"Whew、、、" its throat twitched, making a mournful and painful sound. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The dragon's body was straightened as it rolled. The impact of falling from the sky and the friction with the ground increased the rate at which flesh fell all over the body. The outer layer of skin and flesh melted away like spring snow, revealing the outlines of many organs beating with the heart. Its ribs are numerous and large, densely packed together, and there are no cavities like the human abdomen, which protects all organs and tightens them to the body, preventing them from flowing out of the body in such a situation.

The energy of the red mercury was far from being consumed, but the dragons themselves could not hold on. "Consciousness" could not support the construction of this huge body, and now it is also facing a total collapse.

It tried to stand up, its twisted limbs squeezing down as it squeezed its body as if it had been soaked in strong acid, flesh and blood disintegrating, and most of the strength contained in the twisted muscles had long since disappeared. The sharp claws rubbed against the ground, scratching rows of furrows, but the body as heavy as steel stopped moving, not even a little.

Now only the long neck can be lifted a little. The dragon stretched out its neck, and its head seemed to be lifted up at this moment, a meter or two above the ground. Blood-red eyes shone brightly, ruby-like like oozing blood, and looked at the black castle station in the dim light ahead.

"Sneer、、、"

Once again, the light pierced through the dim background color, creating a metallic grinding sound, and the sound was clear and distinct, like quicksand gathering under flowing water.

Without warning, the dragon's blood-red eyes were pierced by the bullets of the heavy sniper rifles, and then transparent, translucent, opaque, blood-red, golden, and colorful things shattered into pieces, mixed together, splattered, and fell to the ground, staining a spot.

The raised head suddenly stiffened, and the neck was shaking, which must have been the result of pain.

"Whew、、、、、"

This may be the last sound the dragon will make. It half-opened its mouth, and inside it was a flattened scarlet tongue. The whole neck began to shake, which was an extremely frequent tremor, and then the shock spread to its whole body. The flesh and blood quickened to loosen, and blood sprayed out from the torn wounds everywhere, wetting the charred and dry soil from the bombing under him, and the color of the blood immediately changed to a dark black red.

The sound gradually became louder, and the flesh in the neck collapsed the fastest, and before the blood could drip from the wound in the throat, it completely turned into a blood-colored mist in the tremor frequency of the ultra-high frequency. The fluctuations in the blood mist made the powerful sound waves visible to the naked eye.

Dragons are really desperate at this moment. Perhaps the pain from the explosion of the eye destroyed the last line of defense of the "consciousness" in the spine, and made it decide to use the last strength of this body to let out an unknown roar.

The sound was carried down the ground and along the air. The rubble on the ground was bouncing up and down, the surrounding buildings were falling apart, and the flames were forming wavy lines, making the burning unstable. The lamps that have not yet broken are all turned off at this moment, and they are already in the central area of the Brino area, and the black is centered on the black castle, like a tide, and it is also like a growing and climbing mold that spreads to the surroundings, and it has spread to most of the Brino area in a few breaths.

No lamp can survive this sound. Whether it is street lamps, household lamps, open lamps, or extinguished lamps, all of them turned into glass shards in the crisp sound of one after another. Utter darkness, unblemished darkness envelops the Brino region completely.

The scope of the sniper rifle was not spared, cracks were cracked on it, and it fell apart. The gunpowder in ordinary bullets also rubbed and heated in the vibration brought by ultra-high frequencies. The already unstable acid platinum powder exploded directly in the ultra-high frequency sound waves, and the sparks of the canopy flickered everywhere in the darkness. The surviving surgeons in the Holy Emperor Hall survived the tremendous effects of the sound waves on their bodies, but the ammunition they carried with them accidentally injured a large number of their own people. Injuries are not fatal, but they can deprive a small number of people of basic combat abilities.

The cirrus clouds in the sky were rolling like raging waves, and the strength of the vortex continued unabated, still stirring the black clouds around it, like a death vortex that hung upside down and would engulf all passing ships. Eventually, the dragon's neck could not support the massive weight of the skull, and it fell to the ground and fell to the ground. The sound finally died down, and all the tissues in the throat shattered into mist, and blood trickled down, forming a small pond in the crater mixed with the viscous liquid of the flesh and blood of the body that had melted.

The mouth was tightly closed, the roof of the jaw fell weakly, and the hard teeth were clumped together, making a sound like a collision between pieces of steel. The dragon's breath was gone, and the last glimmer of light in the shattered eye vanished with the stop-beating heart wrapped in the ribs.

There was only a high-temperature gas left in the air that had not been completely diluted, and the smoke had not been collected, and they had been shattered by the air explosion and sound waves, and it was difficult to gather any more.

After a short time, the roar of a steam engine sounded in the quiet darkness of a chariot welded with steel plates, and the tires crushed against the debris of buildings and some corpses on the ground, and the body shook violently. The bulletproof glass of the front window was also shattered, and the cold wind that had sunk down on the ground poured in, blowing away the smell of blood and gunpowder in the car.

"It's close. Lina held the steering wheel in her hands, sensing a faint sense connected to Kasia to give her directions. But her arms trembled from time to time, and the corners of her mouth were still stained with warm blood, and the sound waves had an effect on the bodies of everyone around her. The cirrus clouds covered the sky, the starless moonlight fell, and there was darkness ahead, and most of the flames in the ruins of the Black Fort had turned into smoke that continued to rush into the clouds, and the only remaining little firelight flickered in the smoke, and the shadows of the buildings that were pulled out increased the color of the darkness.

In Linna's vision, a large phantus appeared in front of her, like a raised mountain rock. The air here is as heavy as water, and inhaling into the lungs compresses Linna's cranial nerves.

It was a dead dragon, and the huge shadow alone could tell with accuracy. Lina parked the chariot next to her, picked up the pistol and military-standard bayonet sword beside her, and hurriedly got out of the car. Then he suppressed his breath and heartbeat, landed and stepped silently, guided by induction, and ran to the front in the darkness.

She reminded herself to hurry, and other voices rang out one after another elsewhere in the darkness. Like all kinds of reptiles that smell fish, they are crawling towards the corpse of a rotting giant beast, ready to share their food to fill their stomachs.