Sila carried the box, her body dexterous, and dodged the pin-and-needle attack that had just stood still. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She was very calm, her face did not look panicked at all, and every step seemed to have been carefully planned, stepping back in an orderly and steady manner, so as not to let the horrified attacks touch her body.

Within two or three paces, Syrah was completely out of range of the Horror Staff Sword's attack and circled Francri's back. The box in her hand was important, and as for Hack and Iyeta, she had even completely ignored Franri on the sidelines, and instead focused on her.

Sira continued to run backwards, trying to get out of the car and into the container at the back of the train. She looked at Kasia, who was standing still in the aisle, and her footsteps stopped not far in front of Kasia, calming her breath a few times, and just as she was about to speak, Franry's angry voice came from behind her. Then came the terrifying cat-like body, which pressed against the wall of the carriage, his cane sword protecting his body, far stronger than the steel blade, which was not likely to be broken by the great force of Francory. But the power that passed from above still made it very uncomfortable. His body was squeezed against the wall of the carriage, making a muffled sound of air oppression, and his pale face was a little ruddy.

Horrified didn't have the heart to fight Franry, and Lina next to her saw Syra running in front of Kasia, and now she had no intention of going deeper into the fight. Ieta didn't continue to entangle with Lina, the trouble she could save, she usually saved what she could, and the current situation didn't allow her to encounter other troubles. She broke through Linna's blockade and blocked the middle between Shocking and Furri, barely carrying Francri's crazy attack, giving Shocking time and opportunity to detour now.

Sensing someone chasing after her, Cira didn't have time to turn back before her body moved some distance ahead of her body and stood on the side in front of Kasia. Behind him, a bright light burst from the cane sword, and then those erratic lights quickly merged into a small bright spot in the air, which was the tip of the cane sword, which seemed to be able to pierce the air if it stayed there. It pointed at the back of Sila's head, and as she took a step forward to stand firm, the cane sword pulled a bright streak in the dim air, like a sudden flash of lightning in the darkness, and slammed into Sira.

"Ding!"

The trail of light was cut off by a streamer halfway through, and it slammed into another piece of metal, sending out a canopy of sparks that had vanished for a short time.

"Mr. Kasia, do you know what you're up to right now?" the golden color in his pupils was particularly pure, and he asked as he stared at Kasia's indifferent eyes, his tone aggravated a lot, but there was no surprise or surprise in it. After seeing Kasia and Lina standing together, he knew that this would happen.

The cane sword and the forged steel sword collided several times in the air, and the flames briefly illuminated their faces.

"I know very well, thank you Mr. Hack for the reminder. Kasia stepped aside and put the pistol back in the buckle, and the forged steel sword changed back to his right hand, and the blade was notched, "We don't have the same purpose, but I guess the Franci behind you should be our common goal, right?"

At this time, Francis jumped up, and the air was pressing him down, and he looked as heavy as a piece of iron, which belonged to the intuitive feeling that even if he became a corpse, he would not float on his own because he had been soaked in the water for a long time. He fell to the floor like a cannonball used in the bombing, and the wooden floor was crushed to a piece, and the steel floor under the wood, which was not too thick, made a noise of friction and twisting as it was dented. Francy clenched his fist, and the moment his footsteps touched the ground, he was already struck at the head with a low, explosive sound of air.

The corners of his mouth lengthened, his body reversed in an instant of nearly one hundred and eighty degrees, and the cane sword drew a semicircle, which, together with Kasia's body that was rushing forward with him at this moment, blocked the fist of Franci who jumped behind him.

In mid-air, there were sparks in the canopy that the cutter had when cutting steel, almost a lit flame. Their weapons and Franry's fists were bounced off at the same time. The sound of the collision was like thunder, and Kasia and Horror's bodies stepped back several paces, a row of footprints of different shades all crushing the wooden floor into pieces. Thanks to the softness of the wood, the strength of the body was completely removed without injuring the bones of the legs.

It was only then that Kasia could see what Francy was wearing, a pair of black steel gloves. It was full of potholes, full of traces of violent collisions. There are also dense rough, sharp spines, and the joints are connected by dark gold elastic metal, leaving no gaps. But it wasn't complete, and a piece of the right glove had been sliced off, revealing Franri's bony bulging hand, on which Kasia's bullet had hit not long ago, exploding a mass of minced flesh. Now, fresh skin is already growing there.

"What a hand-friendly weapon. Horror pulled his sunken foot from the plank and commented, and as soon as he spoke, Franry struck again,

Without a little buffer time, his eyes froze, and the upper half of his waist twisted unnaturally to the side, dodging the black shadow that hit quickly. The cane sword spun around in his hand, and the streamer turned into a complete circle, and when it finally closed into a variant of the stabbing sword, it was already in his hand in horror. The next moment, the shadow of the cane sword disappeared into thin air, and it stabbed into Franri's eye at great speed.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound made the horrified face look much more ugly, and he knew what it meant. The cane sword was pressed against Francory's eyelid, unable to advance any further. Horrified at the playful smile in Francie's eyes. He didn't dodge, the tip of the sword cut a hole in his face, the skin was taut so that no blood flowed, and below he could see the machine-twisted steel cable-like muscles, which were mold on Franci's body, twitching and wriggling. That's why the reflex signals sent to them inside the brain are so frequent.

At this time, he fully demonstrated the softness of his body, which was easy to be human, and dodged Franri's attack, such a fist, no one in the carriage could afford to bear. His bone joints seemed to be hinge structures that moved nearly 360 degrees, and some body twisting movements that were difficult for ordinary people, even surgeons, to complete, were already normal for him.

At the same time, Kasia once again came to Francri's side with the forged steel sword, and the sharp blade slashed towards his neck. Francri subconsciously stretched out his arm to resist, but the flash of the forged steel sword shook like the water in the mountains, slashing through the air at a sharp angle, advancing against the outstretched arm of Furrow, and approaching his neck in the blink of an eye.

The trilling of a forged steel sword rang out from the "Buzz 、、、" carriage, and a fragmented tip full of gaps fell to the ground at the same time, stuck into the wooden floor, and submerged in half.

There was a gap in Franry's neck, and under the skin were all twisted slivers of broken muscle fibers, and there were tough veins that had not been severed, and there was only a mark of a sword blade on it! There was a sword cut by Kasia, the depth was calculated, and the standard was calculated according to the thickness of the bones in the neck of an ordinary adult. But judging by the results, it is clearly wrong. The forged steel sword touched his bone, breaking a section from the tip of the sword. It's not just dragon tissue that Francy is growing, it's his own bone size and hardness. Or rather, the composition of his body has been replaced from beginning to end.

With no hit, Kasia and Horror immediately evacuated Franri's close-quarters. It was too dangerous to be next to him, and the furious aura that seemed to burn was also affecting the dragon tissue in their bodies. (To be continued.) )