Ember Gun

  Chapter 71 Dragon's Breath Path

From the very beginning, the cleansing mechanism underestimated the power from the dark. The entire Ende Town became a hotbed of demons. All the residents fell into that dream, and became monsters called demons in the beautiful things. At this moment, they Come out,

  The power from the armor is blessing the shrike. The so-called procrastination can no longer be done. He has not even seen the mysterious sacred coffin. At this moment, all he can do seems to be to fight hard to kill the enemy and keep more demons here.

The heat sword was slashed with a burning crimson. Although the cleansing mechanism did not have the holy silver, they achieved the effect of the holy silver in a scientific way. The cut wounds were completely scorched, the flesh and blood were completely necrotic, and the strong bones were also there. Destruction under the high temperature is like being hit by flowing lava.

The demons burned to death, and then more demons rushed forward. After wearing the armor, the shrike reached a height of more than two meters. In order to reduce the proportion of the demons, the second-generation armor added many mechanical structures and plate armors. His armor now becomes his restraint, making his movements slightly clumsy.

The sharp claws cut his armor, splashing dazzling sparks and scratches on the surface of the metal. Fortunately, the more sophisticated structure is covered by the flesh and blood of the demon. Under the tenacious self-healing ability, the armor is damaged. It's just a fur.

  The shrike could not see anything under the gap of the visor, only the endless darkness was killing him, he could not even discern the direction, among the hundreds of monsters, he could only wield the blade in vain.

  It feels like walking towards the sea. The dark sea tide hits you heavily, making it harder for you to stand until you fall, completely swallowed by the surging water.

   Swinging the sword again, it felt heavier and heavier. At this time, Shrike understood how Galahad felt when he put on his armor. It was really a nightmare experience.

  Dreams and monsters, as well as the armor on his body, the triple power eroded the will of the Shrike at the same time. The green light on the armor to determine the mental state has begun to flash and disappear, and it seems that it will turn into a red out of control in the next second.

  This may also be the sorrow of human beings, not only to fight with demons, but also to fight with their own willpower.

The steam engine in his chest made a low roar, and the hot steam in the brass pipe gushed out in an instant. With a huge amount of power, the Shrike strangled a demon’s neck with just a gentle force, and the fragile bones Break in his own hands.

  The monster was like losing all its power, slumped feebly in his hand, his muscles were still twitching strangely, and then he was thrown out by the shrike, and knocked over a few monsters that rushed over.

  The surging tide is still going on, as if standing on a high tide beach, the sea water immersed her body little by little, pushing those psychedelic memories onto the coast together.

The gradual killing became an instinctive thing. The thermal sword emitted the last high temperature, and then the connected cable was bitten off by the demon, but even if the thermal energy was lost, it was still a heavy sword, relying only on waving it. Kinetic energy can easily smash them to death.

There is no need for any more ways to speak of, what is needed in this battlefield is only efficient killing of the enemy, so the shrike vigorously swings the huge sword, like a windmill, shattering all the monsters in the domain until the thoughts are reached. In chaos, the hand holding the sword was slightly slack, and then the giant sword fell fiercely, thrusting into the ground and splashing endless dust.

Under the visor, the shrike's face was already pale. At the moment when the armor was put on, the tiny electrodes were pierced from the spine of the armour and buried under the shrike's flesh and blood, connecting the human will with the body of the demon.

  At first, Shrike was able to keep his senses, but as time went on, his will more and more collapsed, like a castle built of sand on the beach, when the sea was high tide, he was unable to resist.

  Berhans’ memories keep flashing back, just like at the end of life, standing in front of the grave and recalling all the past.

  Shrike saw his brothers and sisters, his cheap father, and his grandfather.

That was the old man. Although he was in his old age, he was still full of vitality. He brought up the shrike. In the beginning, the shrike didn't want to come to Old Dunling. After all, Berhans is his hometown. Here is everything he knows. One day his grandfather found him and told him that he had grown up and changed from a child to a man.

He said that Shrike should go to see the bigger world, maybe get hurt, maybe get to know many enemies, of course, maybe you will meet a **** of love, but whatever you encounter is part of the experience, that's enough NS.

So Shrike came to Old Dunling and has everything he has now. If he can, his retirement life should be transferred back to Berhans, lying on the familiar green ground and watching the dark clouds gushing from the industrial area, and the blood-red setting sun will change everything. The embellishment is chaotic and charming.

  Unfortunately, he may not be able to go back, so he wrote a letter to his family on the platform.

  Ah... Damn it!

  Thinking of the letter, the Shrike under the visor endured the pain and raised a bit of energy.

  The **** letter is still in my body, if I die like this, who can find out?

The tingling from the electrodes on the back made him a little awake, and then the metal box on the back of the armor bounced off. This was an accessory after wearing the armor. The sealed buckles opened one by one, so he counted the hilts of the sword. And the handle of the gun appeared from the box.

  This is a portable weapon arsenal. Those who design armor design this thing as a consumable from the beginning, whether it is a knight, armor, or the weapons in it.

   Draw out a wide blade, like a white thunder, it is a simple blade, without too much design, as long as it is sharp and hard enough.

A hot orange-red light erupted from the steam engine, and then huge steam gushed from the heat dissipation pipe. The high-temperature gas hits the cold blade, and in an instant it condensed into countless tiny dews, accompanied by the output of the armor. The dew and the blade cut the demons in the middle, tearing out a scarlet curtain.

  Power fills the body, it feels great.

  It seems...it’s not bad to just blend in with the warm ocean tide, follow the current, shake the wind and rain...

   Tired eyelids drooped weakly, blood splashed into the gaps in the visor, his vision became blurred and blood-red, Shrike had a sense of sleepiness that he had never experienced before, and it seemed that he could return to that familiar place as long as he closed his eyes.

   Suddenly there seemed to be thunder sounding in my ears.

   "Wake up! Shrike!"

  Someone shouted to herself in the mixed roar, and the next moment a blood-stained handsome face appeared in her vision. She was draped in hair, and the cloak was broken, but she did not have any wounds.

  Blue Jade firmly grasped the raised part of the armor, like a vigorous ocelot, crouching on the shoulders of the shrike.

  Like a drowned person sinking into the deep sea, at the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, he held the hand stretched from the surface of the sea, firmly grasping it, and never let go.

  At that moment, Shrike thought a lot. For example, he still couldn't die. Once he died, Blue Jade was unable to deal with such a huge monster, not to mention that there were soldiers in the Glory behind him.

It seems that power has been injected into the armor again, and the slow movement is swift again. The sharp blade cuts everything in front of you like a meat grinder, and the blue jade is like dancing on the tip of a knife. No matter how violently the Shrike moves her Both maintain a strange balance, and then fired.

  Blue Jade looked at the eyes in the gap in the visor, and shouted at him again.

   "Shrike! Let the Glory move!"

  As long as the Glory is moved, they will be able to rush out of the encirclement of the demon, and even rush all the way to the location of the pollution source to complete this mission.

   seemed to have burned the last bit of fire, Shrike answered with red eyes and action.

   Arm stretched to the back-up weapon rack and removed a huge firecracker from it. Without any hesitation, he fired directly at the monster group in front of him, pulling the trigger, as if opening the gate of hell.

   Only a moment of thunder could be heard. The blue jade crouched on her shoulders saw a white light that kept advancing, and then the exploding light covered her vision. The momentary strong light made her blind for a few seconds.

It was the dragon's breath from the myth that the wandering sea of ​​fire was released from the heavy fire. The liquid metal and continuously combustible matter directly covered everything in the field of vision, opening it as if it was waving. The fire wing scorched all life while leaving a burning path on the ground.

"what is this."

  Even Lan Jade was shocked by this violent mighty force, and under the visor next to him came the weak voice of shrike.

  "The masterpiece of the Academy of Machinery, the armored firearm named'Dragon's Breath'."

  This is a derivative of the second-generation armor. After all, a knight should not only have armor, but also a gun that can penetrate all armor.

  This is a weapon called Armor Fire Gun. Just like its name, it can only be used by armor knights, not only because of its size beyond the control of ordinary people, but also because of its lethality.

  This blow actually cleared a blank on the battlefield, the earth was burning, and the Shrike was carrying the blue jade and standing in the flames. No monster other than him could get involved.

Released her hand, the dragon-breath armored firecracker fell off from her hand, and the blue jade lightly flung it. In her sight, the weapon had lost its original appearance. The power of blasted the chamber.

Although these scientific research institutions are known as lunatics, they never develop unreliable things, such as this firecracker. During the research and development stage, those lunatics realized that excessive power would cause a blast, but they did not want to lose power. , So these witty mechanics transformed this weapon into a one-time consumable.

   shook his arms and shook off the molten iron splashed on his body by the explosion. Shrike took another firearm from the weapon rack, and then ran towards the front of the Luminous car along the burning path.

Feeling the blazing temperature and this hellish battlefield, Lan Jade caught the Shrike firmly, and she actually laughed when it was so terrible. This feeling is really amazing, when you realize that the time of death is approaching. Instead, you are not afraid of death.

  Below is a swift knight and a burning track, surrounded by the wailing demon, Lan Jade feels like a Valkyrie on the battlefield.

  (End of this chapter)