But before that, Kasia thought she would have to at least drag the dragons into the backwater. www.biquge.info By accepting the perception of the dragon's body, Kasia was able to know that the dragon, which was in a weakened state and could only barely maintain its current state, was only able to rely on that little bit of "consciousness" activity without the assistance of the biological brain. If they act carefully, it won't be tricky to deal with dragons. All that's left is an endless and long war of attrition.

However, the dragons used red mercury as their source of energy, and in terms of pure consumption, Kasia did not think that they would have a chance. The red mercury of the columns had been shattered into pieces by Kasia with a blue-silver bullet, but the splattered fragments were all in the dragon's stomach. In less than a second or two after the destruction, the dragons had collected all the pieces and gathered them all in one place. Kasia could still sense the huge amount of energy on the red mercury through his nerves, which was being sent to various parts of the dragon's body.

So I have to think of other ways. At that time, the physical condition of the dragons after spitting dragon breath surfaced in Kasia's head. Kasia wasn't sure if the cause of the massive collapse and melting of the dragon's muscles was the dragon's breath, but his condition continued to deteriorate. Even though the dragons have been weak, Kasia believes that the result of choosing to delay time will be the one who fails and dies when the dragons dig out of their stomach pouches with their claws.

As soon as the idea came to his mind, and the details were not clearly delineated, Kasia had already begun to try to mobilize the dragon's body, and it was also the strange patterns on his body that were all over his body.

The lines are very similar to blood vessels, interspersed and fused in every inch of the body's muscles, connecting every organ and every bone, tangled with each other, twisting and turning, branches denser than ancient trees, but in the end they can all come together. The number may be roughly equivalent to the various blood vessels in the body, and the toughness may be several times more than that of blood vessels.

Kasia's heavy head, which seemed to have grown several times larger, mobilized these novel tissues, and as soon as they were touched, they woke up from their slumber one after another, instantly full of vitality. The guidance was easy, and Kasia felt a slight warmth burn in the dragon's body, followed by a surge of power from his neck. The huge heart was beating faster at this time, and the sound of "coo-dong-goo-dong" was very abnormal, not much different from the feeling of ordinary human panic, and there was unbearable pain. The muscles that have finally been reunited throughout the body are as vivid as the feeling of melting and falling off as when you drink a glass of cold water in one gulp on a summer day.

These feelings mixed with the roar of the dragons reached Kasia's brain, and he was powerless to deal with them, so he could only pile up on his increasingly painful brain, waiting for the moment when the brain crashed and all disappeared. The dragons tried to stop the breath of dragon's breath, but it was too late in terms of time and control.

The flashes of light on the lines of the whole body converged towards the neck, and the seemingly complicated procedure was completed in an instant. The underground unloading plaza was once again illuminated by a scorching, blazing white light, and the mottled shadows intertwined with the trains and buildings lost their black color. The light seems to bend, coating the black with a layer of white light.

The air heats up quickly, as neatly as a falling waterfall, leaving no room for preparation, and at the same time finding no beginning and end. When Hack and Lina and Ieta felt it, the temperature had jumped another step from the original one. Looking into the distance, the air was slightly distorted by the heat, and the sweat was quickly evaporated in less than a few seconds. Inhaling air into your lungs is like pouring yourself into sand, hot and hard to swallow.

They didn't have time to make extra preparations, and as soon as the light was cast on the retina, they immediately found the nearest shelter and hid firmly. There is no debris on the ground that can be fanned, but the explosion after the air is heated still gathers destructive power, especially the surrounding wall of air, the strength is comparable to that of a forging press with a small tonnage, and with high temperature, it is already absolutely deadly to ordinary people.

Eventually, the red light turned incandescent white, and the formless, colorless air was given a white color. With a mixture of unwillingness and indifference, the dragon's body trembled and struggled, and finally raised its head as if resigned to its fate, and breathed at the steel and concrete support structure building on the hundred-meter level.

The pillar of fire that had condensed into substance bombarded overhead, and the entire underground square shook. The translucent air wall is pushed around synchronously, the air temperature intensifies, the outlet is blocked by debris, and the volume of expanded air cannot be kept circulating with the outside world in time, and can only flow in the square to set off hot air, and the collision produces a harsh sound, "crackling" There is an illusion that the bones of the space are crushed.

The steel structure and concrete could not withstand the high temperature, and the volume expanded and squeezed around under the high temperature heating, cracking the gaps, and was uneven. The next moment, they were instantly heated again, and they also turned into molten bodies with a blazing white light, forming a rain of fire that sprinkled all around under the impact of the hot air.

The bright red flames were finally able to burn in most of the underground square. When the dazzling white flame ended, the square was filled with a strange sound like a wind cave, as if some delicate instrument was playing to its heart's content.

The dragon wailed, and the space around its throat seemed to shatter and twist into a ball like a frightened caterpillar. The sound made the unstable underground square tremble a lot. Its fluctuations are more destructive than a wall of gas, there is nothing to hinder it, and the fragile glass turns into powder after being shattered. The waves pierced through Hack, Lina, and Iyeta, rubbing violently across their bodies, washing every inch of their bodies.

A hole had been made in the underground square, which was large, and a bright red molten substance flowed down. It had become the largest vent in the square at the moment, and the expanding air swarmed towards it, grinding and squeezing to make a sharp whistling sound, and the flames on the molten body were blown out. The vertical hole reveals a corner of the burning ruins and a thick quilt-like black cloud of black mold. The sky was about to fall, and the cirrostratus clouds, which had absorbed a lot of smoke and dust, were no longer light, and had a weight that it could no longer bear.

The dragon flapped its wings and rose into the air, flying towards the mouth of the cave. The black skin that had grown on its body was all shattered and fragmented, revealing pink flesh. The scales that were welded together like black-cast iron fell off one after another, and the tight muscles of the crane truck's steel rope broke and collapsed, and some began to melt, dripping down the dragon's body.

Kasia and the dragons were still fighting for control, and the light on their body lines kept on, dimmed, but not gone. Its flight is unsteady and it looks like it's stumbling a bit. Finally came to the entrance of the cave, and the horns on the dragon's limbs and huge claws were not afraid of the heat of the molten body, and the body hit the cavity of the cave entrance from time to time, crawling up to the ground.