The scorching air leaked out of Kasia's chest, and he couldn't breathe for a while, a feeling far worse than suffocation. Only a little painful hiss came from the throat. The voice told the location of Kasia's enemy, and the cold aura transmitted from his right leg made his eyes condense a lot again, and although the ghost of the scenery did not disappear, the visual intuition seemed to return. As long as you have a little rest, it seems that you can recover with the energy on the hexagonal prism.

It didn't get worse than the way it was, and Kasia seemed to be somewhat accustomed to the feeling of near-death, and was tired of it. This feeling that comes from a deep spiritual feeling has become very little to offer other than to make oneself more and more distorted, and to stop seeing one's life as an important thing. The less such experiences are felt in the future, the better, Kasia thought.

The short-lived rush of thought reminded Kasia of a man who had not seen anyone for so long that his appearance had faded into his memory. I had decided to move closer to her before, there were too many things to learn, and the contact time was less than a month, but as the first teacher in a certain sense from a small town, I used practical actions and preparations to tell Kasia how many ways to deal with her own life, and what level of work she needed to do. Kasia doesn't think she's a good student.

The mouth opened and spat out a large mouthful of blood, with steaming heat. Kasia didn't turn his head, his physical condition didn't allow him to do so. With a soft sound like a window stabbing paper, a tail emerged from the spine and struck the enemy when he tried to pull out his pneumatic sword and stab himself again.

Lacking strength, Kasia herself felt a sense of weakness coming from the tail that was more and more agile in control. But it still left a bloody blur on the enemy's body.

"That's all you have to do now?" said in a voice of no surprise, mocking with pleasure, "Or did you never find me hiding in the first place?"

Lying on her knees, her head drooping, Kasia looked away from Theodore's lying corpse in front of her, and looked at the enemy who had been pulled away by a tail.

There was indeed a bit of familiarity to the voice, as did the face that was stained with jet black rain and even a little eroded. The skin is incomplete, and almost all of his body is covered with wounds and bruises from heavy blows. A few words made the enemy begin to breathe, and after surviving the shockwave, he was not in a good situation.

After a few seconds, Kasia remembered that they had met in the Messirid region. Looking down from the tall building, the people captured during the evacuation were surrounded by Milton, a captain in the same team, but not remembering names, and the collection of information was not perfected to such an extent.

It should have been attracted by the dozen or so flares, and there was no spare energy to pay more attention to the surroundings in the battle just now, and now, there is no extra energy to observe the surroundings. After waking up from the second dream, the body seems to have the ability to absorb the energy in the hexagonal prism, but the conversion speed is not impressive. The high-energy fats are consumed, and along with the blood, there is a feeling of being drained clean, and it takes time to make up for the deficiency with a thin water supplement.

"There needs to be delay. "Kasia understands the current situation, the kind of cold energy that keeps his head hot. He took control of his tail and pulled out the pneumatic sword stuck in his chest, and finally with a swing of his tail, he threw it into the slowly rising magma not far in front of him. Then, like a lazy cat, Kasia wagged her tail in mid-air, and after a few seconds, the tail fell in a position of insufficient strength, and lay completely still on the ground.

"Is there something wrong with your eyes, or do you think you killed Theodore, one of the commanders of this operation, and think I have no brains?"

Resa shook the half-hexagonal prism in her hand, looked at Kasia's right foot, and asked as if she knew the answer, "We all thought that you relied on potions to enter the scaly state for a short time, but we all guessed wrong. Something magical is beyond our realization. He touched the wound that had been pulled out, and the pain on his face turned into a smile.

"From the time we came here to explore this place, we were weird. How did you stay in the 'germs' for so long and still survive without any bad symptoms? Now I seem to understand that relying on this kind of thing to stimulate the scaling state, the body must have already developed resistance because of the effect of scaling. It really is a thing and can 、、、 almost without limits."

"Wow、、、" Before she could finish speaking, Resa bent down and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. Kasia was able to see clearly at this moment that behind the enemy's back, there was a scorched skin. There was a shallow crater that had been struck by the hot rocks that had fallen from the eruption, presumably in the short time after the impact.

With a pale face covered in smudges, Resa gritted her teeth and straightened up, not ready to continue with her unfinished words. In the afterglow of Kasia, Resa aimed the sharp end of the hexagonal prism at her leg and inserted it.

"Everything you have will be mine after that!" Ressa, confiding in Kasia her long-suppressed feelings, took a few deep breaths, as if she wanted to deeply appreciate the feeling of power coming up, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Not knowing what to say, Kasia shook her head slightly. The things that I want to get rid of seem to have become rare and precious in the eyes of others.

A layer of scales began to spread from Ressa's leg, and the pain hit at the same time, and the charred flesh and skin were pushed open by the scales, and the wound was simply healed, and then covered with a layer of slightly softer gray scales.

"Hey、、、 now, we're the same. Eventually, her ecstatic face was covered in scales, and Resa exhaled hot air, and her body was so comfortable that she groaned. The scales continue to darken and become smoother as well. Looking at his cuticle in his hand, he walked towards Kasia, unaware of the footprints that stained the ground reddish-green behind him. The pain and the danger of his body's instincts had vanished under the scales, and he was now feeling the comfort of a surge of strength.

Collapsed upright midway through, splashing a large cloud of mud.

"Hah-" There was only a half-gasping sound, and Resa didn't struggle even a moment the whole time, and then lay down completely. Only those eyes were a little deflected at the end, and with doubt, they saw Kasia's indifferent gaze.

Closing his eyes, Kasia didn't feel anything about the death of the enemy behind him, after all, he didn't know it. Silently recovering slowly from the energy in the hexagonal prism, he didn't know how long, and the humming sound woke him up from his quiet rest.

The source of the sound came from the sky covered in volcanic ash, an airship coming from the ruins of the town. The gray fog around them became thicker, and the dust that sprayed into the air was already falling.

Beside him, the slender pneumatic sword returned to its original gray-white color. It's been about an hour or two, Kasia judged.

"Did the rest of the enemy rush over? With a sure tone of questioning, the body regained a little strength, but it still did not have any remedy for the physical injuries. It is not so much that he has recovered a little now, but that the injury has been balanced under the failure of the organ chain, and it is neither up nor down. The scales are long gone, and nothing of the body is intact. He looked behind him, where the body of the enemy was mostly entangled in proliferating dragon-like tissue, and its head was almost completely encased in the muscles and nerve bundles that had begun to dissolve. But it still failed to save the body after being infected by "germs".

"The physique and foundation are different. Cassia had a sentence in her mind. He glanced at the sky at this time, the airship was still some distance away, and it would take time to search here. Without thinking about the other consequences, Kasia decisively bit down on both of his palms, took out the red mercury bomb inside, and hid it in the organs of Theodore's corpse, whose skin had dissolved to a thin layer.

Placing the starter on the ground, Kasia offered his body, biting the corner of his clothes and dragging Ressa's corpse to where he had just been, then biting the slender pneumatic sword and plunging it into the corpse's chest. After letting the corpse fall to its knees, and his upper body hanging down against the pneumatic sword, he wrapped the starter in his mouth, and then bit the handle of the silver-white box, like the larvae of an insect, arching and crawling to the other side.

"The second-generation holy sword should not be destroyed by such an explosion. "Kasia doesn't have the strength to take it.

Soon Kasia came to the foot of a mountain, shaped like a dividing line, where puffy steam erupted, with black rain on one side and magma rising on the other.

Finally, he hid behind a rock that happened to be covered in steam, and let the rain wash away from the bottom of the mountain. Kasia slowly twisted her body, tilting her head sideways, letting herself be drowning in the mud a little, exposing only half of her ears, and occasionally raising her head to breathe. Some organs have been destroyed, and the need for oxygen is not very large.

Maybe she'll fall asleep slowly after the explosion, Kasia has been thinking about it. Until the sound of "buzzing" was getting closer and closer to him, and finally the source of the sound was still in the distance. Gathering his scattered spirits, Kasia discerned the sound of footsteps on the muddy water under the lifting device.