There was no movement around, and the gunfire outside seemed to be getting farther and farther away from the factory.

"Is Ovilla in trouble too?" Frito was holding the gear in one hand, and as he thought about it, his cross pupils suddenly constricted, and his body naturally took a few steps back, and the gear was instinctively blocked in front of him.

The scorching breath suddenly hit his face, and the temperature-sensing image in his eyes was instantly occupied by a patch of red. The gears heated up rapidly, and in the lower middle, an orange-red area of steel had appeared, and the molten iron began to drip down, and then a bright red sword tip broke through the gears and stabbed him in the chest.

Frito immediately spun the gear, trying to get the tip of the sword stuck in the gear. But as if underestimating the temperature it carried, the steel gears were completely like a piece of tissue paper, and in less than a breath, the tip of the sliding sword was cut in half. After taking a few steps back, Frito picked up another gear and was about to throw it when several explosions came to his ears in advance. The wall next to the metal door in front of him swelled outward, and then two dark red ballistic lines like flowing shadows broke through the wall and shot at his body.

Gritting his teeth, Frito unconsciously took a few steps back under the tremendous momentum of the bullet before stabilizing his body. Without bothering to pull out the two bullets embedded in his abdomen, he grabbed the gear on the shelf next to him and threw it at the metal door in front of him. A few dark red sword lights streaked, and several gears all turned into two halves.

"Ding!" wanted to throw a few more gears to stop Kasia's footsteps, but the gear in his hand was hit by the bullet that followed, and the hole in it exploded, and the huge force even flipped back at a considerable angle with Frito's hand.

"Knock knock、、、 The other five bullets had already found five excellent lines between the gears that had been cut in half and had not yet landed in the blink of an eye, and they all slammed into his body.

Movements that could not be absorbed in time caused Frito's body to fly backwards. He hurriedly grabbed the shelves with his free hands, and his leaning body stopped in place as if frozen. The arm turned into a chain, using the shelves to counteract the terrifying impact of several blue-silver bullets while trying to straighten his body. But the right-angled steel in his hand had been twisted and deformed in a short moment, and the next moment it could not withstand the sudden huge pulling force and broke with a bang. Frito fell to the ground and scraped a meter or two before he came to a complete stop. The shelves shook violently, and the lightweight gears placed on the top layer were shaken off quite a bit, hitting Frito's body.

Frito hurriedly propped himself up, trying to stand up, and ran to the open area like the test area. But the bright red muscles on his face suddenly trembled uncontrollably, as if he wanted to make a surprised expression, and the cross pupils in his eyes also swelled outward. In the temperature-sensing image of his head, a hot object that was about to turn white was flying towards him, stabbing at his heart, which was beating more and more violently in his chest.

Without thinking about it at all, he could only stretch out his hands and grasp the incandescent object in his hands. The hot blade sliced through his palm, eventually canceling out the force on the pneumatic sword, and the tip of the sword stopped a few centimeters above his heart.

"Sneer、、、sss The exoskeleton under the skin also couldn't withstand the high temperature of the pneumatic sword, and while it was smoked black, the bones were also burned by the high temperature and became fragile.

The smell of burnt air stirred into Frito's snort, and he moved his hands to toss the pneumatic weapon aside. But Kasia had already picked up a huge disc gear from the bottom of the shelf, jumped in front of Frito, and slammed it into the hilt of the pneumatic sword.

Under the muffled sound of "bang", the speed of Frito's hands could not keep up with the speed of Kasia's rotation of the disc gear, but he could deviate the tip of the pneumatic sword from his heart, and the pneumatic sword had already pierced through his body, and most of the sword pierced his body and submerged under the concrete floor.

The high-pressure gas in the body found an exit, and at this time, a piece of charred organ tissue inside turned into a cloud of black smoke, which sprayed several meters from around the pneumatic sword. The swollen body shrank in a circle, and the blood turned into an unpleasant gas, leaking through the gap and filling Frito's surroundings.

The body was still struggling violently, and the cross pupils in Frito's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and the vague sound of pain was all blocked in his throat. He saw Kasia's feet trying to stomp on his chest, and he yelled, his dark hands in front of his chest, and then his body was pulled to the side by his own legs.

The pneumatic sword nailed to the ground slashed through his right chest, slicing through a charred sword mark. At the same time, he led the foot that Kasia stepped on to the side with both hands, dodged and stood up with the shelf, and then without any hesitation, he kicked the ground with both feet and ran frantically towards the front end of the shelf. At this time, the blood also broke through the scorched substance that adhered together, and splattered out, spilling all the way.

The "ding-ding-、、、" bell rang out, and after two or three seconds, Frito's confused mind finally recognized that it was the sound of the shells falling and hitting the ground, and that six bullets had hit his back almost simultaneously. His body was knocked off by the bullet, and he felt as if he was running faster, a large amount of blood squeezing out of his broken right chest wound with fragments of internal organs. Immediately slammed to the ground, Frito's rolling body emitting an irregular red mark on the wet ground.

Blood foamed from his mouth and nose, and his tumbling body stopped after hitting the inspection machine. He braced himself to his feet, but the pressure had hit him hard in the back, crushing him to the ground.

"Ahhh、、、、h It lasted less than two seconds before the sound came out of nowhere, and all that was left was the unaffected scream of the ultra-vapor compression device.

Kasia looked at Frito's skinless head, blood slowly pouring out of the severed neck, quickly infecting large swaths of the ground. He flipped the switch on the pneumatic sword, and the red-hot blade began to cool down, and the color faded into a gray-black color. The scales on his face have all been peeled off, revealing the redness underneath. The hair also thinned and the cuticles on the hands disappeared. The black scales on his body had mostly disappeared when he returned to the room at the bottom of the warehouse. The left side of his body was almost completely soaked with blood under the skin, an abnormal dark purple. And only then did Kasia realize the power of that huge shotgun. The iron sand composed of tiny balls, the lethality they carried was not completely blocked by the black scales. It is only the surface that is well protected, and the inside of the body still receives the impact it deserves.

The scaly state requires not only the stimulation of dragon blood, but also the devouring method of Sucarus. And the method of the giant whale that I got from Lina seems to happen passively whenever the devouring effect is activated. Since then, the sensation of pain and the body's signs of damage have been instinctively blocked out by the body.