The sound of the steam flow seemed to disappear from Ye Jielin's ears at this time, and she pulled the pull ring of the flashbang, and her body changed to a more comfortable position in the silent wriggling, so that she could enter the posture of fighting in a very short time. The throat moved at the same time, and there was a slight bulge there, which was compressed by some special way to compress the gas stored there, which could be excited in a relatively short time, making a bright sound more than ten times that of usual.

Kasya, who was behind Yeterin, could not see what was in front of him, and the steam ejected from the ultra-vapor compression device was unusually dry, like dust on the surface of the desert, without a trace of moisture, and with a huge amount of heat. The impact was very strong, and after hiding in the fairing for two or three minutes, the clothes with good back material were torn apart by the strong impact, revealing a layer of skin covered with fine black scales underneath.

The overall enhancement of scaling to the body allows him to ignore these high-temperature and high-pressure vapor streams. Of course, there is still a strong feeling, but it is only a feeling of electrical signals.

Hearing plays an important role in this regard. After injecting the diluted dragon blood into the body, the organs and various functions of the body have been greatly improved, especially the auditory sensation, and perhaps the reason why the vision is automatically blocked by him at this time. Kasia felt the surging power of the rapid flow of blood in her body, and her control became less delicate than before.

The sound of water that had been wandering around stopped in front of him, and Kasia didn't think it was because the enemy was tired. Choosing to take refuge in the test area was also the vigilance of the development of a surgery that could capture the temperature with eyes at the base of the volcano. Kasia knew very well in his heart how great the increase in strength this ability would bring.

But the person who stopped in front of him seemed to have not only the ability to sense temperature, but also the sensitive sense of smell was one of his most basic qualities.

Frito's footsteps could not be said to have subconsciously stopped in front of this ultra-vapor compression device, with his own will. He looked at the huge fairing in front of him, and the image of his eyes did not look like a fairing should be, only a light layer of dark red, which was gradually being swallowed up by the sun-like glowing object in its center.

In fact, Frito didn't see anything concrete, only a faint aura of confusion.

The experience he gained from the Rose and the Rose Knights had made him very cautious. When it comes to things that are uncertain, there are two clear rules in the Knights, and it is not impossible to say that they have always been the experience of official knights in the Knights. The first is to stop and rely on yourself to find out the true face of the things that you can't grasp. The second is to run away immediately. Inaccuracy largely represents the unknown, and the unknown often lurks dangers.

Frito chose the first of the provisions. The cross pupils became more slender at this time, and they were about to be completely submerged in golden yellow. I saw something, just like the visual image that appeared in my eyes when I didn't blink for a long time. There was a mass of stuff there, and the faint chaotic aura of the steam stream came from.

Without the slightest hesitation, Frito, who firmly believed that a corpse or a completely dead thing was the safest thing, immediately took a step back, his stiff hands regaining his flexibility at the same time, crossed into his drooping trench coat that was not affected by the air current, and pulled out two shotgun-like guns about half a meter long. It was a weapon custom-made by the Rose and Rose Knights in their own factories according to the members' own ideas and preferences, a single-barreled shotgun, the caliber of which exceeded the common machine gun, about half a meter long, shaped like a thick steel pipe directly bent out of a gun handle, and then simply added a trigger. The firing tube makes up a large part of the gun, and the round barrel has a uniform spider web-like stiffener structure. The amount of platinum gunpowder loaded with a normal bullet is actually not much, but the recoil power brought by firing is not to be underestimated. With such a huge aperture, the force initiated by the ignition of platinum powder in the barrel really requires good materials and an explosion-resistant bore structure.

Frito also believed in the power of his weapon. Unlike cannons, shotguns bring more power and range of damage, and do not concentrate all the impact force on a hard bullet like a cannon, resulting in extremely fast speed and huge energy, each of which is like a sniper bullet with no precise aim.

At close range, the balls with subtle water chestnuts of the shotgun do not spread out a large area, and still have the power of a cannon. It can directly spray and hit objects from a distance of a few meters, and the remaining power can also interrupt the bodies of four or five ordinary people, which is originally designed to deal with surgeons with increased physical strength.

Frito also believed that as long as he did not have a few special surgical developments, there was no possibility of defending himself against shotgun bullets in his hand.

Raising his hand in a very soft motion, Frito attacked with one hand and defended with the other. The long, dull-colored barrel poked into the fairing, expecting to get closer to the ungraspable prey. The coldness of the steel caused a string of water to condense on it, converging along the barrel of the gun to his snow-white hands. In the steam in front of him, something lifted up at the same time as he moved.

Kasia opened her eyes at this moment, and the cross pupils kept expanding around, and I don't know when, like a flower, they suddenly expanded into a complete circle in their eyes. A dark phantom appeared in the dusty steam, and Kasia's pupils suddenly contracted, and the free hand instinctively stood in front of the phantom.

It was a barrel, and by the time Kasia had truly judged the shape of the phantom, the muzzle of the cone had fired, and a loud low roar had rushed through space in the steam stream and poured into his ears.

Kasia's outstretched palm grabbed a handful of coarse fine sand substance, with a high temperature. The next moment, a huge force poured out from above, pushing Kasia's body back stiffly, and slammed directly into the fairing body with a bang. The iron frame used to support it underneath made a "creaking" sound.

At the same moment, high, clear bird chirping erupted from the steam stream, covering the entire factory in defiance of any obstruction.

"Do it!"

Kasia's tearing roar rang out behind him, and he kicked the muzzle of another protruding gun upwards. The deep sound of "dong" accompanied his roar was heard out of the test area. A sporadic fountain of smoke erupted from the sea of steam and mist that spread there, and then the balls scattered by the shotguns burst into a puff of sparks on the crane directly above, and a shower was shattered to pieces, and several water hoses that were put together were all pierced.

Ovilla and Sotagan saw the water squeeze out of the holes, and two fist-sized objects broke through the steam blockade and entered their sight.

"Sneer、、、"

The incandescent light smashed into the eyes of everyone who looked at it, and for a moment the surrounding area was connected to the steam of the test area, turning into a white world.