Steel steam and flame

Several people responded at the same time. For them, this was the last step and no mistakes could be made. A dying counterattack is usually extremely violent, because one no longer has to worry about one's own life, and one's only focus is on how to kill the opponent. In their eyes, let alone enemies like Cassia who already have too much unknown information.

The arc circle expanded again. Agnes and the others found their positions, transmitted signals to each other in code words, and fired pistols together. A sound finally came from the silent mountains, echoing far and wide in the valley. Immediately afterwards, trees collapsed one after another as bullets penetrated the trunks, raising ashes falling from the leaves.

Agnes and the others did not feel any tension or anxiety on Cassia's body. Several rounds of shooting were all dodged. The only effect was that some bullets flew past Cassia's body, causing the charred shell to stick to his body. Or the dark red muscle is slightly torn. They know that with Cassia's current injury, this kind of injury is dispensable, and a little more is not a bad idea, because it will neither affect his current state nor make the injury worse.

"Why is this happening?" Agnes and Saint Gerd both had the same question in their heads. The opponent can still predict their shooting and avoid the path of the bullet. Although they are surprised that Cassia can do this in his current state, they are not surprised at all.

What's surprising is why Cassia doesn't feel panic or urgency. He has always maintained his composure and will not let any flaws appear due to the reversal of the situation and the difficult situation. This is what Agnes and the others find difficult to accept at the moment.

The next few rounds of shooting added several more blood stains to Cassia's already severely burned body. There was no blood to flow, and the wound was just bright red flesh, with no trace of thick light cyan blood. I don’t know whether it was because the consumption was too huge, or because I realized in advance where the wound would appear, so I compressed all the blood vessels there in advance.

"The current situation is definitely not good news!" Augustus replaced the magazine, "Originally, the airship was shot down and fell to the ground. The five of us did not have many bullets, so we could barely do it. Keep firing for a few more rounds. Now the pistol's carrying capacity for blue and silver bullets is probably about to reach its limit. I just don't know if there are not enough bullets or if the pistol can't bear it first."

"In addition, I don't know if you have noticed it. We seem to have a huge advantage now and can rush over and get Cassia's life at any time. Is the actual situation really what we think? There are still many gaps between ideas and reality, right? Yes, he was seriously injured. He had seen the power of the red mercury bomb, and he would definitely not be able to escape. But as Cassia, we really have to admire his tenacious vitality. In fact, it is us who are becoming nervous and anxious now. , I hope you will think about it carefully. If you look carefully at Cassia, does it look like she is being forced into a desperate situation?" August believes that he is doing something extremely ridiculous now, in many ways. Perhaps it was because of Cassia's reputation in the empire, but there was nothing to be done about it, because the knight squire assessment confirmed that he could indeed match this reputation. Cassia, a hundred meters away, looked like she had crawled out of the crematorium, standing there but still intimidating.

Spiritual manifestation, Augustus said to himself. The other person is too calm, which inevitably makes him think a lot randomly. The other party probably knows this too - in this state, no flaws can be revealed, especially emotions and spirit. August comforted himself, but the effect was not ideal.

"Cassia must have guessed what we are thinking. That is why he can be as unscrupulous as he is now. No one dares to rush forward at this time. He is confident that he will take away one of us before he dies. And the point is, We are sure that he can do this. In fact, can he really do it now?" For a moment, Saint Gede returned to his original work, the various enlightenment and hint knowledge learned during the Holy Angel era.

"What August said is right, we are the ones who are worried now." Saint Gerd added, he has been observing Cassia, "You have definitely discovered this, but no one is willing to say it. Only two or three minutes have passed. , compared with Cassia a few minutes ago, both the state and spirit of Cassia have changed a lot. Although he is trying his best to hide his resilience, he still needs to be more diligent if he wants to deceive our feelings. Just a little will do.”

The flesh on Cassia's left arm that seemed to be missing due to corrosion has not recovered, but now the white bones can no longer be seen, and a new thin layer of muscle has climbed up and covered it. The shell of burnt black flesh was indeed attached to his body. After careful observation, it was not difficult to find signs of new skin growing.

"His condition was really bad when we came here. But remember one thing clearly. It was a few minutes ago. I have bad news, but of course this is speculation. Solid red mercury, everyone Are you familiar with them? August, I don’t know, but each of us has at least one..."

"Ye Jielin's quota was obtained by Cassia with the help of Cassia. Cassia also hunted at least one ferocious creature. I think there was at least one piece of solid red mercury in its body. There is also some doubts about the solid red mercury. The utilization rate is definitely better than ours." In a deep voice, Isabel picked up what Saint Gerd said. She, Agnes and others understood what Saint Gerd wanted to express. At this moment, Cassia was probably using their own psychology to delay recovery for themselves. With the presence of solid red mercury, even if it is not enough to support it materially, it will definitely not be lacking in terms of energy.

While talking, there was a crisp sound coming from the front. A little finger-thick piece of burnt black shell that had foamed under high temperature fell off from Cassia's abdomen, and the new skin was still bright red, soft and delicate. The skin then quickly faded away from its new color, turning into a blood-red white color.

At this time, Cassia began to walk slowly and vigilantly within a range of only a few meters. In his already cold and indifferent eyes, there was a little more light in the tiredness.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but Agnes and others felt the gradually increasing aura in their eyes.

"The last round of shooting, after the bullets are fired, the time must be accelerated. There are too many things we don't know about Cassia's intelligence. I'm afraid that if the delay continues, what August and Saint Gerd are worried about will happen before our eyes. ." In the end, Agnes came out and made a concluding speech, "There is no need for me to remind you here, everyone should be careful."

After confirming the number of bullets and the stability of the firearm, the five people changed their positions and moved forward by tens of meters. The gunfire stopped and Agnes and the others slowly moved forward while shooting. The situation was as expected and expected, because if it were them, even the blue and silver bullets, at such a distance, the surgeons in the top ranks of the third stage could dodge. This is included in daily training, but the bullets used are not lethal. If they want to rely on firearms to hit, Cassia has already given them a demonstration - an unexpected attack, otherwise the body will react instinctively the moment the keen sense detects it.

However, the new skin on Cassia's abdomen was torn open by the wind brought by the bullet, revealing a piece of bright red muscle. Those charred necrotic flesh and blood shells were partially separated again. In the eyes of Agnes and the others, the situation was indeed developing in the direction they were worried about.

The only thing unclear is how well Cassia is recovering now. The light and aura in his eyes became stronger and stronger. More than a minute later, with the sound of the last blast of gunfire, Agnes let out an angry roar, and black scales quickly covered his body. When Augustus rushed out a few meters away, his body instantly expanded, and then became even thinner as if he was deflated. This time, his wheat-colored skin became fairer. If you look carefully, you can see that a layer of light gray covers his body.

Saint Gerd was at the edge of the arc-shaped encirclement. When he was about to use up his bullets, the proliferative tissue in his body had already been activated. Running away is his full state. At the other edge of the arc circle, there was another gray-blue dagger in Isabel's hand. There were regular vertical rows of small holes on the blade and the sword. The small holes were connected to her right hand through an internal channel. A layer of keratin is secreted from his right hand, covering the hilt of the sword so that it appears to be one with the palm. Mavis, who was already silver-gray, was still behind the four, but her speed was not inferior to the four.

The air was suddenly no longer quiet. Running stirred up the airflow, and Saint Gede and the others made dents in the ground with every step they took. There was a crackling sound all around Mavis, her hands on her waist, ready to connect to the radiator at any moment.

Only a hundred meters away, in the blink of an eye, Agnes and the others really felt the distance between them and Cassia getting closer. It was also at this moment that Cassia's aura suddenly disintegrated, and she turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

"Chase!" Before Agnes could roar, the others were already forcing themselves to increase their speed. Cassia's speed is not fast. Compared with before, it is much slower.

"His limit is to avoid shooting." Saint Gede roared with certainty in his words. The air was squeezed to both sides in front of him, and each step covered a distance of several meters. With his explosive power and extremely tough body, he reached the front in just two or three steps. The long sword unfolded again, buzzing.

In less than a breath, Saint Gerd was behind Cassia. He stepped on the ground with all his strength, and while moving his body forward, he turned around with the broad-edged sword and slashed horizontally at Cassia's back.

"Boom..." Sparks from the canopy instantly flew away, and Cassia flew out nearly ten meters away. After rolling a few times, she hit a tree and barely stood up. However, she spat out a large mouthful of thick blood, which was instantly ablated. ground. A small patch of black scales on its back blocked the attack. Not daring to stay where he was, Cassia stood up and continued to retreat.

"Catch up!" Several people suddenly gained strength. Saint Gerd disappeared from the place, and together with Agnes and the others, they turned into flowing shadows, shuttling between the trees.

"Boom!" St. Gerd, who was dozens of meters away, went to the sky behind Cassia, predicted where Cassia would go next, and slashed vertically with all his strength from the air.

Cassia was frozen in place, her feet sinking into the ground, and the spread of force pressed pits around her. There were new scales flying off its shoulders. When he tilted his shoulders to remove the broad-edged long sword, the air exploded immediately. The downward air flow rolled up the dead leaves, and a long stick fell diagonally from the sky. Cassia's left hand, which had only one side covered with scales, angled to block and push away the long stick, but the new flesh and blood on the wound on her left hand tore open, revealing the whiteness of the bones. The huge force shook Cassia's whole body, and the ground swallowed him up to his waist, making him seem to be shorter for an instant.

At this time, no one needed to remind him. Saint Gerd, who fell from the air, touched the ground and went to Cassia's side. While making room for Agnes and Isabel, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, stood firm and lifted it up. Long sword, ready for the next powerful slash.

At the same time, Augustus raised his long stick and pressed it on Cassia's shoulders again, preventing him from pulling his feet out of the soil. Agnes and Isabel arrived at this time, each taking a position, and a sword shadow instantly enveloped Cassia. The sparks of the canopy were like flames, suddenly surrounding Cassia.

"Neck!" Saint Gerd roared, the power of his hands suddenly exploded, and the next slash was already coming.

"Buzz!"

A fine vibrato, as if coming from the depths of everyone's spirit, suddenly sounded in the mind. At this moment, all sounds seemed to disappear, leaving only this eardrum-shaking buzzing sound.

Saint Gede had a misunderstanding for a moment, as if he heard the last trembling sound of the ancient bronze bell in the church after it was rung at twelve o'clock every day.

He felt that his strength disappeared all of a sudden. It was not the strength of the arm itself, but a weird illusion of weightlessness and unsteadiness like when falling from a high altitude or drowning as a child. He felt that he had lost contact with the ground for an instant, and the power he wanted to exert had no support and immediately dissipated.

Subconsciously, he knew something was wrong. When Saint Gede thought about it, he realized that there was no problem in his sight. Because he saw Cassia moving. Then, he suddenly understood that it was not Cassia who moved, but because the power he wielded the sword was too great. At this moment, he was like a sphere rotating around the center of the circle. After the pulling line was broken, he moved in one direction. Fly out.

His vision immediately adjusted. Saint Gerd looked at Cassia. A pair of feet neatly cut off from the knees were still standing upright next to him. The cuts were as smooth as mirrors that could not reflect the scenery. From the other corner of his sight, a tail with its barbs fully spread broke through the soil and wrapped around Agnes's right foot.

Then a black light flashed in his sight again, a "ding" sound was heard, and a dagger flew away. Saint Gerd failed to capture the movement of Cassia's arm, let alone the trajectory of the black sword blade. The next moment, Isabel also fell in one direction.

"What is going on?" Danger signals appeared from Saint Gerd's body at this time.

Saint Gerd wanted to shout out, but Augustus shouted out what he wanted to say before he could.

"run!"

There was no hesitation, even body movements preceded his own thinking. August and Mavis didn't even look at each other, but they sprinted in the opposite direction with all their strength in unison.

A black shadow ejected directly from the ground. Agnes separated from the black shadow and plummeted to the ground, creating a large crater. A black sword fell down like lightning and plunged directly into Agnes's chest, leaving only the hilt.

The black shadow disappeared as soon as it hit the ground, and the air made a roaring sound. When the shadow solidified again, it was August who was flying back and smashed a big tree. August flipped in the air, turned around with his feet touching the ground, and punched the fist approaching him from behind with all his strength. The air exploded as its two fists came into contact, creating a spreading wind. At the same time, a tail waited for a long time, penetrated from Augustus's back vest, the barbs spread out, and when it was pulled back, it destroyed all the surrounding organs.