Moving almost out of thin air, the impact of his legs sent the ground sinking nearly half a meter, and some shallow roots were cocked from the dirt, breaking open and spewing fresh juice.

With his feet touching the ground more than a dozen meters away, Kasia grabbed the two men who rushed at him and folded them when he broke his neck, using them as a bulletproof plate to block the several explosive crossbow arrows fired by the enemy behind him. Without respite, two corpses exploded in front of him, blood mist and bright red shards splattering. The momentum that pressed on him caused Kasia to retreat again, and then, a streamer of light passed through the corpse in front of him without hindrance, slashing it in two.

"Boom!" Cassia grabbed the steel-hulled bomb and used it as an iron ball, and the corpse that was hit slammed forward with great force, and a streamer of light intertwined into a web, in which the hard bones turned into rotten wood, and were cut open by the streamer without a sound, and then became fragments and scattered. Together with the steel-hulled bomb, it also became fragments at this level of sharpness.

、、、A pair of arms, obviously two or three times larger than humans, fanned forward the scattered corpse pieces, and then the air exploded before the sound appeared, and a bird's wing-like thing suddenly burst into Kasia's heart at the same speed as the sound under the cover of the corpse pieces.

The body instinctively twisted, but the speed of the wings, along with the dynamic power of Kasia, could only capture the vague stream. With a loud voice, Kasia's back bulged slightly, and her clothes bulged up after the power was transmitted, and the existing rift was completely torn, and a fragment of her clothes flew behind her. Ahead, the enemy captain was already in a dashing form, he had lost his human appearance, his body was enlarged laterally, his skin was covered with a layer of fine gray hair, and his arms and legs, as well as his body, there were some shrunken wing-like objects that only birds would have.

Werewolf?Kasia's knee-jerk reaction, the other party's eyes, face full of fluttering hair, and silver-white claws on the front of his hands and feet all no longer indicate the state of the enemy. Similar to the scaling ability, it can change its appearance. Is it a surgical development that only exists in the Flame Alliance, a country that is anomalously close to nature and Class II creatures?

There was no room for deep thought, and the air was pressing on Kasia again at this moment, and Osnia would not give the enemy any chance at all. The changed size of his body has almost multiplied his strength and speed, and the distance of several meters will not even require the time to blink an eye. He ran like a wall made of steel, and his crossed hands were still growing in length with silver-white claws.

Osnia, who landed on one foot, sank his entire ankle under the ground, and his body suddenly fell back, as if spreading his solid chest, and at the same time he used his greatest strength to pull his hands apart, the other foot also kicked towards Kasia's lower body with a sharp kick.

"Bell!" the two feet collided together, and the fallen leaves around the two of them were scattered by the oppressive and exploding air. There was a brief pause in the smooth movement of his body, and the moment Osnia looked ahead, a gray wing nailed to the enemy's chest took up almost half of his vision. Then, there was a piece of skin on the enemy's chest that had turned gray-black the size of a palm.

"Poison doesn't work?" the thought flashed through Osnia's mind. Immediately, he had the impression that the sharp claws that were supposed to directly cut the enemy in two could only cut through the skin of the enemy's waist, and his hands were tightly clamped by the enemy, and the cyan blood flowing from the wound had already corroded half of the claws.

"Whew、、、" Osnia exhaled, and the gray-haired arm began to squirm, and the next moment it expanded again, and at the same time as countless blood vessels burst out, the sharp claws on his hand immediately grew, and for a time it exceeded the speed of cyan blood corrosion. But even though the arms have swelled, they still can't spread a little distance now, and there is even a tendency to close into an encirclement at the moment.

The legs that touched each other were still glued together at the moment, and there was no tendency to separate at all. But after a short period of time, Osnia felt that whether it was his hands or his own desire to kick the enemy's feet, he was completely inferior in the competition of strength.

He didn't dare to drag it down, even if there were still his own men around, but at such a close range, Osnia could feel that even so, the enemy still maintained the continuous sonic attack. His body suddenly took off, and the last foot was instantly lifted and kicked forward. But Cassia thinks the same as him, if there are no people around, he can completely lock the enemy, tear off the enemy's arm little by little with his strength, and even at close range, the directional high-frequency sound wave has the opportunity to penetrate the opponent's eyes and go directly to the brain.

Both of them raised the other foot at the same time, and in the small space, observing each other's intentions, they changed the direction of the kick at the same time, and met together in mid-air.

"Boom!" the slamming of his feet was like a heavy truck, and when Kasia let go of his hands, his body was already stretched, and he watched the two intersecting streamers instantly staggered together like scissors a centimeter or two on his body.

The next moment, the two separated at the same time, and when the impact and shock forces traveled all over their bodies, Kasia twisted in the air and slapped his palm on the ground, and landed steadily on the ground after a meter or two. In the next second, Kasia was already a few meters away, and the high-frequency sound wave was stirred again, and in the sound of bones shattering, several people were hit by steel-hulled bombs and flew several meters away. At this point, Kasia had lost interest in pulling the ring, and the steel-hulled bomb used as an iron ball was obviously much better.

And Osnia rolled on the ground for a lap or two before he rolled over. Looking at the finger prints left by the clamping on his wrists, it was hard for him to imagine that the enemy's arms, which were several times smaller than his own, could have such tremendous power. Catching the enemies that were still scurrying around him, he chased them again. The number of other members of the party is decreasing too quickly.

The agility of the wolf was enhanced several times by Osnia, and his body seemed bulky, but he was the only one of the twenty or so people around him who could keep up with Kasia.

The distance was quickly closed, and Osnia controlled the growth of sharp claws, swinging his arms into cutting machines, and the corpses and ancient trees were all sliced in his path. But the attack all grazed the enemy's body, and some of them cut through the skin, but the red blood scab on the wound on the enemy's waist just now showed that this injury was completely ineffective.

"Wow!" Among the few remaining members, a few of the second-stage members spat out mouthfuls of blood at the moment. The vertical pupils in Osnia's eyes condensed slightly, and after a few meters of rapid movement, his body expanded half a circle again. Each step leaves deep footprints and pits in the ground, allowing him to get closer to the enemy more quickly than he can get faster. Just in sight, one of his enemies who happened to be cut off with a palm suddenly stopped and turned around.

It was a smile! The thought exploded in Osnia's brain, what had he missed? Before he could react to the answer, the steel-hulled bombs that Kasia threw at the enemy exploded. Although the position was off, there was exactly one in Osnia's path towards him, and it was close enough.

The next moment his vision was obscured by the faint light, dirt, and smoke that rose up instantly, and his ears were filled with the roar of an explosion for a while, like a blast in his head. Losing the enemy's figure in a short moment, without the slightest hesitation, Osniaden stopped his body, and while retracting his hands, he twisted and shot backwards to the side.

The vision was torn apart by the distortion of his body, but in the torn picture, Osnia saw the smoke of the explosion rolling, and for a short moment, as if the smoke had never appeared as soon as it had just been rolled, a fist broke through the smoke and appeared out of thin air, reorganizing and freezing the torn picture.

Osnia twisted his neck to avoid the path of the punch, and as he lifted his nearest arm to block, his other hand clenched into a cone and slammed it in the direction of the fist. However, the sudden vibrations were transmitted from his abdomen to his whole body at no intervals.

As her mouth opened uncontrollably and blood spurted out, Osnia looked at the messed up smoke in confusion, why it was getting farther and farther away from her at this moment.

The next moment, a transparent passage appeared in the smoke, Osnia's pupils contracted extremely tightly, and instinctively lowered his head, and the skin on the back of his head immediately turned into fragments, and he himself crashed into an ancient tree more than ten meters away. As the shock spitted out mouthfuls of blood again, the sound of exploding gunfire simultaneously reached Osnia's ears, and his heart exploded, splattering his muscles and blood foam. In the end, the six warheads failed to penetrate the chest, only exploding a bright red muscle pit,

Hurriedly stabilizing his body, Osnia only realized at this moment that the enemy's punch just now was just a false shake, and the real attack was a horizontal kick, which directly broke three or four of his ribs through the cushion of several layers of muscles.

"Whew、、、" After a brief thought, the air was completely pressed against Osnia, and Kasia flew in front of him.

The air shook rapidly, and the hair on Osnia's body fell back, and there was a tendency to interrupt his thoughts briefly. But his vision was not affected by the high-frequency sound waves, a streamer flashed, but it was abruptly interrupted halfway, a palm accurately clamped his wrist, and in the unconscious "click", a fist had smashed directly into his armpit.

Osnia's body fell to the side, and he watched as the muscles on his shoulders burst through the skin, cracking layer by layer, revealing snow-white bones. The next moment, the muscles that were still attached to his shoulders immediately tensed, and Osnia felt that he was being pulled into the arms of his enemy, and the enemy quickly withdrew his hand after unloading his arm with a punch, and at this moment he already held a tactical knife.

"Ding!" The tactical knife disconnected in response, and the sound of air explosion broke out simultaneously, and when a blood mist spread out of thin air within a range of several meters, a stream of shadows shot out backwards, quickly losing its shadow. Light machine gun fire then swept in, knocking out a row of holes in the blood mist. The sporadic gunshots poured into the blood mist like the last unwilling roar, until there were no more flames from the muzzles, but the remaining dozen or so members still pressed the trigger.

The blood mist began to roll after the gunfire disappeared, and the air was like a tidal wave, expanding and shrinking around the blood mist.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

、、、、

A dozen or so members could hear their own heartbeats at the moment, never so clearly, and the sound was as if their hearts would burst open in the next moment. The dizziness in his head increased, and a dozen or so members spat out mouthfuls of blood one after another at this moment, and their unbalanced bodies finally collapsed. In their blurred vision, they saw a scaly monster emerge from the blood mist, holding a huge arm with a sharp cut in one hand and a tactical knife hilt that had been clenched and deformed in the other. It's just that there are nearly two dozen gray wings stuck in the scales of the whole body, some of which are not half cut off, and some of which are only shallow embedded in the body.

This was the last thing they saw, and their consciousness was plunged into darkness.

There was a brief silence that lasted only a second or two. Then sporadic gunshots rang out, and after a few breaths, a graveyard-like silence descended, guarding a corpse with all its heads blown open.

、、、、、、、

"All back! All back! Come back quickly!"

"Ha 、、、 、、、 Hu Hu 、、、"

"Transfer to the support team immediately! No! No! Transfer to the main headquarters! immediately!"

"It takes half a minute to 、、、、、、," the other was startled by the roaring voice, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Tell them, tell the General Command, tell the support team that I'm in mortal danger, I need the fastest rescue, I need 、、、"

“、、、、、、、”

"My lord, Lord Osnia?" the words from the communicator became the underlying sound of the surrounding environment, and as the communicator fell to the ground, the question was completely rotted like dead leaves.

Osnia stood still, his wounds oozing blood from his momentary loss of consciousness. The gray wings on the arms and legs, as well as on various parts of the body, were gone, replaced by thumb-sized pits of flesh.

The vertical pupils condensed into a line, and Osnia stood still, letting the blood drip from his body. It was quiet, and the sound of blood dripping on the dead leaves could be heard clearly. Osnia then turned his head slowly, looked around, and finally remembered something, and with a shaking, he looked up, only to see a dormant bat-like object hanging upside down on a main branch of the ancient tree in front of him, which was about ten meters high.

More like a silkworm chrysalis, it was harvested all over its body, reflecting the cold light, and was anchored to the branch of an ancient tree by a thick rope-like object covered with barbs.

I don't know when, maybe I've been waiting here for a long time, but I don't have to.

Thinking about it, Osnia watched as the chrysalis-like object loosened its hold and fell freely from a distance of ten meters. Shaken among the dead leaves, as if breaking through the silkworm chrysalis and becoming a moth, a figure slowly stood up and stretched out one of his hands. In the palm of his palm, which was also covered with scales and pure black, he was clutching a thick and broken arm at the moment.

"Ah、、、、、h

"Your Excellency, Lord Osnia, please speak, Lord Osnia!"

"Zizi Zizi 、、、"