The remaining people were forced to one side of the elevator, their eyes fixed on the dark red sword. Only then did the subtle sound of "chichi" reach everyone's ears, and wisps of steam vertically
Floating up, the man looked at the remaining people in front of him with a smile, expressing his admiration for their survival.
The range of the sword just now covered almost half of the elevator, and there were only a few blind spots. Those who were still standing to guard him at this moment did not survive by luck.
"A pneumatic weapon?" Franry said, there was a sense of ridicule in it. The empire's control of this kind of weapon is stricter than that of dragon surgery. In addition to buying it on the black market with a lot of money, there are only some extremely powerful forces.
You can see this kind of thing in the regular army.
Even though they knew that the party in the Black Fort was organized by the Imperial Mining Company and the Three Primary Colors Group, the enemy still dared to attack here without hesitation. Moreover, the number of aerial bombs deployed was also an amount that would be impossible to see in ordinary times. This was supplemented by the help of the man in front of him.
With the weapon in his hand and the attire he seems to have seen before, Franli already has a rough idea of the enemy's identity. He only needs one more step of confirmation to get the final answer.
"Yes, a pneumatic weapon!" Halfway through the man's words, the smile that had always been on his face disappeared. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, squatted down, and slashed horizontally at the remaining people in front of him. The light red shadow swept towards their chests. Frangli, Delya and others squatted or jumped up, completely shrinking their bodies into a ball, avoiding the fatal attack. The elevator steel plate behind them
Being scratched by a long sword is like cutting through running water, without any obstruction, and even if the speed of the long sword cannot be slowed down, a big crack will appear.
Seeing several people ducking away, the man immediately sheathed his sword and struck at Franli in front of him again.
Frangli's leaping body quickly stretched out in the air. He kicked off the elevator behind him with both feet, briefly dodging the man's slash and punching him with a pair of fists.
The man's body swayed lightly to one side, and Franli's attack failed and hit the steel plate of the elevator behind him. The man swung another sword at the same time, and Perricon, who had just landed from the air, had time to buffer the huge force from his body.
, without any energy left to dodge the sword, he was cut diagonally from the chest by the man's sword, his body was separated, and he died here.
At the same time, two loud "bang bang" sounds were heard from behind the man, and Franli's fist made two dents in the steel plate, leaving two obvious fist marks on it.
The dark red sword shadow once again followed the man's turn and slid into a semicircular shape in the elevator, then swung up and slashed towards Franli's head.
"Cang!"
The faint shadow of the sword solidified next to Frangli's head. At the same time, the man's face instantly showed a look of shock, and his cross pupils also shrank slightly at this time.
The long sword stopped in mid-air, where it was firmly blocked by Franli's palm. The air was immediately filled with the unpleasant smell of burnt flesh and blood, and there was a burnt sword mark on Franli's palm.
A line of snow-white hand bones could be seen from the depth. The high temperature carried by the pneumatic weapon burned the flesh and blood on his hand to a crisp, and the nearby tissues were completely necrotic under the high temperature passed over in a short period of time.
Frangli took advantage of the man's momentary surprise and punched him hard on the chest. The man's back vest had a bulge, all the ribs on his chest were broken, and some bones pierced his skin and
The fabric of the dress was exposed from the back and stained with blood.
The man took a step back helplessly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, and then fell to the blood-stained floor.
The pneumatic sword fell straight into the elevator, piercing a hole in the floor, leaving only the hilt hanging out.
Frangli's face was ugly. It was not easy to block the sword just now. His hand was twitching slightly. The pain caused by this sword was not only the slash, but also the burning of the flesh by the high temperature. He took a step forward.
He picked up the pneumatic sword with a ferocious expression on his face. The elevator slowed down at this moment and reached the bottom. Only Delya and another man who were left were leaning against the corner of the elevator, their whole bodies tensed up.
She was looking at Frangli. But Silla seemed as if nothing had happened at all. Her skirt was stained with bright red blood, and her exquisite high heels were also covered with blood stains. She looked coldly on her face and stood there.
Behind Franli, his eyes were full of energy.
The protective door slowly opened, and Franri didn't even look at the dead Perricone. The pain in his hands was still there, and he was very angry in his heart, and kicked the dead man's body.
The body flew out from the half-opened protective door and did not fall to the ground as hard as everyone expected. There was a man standing not far outside the elevator. It was he who stretched out his hand to catch the man's warm body from behind.
and placed it firmly on the ground.
It was an old man with gray hair, and his snow-white evening gown was stained with blood, a bright and dazzling red. The old man's face was very energetic, and the smile on his face was still so amiable. He stood there like a winding mountain, piercing the sky.
The power and pressure came suddenly when the protective door was completely opened, like waves crashing on Franli and his group.
"I knew there would be problems, but the other people just didn't believe me. It was really something that couldn't be explained to them." The old man shook his head and sighed, "Do you think so? Master Frangli."
"It is indeed your Holy Emperor Hall." Frangli raised the pneumatic sword in his hand and squeezed out these words through clenched teeth.
Cassia shook off the wet soil from his body, and then took off the gentle tablecloth wrapped around his body. He and Lina jumped into the large pit created by the huge force of steam in an instant, avoiding the bombardment of the aerial bombs falling from above.
With the cushioning protection of the tablecloth, they were not harmed by the high-temperature steam. After staying in the steam for less than ten seconds, Kasia and Lina were still wet even though they were still wrapped in a thick tablecloth.
Their clothes, and by the way, all the makeup on their faces was destroyed.
Wiping her face with the wet tablecloth several times, Cassia wiped off the makeup of various colors that had been mixed together on her face. When he found Lina on the other side based on the intensity of the induction on her body, she was also there.
Do the same thing.
"What an unexpected attack that disrupted all our plans." Linna threw away the used tablecloth and said with a bitter smile, "I hope Silla can survive the bombing above." She also felt in her heart.
There is no self-confidence. Ever since the tribe was wiped out and they became a commodity like slaves, there has been almost no chance for the two to meet. Linna is not sure about Silla's current condition and appearance.
"Don't worry, Silla has always been by Franli's side. You have to believe that Franli will not die so easily." Cassia looked at the large square below the ground that had returned to calm. The black castle above had now been destroyed.
It's a ruin, but except for the damage caused by the steam pipes, the building just below the Black Castle is still intact, and there is no problem caused by the aerial bombing above. I have to admire the Empire
Mining Source Company’s proficiency and accomplishments in construction.
"Let's go down first," Cassia said to Lina, "and then go to the elevator. Franli was very close to the stage at the time. They wanted to avoid the bombing, get into the elevator, and then go underground.