Most of the impact points are concentrated on the waist and legs, and the bone-like white film material appears only in large dense depressions under the bullet. At this moment, the film material shows excellent flexibility, and there is no damage under the dense warhead, and some are just white spots that are simply impacted. The defense doesn't seem to be inferior to the black scales in their scaly state, but there must be some other trait in them.

The sound then changed from a "thump" to the sound of hard objects striking each other, and the pits in the rough film began to decrease sharply, and at the same time, as if after a long period of training, when the sound changed, the muzzles of the scattered team members also turned around. The bullets that strafed Andrew turned into reciprocal bursts, and they moved as they attacked the smoke of the explosion that was still filling the air.

Covered in an exoskeleton-like substance, Andrew no longer had an expression, only the cross eyes represented his excitement at the moment. The attacks from the team seemed to make his body swell up again, and he had a lot of forward momentum with each step, so much so that when he got close to the smoke, he had to sink his feet into the ice a little bit to slow down.

The smell of gunsmoke in his nose was full of gunsmoke, and Andrew stopped abruptly after approaching the smoke, and then raised his right hand, and it was seen that the bone-like membrane at the wrist was still with layers of folds, as if it was deliberately left, and visually there was a feeling that it could be retracted back and forth at any time.

The fingers were closed into a palm, and Andrew fanned it with a palm, and some high-speed flowing gas seemed to be gushing out of his body at this time, and the palm of his hand drove a powerful wind, directly causing the smoke in front of him to flow violently, and most of it was taken aside in the blink of an eye.

The vision became blurred, and a figure chose the moment to approach softly from the smoke. The moment Andrew stopped, the smoke was abruptly parted like a solid body, and the incisions smelled sharp.

"Bang!" Andrew moved back half a meter away, and the ice beneath his feet was instantly covered with fine white cracks. His footsteps had barely touched the ground, and his ankle, which had the same folded structure as his wrist, was suddenly stretched by a section, touching the ground extremely quickly, causing it to rush forward towards the figure in front of him after the moment of retreat.

"Bone growth surgery development?" Cassia noticed the sounds of several different objects, and he also caught the screeching sound of bones grinding against the sound of the ice breaking. The exoskeleton-like membrane had just shown a different kind of defense, and the penetration of the high-frequency sound made Kasia see that there were two layers of dense substance wrapped around Andrew's internal organs.

The surface of the rough film is a layer, and underneath it, there is a layer of defense made up of the surgical development of the full coverage of the bones. The two are connected by a mesh of support structures, and I don't know if it was intentional, but there are also numerous semi-closed cavities between the two layers of matter, which are five or six centimeters apart, like small pouches embedded in Andrew's body, which can be used to store certain things.

These bags are not just compressed air. Kasia could tell by the sound that it was a liquid, a highly viscous liquid produced by Andrew himself in an instant, filling all the cavities of the pouches between the interlayers. This state is not something that can be achieved by one type of surgical development, but the result of several surgical developments that can be coordinated with each other through precise investigation and experiments in the early stage.

As his body retreated, Kasia's mind judged this. There was only a distance of one or two meters between him and Andrew, and Kasia withdrew his pneumatic sword, at the moment he didn't want to spend too much energy on Andrew, the number of other members had to be further reduced to ensure that the plan was carried out safely.

As early as the steel-hulled bomb was thrown in, Kasia entered a scaly state. With a sword he slashed through the smoke and slashed at Andrew's neck, a highly viscous substance that gathered at a rapid speed from the cavities of the other sacs towards his neck, holding the tough membrane up. The expanded film is shaped like an alloy, and the pneumatic sword slashes on it only with a "bell" trill. Immediately there quickly dented, and the liquid in the pouch here absorbed most of the power from the sword, and was instead stored in the cavities of other pouches.

Andrew seized the opportunity to step out and swung a punch, and before he could touch Kasia, the fold at his wrist was already spreading, and the fist stretched out like his ankle, and hit Kasia.

Several loud slamming sounds rang out one after another, and Andrew's fist was like a vibrating hammer that was precisely controlled, hitting Kasia back and forth several times in a short instant, bouncing him several meters away. As he continued to pursue, Andrew reached his waist with his left hand and pulled out the fuses of the four special steel-hulled bombs through his clothes.

In the continuous explosions, Kasia flew out of the smoke against the ground. The shots of the other team members immediately caught up and attacked fiercely at the gap in the left shoulder.

"Hydraulics, or absorb the impact and store it, or both?" Cassia, who had stopped gliding, immediately turned sideways to protect his wounds, flipped the pneumatic sword switch, wrapped his tail around it, and pulled out his revolver, taking the lives of the four without aiming. On the other side, Andrew walked over unhurriedly, and his whole body was emitting the smoke that had not yet dissipated. He was accustomed to this state, and these steel-hulled bombs were the main source of great power for him.

Clapping his palms, Andrew pulled the fuses of the four steel-hulled bombs again: "I didn't expect to be able to discover the structure and principle of these surgical development projects so quickly. And I didn't expect the injury to my left shoulder to affect you so much. You don't seem to be a real surgeon with squamous surgery, do you?"

A kick was made of something, an empty syringe with a strap to resist the low temperature. Andrew deliberately looked at Kasia's bleeding left shoulder: "You are such a powerful potion expert, except for those professors and researchers in the family, I really can't think of anyone else who can achieve your skills." ”

"So, have the side effects of these potions gone away from you not long ago, or how long can you stay in this state on the potions?"

In the long voice, the muzzles of the other members immediately turned to Andrew, who rushed over. The body that dragged out the afterimage trampled the ice into a hollow with every step, and with the momentum of these bullets behind him, Andrew now had almost endless power to use at will. The only thing he had to be careful about was the pneumatic sword that cut through the rough film.

But he wasn't worried, because he felt that his fist would be able to hit the enemy anyway before he was slashed. He knew very well the characteristics of scaling, and the hardness made them very poor at absorbing impacts, and most of the power could be transmitted into the body through the black scales, vibrating the organs. And your fist can gather the power of many bullets and explosions, and then send one of them to the enemy.