Steel steam and flame

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 floated vertically. 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 warn him at this moment did not survive by luck.

"Pneumatic weapons?" Francois said, with a hint of mockery in it. The empire's control over this kind of weapon is stricter than that of dragon surgery. Apart from buying it on the black market with a lot of money, this kind of thing can only be seen in some extremely powerful forces and regular armies.

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 called is also a number that is impossible to see in ordinary times. Supplemented by the weapons currently in the hands of the man in front of him and the attire he seemed to have seen before, Franli already had a rough idea of ​​the identity of the enemy. He only needed one more step of confirmation to get the final answer.

"Yes, pneumatic weapons!" Halfway through the man's words, the smile that had 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 steel plate of the elevator behind them was scratched by the long sword, like cutting through running water, without any obstruction. It couldn't even slow down the speed of the long sword, and a big crack appeared.

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 in the air. He kicked hard on the elevator behind him, briefly dodging the man's attack and punching him with a pair of fists.

The man's body swayed slightly to one side, and Franli's attack missed 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. He had no energy left to dodge the sword, and was cut diagonally from the chest by the man's sword. His body was separated and died. Here it is.

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.

"clang!"

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 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. There was a burnt sword mark on Franli's palm, and a line of snow-white hand bones could be seen in the depth. The high temperature carried by the pneumatic weapon burned the flesh and blood on his hand to a crisp, and the nearby tissue was completely necrotic under the high temperature transmitted 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, and all the ribs on his chest were broken. Some bones pierced his skin and the fabric of his dress, and his back was exposed 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 sticking 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 stepped forward and picked up the pneumatic sword with a ferocious expression on his face. At this moment, the elevator slowed down and reached the bottom. Only Delya and the other man were left, leaning tightly against the corner of the elevator, looking at Franry with their whole bodies tense. As for Silla, it 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 stood behind Franli with a cold face, but her eyes were full of energy.

The protective door slowly opened, and Franri didn't even look at the dead Perricone. The pain in his hand was still there, and he was very angry and kicked the dead man's body.

The corpse 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. He 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 red color. The old man's face was very energetic, and the smile on his face was still so amiable. Standing there was like a winding mountain, with the power of piercing the sky. When the protective door was completely opened, the sense of oppression came suddenly, 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.

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Cassia shook off the wet soil from her body, and then took off the gentle tablecloth wrapped around her body. He and Linna jumped into the large pit created by the huge power of the 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, even though Cassia and Lina were still wrapped in a thick tablecloth, the water vapor still wet their clothes and wiped off all the makeup on their faces. broken.

Just wiping her face with the wet tablecloth several times, Cassia wiped off the various colors of makeup that had been mixed together on her face. When he found Lina on the other side based on the intensity of the induction on his body, she was doing 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 was not sure what Silla's condition and appearance was now.

"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 under the ground that had returned to calm. The Black Fort above has now been reduced to ruins, but except for the damage caused by the steam pipes, the building just below the Black Fort is still intact, and there is no problem caused by the aerial bombing above. The place. I have to admire Imperial Mining Company’s proficiency and attainments in construction.

"Let's go down first." Cassia said to Lina, "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. This is the best choice.”

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