Listening to the roar in the communication turned into electronic noise, the correspondent was very panicked. He had never seen this situation before. He was stunned by the communication machine for a few seconds, and his whole body was shaken. He woke up and ran out of the communication room to find his superiors.

At the same time, Cassia returned the same way and went to the corpse. After the sound wave pulse confirmed that everyone had shot the head, she picked up a musket and followed the traces of Isa and the others.

The only good news now is that the enemy captain called everyone back before his death. I don’t know if it was useful, but Isa and the others would have more chances to survive. I hope that time will come, and Cassia can only think like this at this moment. At that time, the enemy divided thirty people into a team to chase from the side. It was indeed because he was not thinking about it.

Now I feel guilty because although I have met Isa and Toinbi, as a newcomer who has only been to the new department of the organization, they have only been a few days since they met, but they have given themselves a lot of care. This makes Cassia feel very comfortable. Even if the care has no effect on her, many things always depend on attitude and process, rather than the established result.

But identity and characteristics make Cassia have to let those thirty people go, otherwise it will lose the only chance for Isa and the others.

Not long ago, the enemy cut off his arm and instantly shot out all the wings on his body. At that time, the danger signal directly broke through Cassia's self-set threshold. If there was no scaly state and Cassia had simulated it seriously, he would probably not die, but there would be no follow-up.

"After all, scalyzing, as its strongest means, has begun to gradually show weakness." Cassia was rushing to herself. Of course, the so-called "weakness" is not that it cannot meet the requirements in terms of intensity. It is Cassia who is in the scalyzing state who can completely regard herself as a monster, which leads to a serious sense of disconnection with him in the ordinary state.

It is difficult for him to solve many problems when he becomes ordinary, but it seems too easy and simple in the scaly state. This should not be like this. There must be a transitional stage. Cassia believes that under this, he will be more relaxed in dealing with many situations. At least scalyptic can be used as his real trump card and can gradually get rid of the labels attached to him.

However, this time, I gained a lot. Generally speaking, my positioning among the elites of the family power has become clearer. In addition, the ability to develop surgically is becoming increasingly lacking. The disadvantages of sound-related abilities are becoming more and more obvious. Sound wave pulses and corresponding attack methods have given Cassia an almost omniscient and omnipotent feeling in the small country, all because of the incompleteness of the resources and knowledge popularization of small countries. Faced with the elites in giant countries, with the comprehensive enhancement of knowledge reserves and cognition, it seems that it is a simple matter of time to be discovered in battle.

Cassia had a new direction for a moment. This time, he spread out his perception and fought. Except for the smaller range, the range was much stronger than the sound pulse. In addition, in the toxicity of blood, the extreme poisons brought by the enemy's wings also stimulated them to make changes.

"Can this be used?" The sudden thought made Cassia see a possibility, "Using the impact and rapid vibration of high-frequency sound waves, liquid metal-like blood can instantly turn into mist and spread a considerable range. It creates a highly toxic blood mist, which does not require breathing, and can cause a fatal threat as long as it touches the skin. The only problem lies in the amount of blood."

It’s not that I’m worried that there is not enough blood. Any surgeon who goes up to the second stage is a mobile hematopoietic machine. As long as time and nutrition keep up, someone will be willing to buy blood. Cassia thinks that if this is the case, the disputes among the surgeons will probably be reduced by half. Everyone stays at home to exercise, supplement basic food and necessary nutrition, and can live the way they want by selling blood alone.

Soon after, a small enemy team with an opposite direction of his movement was monitored in the sound wave pulse. Cassia chose to skip them and rushed to the place they wanted to go peacefully.

After running from the battle site about twenty thousand meters away, Isa and his first battle position appeared. The traces of haste and some dry blood dripping beside the ancient tree indicate that Isa and his friends had been resting here for a short time. There were three enemy corpses, but the rest were charred corpses that Casia needed to search carefully before discovering. It should be those two-meter ordinary members, one person? Or two people.

The footprints, the blood on the dead leaves without time or energy to deal with, and the small pits on the ground and ancient trees that were exploded by enemy explosion crossbow arrows, all of which mean that since the first resting place, Isha and the others have been moving downward. The speed has been maintained the fastest. By this moment of the sound wave pulse, more than a dozen enemy teams have passed by, one of which has more than a dozen people.

After carefully observing several times and confirming that it was the team chasing Isa and others, Cassia thought about it, but still did not stop at the last moment.

The current journey is more than 30 kilometers away, and a small battlefield quickly entered Cassia's vision. This seems to be the last place to fight, leaving behind eight enemy corpses, plus the three just now, and the team that returned not long ago, the number is consistent with the total number.

Behind an ancient tree, I saw the captain's body being beaten into a sieve. Under the pulse of sound waves, Cassia stood still for several seconds before continuing to follow her feelings.

A hundred meters later, Cassia stopped and sighed at the corpse leaning against the ancient tree in front of her.

It was Tonbi, who was sitting against the ancient tree and facing Cassia. He had completely lost his breath of life. Judging from the degree of blood clotting, the death time was more than ten minutes. He was holding a pistol in his hand, and the bullets in the magazine were shot. He tied a thin wire to his wrist, connecting dozens of steel shell bombs on his body. But the enemy did not give him the chance to tear off the thread, because the corpse was kept intact, and the rest of his body and legs became scattered pieces in the explosion crossbow arrows.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Your eyes are still open and looking ahead, and you will see Cassia's shadow reflected in your pupils and the dim scenery around you. Your fingers have been stiff, but you still press the trigger of the pistol tightly. Cassia walked over, let out a breath, then shook her head, and disappeared into the forest behind Tonbi.

"Sir, emergency communication, from the General Command!" Monica contacted the alienated bird with a wingspan of nearly 50 meters. After contacting, she looked at Korkva. "Osnia confirmed death. Our goal is no longer to rush over to support, but to track and encircle the enemy in this direction."

As he said that, Monica expanded the small map and pointed to a place, "It's very close to us. At the speed of this alienated bird, it can reach the sky in more than half an hour. In addition, Cornelia of the Armored Crocodile Tribe also changed direction and approached here."

"In addition, this news has been sent back to the Thunder Wolf Tribe. They issued a reward saying that they are willing to pay a considerable reward to those who hold the enemy, whoever is, even if they provide a general position of the enemy, they can get a lot of bounty."

"The general manager should have set out at the headquarters, right?" Kolkva asked. He was not interested in the reward at all. At the same time, he believed that the same was true for Cronia. It was not worth it, Kolkva's judgment.

"No, the general manager seems to be thousands of meters away from here, and there are abnormal situations to be dealt with. But for the Thunder Wolf Tribe, I remember that there are their people in this trade concentration area of ​​border forests. If so, then we have already set out now."
Chapter completed!