Steel steam and flame

At this moment, Lidion stopped breathing forcibly. As the cross pupils in his eyes opened, countless bloody lines extended from the cross pupils to the golden pupils, all over his eyes. The next moment, Lidion felt that time around him seemed to have stopped, and the hot air bursting from his body slowly made the air appear distorted. The airflow becomes a substantial thing and can be captured by the sight, and the rapidly moving scenery is suddenly clearly visible.

But even so, Lidion still felt that time was not enough for him. The shooting was entirely based on feeling. Lidion had no time to search for the source of the danger. He only knew that the danger was close to forty meters away from him, and the area probably covered several square meters. In addition, when his body flipped in mid-air and his sight touched that direction, all he saw was a quiet forest and tangled vines. Where exactly would the enemy be hiding in those few square meters? This information There was no time for him to analyze.

Lidion tensed his body and pressed the trigger quickly as if he was seizing time, so that the bullets would be distributed almost evenly to that location. At the same time, the muscles under his skin squirmed rapidly, and countless pale white substances precipitated from all the pores on his body like white foam. The pale white foam quickly covered his whole body, intertwined with each other, and in the blink of an eye, a layer of plaster-like material covered his whole body.

But Lidian understood that time became slow and almost stopped. This only existed in his senses. It might be more appropriate to say that it was sight and perception. This had a huge impact on his spirit, and he was very clear that his body could not keep up with the speed of perception after this sudden transformation.

In Lidion's world, he saw that he had only managed to press the trigger twice, and what he feared had already happened. At the source of the perceived danger, a string of explosive gunshots suddenly reached his ears. Six dark red ballistic lines had already gathered into a cluster, breaking through all blocking objects along the way, and a substantial light pointed in his direction. . There is no room for escape, and the body's speed and perception are not on the same line.

The cluster of bullets stirred up the wind and tore his clothes apart, and the skin on the sides of his abdomen that had not had time to be covered by the white foam also shattered directly, and small pieces of flesh and blood turned into blood spray that spattered backwards.

"Sure enough, the target is not me!" At this moment, only his thoughts could keep up with Lidion's enhanced and accelerated perception, "But fortunately, the bone covering has been completed." The lack of skin and small pieces of flesh on the waist does not affect the paleness. The color foam was precipitating. When Lidion looked there, the pale foam replenished from the flesh and blood had covered the wound and was completing the final stage of "curing".

Fortunately, Lidian was mentally prepared for this. He wanted to tell others this information, but no part of his body could keep up with the speed of his senses.

There was a buzzing in his head, and Lidion felt mentally relieved at this moment - at least he was not the target and did not die at the hands of such a powerful stealth assassin. Subconsciously treating the enemy as an assassin, the opponent's method of finding opportunities and sneaking is indeed worthy of such evaluation.

"During the aerial bomb attack, the enemy was probably already approaching here. When the airship fell, it was probably the last time he moved. He should have attacked immediately after that... considering that when we jumped off the airship Are you in a state of high concentration? In this case, the other party must also be careful." During the short period of time when the speed-up state subsided, Lidion's speed of thought was not affected in any way, "The quiet period after that... was not waiting. We recovered, but took advantage of the information gap and the environment to cause potential mental pressure. He did succeed, and also used our keen perception of sight and gun muzzle to make me his assistant, creating a lot of wrong information for May. Weiss and the others.”

"However, even if your goal is achieved, it will directly make one of us incapable of fighting. But this kind of stealth assassination has only one effect. Once used, there will be no next time. And you yourself are also exposed Even though you knew there were at least five of us, you still attacked at such a distance... We don't know what's behind you, maybe it's a trap, maybe it's a large number of teams, maybe there are people around you who are with you. The same people are here. But are you a little too eager? At least when you launch an attack, if you have teammates, you should attack together. It's confidence in yourself. The distance is forty meters. For us, you are definitely on a dead end."

His thoughts were mixed. After Lidion knew that he would not be in danger in the next few seconds, he began to think about the surrounding situation.

The buzzing sound was like a bee at this moment. After reaching the peak of the wave, it suddenly disappeared. After a brief pause, time accelerated, perception returned to normal, and the roar of "Everyone avoid" only dropped the last word!

Another burst of gunfire came from the side immediately after Lidion's words. Lidion subconsciously turned his head, and the impact of six overlapping bullets on his chest caused him to take a few steps back before he could completely stabilize his body. Gunshots were heard behind him, and the broken trees fell one after another.

Lidion felt the wind. At this time, Mavis and Agnes had rushed forward from behind him, passing him a few steps, chasing the enemy who was evacuating at a high speed in front of him.

"Go and see Mousse!" Agnes roared, "Saint Gerd, Isabel..." Following his voice, Saint Gerd and Augustus sprang out from inside the airship and exchanged simple information. , an arc circle has been formed, and we are pursuing the enemy in the direction of evacuation.

Here, the pale Lidien went to where Mousse was lying. There was blood spurting out in all directions, and Mousse's heart had not stopped beating, but the effect at this time was just to accelerate the blood spurting out from the whole body, dyeing more and wider dead leaves red.

The dying body was struggling, Mousse's mouth opened wide, and blood foam continued to emerge with his rapid breathing, covering his face. Seeing Lidian, Mousse's eyes were moving and her mouth was opening and closing, as if she was trying her best to cry for help.

Lidian ignored Mousse's movements. He rather profitably inserted his fingers through the torn hole caused by the muzzle of the gun, and found about one-third of the remains of a bullet among the shattered internal organs.

"There is no other way, Mr. Mousse. Not only did your skin harden a little slower, but a bullet was put into your chest, and the other party used..." Lidion's words were like a professional anatomy The doctor who dissected the body professionally dissected the body while talking and asked the tape recorder nearby to record the information he obtained during the dissection, "The warhead of the acid platinum bullet, the pistol with a caliber of about 12 mm... Left and right, judging from the sound, it should be a revolver. If you are still conscious, Mr. Mousse, you should know that its power is not much worse than the blue silver bullet, right? This power is a threat to the scaly surgery project, let alone Your hardened skin.”

As he stood up, Mousse's breathing began to slow down from rapidity. Lidion didn't know what Mousse was breathing. Her lungs were broken and she must not be able to breathe. I'm afraid it's mostly psychological. Breathing means being alive.

"The enemy's marksmanship is very powerful. The impact points of the six bullets are almost at the same position. So Mr. Mouss, even if your skin is successfully hardened, you can't defend yourself. It penetrated horizontally from your left chest and destroyed the skin in your body." Most of the organs and even the spine are probably cracked... If you get up with me, maybe..." Lidian still wanted to say what he saw, but after noticing that Mousse had no breath, he closed his eyes. On the mouth.

"The enemy can't escape, Mr. Mousse." There was a sigh in the words. Lidion could not say that he would be emotionally disturbed by Mousse's death, but as an elite member of the family who was not much different from himself, to die here like this, It gave him a sense of absurdity.

This is not the ending that people like them deserve! Lidion said in his heart, turning around to pursue Agnes and the others. Mousse's body remained in place, her broken heart no longer beating, soaked in blood and gradually getting colder.