Steel steam and flame

As Cassia leaves here, the only thing that can stabilize this world is gone, and the progress of collapse has indeed accelerated a lot. The cracks in the sky and the ground continue to expand, an irreversible state with no room for salvation. Perhaps the wreckage of the battleship is the center of this world, and cracks are creeping up its rusty body at this moment. An invisible force tore it apart, large pieces of rust were shaken off, and the steel also let out a shrill scream.

But Cassia, who knew the result, would not care about this situation. The moment the password card came out of the slot, the reality of the spiritual world in his eyes instantly collapsed and was swallowed up by the wider darkness, leaving no fragments behind. Then a torrent of signals from the body's various senses of touch rushes into the mental body, and various external situations are instantly connected.

He had obviously stayed in the spiritual world for a long time, sitting down and chatting with the enemy easily and comfortably, but at the moment when the physical perception returned, this period of time was almost folded, and no impact was noticed at all, everything seemed natural. , not even an illusion.

Cassia really wants to savor this feeling, because it may be of great help to herself mentally. Just thinking about it afterwards...

Death is indeed painful. Cassia has had the experience of going to the hospital many times, and occasionally sees people in the ordinary world who have been completely shattered by illness. Cassia was deeply impressed by the aura of despair that wrapped around her body that even ordinary people could see. He said "Don't worry, it's not a big deal, don't be sad" and so on, but everyone knew from the eyes that had lost their light that this was just him seeking comfort in disguise.

Cassia once thought about what it would be like when she faced death, searched for answers in books, and searched for traces on her enemies. Now it seems that they are all in vain.

I just felt an incomparable pain in my heart, countless springs appeared in my head, and the vague memories in the past suddenly became clear. The details of some things all emerged clearly - this can be done here, maybe not that way there... there were too many, which made Cassia breathless.

What's left is regret, endless regret. Things that I didn't care much about before, I realized now that I really care about them. Things that I felt were dispensable in the past, now I feel that they should belong to me, absolutely, and cannot be given to others.

Emotions are like a real rainbow that has been merged and lost. It is black, inclusive of all, and does not distinguish between each other.

Cassia wanted to smile. Whether the scaly face could show a smile was not important in this expression. The muscles on her face seemed to have lost control, and they were twitching for a time, and she no longer had the mood to "smile".

The torrent of information was completely poured into the mental body, and after the thoughts that continued to run were processed, the first movement of Cassia's body was to sigh. Even though the spiral spear tip of the trident had pierced the scales and broken half of the skull on the forehead.

All the pressure on the body was shattered and disintegrated under the sigh. The translucent heart-shaped structure converted into uranium gold at the waist beat rapidly, causing Cassia's whole body to send out ripples that shook the air. The cracks on it expanded and large areas of blue fluorescent material escaped, but this only accelerated the consumption of uranium gold and was not worth worrying about.

The expanding liquid fire retracted the surface of Cassia's body, making it more solid. He saw the shock and anger in the eyes of the two enemies in front of him, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to such things. The left hand that had just pierced the enemy's heart held the trident on his forehead, and the other hand touched the second-generation holy sword on the tail of the thorn at the same time, and the horny body surrounding it disintegrated in advance.

Cassia followed some strange feeling, and the translucent heart structure at his waist was broken at this time, and a huge torrent used him as a conductor, pouring crazily towards the trident and the second-generation holy sword respectively. The similar strange patterns on the two imitation weapons were activated at the same time, and the streamer was generated, forming a self-contained cycle in the patterns.

Chilman frantically poured energy into it, trying to reverse it, but to no avail. In fact, he also knew that this state had nothing to do with energy, it was simply that he could not stimulate it.

Cassia did not deliberately control it, and solid light blue electric light bloomed on the trident's spiral spear tip, but they spattered backward along the trident body. The electric light no longer distorted, and it bloomed directly when it reached the end of the trident, completely enveloping Chilman without leaving any possibility of evasion.

Just a loud roar was heard, and the lightning drowned everything, and then the sound disappeared. When the lightning dissipated, there was nothing left there. Cassia took the trident off her forehead and inserted it into the ground. A faint ray of light shot towards the sky, no more than the thickness of a thumb, but it created an air tunnel with a diameter of several thousand meters, directly piercing the rain clouds completely, allowing bright light to fall down and illuminate the place.

At the same time, the second-generation holy sword slashed horizontally, and only the sword showed light. As the tip of the sword slides, everything within an arc with a radius of several kilometers is melted, and the force instantly turns the ground into molten material. It's like wiping away the accumulated dust on a blackboard. Whichever piece is wiped, that piece becomes Blooming with bright red light, radiating the heat of fire.

Hillary took a few steps away, but she could see that Chilman simply disappeared in front of her eyes. She stopped retreating, stood still, and looked at the holy sword sliding over without any movement. .

"Huh..." She breathed out, feeling relieved.

But in the end, the tip of the second-generation Holy Sword never really pointed. This is supposed to be the moment when the second hand, minute hand, and hour hand in a copper clock are integrated into one, pointing in a straight line at twelve o'clock. But the second-generation Holy Sword, which serves as the second hand, is stuck at the fifty-ninth second position and cannot move forward.

The lines on the second-generation holy sword and trident instantly lost all their brightness. The second-generation holy sword slipped from Cassia's hand and was inserted into the soil, leaving only the hilt.

The black scales on Cassia's body faded away, and there was no intact skin on Cassia's body, only bright red muscles. The terrifying aura on his body disappeared suddenly, and there was no trace left. This body is still active, and the skin grows at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually returning Cassia to her normal appearance.

But in those eyes that returned to black and white, there was only the reflection of the scene, the flickering light of the fire, and no trace of the breath of life.

"Your mission is completed." Cassia turned around, and the Thorny Tail completely disappeared at this time. He wanted to find a place to lean on, because the fatigue from the spirit was irresistible. There was a voice tempting him to sleep, telling him to just close his eyes and that he would be able to open them again soon.

Of course Cassia didn't believe it, because in his senses, the voice was distorted. It was definitely not his own voice, and there was no reason to trust it.

There were no ancient trees around, and the roots and stems that had been blown out were all reduced to ashes. The ground was uneven and wavy, and white smoke was rising everywhere. Cassia didn't know where she could lean against and take a break. In the end, he could only walk one step further, put his back against the trident inserted into the ground, and then slowly slid down, sitting on the hot scorched earth.

"Why did you leave me?" Hilary asked, her voice appearing to be mechanically synthesized.

Cassia didn't reply, and her mind dropped at this moment. No sound can be heard, and the touch of the body has disappeared without knowing when. In this rare moment of absolute quiet, Cassia thought that she finally had a chance to sort out the memories that somehow became clear but seemed chaotic.

Cassia saw her sister Lilia, nestled in the quilt, only her head and a hand holding a pen were exposed, scribbling on a picture book. There are three little people, one is slightly bigger and two are slightly smaller. Those three faces are just a simple circle, not very round, without any features at all. Inside the three circles are simple strokes representing a smiley face.

As soon as the scene changed, the graffiti that could not be seen as drawing was not finished, and Lilia had already fallen asleep.

"How long has this been?" There is no answer, Cassia can't remember, and even the fact that his mother and Lilia have not been found by him has already been forgotten at this moment.

I saw again the familiar streets of that small town, as well as the roofs covered with a layer of dust for most of the year and the lifeless trees on the roadside.

The noisy sounds around made Cassia tilt her head. When the sound reached his ears, Cassia realized that this was the waiting room of a station, with all kinds of hurried pedestrians in front of it. On the side, Kara looked at herself. For some reason, Cassia couldn't hear what Kara was saying, but just looked at the smile on her face, but she felt her heart beating loudly and seemed very nervous. Then he thought of Kara's pink underwear hanging to dry in the corridor, and a pain came from his heart.

Cassia wanted to speak, but Kara had already stood up, holding the luggage with one hand and swinging it with the other. Cassia finally understood Kara's words, which were saying "goodbye". Not sure why Kara left, Cassia stood up quickly and wanted to ask, but Kara in front of her disappeared in an instant, and the bright light around her turned into a dark night. A snow-white face appeared in front of her with a warm smile, but how could she see it? They all look like clowns.

Cassia suddenly realized that this was Leigh. He knew that Leigh also knew Kara, but when he was about to ask, Leigh turned around and left, disappearing into the dark night.

Cassia didn't know what was happening, but there was a flash of light that was dazzling. Someone tapped him on the shoulder, and he turned his head. Next to him, Iyeta, wearing a pink cat headdress, looked at him with confusion, as if asking him if he heard what she said clearly. Just when he was about to explain that there seemed to be something wrong with his hearing, a sound really reached his ears.

"Captain?" It was Delya. Cassia looked towards the direction where the voice came from - at a round table, Delya, Hessler, and Waters were discussing something in front of a map, and she Sitting next to the wall, spinning the drum of the revolver in a somewhat bored manner.

Cassia tilted her head and was startled for a moment. Just when she thought she heard wrongly, there was a "clang, clang, clang, clang" sound from around her. The light dimmed again.

"Mr. Cassia." The warm voice drowned out the "clang". He put on his hat in front of Cassia and went to another carriage. Cassia was confused, but felt a little tired, so she sat on the window seat. Someone was saying "Thank you" on the side. Cassia looked over and saw Lina's tired face facing her.

Cassia seemed to know that she couldn't speak, so she wanted to wave her hand to say no. Although he didn't know why Lina wanted to thank him. After exhaling a breath, Cassia looked out the window and saw that the train... it should be a limo had stopped.

Selmer on the side opened the door and got out of the car, and Cassia followed him, becoming as dull and silent as him. Atuohuan finally squeezed out of the driver's seat and looked relaxed: "We're here, wait here..."

"Dong...,,dong..." Cassia felt her calm heart beating violently again, just like the sound of kicking the door, it brought pain. At this moment, Cassia realized that he was in a room wrapped in steel. As if instinctively, he stood up and opened the door.

Smelling the delicious perfume, Ye Jielin leaned against the railing of the corridor and wiped her wet reddish hair with a towel: "Go to the canteen and get water by the way."

"Yeah." Cassia responded naturally. He turned around, and a burst of gunfire suddenly shook his ears, causing a "buzzing" sound in his ears.

"Noer!" Cassia blurted out at this time, but there was a tired doubt behind her.

"elder brother?"