the body's instinct disappeared under the scales, and he now felt the comfort of power surge.

In the middle of the bang, he stood upright and fell, splashing a large amount of mud.

"Ha—" With only a half-gasp, Reza didn't struggle even once, and then lay down completely. Only those eyes deflected a little at the end, with doubts, they saw Cassia's indifferent eyes.

Closing his eyes, Cassia didn't feel anything about the death of the enemy behind him. Silently relying on the energy in the hexagonal prism, he slowly recovered. For some time, the buzzing sound awakened him from a quiet rest.

The source of the sound came from the sky covered by volcanic ash, an airship coming from the ruins of the town. The surrounding gray mist became denser, and the dust sprayed in the air was already falling.

Beside, the slender pneumatic sword returned to its original grayish white. About an hour or two passed, Cassia judged.

"Are the remaining enemies rushing over?" With a certain interrogative sentence, the body regained a little strength, but it still had no remedial effect on the physical injury. Rather than recovering a little bit now, it is better to say that the injury has maintained a balance under the failure of the organs. The scales have long since disappeared, and no part of the body is intact. He looked behind him. Most of the enemy’s corpse was entangled by the multiplying dragon tissues, and his head was almost completely covered by the muscles and nerve bundles that began to dissolve. "This body after infection.

"Physique and foundation are different." Cassia said in his heart. He glanced at the sky at this moment, the airship was still some distance away, and it would take time to search for it. No longer thinking about other consequences, Cassia decisively bit his two palms, took out the red mercury bombs inside, and hid them in front of the body of Theodore whose skin had dissolved to a thin layer. In the organs.

Putting the starter on the ground, Cassia offered his body, biting a corner of his clothes and dragging Resa's body to where he was just now, then bit the slender pneumatic sword and inserted it into the body's chest. After letting the corpse kneel down, and relying on the pneumatic sword to hang his upper body, he wrapped the starter in his mouth, and then bit the handle of the silver-white box, shaped like an insect larva, arching and arching towards him. The other party.

"The second-generation holy sword should not be destroyed by such an explosion." Cassia had no extra strength to take it away.

Soon after, Cassia came to the foot of a mountain, where it was shaped like a dividing line, and there was a lot of steam coming out of the junction. On one side was the black rain that washed down, and on the other was the lava that was constantly superimposed like the water surface.

Finally hiding behind a rock just wrapped in steam, let the rain washing down the foot of the mountain wash his whole body. Cassia slowly twisted her body, tilted her head, let herself be submerged in the mud a little bit, only half of her ears exposed, and occasionally raised her head to breathe. The organs have been damaged, and the demand for oxygen is not very large.

Maybe he would fall asleep slowly after the explosion, and Cassia kept thinking about this issue. Until the "buzzing" sound got closer and closer to him, finally the sound source stopped in the distance. Collecting the scattered spirits, Cassia discerned the footsteps on the muddy water under the lift device.