"In addition, there is Danryl, she will be the only person who is likely to escape from here." The momentary thinking made Patrick know what he should do most at the moment. He regretted comparing the memories in his head, because the result had affected his mood too much, so his heart beats far above normal speed.

"I originally wanted to find a breakthrough in the information after knowing the information. But I didn't expect that it would bring me all the repressive dangers of uselessness and side effects." Patrick was not willing to take a breath, but he still tried hard to recall the information he had been swept by him. "Even if it was just a little bit, I should know how big the gap between him and the enemy. After encountering it, I should run away at a speed of hundreds of percent."

The reference object naturally selected the Zero, which Patrick himself is more familiar with, and the experimental subjects that he had fought with him. I imagined many possibilities, but Patrick found that there was no way to deal with it: "The captain said that even if he fought with Mr. Zero head-on, it would be better if the opponent did not enter the scale state, at least he could rely on various methods to find opportunities. But once the opponent entered the scale state, the situation would instantly fall to the side. The information said that the strength between the enemy and Mr. Zero is roughly not much different, but after two contacts, the enemy is more difficult to deal with than Mr. Zero."

"Just just the speed and strength after starting the cross pupil state, I can form footprints on my outer horny armor. I didn't dodge several attacks, and after the force point was superimposed, I could definitely punch my body with one punch. I also have the other party's perception ability, but I still haven't figured out the principle and am not affected by sight and temperature."

A crisp sound of slit appeared all over his body, and the magma-like red lines spreading across Patrick's body began to expand. The dyed skin fell from him like dry bark. Then the dark red foam-like keratin bodies expanded out in groups, stretched out the clothes, covered them layer by layer, and finally fixed them like a solidification.

"Ha,,," Patrick felt very uncomfortable. At this moment, driven by instinct, his damaged lungs were wrapped in this keratin, like self-healing and protection, tightly. His whole body was emitting amazing heat. Patrick said, "This state doesn't seem to be very good." He felt that after the injection of the drug, his consciousness became a little blurred. Like the softness of his body after waking up after taking a nap, the sounds he heard were a little distorted, with a faint stress.

After looking at the hands that have changed color, they tend to be dark red and the horny keratin is harder. However, whether it is effective against the enemy, he believes that the effect is just the difference in the number of attacks he has to bear.

Just looking at himself somewhere, Patrick was able to be strongly sure of this matter at this moment. Although this feeling was faint, it was real. Moving his feet along the stacked materials, Patrick judged which connected mine would arrive here, as close as possible to that direction.

"It's about two minutes left." I thought that Danryl went to Cromwell to discuss the matter and then left to contact him. Every second was very long, and Patrick could only hold the ultimate alloy dagger with his thick palm, imagining how to hold on as long as possible after encountering the enemy.

After touching the steel shell bomb on his waist, Patrick found a thin rope among the surrounding supplies and pierced the pull-up rings together. The enemy could not start the scale state as soon as possible when he met him. During the contact a few days ago, the enemy probably thought that it was not necessary to do that.

After moving forward for less than a hundred meters, Patrick suddenly felt the focus on his own eyes, warning that the steps he took were forced to withdraw.

"The enemy knows what I think!" I had this awareness for a long time, but after being confirmed, Patrick still felt a sense of palpitations. One was derived from the enemy's insight, and the other was the perception that there was almost no dead corner. His position was as clear as the eye of the enemy, as if it were eye-catching red dots on the map. He became a fish in the fish tank, and his every move was clearly seen without any concealment.

Where will it be? Patrick leaned against the wooden box behind him and turned his head to look around. His eyes were filled with different heights and stacked materials, and there was nothing but that, let alone the hidden enemies. The temperature perception has been emitted, and there is no information about the enemy in the heat source.

"Boom!" The sound of metal collision suddenly came from nearby. Patrick had retreated several meters away when he reacted. He stabilized his body and looked at the remaining vibrato, a man in the costume of a rebel soldier was already standing in front of him.

Are you so close? Patrick's gaze turned slightly. He just relied on the box containing bullets to observe the surroundings, and the enemy was on the other side of the wooden box of bullets. The straight line distance between the two was less than two or three meters. He didn't feel anything at all. Patrick breathed out, staring at the enemy holding the forged steel sword in front of him, and vomited out all the tension pressing in his heart.

"It seems you should know who I am, maybe you still have uncertainty in your heart."

Patrick didn't reply, he was thinking about the reason why the enemy came out on his own initiative.

"I didn't jump up and attack directly, so what I said just now should be right." Cassia thought for a while and said, "I have been observing and wanting to determine whether you know my identity. It's indeed easier to speak directly."

"There is a deal here. I want to talk to you. I wonder if there is a possibility of quieting down and talking between us now?"

"What deal?" Patrick seemed cautious and did not put all his attention elsewhere because of Cassia's words.

"I want you to help me convey the news to the captain of your team, that is, one of the knight attendants in the empire. Of course, you don't have to tell which knight attendants you belong to, there is no big difference between them. I have never wanted to have a conflict with you, but the current situation seems to be unstoppable. Not long ago, I was considering simply relying on danger to warn you, hoping that you can give up interference in the kingdom of Chil, but it is indeed an infeasible method. So after confirming that your identity is definitely not low in the team, I think there may be a good result when talking to you."

"I don't think there will be a good result." Patrick responded.

Cassia nodded: "Indeed, as you said, there will be no good results for you alone. I am already a dead person in the empire. Now that I have this small country, it is not difficult to think that death in the assessment is just a planned performance. So for you who knows that I am still alive, you definitely have no possibility of leaving this material storage place alive."

"Then what else is there to talk about? Mr. Cassia, don't you think this is like a joke? Or he can't even make a joke!"

"Just think he is a joke. What I want to say is that your death can prevent the death of others, just like there are about two thousand meters away from here. One of them is a woman, you should know. Not only them, but also your captain and other members related to you. I have the necessary reason to let the king's power win this internal war, and all hope that through you, your captain can give up here."

"It's still elsewhere, and I haven't arrived in the territory of King Chil. Killing you has no substantial benefits for me, but it will cause more trouble, well, so, you probably understand what I want to express? Of course, there is a huge premise here, that is, who will be more important than their own lives."
Chapter completed!