Lena and the others heard Kasia's words and clinged to his figure and slipped into the passenger compartment. The pen www.biquge.info didn't hesitate, only Iyeta still hesitated, but the speed did not decrease, and jumped into the passenger compartment.

"What's wrong?" Lena asked Kasia, looking at his face full of confusion. She had forgotten some of what Kasia had told him today. In the afternoon, as he came to explore through the waterway, Kasia "saw" Franry's conversation with his butler through his lips at the pipe.

There may be only one train in the container that this train pulls that needs to be traded with the people in the gray area. Kasia thought that the thing he was trading was probably something that had given birth to a subtle sense of his own, and that he was still a long way away, probably in the ninth or eighth container, where it was quietly stored. In the other huge containers, the porters of the underground plaza filled them with a large amount of high-quality gunpowder according to Francri's words. These preparations were meant to be used against the group of attackers who were destined to arrive tonight. But no one expected the fierce Holy Emperor Hall. None of these preparations were put on the stage, and now they can only be sealed in a pitch-black box.

Francri was still clutching his neck, and the feeling of his throat being cut made him feel unusually uncomfortable. His face turned red, his chest gasped quickly, and he was always satisfied with the high level of defense of his body, which was a hard bone that even a large-caliber platinum bullet could not break, even a point 50 heavy machine gun loaded on a combat vehicle. As long as he doesn't hit himself in the eye, he is a humanoid steel machine, and he thinks he has an advantage over those who rely on bulky armor and sacrifice a certain amount of agility to gain such defense. How precious this abnormal bone was, as well as the increase in strength brought to him by the abnormal change of dragon tissue on his body, allowed him to complete a transformation that only two people knew about in just ten days.

If it hadn't happened more than ten days ago, Francy would have thought that he would have died at the hands of the man in black when he came down from the elevator. The minimum clearance for the use of pneumatic weapons is the rank of lieutenant, which is a standard that does not change in the various forces. His previous strength was not very strong, and he barely relied on the support of potions and hormones to quickly reach the standard of the early stage of the second stage. He wouldn't be a match for a man in a black dress. It is not easy to skillfully use pneumatic weapons, they are like guns, divided into many categories, among which swords and guns are a symbol of the holy sword in the empire, and the scientists of Avalon have put a lot of effort into their research and development. It is only in these two types that imitations of the second generation of holy spear holy swords have been developed. In other types of cold weapons, even if there are, there are not many, most of them are similar first-generation and second-generation weapons made by various forces for a certain person, and the price is not affordable by every force.

Francy knows the gap between himself and others, although he has done a lot of things that he has never thought of before in the area of Brino, relying on his fatherhood, but in terms of his style, he is also very restrained, at least he will not provoke anyone, and only occasionally take some people who are attached to his company and the Three Primary Colors Group to attack. But this mood has indeed changed in a dozen days, and it is subversive.

The source of everything is because a slave was bought in the Exchange Building, and that is Sila. and what the Imperial Mineral Source Company dug out in the rock formations deep in the mountains. Francri's father wanted to train his abilities and build up some prestige in the region. So the honorary head of the transaction fell on his head. When the two unconsciously come into contact, something unexpected happens.

"It seems that the functional structure of the body's defensive tissues has not yet grown completely. Francri clutched his neck, and only a little blood flowed out, but the strong feeling at the time of the cut of the blood vessel still made him feel scared. In normal times, this sword should have completely cut off his head, instead of breaking the forged steel sword with hard bones like now.

The muscles in the neck are rapidly connecting, and the throat is healing. The force of Kasia's kick was heavy, but it was not very effective against Franri, who couldn't even cut through the forged steel sword. He writhed in the air, his body falling from the sky like a tombstone, and his feet were on the steel plate, sinking into it a centimeter or two. The hard black leather shoe cracked, revealing his rough feet, and the nails on them changed color, black-brown, and increased in thickness, like an unpolished keratin, slowly growing.

Franci is about the size of two or three adults stacked on top of each other. When he landed, the visible squirming beneath the tight skin became intense. It wasn't until his body size was reduced by half that the wistling muscles gradually subsided. It's the dragon tissues next to each other devouring each other, and it's the most direct way for muscles and organs and tissues to become stronger and tougher.

"You provoke 、、、" was interrupted by Kasia every time she tried to speak.

Franri opened his pupils in anger, the muscles of the explosion shrinking, but the power inside was more visible. He covered his eyes with his other hand. There was not a single person on the wide iron shelves around. He turned to look ahead, where there was a large notch in the welded door panel, which had been boxy, but had been extended wide by the way he had come out. He roared through the gap as he looked into the carriage and roared. The figures of five people standing far away appeared in the eyes.

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

Before he could finish his words, several angry dark red ballistic lines shot past him with a violent wind, and the bullets and the air rubbed against each other to make a clear sound, and the repeated vibrations reached his face in the next moment. The sound of the thin iron plate of the container behind him being blown up like a piece of paper and the sound of the blue silver bullet coming out of the chamber reached his ears almost simultaneously.

Franci's head didn't subconsciously react to the effects of these bullets, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart at this moment, which was a danger signal. He wouldn't believe that the other party would miss the bullet, although the opponent's accuracy had not really seen it, but through the swordsmanship of slicing his throat, he believed that the opponent's use of firearms would definitely not be much worse.

The next moment he felt a warm sensation behind him, and then the warmth turned into a burn. The skin is drying rapidly, the moisture on it is rapidly evaporating, and the flesh and blood in the lower cortex are rapidly losing its vitality. Even though they are dragon-like tissues, their innate limitations make them lose their toughness in the heat.

His head didn't dare to look back, and his footsteps were already rushing forward. But the eyes were already blazing white, and the dim surroundings were unnaturally bright. The burning sensation behind him disappeared in the next moment, and he didn't know what was going on, maybe the temperature had passed the range that he felt he could bear, so the burning sensation was shielded by the brain's protection system.

The heat behind him pushed a huge force, overturning Franri, who was less than a step or two away.

As explosives specially prepared for mining mines in the Imperial Mineral Source Company, their power is designed to be based on hard rock, and the proportion of subtle components in them is certainly not the same as that of ordinary platinum gunpowder. The blazing white flame rose in an instant, and the iron sheet produced by the work hardening of the container first turned into countless fragments, most of which melted in an instant at the center of the explosion. The blazing flame then expanded, and the color span began to decrease, and an orange color appeared in it, swallowing Franchi's overturned body. It then turned a vivid red, and the vaporized substance turned into a gray-black smoke that rose into the air of the underground plaza along with the bright red flames.

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