The flames of the explosion swelled out from the drum, and the light lit up Cassia's surroundings, and a faint orange-red light fell from the roof of the train, and the sound vibrated and fluctuated along with the huge backseat power of the blue-silver bullet to his body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The muscles in Kasia's arm were trembling, and time and opportunity might only be once. He steadied his arm, his fingers pressing down on the steel trigger in an orderly manner. It was as if he was born with an excellent feeling for the revolver, so that each shot was aimed at the position he wanted. Blue-silver bullets pierced through the air, leaving clear trajectory that slammed into the dragon's jaw. The original hollow was covered only with a layer of camouflaged minced meat, and there were no bones harder than steel. The bullet moved forward easily, tearing through all obstacles in its path.

The spinning bullet shot away at a speed that the dragons couldn't dodge, just the right distance and angle to pass through the hole that had always existed.

Eleven blue-silver bullets were fired in an instant, their point of impact forming a circle according to Kasia's circle of control, encircling Francory's hideous head in the middle. The force of the bullet shattered all the bundle nerves involved in Francie's head, and the head immediately lost its fixed object and fell. Although muscles and new nerve bundles were growing rapidly, trying to reattach Franry's head, the growth rate could not keep up with the destruction of the sudden attack.

The muscles were crumbled into crumbs and scattered around them into a cloud of blood mist. Cavities twenty or thirty centimeters in diameter were once again revealed in the air, with translucent strips of debris leaking out. That's the nerve that joins the bundle, and there is mucus stuck to it after the muscle has melted. After being broken by the blue-silver bullets, they failed to recover in time with the power of healing, and now they all fell out of the hollow.

And the blood-covered head of Franci was detached from the involvement of the bundle nerves and smashed into the dragon's large, spacious cranial cavity. Without the blessing and control of the dragon's power, the mixed brain tissue and blood in Francri's head all flowed out of the hole in his neck and trickled down the dragon's snow-white bones. Some also fell to the ground, splashing like greasy flowers.

That's when the nerves that grew out were like the tentacles of an octopus and climbed back onto Franry's head. However, the brain had already died once, and even after the dragon's own transformation, after a brief separation from the dragon's body, the tissues inside quickly decayed and died, and a lot of things flowed out and lost its original role as a brain. This head is only a layer of flesh and blood on top and bones underneath.

"Roaring 、、、、"

The dragon bit down on the silver box and let out a roar of rage as it swallowed. The muscles in his throat vibrate, and the sound waves become visible, and transparent waves rise in the air around him.

The flickering tail also became more frantic, dancing violently, and the barbs that grew on it were so sharp that the iron sheets of the train carriage could not resist them, and they were lifted into the air one by one, hitting the fleeing Kasia. Several sections of the cargo box were also cut horizontally under the tail, and the destruction was extremely complete.

Several huge claws that could easily sink into the steel also joined in the roundup of Kasia. The dragons have targeted Kasia's body. It has lost its head as the center of control, and its control over its body has become unfeared by the undeformed consciousness of its flesh and blood. The accuracy of the attack is gone, and it is now almost indiscriminate destruction on a large scale. However, Kasia did not dodge very easily, probably because of the madness, the dragons attacked more quickly and powerfully, and each time they were able to completely flatten the train cargo box.

Kasia's muscles were all tense, and he used all his strength to dodge. The air blast from the dragon attack was undoubtedly the biggest obstacle for him. In order to dodge the crazy tail and the claws that slap or sweep, Kasia's body stops and sudden turns and jumps put him under too much force in different directions. The internal organs are rubbing, colliding in the bone cavity. The bones made a sound of grinding and twisting, and her body was overwhelmed, and Kasia felt that if she continued like this, her body would become like a dragon in front of her.

While the dragons' attention was attracted to Kasia, Hack and Iyeta did not let go of this rare opportunity.

They have witnessed the whole process of dragons growing and reborn, and they have learned the simple knowledge of dragons in the family, and they know the exact location of the dragon's heart.

The two nimbly approached the dragon's side, and Iyeta's sword slashed a massive wound in the dragon's chest, revealing the intracavity structures involved in the muscles and blood vessels. Shocked followed by a timely sword, perfectly coordinated, without a little time gap. The cane sword sank into the dragon's chest, leaving only a hilt.

But there was no joy on his face, and the expression on it became gloomy. The feeling of a cane sword is not a sense of transparency that pierces an object. He felt himself stabbed at an extremely elastic object, tough and strong. Maybe that's the heart of a dragon.

The next moment he flew away, and now was not the time to think about it. Sensing the danger, the dragon had already turned its head, its mouth full of sharp teeth open, and the fiery white mist with the fishy smell of blood bit him.

Iyeta grabbed the gown from the garment and pulled him to the side, dodging the bite of the mouth, and the two of them immediately ran away from the dragons, until they were safe enough to stop and look at the dragons.

In the unobstructed view of the dragons, Horror and Iyeta saw Kasia running towards Lena and Cira, extremely fast, bulging muscles supporting the modest gown, and the blood from several wounds had begun to congage.

"It's so healing. At this time, they finally had a sigh.

In an inaudible exclamation, Kasia stood in front of Lina, reaching out to take Cira's body.

Sila was now held tightly by Lina, away from the dragon's reach. The characteristics of her life are torn between being and not being. His face was completely white, almost a trance-like transparent color. Lina was also in a bad state, and her face was filled with a feeling of exhaustion that Cassia had never seen before.

Kasia looked at Lina's tired face and exhaled, as if sighing. As long as Syra isn't really dead, there is still a chance. Then he thought of something, and the muscles on his face twitched, and there was an apologetic expression in it, I don't know if it was an apology for the situation in front of Sira, or an apology for what would be done in the future.

In this apology, he took Lena from Lina, who was there by Muna, and almost used the force of snatching to get back Silla's body.