Steel steam and flame

While running forward, Priscilla let go of the sword, and then took a few steps away again, opening a short distance. He spit out blood and turned to look at the other side. The remaining captain had been grabbed by the neck by a man with blood on his face, and his head fell on his shoulders without strength.

The captain's body was thrown over violently. While it was in mid-air, bullet holes appeared on the body, and the hot bullets came to Prisla in an instant. The muzzle of the gun could not be seen, and there was not enough time to dodge based on the ballistic trajectory. Priscilla evaded it urgently, but most of the bullets still hit the hand-woven clothes.

Her chest sank instantly, and Priscilla slid a meter or two under the force of more than a dozen bullets before she stabilized her body. The bullets with a little smoke landed on the ice, but they did not break through the defense of the layer of clothing. At this moment, the clothes on Priscilla's chest seemed to become denser in an instant, reinforced by some kind of slender substance.

With blood pouring out of her mouth and nose, Priscilla tensed her muscles to stop the blood from the wound on her chest that had been penetrated by the sword, and fled away from the team in the opposite direction. Within a breath or two, there were less than twenty people left around. On the other side is Novia, a deadly sniper. Ordinary sniper bullets that don't need to be saved at all can take away a person's life with almost every shot. No one had the energy to come and help him, and Priscilla knew this.

Zero is dead? Priscilla saw clearly that the person who stabbed him just now was not Yi. Even though he could change his appearance and his breath, in his feeling, the gap between Yi and this man was not due to disguise. It can be made up for. Yi was definitely dead. Priscilla exhaled a breath of hot breath, and the clothes that clung to her body became dense at this moment, revealing a sense of compactness like a leather battle suit.

The leather-like skin was gradually deepening in color. Priscilla kept letting her hands hang down naturally without any thought of drawing a gun. The power of the tunnel-fired pistol was all in those special bullets, and their rate of fire could not be compared with ordinary bullets. Priscilla had never entertained the idea of ​​hitting the enemy in this environment.

"Perhaps we can make a deal." Priscilla held the pneumatic sword in one hand and said while maintaining an impossible distance between the two. "I can give you the signal transmitter and two pieces of solid red mercury. ." Speaking without any nostalgia, Priscilla directly placed them all between the two, "You should not be an ally on Ernes' side. If we rely on interests to connect, I am willing to give you four times the amount. chips in exchange.

"These things are mine originally." Cassia replied, "I just put them with you temporarily." With the same movement, Cassia threw away the blunderbuss, took out the two signal transmitters in his trouser pocket, and shook them , "I don't lack these things."

"So, there is no room for negotiation between us?" Priscilla stared at the two signal generators and said with a split-mouth smile. His teeth were filled with blood and heat was rising, which once covered his face. " I was born in the Three Phase Connection Network Company, and compared to Ernes and others, the benefits I can give are definitely more generous than them."

"I'll let you go this time. If there is an opportunity in the future, you will definitely seize it. And I admit that the benefits they offer now may not be as good as yours, but I can't tell in the future. Dead people are worthless, this should be the empire It's something that will never change." Cassia flipped the pneumatic sword to consecrate it, Priscilla still smiled, "Are you ready? Your potential value may be the highest."

Cassia came to Prisla the next moment and stabbed him with a sword, but retained a small amount of strength, and the speed also slowed down according to the degree of injury. He could feel that besides Ones and the others, there were other people around who were observing this place from a long distance.

Probably Andrew, Cassia pulled back the pneumatic sword that was blocked by Priscilla and attacked again. According to the repulsive force coming from the sword, Cassia has been carefully adjusting her attack so as not to leave Priscilla no room to counterattack. If he had the idea of ​​killing Priscilla directly, Cassia didn't think he would have a chance to escape from the distance when he observed the red mercury just now. And in terms of strength, it was impossible for Priscilla to grab the sword and prevent it from moving. But Yi is already dead, and the remaining Priscilla must help him finish the last bit of work.

Everything outside of the plan has been completed. According to the current speed of the assessors hunting ferocious creatures, the assessment may be completely completed in a month. In terms of time, it can be properly connected with the time agreed by Cassie Hei. While thinking, Priscilla continuously waved his pneumatic sword to attack. The smile on his face never diminished, as if he was in the final stage of madness.

A canopy of sparks bloomed between the two, and the temperature of the red-hot sword could be felt on the face. It's just that Cassia didn't feel the pressure from these attacks. Compared with when he was trained by Coach Bei at the military school, whether it was swordsmanship, strength or speed, the gap between the two could not be solved by time alone. Gradually catching up.

After forcing Prisla away with a sword, Cassia moved to Prisla's side, and while pulling out the sword at an angle, she swept Prisla's body with her feet. Jumping up to avoid it in anticipation, Cassia spotted the trajectory of his next attack with the pneumatic sword and knocked it away.

She tried her best to adjust her angle and posture in the air, but the injuries she had just accumulated seemed to be triggered again. Priscilla spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in mid-air, and the sword wound on her chest tore again, staining her clothes red.

After rolling several times to stabilize her body, Priscilla had already thrown away her pneumatic sword while half-kneeling in the snow with her back to Cassia. At this moment, he took a sharp breath and suddenly opened his arms, and then closed them in front of his chest at an extremely fast speed like a bear hug. Multiple trembling sounds like strings erupted at the same time, all moving towards him.

Cassia's body tensed up instantly, and the sudden sound made him detect faint danger around him. The sound ripples seemed to be emitted out of thin air at this time. Even though the hearing had been captured, nothing appeared on the picture that had been able to reproduce the surrounding terrain and objects in another way before.

All that can be seen is that the source of the sound ripples looks like countless moving threads. If they are not moving so fast that they cannot be captured, then they are too slender and exceed Cassia's ability to "draw" them in his head at this stage. "Out of the perception range.

His body suddenly rushed towards Priscilla, and Cassia held the pneumatic sword behind her back to block it. When the pneumatic sword felt like it was being pressed by something, with a "chichi" sound, the clothes on the arm were instantly cut open, and dozens of flesh-and-blood wounds appeared directly on the skin. Light green blood seeped out from the wound, and under the white smoke, the sound of breaking strings sounded one after another from Cassia's arm.

The smile on her face disappeared, and Priscilla turned her head to look at Cassia, who was standing behind her. She glanced at the wound on her arm that was cut by a slender object and the light green blood beads, and snorted coldly.

"It seems that luck has never been on your side..." Prisla's words seemed weak. As he spoke, he lowered one hand very quickly to get the special ammunition at his waist. At the same time, he closed the other arm hard and was The skin is stretched to a taut state, and it can be seen that these tough thin lines that are almost invisible are emanating from the leather-like skin. But all the movements were captured by Cassia, and the hand was tightly clamped by Cassia in the middle of the process, and there was no possibility of taking out the special ammunition.

Before he finished speaking, several sniper bullets appeared out of thin air from directly in front of the two, almost in a straight line. By the time the ballistic line formed by the bullets was discovered, the first bullet had already hit Prisla's heart, tearing a small gap in the dense layer of clothing. The second bullet came next, widening the gap, and the third bullet came, piercing through the clothes, blowing a piece of flesh and blood on his left chest into pieces, and leaving a gap in the layer of clothes on his back. The fourth and fifth bullets successfully penetrated the dense layer of clothing, carrying a spinning wind, and hit Cassia's left shoulder, who had some reaction time to avoid it.

"Boom" The snow five or six hundred meters ahead suddenly exploded, and a snow line suddenly appeared, quickly connecting the two.

"Zero!" Priscilla looked at the huge cavity in her left chest and whispered through gritted teeth.