Steel steam and flame

Hot air leaked from Cassia's chest, and she couldn't breathe for a while. This feeling was far more uncomfortable than suffocation. There was only a slight whinny of pain in the throat. The voice told Cassia the location of the enemy, and the cold breath transmitted from his right leg made his eyes focus again. Although the ghost of the scenery did not disappear, his visual intuition seemed to have returned. As long as there is a little more rest time, it seems that he can recover by relying on the energy on the hexagonal prism.

There is nothing worse than the current situation. Cassia seems to be accustomed to this feeling of being close to death and is tired of it. Coming from deep spiritual thoughts, this feeling only makes me become more and more distorted and no longer regards my life as an important thing. What I can provide has become very little. The fewer such experiences and feelings the better in the future, Cassia felt.

The rapid thinking in a short moment reminded Cassia of a person he had not seen for a long time, so that his appearance was gradually distorted in his memory. I had decided to get closer to her before, there was so much to learn, and the contact time was less than a month, but as the first teacher in a sense from a small town, I told Cassia with practical actions and preparations, When it comes to dealing with one's own life, how many ways are there and how much work needs to be done. Cassia thinks that she is not a qualified student now.

The mouth opened and spit out a large mouthful of blood, with steaming heat. Cassia did not turn his head, his body condition did not allow him to do so. There was only a soft sound like the window paper was being pierced, and a tail suddenly emerged from the spine. When the enemy wanted to draw out the pneumatic sword and stab himself again, it slapped the enemy.

Due to lack of strength, Cassia herself felt the weakness coming from the increasingly flexible tail. But it still left a bloody, vague scar on the enemy's body.

"Is this all you have left now?" The voice showed no surprise, but was full of pleasant ridicule, "Or, from the beginning, you never noticed me hiding aside?"

Remaining kneeling on the ground, with his head drooping, Cassia moved his eyes away from Theodore's body lying in front of him, and looked at the enemy who was pulled away by a tail from the corner of his eye.

The voice did have a sense of familiarity, as did the face that was stained with black rain and even slightly eroded. The skin is incomplete, and almost the whole body is covered with wounds and bruises left after being hit by heavy objects. After just a few words, the enemy began to gasp. After surviving the shock wave, his situation was not very easy.

A few seconds later, Cassia remembered that she had met him in the Mesalia area. From a high building, I looked down at the people captured during the encirclement and evacuation. There was a captain in the same team as Milton, but I couldn't remember his name. The collection of information was not perfect to this extent.

It must have been attracted by those dozen signal bombs. In the previous battle, there was no spare energy to pay more attention to the surroundings, and now, there is no spare energy to observe the surroundings. After waking up from the second dream, the body seems to have the ability to absorb the energy in the hexagonal prism, but the conversion speed is not impressive. The high-energy fats have been consumed, and the blood along with it feels like it has been drained cleanly. Replenishing it like fine water will take time to make up for the deficiency.

"We need to delay time." Cassia understood the current situation, and the cold energy made it impossible to heat up the head. He controlled his tail to pull out the pneumatic sword stuck in his chest, and with a final wave of his tail, he threw it into the lava that was slowly rising not far in front of him. Then, like a lazy cat, Cassia shook her tail in mid-air. After a few seconds, her tail fell down with insufficient strength and lay completely still on the ground.

"Is there something wrong with your eyes, or do you think that because you killed Theodore, one of the commanders in chief of this operation, that I have no head? Do you think I will believe this kind of trick?" Lei Sa stood aside and didn't move. He didn't get closer. He said now, but it was more like he was watching a joke, "You get your strength from this thing, right?"

Resa shook the half hexagonal prism in his hand, looked at Cassia's right foot, and asked as if he knew the answer: "We all thought you relied on potions to enter the scaly state for a short time, but we all guessed wrong. Yes. Miraculous things are indeed beyond our knowledge." He touched the extracted wound, and the pain on his face turned into a smile.

"When we came here to explore this place, we were very surprised. How did you stay in the 'germ' for so long and still survive intact without any bad symptoms. Now we seem to understand, relying on This kind of thing triggers the scaly state. Presumably the body has already developed resistance due to the effects of scaly transformation. It is really an amazing thing, it can do almost unlimited..."

"Wow..." Before he could finish his words, Resa bent down and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. Cassia was able to see clearly at this moment that behind the enemy was a piece of charred skin. There is a faint, shallow depression there, which was probably hit by the hot rocks that fell after the volcanic eruption in the short time after the impact.

His stained face looked pale. Resa gritted his teeth and stood up straight, not ready to continue what he had finished. In Cassia's peripheral vision, Resa pointed the sharp end of the hexagonal prism at his leg and inserted it.

"Everything you own will become mine later!" Confessing his long-repressed feelings to Cassia, Resa took a few deep breaths, as if she wanted to deeply experience the feeling of power coming up. Eyes narrowed slightly.

Not knowing what to say, Cassia shook her head slightly. The things you are trying to get rid of seem to be rare and precious items in the eyes of others.

A layer of scales began to spread from Resa's leg at this time, and the pain hit at the same time. The charred flesh and skin were pushed away by the scales, and the wound was simply healed, and then covered with a layer of slightly soft gray scales. .

"Hey...now, we have become the same." Finally, his face with ecstasy was covered with scales, Reza exhaled hot breath, and his body felt so comfortable that he moaned. The scales continued to grow darker and smoother. While looking at his cuticle-covered hands, he walked towards Cassia, but failed to notice the footprints left behind him that dyed the ground red and green. The pain and the instinctive danger in his body disappeared under the transformation, and he now felt the comfort of the surge of strength.

It suddenly fell down in the middle, splashing a large amount of mud.

"Ha--" He only made a half-breathing sound. Resa didn't struggle even once, and lay down completely motionless. Only those eyes turned a little at the end, with confusion, and saw Cassia's indifferent eyes.

Closing her eyes, Cassia didn't feel anything about the death of the enemy behind her. After all, she didn't know him. Silently relying on the energy in the hexagonal prism to slowly recover, he didn't know how long it took before a buzzing sound woke him up from his quiet rest.

The source of the sound came from the sky covered in volcanic ash, and it was an airship coming from the ruins of the town. The surrounding gray fog became thicker, and the dust sprayed into the air was falling one after another.

Beside him, the slender pneumatic sword returned to its original gray-white color. It's probably been an hour or two, Cassia judged.

"Have the remaining enemies arrived?" He asked with a definite tone. His body recovered a little strength, but it still couldn't do anything to remedy the injuries on his body. Rather than saying that he has recovered a little now, it is better to say that the injury has maintained a balance due to the chain failure of the organs, neither up nor down. The scales have long since disappeared, and no part of the body is intact. He looked behind him. Most of the enemy's body was entangled in proliferating dragon tissue, and the head was almost completely wrapped in muscles and nerve bundles that were beginning to dissolve. But he still couldn't save the body infected by the "germ".

"The physique and foundation are different." Cassia said this in her mind. He glanced at the sky at this time. The airship was still some distance away from here, and it would take time to search here. No longer thinking about other consequences, Cassia bit her two palms decisively, took out the red mercury bomb inside, and hid it on the body of Theodore whose skin had dissolved to only a thin layer in front of her. in the organs.

Putting the starter on the ground, Cassia offered his body, biting a corner of his clothes and dragged Resa's body to his previous position, then bit the slender pneumatic sword and inserted it into the chest of the body. After letting the corpse kneel down, with his upper body hanging on the pneumatic sword, he wrapped the starter in his mouth, then bit the handle of the silver-white box, crawling toward it like an insect larvae. the other side.

"The second generation holy sword should not be destroyed by such an explosion." Cassia did not have the extra strength to take it away.

Soon after, Cassia came to the foot of a mountain, which was shaped like a dividing line. Puffs of steam came out from the intersection. On one side was black rainwater washing down, and on the other side was magma that was constantly superimposed like rising water.

Finally, I hid behind a rock that was just wrapped in steam and let the rain wash down my body. Cassia slowly twisted her body and turned her head sideways, letting herself be submerged in the mud little by little, with only half of her ears exposed, and raising her head to breathe from time to time. The organs have been damaged to some extent, and the demand for oxygen is no longer very large.

Maybe he would also fall asleep slowly after the explosion, Cassia had been thinking about this issue. Until the "buzzing" sound got closer and closer to him, and finally the source of the sound stopped in the distance. Concentrating his scattered energy, Cassia discerned the footsteps on the muddy water under the lifting device.