Steel steam and flame

Lina didn't know what Cassia wanted to do, she was resisting with her hands and her mood was sad.

From now on, she could no longer see any expression other than seriousness on Cassia's face. All apologies and guilt were covered by his tense face. This was his normal state.

"No one thought that things would turn out like this. You didn't do anything wrong." Lina said at this time, comforting Cassia as well as herself. Silla's consciousness may have fallen into darkness, and there will never be a chance to reappear. The dragon in front of her is the main reason, but even though its muscles are now rotting and melting, and its organs and tissues have withered and lost their functions, facing the huge size and strength, as well as an attack that will definitely lead to death as long as it withstands one blow, Lina will definitely die. A feeling of powerlessness also arose in my heart.

No matter how bad the opponent's condition is, he is still a dragon in the real sense. It is almost impossible to kill them by relying on them. Perhaps they can only rely on time to let it be continuously consumed in this state of self-destruction. Accelerating the process is the only thing they can do at this time.

"I know, but the real thing is not like this." Cassia shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "Please don't blame me for whatever happens next, even though I think it is impossible."

Lina didn't understand. Just when she was about to ask something, Cassia had already turned around with Silla in her arms and ran towards the dragon.

Surprise flashed across Linna's face. She didn't understand why it was necessary to run to the dragon at this time. But the next moment she had a premonition of what was going to happen, and Linna immediately drove her steps to catch up with Cassia. But it was already a step too late, and her speed was no better than that of Cassia now. Linna could only see Cassia holding Silla getting further and further away from her.

Then, in everyone's surprised eyes, Cassia stopped in front of the dragon, and threw Sheila's body towards the dragon's head, facing the hole that had not been sealed. There are scurrying nerve bundles and growing muscles inside. They are still clinging to Franli's head that has lost all function, trying to get something from it.

At this time, it finally sensed Sheila flying towards it. The nerve bundles and strip muscles were full of flexibility. When Sheila's body was about to fall heavily on its head, the net made of vines from below gently connected it. Live Sheela.

Nerve bundles and strips of muscles wrapped Silla's entire body in an instant. The clothes became torn, revealing Silla's beautiful body covered in blood, but no one looked at it with appreciation at this time.

"It's probably successful." Seeing the strips of muscles and nerve bundles coming into contact with the huge wound that was cut horizontally by the impact iron piece on Sheila's abdomen, Cassia muttered to herself while loading the blue silver bullets into the revolver. , while flying past the dragons that had been stationary for a while, they came to the vicinity of Hai and Ieta.

Silla's body, like Franli's, had a feeling related to this dragon long ago. But there is a difference. Silla's bones are not as hard as Franli, and even blue and silver bullets cannot penetrate them. There is also an almost fine sponge-like structure in that bone, which can absorb all the force of impact on it and reduce the vibration damage to objects in the bone cavity.

Silla and Frangli seem to be two different individuals. Cassia had originally thought about the reason for this. The great possibility is that although both are surgeons, Franli was transplanted from dragon tissue, while Sheela was transformed from another second-class creature, the giant whale, through sacrifice.

There have long been speculations about the role of the induction in Franli and Sheila's bodies. Cassia believes that it is not only because they were infected by dragons for some reason, but also that it should be used as a mark-storage. The brain’s source of notation.

The specific concept of surgery has always been vague, whether it is development or application. Just like the level of knowledge, its advancement is also firmly grasped by the Military Academy. Until now, together with the advanced theoretical courses, it has not been open to this group of students. Perhaps it is because the number of people eliminated has not reached the standard line, or it may be that they have not yet met the conditions, and the military school has not taken any action in this regard.

Cassia was glad that she had met Savina, although she felt very bad at the time. But it was Savina who made him aware of the fatal flaw in the "consciousness" present in dragon tissue. They need a brain to help manage themselves. Even if they have sufficient energy, every piece of flesh and blood has the ability to proliferate and differentiate into any tissue and organ, but they can never grow into a complete individual and differentiate into organs. It also needs to borrow the brain control of another organism to achieve specific effects.

This feeling reminded Cassia of all kinds of parasitic organisms. At this time, dragon organizations may not be regarded as the same concept. But as for the root cause, Cassia certainly doesn’t know, and Savina also said she doesn’t know. He just felt that things related to dragons were restricted by something, like inhibitory tubes in their bodies.

Sheila has been completely wrapped by those nerve bundles and strips of muscles, forming a scarecrow-like human shape on the dragon's head. Something was constantly filling the broken wounds on her body, helping her repair them. Perhaps because of Franli's experience at that time, or perhaps because of the giant whale, the dragons did not choose to dismantle Sheila's body again, leaving only her head for use.

While those nerve bundles and strip muscles repaired Sheila's body, they also invaded her body from the wound, came to the brain, and began to take over the corresponding control.

The muscles on the dragon's huge body began to change. New flesh and blood separated from the side, filling in the places that had fallen off and melted. The wound healed, the wings were repaired, the horn on the bone spurs continued to grow, and the dark surface skin began to emerge. On top of a large area of ​​skin, there were hard objects piercing the skin, as if they were squeezed out of the body. Objects the size of an adult's hand appeared one after another. They were fine black and shiny scales, reflecting light and filled with a cold aura. They were like pieces of steel that had been carefully polished by countless craftsmen, sharp and hard.

"Mr. Cassia, I believe you will not be a reckless person." The current transformation of dragons made Wei Han smile. He knew much more about dragons than Cassia. Skin is very important to dragons, and the scales are so hard and tough that even platinum bullets hitting them have almost no real effect.

Cassia nodded and agreed with Hai's words: "Thank you for your trust. I need help, Mr. Hai."

There was sincerity on his face, but Hai no longer wanted to believe that Cassia, who looked honest in front of him, was not a normal person.

"I refuse." After Hai finished speaking, he and Iyetta wanted to retreat. The dragons were growing too fast at this time, and they couldn't even think of resisting. By saving some time at this time, you might be able to dig through the pile of debris blocking the entrance of the tunnel and find a way to escape. Although there is not even a slim chance.

But the next moment, their figures stood still, with hesitation on their faces.

"It will be meaningless for you to do this." Hai said, looking at what Cassia took out of his pocket with Ieta and shaking his head, but his steps stopped moving.

"Thank you, maybe we can become friends in the future." Cassia smiled, bent down, and made a standard salute in this short period of time.