Steel steam and flame

The sound took a while, but the five blue-silver bullets had instantly drawn out bright trajectory lines, stirring up the dark red smoke to form a horizontal tornado, scattering around the figure of Vaspia who remained in place. Taking care of every position, Vaspia immediately opened the bioelectric induction field.

A bullet was only about ten centimeters away from him, and the sharp wind was blocked. The bullet was also heated to a blazing white state by the induction force field in a very short period of time, and then began to evaporate.

After walking a distance of less than one meter around Vaspia, until the bullet left the induction field, only an alloy fragment that could not stabilize itself was left, and then exploded, losing all its power.

At the same time, in the perception of Vaspia, who dodged the attack and immediately rushed forward, Cassia crossed the small distance between him and Serbol, walked to the side, and was slashing the dagger downwards.

"What happened..." A bad premonition and an intuition of danger came together. He stopped his galloping body and moved parallel to Serbol's position. "Kebro, Moses Tels!" The voice said with The perception alerted the two people who were about to move along the river bank. They immediately understood, separated instantly, and approached Serbol's location from different directions and angles.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..." Although there was a slight time difference between the dozens of explosions, they were completely continuous and exploded at this time. The impact and heat wave generated were several times larger than before. The bright red explosion light penetrated the smoke and illuminated the entire surrounding area, as well as the faces of the three Kebros. The explosion caused the ground to vibrate, which was immediately transmitted to them, and every dull knocking sound hit their heads.

The three of them had to slow down a bit to face the shock wave of dozens of pieces of imitation solid red mercury hitting their bodies in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on?" Mostels made the bulging muscles all over his body show a mixture of red and blue fluorescent colors, and the surrounding smoke continued to produce tiny explosions due to the irregular arcs. After the impact, his speed had become very low. Unwilling to move forward, his sight, hearing, smell and "perception" as real eyes all lost their function in the environment after the serial explosion of imitation red mercury bombs. This feeling of not being able to "see" anything made him become Extremely cautious.

"Serbol! Don't use this kind of thing again!" He kept changing his position, "If we had known about this kind of thing earlier, the current situation would not have happened!"

Just like before, there was still no response. At this moment, the three of them acted completely according to the simulated map that they had explored in advance. In the unfolding perception, a piece of black was discovered, and a larger piece of black appeared again. They are all close to this area, but no one is willing to take the initiative to step in, even if they are a few meters away, they have never thought about it.

"Fifteen seconds." Kebro said with a little irritation, "There is no sign of entering the fourth stage. There is a high probability that Sebol and the enemy are still in the temporary blind spot. Be patient..."

"The target's condition is not good." Vaspia continued, and the perception image of the previous moment was recalled and analyzed thousands of times. "I just detected him. His clothes were torn. Except for his chest, neck and head, there were no other parts of his body. His skin doesn’t seem to be in very good condition, it was affected by the explosion and has cracks and scorch marks.”

"The reason why Sebol was found shows that the explosion of scales is a huge threat in his eyes." After speaking, Vaspia's eyes seemed to have illusions for several moments - the enemy was standing next to Sebor, half raising his hand. Short sword, head tilted - the enemy must be looking at him... as if waiting for some signal to come.

Am I waiting for the moment when my perception covers him and I observe him? The more he imagined it, the more he felt frightened by the abnormality with no specific reason. The enemy could detect my perception. He would not choose the next move until he was sure that I had seen him. Was he waiting for me?

,,,Waiting for my perception to observe him...

Vaspia immediately emptied this thought from his head, but after having a little impression, this thought took root in his head. As he emptied it, more appeared first.

His steps unconsciously slowed down a lot, and he felt scared. He continued to expand his perception, and the interference from the explosion further weakened. The number of layers quickly increased by two, and the mental fatigue became more and more obvious, but it was still within a controllable range.

At this moment, the three people have formed a triangle formation to surround the irregular dark area of ​​perception in the center, waiting for time to pass.

At the same time, Serbol, who was within the scope of the explosion, was lying on the edge of a molten material. He had lost his entire left arm and could only stand on three limbs. The muscles are still bulging, providing huge power for instant movement, while less than half of the remaining oval scales are almost completely erected, leaving only important parts such as the back vest, neck and head to fit tightly to provide a layer of protection.

The wound started from the broken arm, stretching from the left shoulder to the end of the spine at the waist. The bleeding had stopped long ago, and the wound was wrapped in horny bodies. The new scales have regrown at this time, but compared with the remaining scales, they only have the functions of mimicry and hardness. It will take some time to become an exploding imitation solid red mercury bomb.

With tremendous pressure building up on his body, Serbol wanted to make a sound and inform the other three of his location, hoping to receive cover and assistance. It's a pity that he can't do this. He knows that he must have died before the protection and attack of Kebro and others come.

Reduce your presence as much as possible and suppress all movement in your body. Serbol told himself that he needed reason and calmness, only in this way could he save himself. But when he thought that after the interference caused by the explosion disappeared, the enemy could be observed, and he could also be observed, his thoughts could no longer reach a state of near-stop.

"There are still eleven seconds..." Serbol couldn't help but remind himself that time was flowing and the enemy was also trapped in this dark perception area.

"Nine seconds."

"Seven seconds."

The time was approaching, calmness and sanity finally returned, and Serbol could feel the pressure lessening.

"Five seconds..." Sebol still maintained his stillness.

"Three seconds!"

"Two seconds!"

Still keeping his body intact, even if he lost his left arm, Serbol knew that the huge power stored in his legs alone was enough to accelerate to more than 100 meters per second in an instant. It only takes less than two seconds to create a safe distance.

"one second!"

Sebol waited for the final passage of time. When the voice told him that the time had arrived, without any hesitation, the huge power stored in his legs and right arm was instantly activated. The ground sunk with a muffled sound, and the soil sprayed behind him like a wave.

"The same situation happened not long ago, so why are we still doing this dangerous move now? It is really not a good habit to leave your feet off the building or the ground and let yourself hang in the air for a longer period of time. And this kind of rapid running is also It is included in the category of bad habits. Because it will be slower than usual and more difficult to change direction.”

"It's entirely possible to run in sections, but you really can't do that, Mr. Serbol."

"Anyway, you definitely won't be able to hear it..."

The substantial white flame emits a dazzling white light, blooming in sync with Serbol's movements. Under extremely high temperatures, the air expanded and exploded, cutting off the flowing water and splitting the shrouded smoke in two.