Steel steam and flame

Ahead, Agnes and others were nearly 300 meters away, and Lidian could only barely feel them moving through his own perception network. His clothes had been torn by the exoskeleton, and the pale white color of his body made him look like a white corpse floating on the surface of an unknown lake that had been soaked for a long time.

Lidion's appearance is somewhat different from the ordinary full-skeletal coverage surgical development project. His body size has increased by nearly one-half. The layer of white bones is shaped like his other clothes, and there is no obvious transition pattern at the joints. The sight and texture tend to be soft, like a fluffy white winter cotton jacket, which does not restrict his flexibility too much.

Taking a deep breath gave me the visual feeling of a vacuum jar breaking and air being forced in. When the breath was exchanged and a long breath was expelled, a muffled sound came from the ground. A shallow depression was left on the spot, and Lidion was already more than ten meters away in the next moment, even faster than Agnes and the others ahead.

The wind howled, and Lidion took the time to close the distance between himself and the five people in front of him. He pulled out the dagger hanging from his waist. A piece of pale white foam spread from his palm like a rapidly multiplying mold colony, covering the entire hilt and firmly fixed on his hand.

"It takes six more breaths to catch up." The white shadow is like a gentle leaf drifting in the rapids. It simply and smoothly avoids all the sharp rocks and obstacles in the current and moves forward smoothly.

"Why is the target not Mavis?" The question came into Lidion's mind as he thought, "There is a possibility that when we jumped off the airship, the enemy only noticed Mousse and me, but not Mavis Agnes. In his field of vision. But Mavis is the target of the enemy. In this case, Mavis’ priority will be higher than ours anyway. And this kind of stealth attack method can often only be used in one environment. The only time it works is to leave it to Mavis, it’s better than using this opportunity to kill Mousse.”

"This possibility is absolutely incorrect. Among the four of us who jumped off the airship, Mavis was the only female. Don't have too obvious physical features. The enemy definitely noticed Mavis's position. But he did not target him. The character Miss Mavis is the first candidate to be eliminated, but she chose Mousse... is she trying to lead us into a trap in another place?" Lidion first rejected his idea, "Could it be that the other party Are you overconfident in yourself, thinking that even if you don’t kill Miss Mavis in the first place, you will still have the opportunity to clean her up later? But this leads to the previous problem - even if Miss Mavis is excluded, Mousse is still with us. Among the four, no matter how you think about it, their priority is at the bottom. Miss Mavis is first, Agnes, a knight's squire, is second, and Mousse and I are tied for third... "

"There is definitely a reason for this. Otherwise, the enemy would only need to turn their guns towards Miss Mavis, and then they would only need to think about how to escape safely. But the enemy did not think about it at all... Maybe the problem lies with Mousse, because Mousse knows some,,,"

The roar interrupted Lidion's thinking. When his attention returned to his surroundings, a shadow with heavy vines crashed towards him. His hands were subconsciously placed in front of him. Under the huge impact, Lidion firmly caught the shadow and moved sideways to avoid several trees that fell down immediately.

"Thank you..." With a heavy breath, Augustus from the Three Primary Color Group stood up and tore off the vines wrapped around his body. His figure was relatively thin, but at this moment his muscles were exposed and bulging, making his figure even larger than that of Lidion. "Mr. Lidian, be careful when you pass by." Augustus pulled himself out of the vines The weapon was a metal piece like a telescopic baton, with a black mark etched by high temperature on it.

He noticed the temperature image of the enemy. The heat of the pneumatic sword was like a sun in temperature perception, so it was impossible not to notice it. High speed and flexibility coexist. Compared with Agnes and others, the opponent's evasive movement at this moment is more like completing it in an open area, as if there are no trees or vines in his eyes.

The two of them rushed forward. Augustus said the enemy's message, "The power in that body is greater than you and me. You have already seen his flexibility in your perception, but you must pay attention to his instantaneous power. Explosion. You have seen my situation just now. Even if we can compete with him with our strength, the opponent's control and use of power are much more refined than mine. The most important point is that his instantaneous explosion of power is not at all You need to accumulate strength, and the power of a seemingly ordinary sword may exceed your expectations."

As they spoke, the two of them were only a hundred meters apart. The four people in front, Agnes and others, were forming a team of two, maintaining an arc formation while attacking alternately.

"Ding..." The two of them had just arrived, and a trill attracted their attention. Through the gently undulating trees, the red-hot blade of the pneumatic sword flew out along with a piece of fine gears, and was inserted upside down into the root of a tree, causing crackling flames.

At this moment, Lidion was able to barely capture the appearance of the enemy in his field of vision. He has a normal and strong adult figure, with muscles that are also bulging like steel, but his appearance is more acceptable than the "bulging" like Augustus. There is an alloy mask on his face, gray-white, with only his eyes exposed. The bright red cross pupil was clearly visible, and it was only captured for a short moment, which made Lidian understand why the dangerous feeling just now made him almost unable to suppress his body's instinctive reaction. This kind of red light is not something that the surgeon should have. It is correct to see it commonly seen in ferocious beasts.

"There are three more!" Saint Gerd, who was holding a long sword, retreated into the arc-shaped encirclement and shouted immediately. Mavis assisted in shooting, and every shot was extremely cautious. Every shot has an effect. At the enemy's speed, although none of the several shots have hit the enemy so far, each shot can indeed force the enemy back, forcing them to change direction and get closer to the center of the arc-shaped circle surrounded by four people. .

Lidion and August joined the battle at this time, and the rotation of attacks became three rounds. It is easy to understand the current purpose of Agnes and others. The three still intact pneumatic swords behind the enemy are the targets.

"Why don't we attack together?" Lidion asked at this time.

"Because it is an unknown quantity. In addition to strength and flexibility, the only thing we have now is excellent swordsmanship. Stealth can count, but this does not need to be considered in frontal combat. Other than that, we know nothing about it!" Augustus said in a deep voice. Lidian, who was standing next to him, saw the footprints on Augustus's lower back that dented the muscles. The dark red in the prints was slowly fading, "It's better to be cautious. We will definitely favorable!"

I didn't continue to ask, but I still had doubts in my heart. So far, Lidion is very clear that no one, including himself, has used their true power, and is only relying on everyone's strong basic strength to attack. This is the case on our side, and the enemy seems to be in the same situation. The two men's round of attacks, whether the enemy was defending or retreating while looking for opportunities to counterattack, seemed too relaxed. The retreat seemed to the enemy merely based on his belief that it was time to fall back a little further, so the enemy retreated a little. This was what Lidion saw after passing by. Agnes and the others' attacks did not put pressure on the enemy. At least for the enemy, the retreat was based on his own wishes, not from Agnes and others. Offensive pressure.

Lidion glanced back. The dense woods obscured the wreckage of the two airships, and he could no longer see the smoke and steam.

"We have probably advanced nearly seven hundred meters at this moment." Generating the data in his head, Lidian did not forget to observe the surroundings. They were all dense woods. Although the terrain had undulations, the trend was not big. It was a gentle slope going down the mountainside toward the sun. " There will probably still be dense woods for a few hundred meters, and the impact of blocked vision will only become more serious, and the effectiveness of firearms will not be very good. The enemy did this intentionally, and the route was calculated in advance. The problem with Kemusi has not been solved yet. Why did he use it on Mousse when he was hiding his only chance to attack?"

Ottos' voice came from beside him, and Lidion stopped thinking. While Isabel and Agnes in front retreated, the two of them charged forward directly, one on the left and the other on the right surrounding the shadows moving irregularly in front of them.

It took several breaths to keep up with the enemy's movements, and the auxiliary shooting from Mavis, Agnes and others helped them slowly find opportunities to attack. Lidion felt that the enemy's ability to control the battlefield was far superior to the six of them. He believes that this feeling is not only felt by him, but also by others. Agnes and others chose to alternate attacks cautiously, probably based on this feeling. In order to prevent the other party from figuring out their patterns at once, and by alternating, they can better collect the other party's intelligence.

This is an absolutely tricky one, who could it be? Lydian believed others were thinking the same thing. Because the information revealed by the other party is too little, it is difficult to judge.

The figures moving among the trees seemed to be irregular, but every time Mavis was about to shoot, she could use her and August's positions to prevent the firepower of the other four people from interweaving into a network and blocking the fire. Remove too much room for movement. More importantly, Lidion only felt that the enemy's perception was extremely sharp, and he could always detect it immediately after his actions, change his position at any time, and maintain the distance at a safe and responsive value.

Each attack took close to dozens of breaths, and Lidion instinctively felt that this was a bit long. With six people on his side, attacking together can put more pressure on the enemy and force him to reveal his flaws. But what August said was not wrong. Wanting to continue thinking, Ottos on the side suddenly rushed forward when gunshots rang out from behind.

Two dark red ballistic lines penetrated several tree trunks from the side, forcing the enemy to stop. August took this opportunity to walk to the enemy's side in a few steps. The long stick in his hand instantly lengthened under his swing, reaching a length of nearly three meters. He aimed at the enemy's waist and swept it directly. Lidion wanted to observe more at close range and obtain more information, so he had to follow August's footsteps. Twisting among the trees, he pushed forward, crossed more than ten meters in one step, and landed on the opposite side of August. His entire huge pale white body seemed to be pressed up. He punched with his left hand, and his right hand had already accumulated strength, ready to strike. The enemy reacts and follows up with the dagger's attack.

But at that moment, his instinct automatically produced countless danger signals throughout his body, as well as a sense of fear for the relatively thin enemy in front of him!

Without even having time to think, Lidion's cross pupil pattern once again opened up blood lines towards the golden pupils. At the same time, on the layer of pale exoskeleton, the mold-like foam instantly surged, trying to seize the time to form a layer on it. Thicker bone pad.

There was a faint feeling of dizziness in his head, and with his thoughts running at high speed, Lidian didn't understand why this was happening.

"The enemy's next target is me!" In an instant, Lidian thought of a terrible thing. The sound of breathing and the scenery in his field of vision became extremely slow again. August's stick was approaching the enemy's waist at a uniform speed, and the punch he was about to punch was also on its path.

But the movement of the enemy's body at this moment made him full of doubts. The enemy holding the sword in his left hand seems to be very clear about his and August's attacks, because he can see the enemy's response preparations in this decelerating world. As long as the time goes down, the pneumatic sword can accurately block it. With a long stick carrying great power, his punch will be firmly caught by the enemy with his right hand.

"What's wrong? This sense of danger... Why do I feel more and more that the enemy is waiting for me to catch up?" The timeliness of the perception speed increase is very limited. Lidian cut off his doubts at this time and turned to Observing other places, "You don't need sight to determine our two attacks? Your sight is completely observing Agnes and the others. There is a reasonable explanation for the ineffectiveness of Mavis and others' auxiliary attacks. Is this just relying on your own perception? Or is it? ,,,”

His thoughts stopped at this moment, and in his accelerated perception, danger signals filled his body in an instant, and a violent aura burst out from the enemy. Lidion then saw something that frightened him. Lidion himself also understood very well that it was not the things he saw that made him fear, but the things he associated with them that made him fear.

At this moment, countless things were stirring under the enemy's skin. Large sharp objects slowly broke through the skin and turned into pieces of black scales, covering the enemy from all over the body. At the same time, a tail covered with barbs, even in this slow world of self-perception, Lidion saw it extending out from the end of the enemy's tail vertebra one by one at a very fast speed.

The "buzzing" sound was like the final countdown of a time bomb, buzzing crazily in Lidion's head at this moment.

"Ka...,,xi,,ya!" Using all his strength, as if instinctively, the final result of his thoughts was forcing Lidion to forcefully compress his throat, and he was bound to yell out before time.