Steel Steam and Flame

Linna and the others heard Cassia's words and got into the passenger compartment next to his figure. Hae didn't hesitate, only Iyetta was a bit hesitant, but she didn't decrease in speed, and jumped into the passenger compartment.

"What's the matter?" Linna asked Cassia, looking at his face with confusion. She had forgotten what Cassia told him today. When he came to investigate through the waterway in the afternoon, Cassia "seeed" the conversation between Frangli and his butler through lips in the pipeline.

In the container pulled by this train, there may only be one train carrying goods that need to be traded with the group of people in the gray area. Cassia thinks that the thing traded is likely to be a subtle-sensing existence with him. There is still a long distance away from him, probably in the ninth or eighth container, which is quietly stored there. In the other huge containers, the porters in the underground plaza followed Francy’s words and filled them with a large amount of high-quality gunpowder. These preparations were originally used by him to deal with the group of attackers who were destined to arrive tonight. But no one had thought of the ferocious Saint Royal Hall. None of these preparations can be put on the stage as they should be, and now they can only be enclosed in a dark box.

Francy was still clutching his neck, and the sensation of his throat being cut made him feel very uncomfortable. His face flushed, the breathing rate in his chest was very fast, and he was always satisfied with the high-intensity defense of his body. It was a hard bone that could not be broken even by a large-caliber platinum bullet or even a 500-weight machine gun loaded on a tank. . As long as he doesn't directly hit his eyes, he is a humanoid steel machine. Compared with those people who rely on heavy armor and sacrifice a certain amount of agility to obtain such defenses, he thinks he has the advantage. How precious this abnormal bone is, and the increase in strength brought to him by the abnormal dragon organization on his body, allowed him to complete a transformation that only two people knew in this short ten days. .

If it hadn't happened more than ten days ago, Frangli thought he would have died in the hands of the black man when he got down the elevator. The minimum authority to use pneumatic weapons is the lieutenant level, which is a standard that will not change among various forces. His previous strength was not very strong, he barely relied on the support of the medicine hormone to quickly reach the standard of the second stage. At that time, he would not be the opponent of the black dress man. It is not easy to skillfully use pneumatic weapons. They are like guns, divided into many categories. Among them, swords and guns are a symbol of the holy gun and holy sword in the empire. In their research and development, Avalon’s scientists We have worked a lot. Only in these two kinds of them, has the imitation of the first and second generations of the holy gun and holy sword developed. There are not many other types of cold weapons, even if they have them. Most of them are first-generation and second-generation weapons customized by various forces for a certain person, and the price is not that every force can bear.

Francois knows the gap between himself and others. Although relying on his fatherhood in this area of ​​Brino, he has done a lot of things that he has never thought of before, but he also restrains himself in his style of behavior. At least I won't provoke anyone, but occasionally use people who are attached to my company and the Tricolor Group to attack. But this mood has indeed changed in more than ten days, and it is subversive.

The source of everything is because I bought a slave in the trading building, and that is Sheila. And what the Imperial Mineral Resources Company dug in the rock formations deep in the mountains. Frangli's father wanted to exercise his abilities and wanted to build a little prestige for him in this area. So the honorary person in charge of the transaction fell on his head. When the two came into contact unconsciously, unexpected things happened.

"It seems that the growth of the body's defensive tissue function structure is not yet complete." Frangli covered his neck, and the hot blood flowed out only a little, but when the blood vessel was cut, the strong feeling still made him feel scared. . In normal times, this sword should be able to cut his head completely, instead of breaking the forged steel sword on the hard bones as it is now.

The muscles in the neck are quickly connecting, and the throat is healing. Cassia's kick was very powerful, but it didn't have much effect against Francy, who couldn't even cut a forged steel sword. He twisted in the air, his body falling from the air like a tombstone, his feet on the steel plate, sinking a centimeter or two. The hard black leather shoes broke, revealing his rough feet, and the nails on them changed color to dark brown, and the thickness increased, like an unpolished **** substance, slowly growing.

Frangli is about the same size as two or three adults stacked together. When he landed, the visible peristalsis under the tight skin became intense. It wasn't until his size was reduced by half on the original basis that this penetrating muscle movement gradually subsided. It is the dragon tissues that are close to each other swallowing each other. This is the most direct way for muscles and various organs and tissues to become stronger and tougher.

"You annoyed..." Cassia interrupted every time he wanted to speak.

Francois flared his cross pupils, the muscles in the form of the explosion shrank, but the power inside became more visible. He covered his eyes with his other hand. There was no one on the wide iron frame around. He turned his body and looked forward, where there was a big gap in the welded door panel. It was originally square, but when he came out, he expanded very wide. He roared while looking into the carriage through the big gap. Five people standing far away appeared in the eyes.

Cassia held the revolver in his right hand, right in the middle, and the other four stood on either side of him in a regular manner.

Before the words were finished, several irritating dark red ballistic lines shot past him with fierce wind, bullets and air rubbed against each other to make a clear sound, and the multiple vibrations spread to his face in the next moment. The sound of the thin iron plates of the container behind him being blown up like paper sheets and the sound of the blue silver popping out of the chamber almost simultaneously passed into his ears.

There was no subconscious reflection of the effects of these bullets in Frangli's head. He felt an uncomfortable sensation in his heart at this moment, which was a danger signal. He would not believe that the opponent would miss the bullet. Although the opponent's accuracy had not been seen before, through the swordsmanship of cutting his throat, he believed that the opponent's use of firearms would definitely not be much worse.

The next moment he felt a warm feeling behind him, and then the warmth turned into burning. The skin dries rapidly, the moisture on it is rapidly evaporating, and the flesh and blood of the lower skin layer is rapidly losing vitality. Even if they are dragon-like organizations, their inherent limitations make them lose their due strength under high temperature.

His head didn't dare to look back~www.ltnovel.com~ footsteps were already rushing forward. But there was already a blazing white color in the eyes, and the dim surroundings were a little unnaturally bright. The burning sensation behind him disappeared in the next moment. He didn't know what was going on. It might be that the temperature had passed the range that he felt to be able to bear. That's not necessarily the case. So the burning sensation was blocked by the brain's protective system.

The high-temperature air wave behind him pushed a huge force, overturning Frangli, who was less than a step or two away.

As the explosives specially prepared for mining mines in the Imperial Minerals Company, their power design is based on hard rock. Compared with ordinary platinum gunpowder, the ratio of the fine ingredients is of course not the same. The blazing flame rose in an instant, and the iron sheet produced by the hardening of the container first turned into numerous fragments, most of which melted instantly at the center of the explosion. Then the blazing flame spread out, the color span began to decrease, and orange appeared in it, and at this time, Frangli's overturned body was swallowed. Then it turned into a bright red, sucking up the vaporized material and turning into a gray-black thick smoke, which together with the bright red flame rose to the sky above the underground square.

The container almost had a chain reaction. The huge movement on the blue silver bullet made it penetrate several cargo boxes, and the explosion rose at the same time, connecting them into one piece, like a high wall of flames, appearing in everyone's pupils. (To be continued.)