Steel steam and flame

"Digestion?" Ortona continued as he relaxed his tense body and observed the surrounding environment changed by the uranium radiation. His mental perception has penetrated the body of the captive species, and the pollution that is still multiplying in the dragon's body has an impact on perception, but it does not prevent him and Kingsley from being able to grasp the status of the polyhedral heart in real time.

"It would be more appropriate to call it fusion. The stomach bag of this polluted dragon will indeed become more corrosive and digestible due to pollution. But in order to melt the cutin membrane on the polyhedral heart, the strength needs to be increased by several levels. It's possible." The pollution dragon now lay on the ground again, its lightless gray-white pupils closed, and fell into a quiet sleep again.

Cassia jumped down and guided the frozen air energy to freeze the small area where the remaining warmth remained. At the same time, she began to sense and locate the location in the dense forest that had some radiation. He walked over one by one and took the initiative to remove and absorb the remaining radiation, making the environment normal, although the dead trees could only remain withered.

"Much like a parasitic coexistence relationship. Over the course of more than ten days of quiet brewing, the polyhedral heart will gradually grow nerve bundles and proliferative tissue, connecting with the pollution dragon itself and becoming a real part of the dragon. This step can be seen as It is a preparation for camouflage. After the two are connected, they will truly merge into one. If the stack pollution itself interferes with perception, using the perception of high-level surgeons as the standard, only by careful detection can we find that there are more in the dragon's body. Here’s a piece like this.”

"In a chaotic battlefield, it is more difficult to detect anomalies. It is almost impossible to detect them. According to the plan, during the time when the dragon flew to the center of the pollution node, various members who assisted in the plan They will launch attacks one after another, creating a chaotic battlefield. When the enemy's attention is on our high-level members, this giant dragon that blends into the polluted dragon species..."

Cassia compared her palms to a giant dragon, making the appearance of gliding in the sky. "It will flap its wings and fly in mid-air like other polluted dragons. It will attack and dodge attacks. But suddenly, for no reason, When an attack occurs, it will pretend to be injured and lower its height; or, depending on the actual situation on the battlefield, being 'killed and shot down' will also be a good option."

The palm of the hand was tilted downward at this time, with a shaky posture, "When the distance is enough, about three or four thousand meters, the dragon's injuries will suddenly disappear, and it will flap its wings again and rush straight towards the center of the pollution node. . Or, if it is 'killed and shot down', it will fall freely, and when it reaches a distance of about one or two kilometers, it will suddenly revive, flap its wings and rush straight to the center of the node."

After simulating a series of actions completely with the palm of his hand, Cassia clapped his hands at the end, "At the end, the dragon that attacks the center of the pollution node will plunge deeply into the ground, and then trigger the polyhedral heart, releasing what everyone has been waiting for under the heavy rain. A long-lasting light.”

Kingsley clapped along, "The script is interesting to listen to, and I believe the performance will definitely not disappoint."

Cassia responded with a grateful smile, "I will do my best."

"Yeah." Altona nodded beside him, "After the show, when the lights disappear, we run away under the heavy rain? Don't you stay and applaud for a while?"

"If you want to see the wreckage left on the stage, I believe no one will stop you and encourage you to go there. After all, what you see and feel will be important first-hand information. Afterwards, I will definitely Let Miss Hongmang give you a grand funeral, and the eulogy will be - although you have no brain, you have strong courage and dare to face the enemies of the sixth stage."

Kingsley looked at Altona and said, "I will supervise this matter. It must be solemn and everyone who can be called will be called over."

Altona was speechless, and Cassia smiled, "The assisting members will all be in relatively safe locations. The range informed by Mr. McGregor is the result of strict calculations by the Avalon Agency. It can ensure that it is not affected by the light." Under the premise, we will provide maximum assistance to the plan as much as possible.”

"In fact, after abnormal weather phenomena appear in the sky, you can evacuate directly. The visible range of the light will cover a very large area. With the help of the operator's vision, it is impossible to miss that period of time."

"Waiting quietly." Ortona took over the words at this time. After saying that, he turned around and went to sit on a tall ancient branch not far away.

"This will be the last quiet time. The deterrent of the light can only be temporary. The crisis of the Far Sea Commonwealth will be delayed further, rather than completely solved. Mr. Macquarie should emphasize this reminder." West Asia ended with solemn words.

He then jumped onto the pollution dragon, monitoring the dragon's situation while optimizing his connection with the dragon, trying to retain as many residual fragments of his own consciousness as possible. The last step of the plan, whether it is the performance of the dragon itself or the activation of the polyhedral heart, all need to be completed by him. In a chaotic battlefield environment, a stable long-range spiritual connection is the key point.

Ten minutes later, the jungle fell into complete silence. The heavy rain fell normally, and the breath of the three people gradually disappeared in the humid air, and the place returned to a more natural environment.

,,,,,,

Defoni stood on the barren mountain. After being soaked in the rain for a while, he took the elevator back to the factory inside the mountain.

The constant sounds of friction and collisions have mostly disappeared in the past few days as a large number of people have evacuated. Everything became quiet, except for the sound of continuous moving in the warehouse.

He dried off the rain all the way and walked back to his office along the corridor. When he opened the door, he saw someone sitting on the chair behind the desk, drinking from a wine glass. The sweet smell filled the entire spacious room.

"Mr. Grote." He bent down and greeted him respectfully.

"Peckins and McGree asked me to find an opportunity to come and see you, and let me convey the latest news on my behalf." Grote put down his glass and said to Defoni, "I have been looking for the opportunity for a long time. I finally came, but it’s been about ten days since they contacted me.”

"It's become very quiet here. Compared with the past few times I've been here, I'm a little uncomfortable with it. The 'bang bang' noise is more suitable here. You think so too, right?"

"I can only think about it." Defoni went to sit on the chair next to the desk.

"The situation is quite optimistic." Grote directly explained the results. "It can buy you more time and opportunities. The alliance will not give up on you easily."

"I don't think I have such value, although I do not want to die."

"No, you really don't have such value. What the Alliance doesn't want to let go of is the Mechanical Dragon Project." Grote said with a smile, "It's just that you happen to be the initiator of the plan, this is your value."