Several people responded at the same time, and now was the last step for them, and no mistakes could be made. The dying counterattack was usually extremely fierce, because they could no longer worry about their lives, and their only thought was on how to kill the other party. In their eyes, let alone enemies like Cassia who already had too many unknown information.

The arc circle unfolded again, Agnes and the others found their place, sent signals to each other in the password, and shot with pistols together. The sound finally came from the silent mountains, and the transmission and echoed far and far in the valley. Then the trees collapsed one after another because of bullets piercing through the trunks, lifting up the ashes falling from the leaves.

Agnes and the others did not feel nervous or anxious about Cassia's body. Several rounds of shooting were avoided. The only function was that some bullets were brushing against Cassia's body, causing the charred shell or dark red muscles that were bonded to him torn a little. They knew that with Cassia's current injury, this kind of injury was optional, and it was not necessary to have a little more, because it would not affect his current condition, nor would it make the injury worse.

"Why is this happening?" Agnes and Saint-Ged had the same questions in their heads. The other party could still predict their own shooting and avoid the route the bullets took. Although they were surprised that Cassia could still do this in his current state, it was not surprising at all.

What was unexpected was why Cassia didn’t feel panic and urgency. She kept calm and would not have any flaws due to the reversal of the situation and the difficult situation. This is what Agnes and the others are currently unable to accept.

In the next few rounds of shooting, Cassia's already severely burned body added several blood marks. There was no blood flowing, and the wound was just bright red flesh and blood, and there was no shadow of light green thick blood. I don't know if the consumption was too huge, or because I realized in advance that the wound would appear, I pressed all the blood vessels there in advance.

"At present, this situation is definitely not good news!" Augustus replaced the magazine, "It was originally hit by a flying boat and landed on the ground. The five of us carried few bullets, so we could barely maintain several rounds of shooting. Now the carrying capacity of the pistol against the blue silver bullets is about to reach its limit, but we don't know if the number of bullets is insufficient or the pistol cannot withstand it first."

"Also, I don't know if you have found it. We seem to have a huge advantage now and can rush over to get Cassia's life at any time. Is the actual situation really the same as what we think? There are still many gaps between ideas and reality? Is it true that I was seriously injured. I saw the power of the red mercury bomb, and he definitely couldn't avoid it. But as Cassia, I really have to praise his tenacious vitality. In fact, it is us who have become nervous and anxious now, and this is what,

I hope you all think about it carefully. Do you observe Cassia carefully, and it looks like she was being forced into a desperate situation!" Augustus thought that he was doing something extremely ridiculous now, in many ways. Perhaps it was because of Cassia's fame in the empire, but he could do nothing, because the assessment of the Knight Servant confirmed that he could indeed match this reputation. Cassia, a hundred meters away, was like climbing out of the cremation field, but still had a deterrent effect when standing there.

The spiritual manifestation, Augustus said in his heart. The other party was too calm and inevitably made him think a lot. The other party probably knew this - in this state, no flaws could be revealed, especially emotions and spirit. Augustus comforted himself, but the effect was not ideal.

"Casia must have guessed what we were thinking. Because of this, he was as unscrupulous as he is now. No one dared to rush up at this time. He was confident to take one of us before he died. The point is that we are sure that he can do this. In fact, can he really do it now?" For a moment, Saint Ged returned to his original work, and the various enlightenment and suggestive knowledge learned by the Holy Envoy era.

"Augus is right, we are worried now." Saint-God added, and he has been observing Cassia. "You have definitely discovered this, but no one is willing to say it. It has only been two or three minutes. Compared with Cassia a few minutes ago, both in terms of state and spirit, the changes are really big. Although he is trying hard to hide his recovery, he still needs to be more diligent to deceive us."

The flesh and blood on Cassia's left arm, which seemed to be missing due to corrosion, did not recover, but now there was no white bone. A new thin layer of muscle climbed up and covered it. The burnt black flesh shell did attach to him. After careful observation, it was not difficult to find that the new skin had already grown.

"When we came here, his condition was indeed very bad. But one thing must be remembered clearly, that was a few minutes ago. I have a bad news, of course this is a guess. Solid red mercury, everyone is familiar with it, right? I don't know Augustus, but there is at least one in each of us at this moment,,,"

"Yetelin's quota was obtained by Cassia. Cassia also hunted at least one ferocious creature. I think there is at least one solid red mercury in its body. Its utilization rate of solid red mercury is definitely stronger than that of us." In a deep voice, Isabel followed Saint Ged's words. She, Agnes and others understood what Saint Ged wanted to express. At this moment, Cassia was probably using their respective psychology to delay the recovery time for herself. With solid red mercury, even if it is not enough material to support it, it will definitely not be lacking in energy.

When talking, a crisp sound came from the front. A thick charred shell of a little finger foamed under high temperature fell off Cassia's abdomen, and the new skin was still tender and bright red, tender and delicate. The skin then quickly faded away the new color and turned into a blood-colored white color.

At this time, Cassia began to walk slowly and vigilantly within a few meters of the place. There was a little more light in her already deserted and indifferent eyes.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, Agnes and others felt the scent that was gradually increasing in their eyes.

"The last round of shooting, after the bullets, must speed up the time. There are too many information about Cassia that we don't know. I am afraid of delaying it. What Augustus and Saint-Ged are worried about will happen in front of us." In the end, Agnes came out to make a summary of the nature of the word, "I don't need to remind you here, be careful."

To determine the number of bullets and the stability of the gun, the five people changed their positions and pressed the distance for dozens of meters. The gunshots stopped and Agnes and the others slowly approached. The situation was the same as expected, as expected, because if they were themselves, even the blue silver bullets, at such a distance, the surgeons in the top three stages could dodge. This is the only thing that is used in daily training, but they are not just using a fatal bullet. If you want to hit the gun, Cassia has already demonstrated them - unexpected attacks, otherwise the body will be able to react instinctively when they perceive the moment they perceive.

However, the skin reborn in Cassia's abdomen still tore apart due to the wind caused by the bullet, revealing a bright red muscle. The charred necrotic flesh shells were separated from part of it. In Agnes and the others' eyes, the situation was indeed moving in the direction he was worried about.

The only thing that was unclear was how Kassia's current condition was recovering. The light and breath in his eyes became stronger and stronger. After more than a minute, as the last burst gunshot opened, Agnes let out a roar, and the black scales quickly covered his body. When Augustus rushed out a few meters away, his body instantly expanded, and then became thinner like a deflated. This time, his wheat-colored skin became whiter. Looking closely, a light gray color covered his body.

At the edge of the arc-shaped encirclement, when the bullet was about to be used, the proliferation tissue in his body had already been active. Running away was his entire state. At the other edge of the arc-shaped encirclement, Isabel had another gray-green dagger in his hand. The blade and sword had a regular vertical hole in his head, which was connected to the end of her right hand through an internal channel. A layer of horny was secreted from his right hand, wrapping the hilt of the sword, making it look like one with the palm. The silver-gray Mevis was still behind the four, but his speed was not inferior to that of the four.

The air suddenly stopped quiet, and ran and pulled the airflow. Saint Ged and his friends stomped the ground with each step. There was a crackling sound around Mevis, and they placed their hands around their waists, ready to connect to the radiant tube at any time.

However, a hundred meters away, in the blink of an eye, Agnes and the others truly felt the closer they were to Cassia. It was also at this moment that the aura on Cassia suddenly collapsed and collapsed, and they turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

"Chasing!" Agnes had not yet shouted, but the others had already forced themselves to increase their speed. Cassia's speed was not fast, and it was much slower than before.

"Avoiding shooting is his limit." With certainty in his words, Saint Ged roared. The air was squeezed to both sides in front of him, and each step spanned several meters away. The explosive power and extremely tough body, in just two or three steps, he went to the front. The long sword unfolded again, buzzing.

Within a breath, Saint Ged went behind Casia. He stepped on the ground with all his strength, and while moving his body forward, he turned around with the wide-blade sword and slashed hard towards Casia's back.

"Dong,,," the tent sparks splashed in an instant, and Cassia flew out nearly ten meters away. After rolling for a few rounds, she hit the trees, barely stood up, but she spit out a large mouthful of sticky blood, which instantly ablated the ground. A small piece of black scale behind it blocked the attack. She did not dare to stay where she was, Cassia stood up and continued to retreat.

"Catch up!" The few people suddenly had strength. Saint Ged disappeared from the spot, and together with Agnes and the others became a shadow, shuttled between the trees.

"Dong!" Sangued, dozens of meters away, went to the sky above Casia, predicted the position where Casia would go next, and slashed downward with all his strength in the air.

Cassia was fixed in place, her feet sinking into the ground, and the dispersed force pressed the pit around her. There were new scales flying away on her shoulders. When she tilted her shoulders to remove the wide-blade sword, the air then exploded. The downward airflow rolled up dead leaves, and a long stick fell down from the sky. Cassia had only one left hand covering the scales and swayed at the angle, blocking and pushing the stick away, but the new flesh and blood on the wound of her left hand torn apart, revealing the whiteness of the bones. The huge force shocked Cassia's whole body, and the ground was swallowed to the position of his waist, making him seem to be shorter in an instant.

At this time, no one needed to remind him. The Saint-Ged, who fell from the air, touched the ground and went to Cassia. While giving up his position to Agnes and Isabel, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, stood firm and raised his sword, preparing for the next slash.

At the same time, Augustus raised his long stick and pressed it on Cassia's shoulder again, preventing him from pulling out his feet from the soil. Agnes and Isabel arrived at this time, and each occupied a position. A sword shadow instantly enveloped Cassia. The tent sparks suddenly wrapped Cassia like flames.

"Neck!" Saint Ged roared, his hands suddenly burst out, and the next swing was coming.

"Buzz!"

A fine tremor sound suddenly sounded in my mind as if from the depths of everyone's spirit. At this moment, all the sounds seemed to disappear, and only this buzzing sound that made people's eardrums trembled around them.

Saint Gede had an illusion in an instant, as if he had heard the last tremor left after the ancient bronze bell of the Holy Temple was ringed at 12 o'clock every day.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He felt that his power disappeared suddenly, not the power of his arm itself, but a strange illusion of falling from a high altitude, or being weightless when he drowned when he was a child. He felt that he had lost contact with the ground in an instant, and the power he wanted to use was gone without a support object, and it disappeared invisible.

Subconsciously, he knew something was wrong. When Saint Gedde thought, he realized that there was a problem in his sight. Because he saw Cassia moving. Then he suddenly realized that it was not Cassia that was moving, but because the power he was wielding the sword was too huge. At this moment, he was like a sphere rotating around the center of the circle. After the pulled line broke, he flew out in one direction.

His eyes immediately adjusted, and Saint-Ged looked at Casia, his feet, which were neatly cut from his knees, stood straight beside him, and the cut was smooth as a mirror that could not reflect the scenery. At the other corner of his sight, a completely open tail broke through the soil and wrapped around Agnes's right foot.

Then a black light flashed in his sight again, and a "ding" sound spread, and a piece of short sword flew away. Saint Ged failed to capture the movement of Cassia's arm, let alone the trajectory of the black sword body. The next moment, Isabel also fell in one direction.

"What's going on?" The red flag was then born from Saint Ged's whole body.

Saint Gued wanted to yell, but Augustus yelled out what he wanted to yell first.

"run!"

There was no hesitation, and even physical movements were ahead of one's own thinking. Augustus and Mevis didn't look at each other, but they rushed to the opposite direction with great tacit understanding.

A black shadow ejected directly from the ground. Agnes separated from the black shadow, fell vertically to the ground, and smashed a large pit. A black sword fell down like lightning and directly inserted into Agnes' chest, leaving only the hilt of the sword.
Chapter completed!