The first one hundred and forty-nine chapters began to burn the flame (sixteen)
The shield is shaped like a powerful fan blade. The moment it is waved by Cassia, it generates extremely strong wind force. The steam flowing in the entire wide mine is unbalanced at this moment. It all changes direction at once and pours towards the position of the steam furnace. It flows away.
The steam was sucked back, as if the stock was insufficient. Where the shield was waved, the torrent of steam immediately broke, revealing a large blank. It is a common vacuum process in food factories, and the waving shield achieved a short-term effect at this time.
The same effect comes.
The enemy captain showed a clearer appearance. The strength was not his body, but the gray-white hard cuticle that proliferated from the inside of the body. The appearance was similar to the cracked old bark of an aged tree, in the form of pieces or pieces.
, layer upon layer of tiles are stacked up on the body irregularly. Vulnerable areas such as the heart and neck are thickened intentionally, and the shape is more like a smelted metal block, with sufficient density, weight and texture. It can be used as an attack method.
At the joints, in addition to artificially adding something like an iron chain, the enemy's own cuticle also formed a cylindrical trapezoid-like cone-shaped object according to the requirements during its development.
In a very short period of time, Cassia's rapidly rotating thoughts reminded him of two similar things. One was that he had just solved a few power-assisted armors, and the cuticles on the enemy were very close to them. If he could follow his
Consciously forming some tubes for aesthetic purposes, the only difference between the two may be the inner material. The second is the ability to develop full-coverage bone surgeries that Cassia is very reluctant to encounter.
That layer of seemingly hard bones has extremely high toughness. The metal-like layer of bones has an extremely fine sponge-like structure inside, which can absorb most of the force and impact of objects that hit him. If there is any damage to the body,
The exercise of organs and tissue structures can indeed be regarded as the one with the strongest defensive properties among the various surgical developments that Cassia knows.
Although the opponent is not the thirty-six knight attendants himself, his identity will definitely be one of the top few in the team. Perhaps it is an advanced version developed by full-coverage bone surgery. At this time, Cassia's thoughts were waved by him.
The shield crashed down and landed on the enemy.
His weight can only be regarded as a slightly obese one among the surgeons. The shield disconnected with a loud sound, and Patrick flew out and hit the rock wall of the mine. The steam surged back at this time, filling the gap between the two.
The place filled up instantly.
"Bengbeng,,," another person caught Cassia's position, raised a musket and fired in this direction. Cassia caught the direction of the gun muzzle, and held half of the shield in his hand in front of him, catching the ball among the children.
Like a game, he caught all the fired bullets. At the same time, he rushed towards the man who was moving and shooting, grasped the distance, and when he got close, he used the half shield in his hand to hit the enemy's head.
Without a good defensive surgery development project, this enemy could only rely on his body to resist. Moreover, he had no way of knowing Cassia's attack method. He simply made a defensive posture and expected to rely on his own reflexes to deal with the enemy.
s attack.
But Cassia did not give him such time. The next moment the shield fanned out the steam, it came into contact with his upper body. The spine in his waist was immediately twisted under the huge force, and the crackling sound of bones breaking brought a tangible touch that penetrated the skin.
The enemy flew out and rolled for more than ten meters in the mine before hitting the rock wall and stopping. He could no longer climb up.
"Huhu,,," Patrick, who had already stood up, caught up with him and punched him hard. The steam flow became chaotic around his fist. The short battle just now had already let him know that the enemy had some special way of perception, which was similar to that of the enemy.
Temperature perception, which is affected by ambient temperature, can capture its own position in this environment.
Not having an advantage in information, Patrick understood that if he wanted to kill the enemy, he had to stick close to the enemy and rely on his keen perception to catch the enemy from the steam torrent. A suit of cuticle armor was just right for him to do this.
The punch missed as expected, and Patrick immediately withdrew his fist and swept towards Cassia with a kick.
The blurry shadow in front of "Boom" immediately changed its shape. The influence of the steam, as well as the enemy's flexibility and speed, left Patrick no time and opportunity to seize it. When instinct drove Patrick to close his feet, his vision was already unbalanced.
The ankle was caught, and the astonishing force of the chimera sent Patrick's whole body upside down in an instant. The vibration was transmitted from the heart through the blood to the whole body. The next moment, Patrick felt that the other foot that was preparing to fight back was also caught, and he immediately leaned on his waist.
When you bend your body to hug the enemy, your whole body will be moved around with the enemy as the center.
The huge force created an irresistible centrifugal force on Patrick, and his bent waist was straightened directly. Before Patrick could hold his head with his hands to defend himself, a panicky feeling of weightlessness suddenly came over him.
"Boom!" Suddenly touching the ground, a semicircular impact pattern appeared in the torrent of steam among the splashing rocks. Fine patterns burst out on the cuticle, and the huge impact force directly penetrated Patrick's body.
"Ha..." The air squeezed out of his body was accompanied by a large mouthful of blood, forcing Patrick to open his mouth.
"I'm definitely stuck on the mine floor." When his thoughts returned to his head, Patrick only had this thought. He didn't know how long he was in a trance, but in such a battle, any loss of consciousness would cause great trouble. At this moment,
Even with the thick cuticle armor as a buffer and absorbing most of the force, the damage to the body's internal body is still beginning to show.
The pain made Patrick wake up very quickly. When he flexed and stretched his feet to kick out, he supported the ground with his hands at the same time and pulled himself out of the ground. He immediately went to get the short knife at his waist, and kicked out at the same time with his flexed and stretched feet.
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It was unclear why the enemy let go of his grip at this moment, but the sense of danger on the road emanating from the black shadow in front of him made Patrick just want to put his feet on the ground as soon as possible in order to distance himself from the enemy.
The black figure in front of him shrank into an irregular ball, and Patrick urgently urged his feet to hit the ground quickly. When his toes touched the ground, an air explosion sounded in his ears. Then the sound was replaced by the tearing sound of the wind.
.This is a subconscious feeling in the body. Patrick suddenly felt like something had kicked him in the chest, and the sunken cuticle gave him the illusion of suffocation.
"Shouldn't it be rushing to the back of you?" From his sight, Patrick realized that the torrent of steam was flowing back toward him and going away in the opposite direction. Blood poured out of his mouth, and the black shadow disappeared in his eyes.
Gone.
Patrick flew out with a "boom" and stopped when he hit something hard. When his consciousness returned, he realized that he seemed to be in the lounge just now, and Janet, who was wearing power-assisted armor, was helping him up. To the side, across the room,
Danielle's face, which was very close, came into his pupils.
"It would be better to retreat." Patrick coughed up blood and spoke weakly. He lowered his head, and his two footprints were deeply imprinted on the cuticle of his chest.