He Qitian nodded, he didn't know why he would say this plan to put himself on the fire for barbecue, but he understood that this time he didn't hesitate, he didn't think about his own safety for the first time, because the girl in front of him said that he was a hero. So how can a hero retreat because he is afraid of death, the hero just has to roar, holding the sword of the gap in his hand, facing the tide of enemies, swaying his sweat and blood.

"Then let's start implementing it, are you going to carry me over, or are you going to find something to transport me over?" Now that Natasha had decided on the plan, she immediately began to think about the details of the plan, such as how she would get to the room where the portal was located.

He Qitian scratched his head and glanced at the lying on the ground, although his face was cold, he was covered in blood, and he couldn't even move a finger. It always feels a little weird to put this girl on a small cart......

He Qitian rubbed his nose and said a little embarrassedly: "I'll carry you." After all, his current physique can easily carry a stunted girl on his back, and it is such intimate physical contact that makes him feel a little strange.

"Are you shy?" Natasha asked as she saw the change in He Qitian's expression a little strangely, and she judged that it was a shy and embarrassed expression.

"Ah, after all, I think I'm quite shy when I have physical contact with girls. He Qitian admitted a little embarrassedly.

Shy?Excuse me? Natasha doesn't know what's so shy about physical contact between the two people, and isn't it for the implementation of the plan now? Since this young man has decided to stay and drag Comara, it proves that his heart is even full of contempt for death, why would such a person feel shy to have physical contact with girls? What Natasha doesn't know is that in fact, her childhood did not grow up like ordinary people, and for her, there is no difference between men and women, only teammates and subordinates. So she asked with some curiosity, "Why did you put your hand on my chest when you treated me before?"

He Qitian trembled, he was about to find a decent way to move the girl on the ground to his back, when he suddenly heard such a sentence, he was almost eager to find another crack in the ground in this 15,000 meters underground. Girl, your groove skills are also deep in the true biography of the old man Galahad, at that time in the mobile phone I once heard the conversation between the old man Galahad and Fenglong, the old man without any tone and feelings, a fluent spit can actually make Fenglong this cheeky deflated, it seems that the pilgrim from top to bottom an organization is not a task, are studying the groove skills? Please, don't mention it, okay?

How did Natasha know about this, she thought this phenomenon was very peculiar, how did she know that she inadvertently completed a perfect complaint?

"Ah, one yard to one yard, special affairs. He Qitian said with a little weakness, but he didn't speak, at that time, his mind was full of how to save this girl, where would he pay attention to where his hand was pressed? He Qitian was quick at that time and pressed it to the most central position.

"Oh, then after I go out, do you want to find Xiao Mo and tell her?" Natasha suddenly showed a weird evil smile, and she said a little jokingly.

Girl, people say that the cut of the powder is black, how can you, the girl who has no route on the iceberg, cut it is also black? He Qitian looked at Natasha, who suddenly showed a bad smile, and felt that the whole world had collapsed, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't, big sister, I was wrong." ”

Natasha only showed a relatively normal smile at this time, she really looked good when she smiled, but she usually kept her face straight, and she smiled easily at all, but it was cheaper He Qitian, he had seen this smile I don't know how many times in the past few days.

"Alright. Natasha smiled again, and then her pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person entered a state of beasthood, she didn't know why, when He Qitian put his hand on her just now, she couldn't do it no matter how much she wanted to restore her magic power, but now she could do it all at once, she thought that maybe she was too weak just now, and now she has recovered, in terms of the vitality provided, the strange air flow that He Qitian input into her body is indeed stronger than the recovery ability provided by the beast state, but the beast state is originally a state used for battle, and Natasha speculates that He Qitian may have used some kind of healing spell, converting the magic into the strange air flow that is fed into his body.

Natasha's physical fitness and recovery ability in the beastly state have increased a lot, otherwise she would not have been able to hide on the freezer before, and even in that case, there was a terrifying explosive power that almost assassinated He Qitian with a sudden attack. It is to rely on the strengthening of the physical fitness of the beast, and forcibly drive the actions carried out by the fragmented body. Now that the injuries in her body have stabilized, in her bestial form, although she still can't move, she is not as weak as before.

Natasha propped up her body and raised her hands at the same time, and He Qitian hurriedly carried this aunt and grandmother. This aunt's weight is indeed light enough, He Qitian thought so before, but now this aunt is lying on his back, and it is as light as a feather. Natasha leaned her head on He Qitian's shoulder and commanded in her voice: "You go out of the medicine storage room, the location of the portal is in the middle of the entire warehouse, there is a parking lot, and the magic array of the portal is in the middle passage of the parking lot. ”

He Qitian tilted his head and replied: "Understood." He didn't stop, and with Natasha on his back, he walked towards the outside of the medicine pantry.

At this time, He Qitian suddenly thought of something, and he asked, "Then do you want to wait for me to go and see the situation of the Night Blades?" After all, the Night Blades were still fighting with Komala behind the Fourth Gate before, and even succeeded in quelling the rampaging artifact.

"No, Nightblade, like the Pilgrims, will fight until the last moment of their lives, and since the Cormela has started to bang on the door, it only proves that they are all gone. Natasha said a little flatly, as if she had 18 numbers in her mouth, not 18 lives.

"Can't the Nightblade deal with Comara?" He Qitian stepped on the shattered glass shards under his feet, and had to carefully step over the various furniture and equipment that had fallen to the ground. The jewel, which the tiger chair called a lamp, followed him step by step, illuminating the ground in front of him.

The impact of the Cormela was getting louder and louder as the door was at the end of the hallway, and they were heading towards the center of the hallway. Each impact of Cormara made the corridor tremble, and one could imagine the gigantic beast roaring behind the door. He Qitian couldn't help but ask with a little weakness.

Just because you don't have to fear death and know what you're going to do doesn't mean you won't die.

"The Nightblades are more elite than my Kill Officers, and I have to admit that they are better than the best Pilgrim Operatives in both individual and teamwork, and each of them is hardly inferior to me. I mean in terms of comprehensive ability. But what they're good at is infiltrating, gathering intelligence, assassinating, and dealing with dark wizards and humanoid monsters. They don't have experience with a behemoth like the Comagre, so I'm not surprised that they would lose to the Comara. Natasha said.

"Eh, what's the difference?" He Qitian didn't quite understand why his strength would change when facing opponents of different sizes.

"For example, the operators of the hunting department, if they fight each other, they are definitely not as elite as the Nightblade, and even in a 1-on-1 battle, I may not be able to fight a Nightblade, but when facing Komara, the Hunting Department can fight this large divine beast more appropriately than the Nightblade. This is because Nightblades' equipment and combat methods are designed to be highly effective and stealthy. In one-on-one, a tank driver may not be as close as a martial arts master, but when it comes to facing an armored vehicle, a combat master who can kill a person with one punch has nothing to do with the armor of an armored vehicle. The strength you are talking about is not a numerical value at all, and there is no real strength among the hunters, only ability, and different abilities have different effects in different scenarios. Natasha was lying on He Qitian's shoulder, and she now found that although this He Qitian may be really strong, his common sense is really not as good as the freshman in the wizarding academy.

"It's not that you're stronger than me, I can't kill you, my attacks will definitely be ineffective against you, that kind of strength is ahead of others, and then you can bounce other people's attacks with one look, or face to others' attacks, this kind of thing is simply unrealistic. Take your master, for example, he can single-handedly kill a near-perfect Comera, but do you say he can get a rocket in the face? The same goes for the NightEdge, which is stronger than the Kill Operators, but the Kill Operators' thermal and heavy weapons are very effective against large mythical beasts like Komera. Natasha spoke, and at the same time she had to praise He Qitian's good physique, carrying her on her back, and talking non-stop, even her breathing was not disordered.

"Understood. He Qitian replied vaguely, in fact, he still had some vague feelings about this concept in his mind, but he thought about it, this truth is like Dark Souls 3, the master can torture and kill the boss on the ground without injury, but this does not mean that the master can beat the boss to death by momentum when he fights this boss for the second time, and he will still die if he is touched by the boss a few times. The level of strength does not necessarily determine the outcome of the battle.

However, at this time, He Qitian suddenly noticed a detail, Natasha said lightly that Fenglong could not receive the bazooka with his face, so can it be understood that the pilgrims had actually been thinking about how to kill the Fenglong all along? Otherwise, why would Natasha give such an example in the first place, and said with great certainty that Fenglong would never be able to receive the bazooka with his face?

"I know what you're thinking...... There are no absolute friends in this world, especially for Lord Galahad. And Fenglong's ability is too strong, he is too powerful an individual. It is enough to affect the balance of forces and patterns. And the pilgrim always has a backup plan. It's just that we all know about it, and hopefully it doesn't work out one day. Natasha said a little tiredly, "I've never been afraid of anyone, but unlike Lord Blade, anyone who has seen him fight will be intimidated by him. Have you seen many people in the academy who respect and fear you?"

He Qitian snorted, many students in the academy were respectful when they saw him, and sometimes even respectful to the point of fear, and these people were sincerely afraid when they saw him.

"Blade Dragon, he is the savior of civilian wizards, he has sought justice for many powerful civilian wizards, Gard Bein was plotted and died in an ambush, but because there is no evidence, Green Bein has not been able to rely on the Ministry of Magic and the Round Table Council to avenge his grandfather, and in the end it was Blade Dragon who completed everything for him. So the common people undoubtedly respected him, he had power, but he didn't care about power at all. This is also the most feared thing of the wizarding elites, a person who has great power, but cannot be restrained by power and money. Their power is brought by power and money, but this power is of little use to the dragon, and for a madman like the dragon, you can only bring him into submission if you are stronger than him, and it must be pure power. People are in awe of heroes with power, and at the same time fear those who can control their own life and death. Natasha said.

The conversation between the two relieved He Qitian's nervousness very well, although he still looked at the door that was being knocked and shook from time to time. As if the beast would not be tired or in pain, the feat of slamming the steel gate with its flesh has continued to this day.

"Seeing you, I think it's okay, at least you're not like Fenglong, he's a monster, although you're very mysterious, but you look like a normal person, or you're undoubtedly a normal person. Natasha closed her eyes, and the distant impact sounded like a rush, and she simply closed her eyes, ignoring the annoying crash.

"It's here. He Qitian's footsteps stopped, the chat with Natasha was indeed useful, at least these anecdotes could help him better understand the guy named Fenglong, who brought him on this thief ship.

"Over there, in the middle of the parking garage. Natasha gestured to the depths of the room.

It can't be called a room at all, because the space here is so large that it reminds He Qitian of the underground parking lot of some supermarkets.

Under the bright light of the gemstones, He Qitian could see the center of the parking lot, and something reflected on the ground.

He carried Natasha on his back and walked to the thing that reflected the silver light, it was a huge magic circle carved into the ground, and the alchemists of the academy first carved a mark on the ground with a carving knife, and then introduced a metal similar to silver into the mark, so that a bright silver magic circle was formed on the floor.

"This should be considered a permanent magic array, let me go. Natasha whispered behind He Qitian's back.

Hearing this, He Qitian hurriedly put down the girl on her back, Natasha's footsteps fell to the ground, and she almost couldn't stand on her feet, but the head of the hunting department, the hunting star among the eight stars, still stood firm, and then she said: "I don't have a token and a spell casting medium, but you can use blood, you can take a little from my wound." Just squeeze it a little, the wound hasn't healed yet, and you can easily squeeze out the blood. ”

When He Qitian heard this, he quickly shook his head, what are you kidding, you only have half a life left, and you let me squeeze blood out of your wounds?

He Qitian was ruthless and bit his wrist again, and the bite that had stopped bleeding before flowed blood again. He Qitian turned his head, although his wrist hurt terribly, he still pretended to be calm and said: "You are not the only one with the wound, use my blood." ”

Blood dripped onto the magic array, and the silver metal of the magic array began to gradually glow with a silvery-white light.

Natasha immediately raised her hand and began to read the words that He Qitian did not understand. He Qitian listened worriedly to the door at the end of the corridor that had been slammed. It was far away before, but now it is so close, and there is such a large hall amplification, and the sound of this impact seems to echo in He Qitian's ears. In the midst of this impact, He Qitian could clearly hear the sound of the metal being overwhelmed and twisting and deforming.

He Qitian swallowed his saliva, he could already imagine a heavy alchemy metal door, under the impact again and again, gradually cracking, and after the metal deformed, cracks appeared. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before the monster crashed through the door and burst into the warehouse.

Natasha has entered the state of spellcasting, and now she is already very weak, and when she recites the spell, she has to concentrate the energy and strength of her whole body, and at the same time, she has to try to divide a part of the magic power to maintain the beast state, otherwise under the suppression of the divine blood, she will not be able to pronounce this lengthy spell clearly,

Fortunately, as Natasha said, it doesn't take that long to open the portal on Niflheim's side, and the silver-white magic array gradually lit up in the sound of Natasha's spell, bursting out with brilliant silver sparks, these sparks splashed into the air, gradually converging into a ring, and with a vibration of the air, a circular portal with a diameter of about 10 meters has appeared on the magic array.

Natasha lowered her hand, her mind seemed to be full of mush, but she couldn't faint just yet, she got to the other side of the portal and reported the situation.

"Go ahead, I'm here, I'll try to hold the Camyra back, you have to get ready." He Qitian really wanted to squeeze out a smile that everything has me, but the expression he squeezed out was more ugly than crying.

Natasha glanced back at He Qitian and said faintly, "Don't die." ”

Then the pragmatist girl didn't say much nonsense, and staggered into the portal.

He Qitian sighed, he looked up at the gem in the air, and he said, "You are watching the portal here, as long as there is any signal from the other side of the door, you can quickly fly over and inform me, understand?"

This gem spun around in the air a few times, and it seems that it is really a series with the Tiger Chair Uncle, at least it can fully understand the English spoken by humans.

He Qitian nodded, and then walked out of the door of the parking lot nervously, looking at the end of the corridor in the dark.

The violent impact still didn't stop, He Qi Angel rubbed his hands vigorously, and patted his face, and then he said: "Come on, since you are a hero, you have to finish pretending to be B with tears!"

Whether people can really be fearless. The answer, of course, is no. Fear is a human instinct that can be feared by anyone.

He Qitian clearly understood this, fear still lingered in his heart, if that appeared in everyone's heart that lingering nightmare. But now He Qitian is not afraid. Fear is a poison that is rooted in the human body, just like being suppressed by the blood of the gods, even a person like Natasha can't help but show a side of fear and panic. But He Qitian knew very well that even if that girl didn't have any fear in her heart, she would still tremble under the divine blood.

This is what He Qitian understands, fear and fear are not the same, or the reaction of fear is not the same as fear. People will react with fear when they are not afraid, so they will naturally be calm when they are afraid.

He Qitian moved his muscles and bones, and he must ensure that his body and spirit are highly concentrated. The metal door in front of him was being slammed, and there was already a huge lumpy gap in the door. It's like this impregnable gate has grown a bloated and ugly tumor.

But this is not a cancer, because this door has no life, but for the career of a door, such a flaw is fatal enough. The metal groaned in an overwhelmed manner, and every impact of the beast was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, let alone such a metal gate. The gate could withstand spells, explosives, and most of the tools humans had developed, but it could not resist such a sustained and determined violent destruction.

He Qitian was standing not far from the gate. At this time, he actually had this idea in his heart, maybe it was more in line with his style to accept Natasha's proposal at first. He was originally an actor, a clown who played an agent, and perhaps when the curtain opened, he could hold a funny prop, sometimes incarnate a brave man who slays a dragon, and sometimes incarnate a poet with endless love words. However, if the actor takes off his disguise, then he is just an actor, the actor is not a hero, the actor can sweep thousands of troops on the stage, that is because he is reproducing the hero's exploits. When the disguise of a hero is lost, the actor is just a weak person who needs protection and protection.

Natasha is a hero, and he's not me, he's clear about that. So should he take advantage of it, or should he leave the badly injured girl here, let her close the portal, and wait for the beast to tear her to shreds for six hours?

He Qitian didn't know how to answer this question, but he knew one thing, he couldn't let him throw a seriously injured person to such a fierce and violent beast. Or rather, he didn't want to do that kind of thing. It was true that he was not some kind of saint who saved lives, if it wasn't Natasha who was here today, but some member of the Nightblade he didn't know, or if he replaced Natasha with any of the sacrificial Nightblades behind the door, he would have turned around and left.

But he stayed, and if he had to ask why, the man was a girl, and he knew the girl.

That's enough.

He Qitian is definitely not the kind of hero who exudes holy light all over his body and wants to save everyone when he sees him. But he He Qitian is by no means the kind of person who watches acquaintances fall into the fire pit and has to cover the fire pit lid. He is not a hero, but he is a person, and this is his bottom line. In any case, the bottom line must be adhered to.

His heart is full of fear now, the gate in front of him is still trying to do the last bit of strength of his protégé, isn't the mission of the gate to make those who don't open the door well unable to pass? But He Qitian thought, this gate probably didn't expect that he would be hit by this thing all the time, and then be knocked like this.

Every time the behemoth behind the door hit, the violent and primitive aura was transmitted to He Qitian's body through this deformed gate. Even through such a door, He Qitian could still imagine the sharp teeth and claws of the thing behind the door, as well as the flame-like eyes.

He Qitian took half a step back, the idea of wanting to see this door up close was really not a good idea, now the devouring beast was just a door away from him, and he actually wanted to estimate the power of this giant beast. He Qitian felt that he was simply crazy.

But he knew very well that if he let the beast rush into the warehouse behind the third gate, he might not be able to hold him back. Although this giant beast is now separated by a door, he can't see the appearance of this giant beast, but at first glance, this giant beast is not a fool, since it knows how to rush out, then it understands that it also knows that it is trapped here, so who knows if this giant beast will go through the portal?

He Qitian was a little annoyed, and next time he would give the academy an opinion, the supplies would be handled by hand, so that there would be no need to build such a big portal. At the very least, the beast could be stuck outside the door, but after such an incident, it was questionable whether the shrewd wizards would put the specimen of the beast in Niflheim.

If you want to drag this giant beast, then you have to drag it behind the fourth gate, but I don't know if the alchemist's warehouse is the same as the structure of the material warehouse outside.

At that moment, the metal gate finally couldn't hold up, and there was a screeching sound, after which the closed door was knocked out of a crack by the already frantic Comara.

He Qitian was so frightened by this turn that he sat down on the ground, and he stepped back a little, slightly away from the unreliable door.

Just then, a black object came out through the crack in the door. The thing was constantly stretching and shrinking, like some kind of living thing. He Qitian took a few more steps back, so as not to touch the black thing himself. The black thing was like a slender whip, but it moved so fast that it kept poking around behind the door.

He Qitian suddenly remembered what this thing was. He hadn't seen this living Komara, but this mythical monster was so famous, even if he hadn't seen the mythical story, he He Qitian played a lot of games, and this monster was also a popular material that often appeared in major games. That's a tongue.

One of the three heads of the Comera was a snake's head, and the slender black thing was the snake's letter.

It is said to be slender because most snakes' snake letters are like this, but the snake letter in front of He Qitian is definitely not slender, just looking at this snake letter, it is almost as long as He Qitian's arm, and the thickness is about the same. But if it's slender and long, it's not a problem if it's the giant beast behind the door that hasn't yet revealed its true body.

In an instant, Comara's snake letter seemed to have caught something, and it stretched out in the direction of He Qitian. He Qitian secretly screamed in his heart, the snake letter can catch the smell in the air, for a ferocious predator, the snake's eyesight is not very good, but the snake's snake letter is a very sharp detection weapon. The snake letter quickly collects the scent in the air, then quickly retracts and inserts the snake letter into the Jacobson's organs in the upper wall of the mouth, which then quickly transmits the information of the odor particles to the brain.

This arm-thick snake letter is as fast and flexible as an ordinary snake's snake letter, and I really don't know how far its oral muscles have developed. He Qitian estimated that if this snake letter was stretched out and hit on a person's body, it would at least be a 500-pound punch, right? At least it would not be more comfortable than the triumphant hook used by the world boxing champion.

At this moment, He Qitian subconsciously covered his wrist, he forgot that his wrist had just taken blood to open the portal, and now the bleeding had just stopped, although Qi could provide recovery ability beyond ordinary people, but this did not mean that He Qitian's wound would not show the smell of blood. The cunning snake head had already sensed the smell of blood, and its snake letter came in the direction of He Qitian to confirm this matter.

Suddenly, the snake letter was withdrawn from the crack, and the collision did not continue, He Qitian was a little puzzled, not knowing what the Komala behind the door wanted to do. The space behind the door was also pitch black, and I don't know if the Nightblades had extinguished the lights or if the lighting had been damaged during the battle with the Komala, which made it impossible for He Qitian to see the situation behind the fourth door from the crack in the door.

He Qitian didn't dare to move, because the snake letter had obviously caught his bloody smell just now, and he really didn't dare to act rashly without knowing the movement of this beast.

Sure enough, just when He Qitian remained silent, a faint light suddenly lit up in the crack, and then the light became brighter and brighter, and even the light shone through the crack to He Qitian's side and directly onto the floor behind him.

Could it be that there are members of the Nightblade alive, and this is their light? This thought just popped into He Qitian's mind, and he immediately extinguished this thought in his mind. Absolutely impossible, the head of the snake of the Comera was just pulled out of this crack, how could any member of the Nightblade dare to propose such a big lamp on the face of the Chemera?

So if this wasn't the light of the Night Blade, then what would it be? Just as He Qitian was thinking like this, the headlight that appeared in the crack suddenly moved, and in that golden light, a small black object moved.

Just like that, He Qitian suddenly swallowed his saliva, he knew that the thoughts that were popping up in his heart now were a little absurd, but with this look, he clearly understood that the golden bulb-like thing was the eyes of the Camara. The beast smelled his blood, but couldn't be sure of the doorway, so the monster put its eyes in front of the crack, trying to find the source of the blood!

All kinds of thoughts kept popping up in He Qitian's mind, at this time his nerves were really tense to the extreme, not to mention, if Comela found him such a living person, then what could he do? This giant beast will definitely tear open this gate as soon as possible, there are already cracks in this gate, so it proves that it is not a time-consuming difficulty to destroy this gate. That's why this beast is so calm to see what its prize is behind the door.

The beast was really like a beggar who pried a can from the ground with a knife, and when he pried open the lid of the can, it couldn't wait to see what was inside. And now this can only contains He Qitian, and He Qitian feels that his heart is about to jump out of his throat.

Fortunately, it was relatively dim here, He Qitian thought. But then, he remembered something that was wrong. The Cormela has three heads, so which head does the eye that looks at itself belong to now?

The Comela has a lion's head in three heads, and the lion, as a feline, has far less vision at night or in the absence of light than a snake can see.

Sure enough, at this moment, He Qitian saw that huge eyes suddenly narrowed.

He Qitian couldn't believe that the look of such a beast could make him see the kind of laughter that Cunning had when he played with the hunter with the old hunter. He was the salted fish in the can, and the beggar actually spotted the largest salted fish in the can at first sight.

At this moment, He Qitian made a move. He is not a fool, he is indeed not a great hero with full courage, nor is he a man with unfathomable wisdom. But he's definitely not stupid!

At the same time, He Qitian had already burned the qi in his body, he knew that his strength was not enough to shake such a terrifying beast, so he had to raise his strength to the limit he could reach now!

This qi technique was used by the silver-haired eldest sister to forcibly expand He Qitian's qi capacity, but the original function of this qi technique was a qi technique to enhance strength.

The earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death, and then the ladder stone stacks were hooked together.

I don't know if this qi technique can bring people the power of the legendary Wuding Lux to push down the mountains and pull down the mountains, but this qi technique can explode in an instant, multiplying the physical fitness bonus provided by the original qi several times.

Under this tremendous force, He Qitian threw the things in his hand towards the big eyes behind the door.

It can't be done without weapons, so when He Qitian came to this gate, he took a metal ingot about 30 centimeters long from the warehouse and held it in his hand. He originally wanted to find something here that could be used as a weapon, the silver-haired eldest sister's weapon training for him was not taught in vain, and the current He Qitian was different from him when he was sparring, at that time he could only rely on his physical fitness to compete with Green Bein, although he was not a weapon master now, but at least the posture could be present.

However, he still underestimated this group of alchemists, in this warehouse of daily necessities, there was not even a long steel bar, and the only thing that could be used as a weapon was this kind of molten metal ingot. He Qitian found the longest one, at least it could be used as a shorter short stick in his hand. His original intention was to find out if there were any dangerous substances similar to sulfuric acid, but it was obvious that although this was an alchemy research institute, this kind of thing was still kept closely, and He Qitian really couldn't find that kind of thing in such a dark situation.

However, even so, He Qitian's attack is definitely dark enough. The metal ingot, which was made of unknown material, was thrown by He Qitian with a sound of breaking through the air, and a screaming sound could be heard as the sharp edges and corners of the ingot slashed through the air.

A well-trained top baseball player can throw the ball at an astonishing speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, and the pitcher of the Redskins, Arodis Chapman, once threw a fastball with a speed of 169 kilometers per hour in a game, which can be called a man who fires a cannon with his hands, but at this time, He Qitian's wrist strength and physical fitness exceeded the average number of times or even dozens of times! The speed of this thrown metal block was much faster than that of the baseball that was thrown. If He Qitian stood on the baseball field at this time, the fastball he threw could penetrate the glove and knock out the catcher's body with a bloody hole.

The block of metal had burrowed into the crack almost instantly, and the moment the metal that was thrown at high speed collided with the huge eye, it was like a huge glass ball being shattered. The lens burst instantly, and the liquid inside exploded, and Comela didn't expect that the person behind the door would still have such a hand. If this piece of metal hits its body, then it may not even feel it, not even the large-caliber guns of the hunting department can penetrate its fur, although this metal block is powerful, but it is impossible to penetrate its fur, only the rocket-propelled ground-penetrating bomb can make a hole in its body.

However, this is its eye, not another organ, and no matter what kind of animal, its eye is a relatively vulnerable place. The Cormara is no exception.

The golden eyes exploded in an instant, and the blood mixed with the liquid in the lens gushed out along the gap made by the metal block, and the golden eyes disappeared in an instant, and then the extremely angry roar of the beast came from the crack!

He Qitian would not be stupid to stand still and wait for Comera to go crazy, in fact, it was not an exaggeration to say that he had the consciousness of his whole life just now. Now that he had hit him, he had lost at least one of Cormara's eyes, and he had some palpitations and even a little excitement. This was the first thing he had done, which He Qitian couldn't do before. But this kind of thing can't be done again, and you guess if Comira will come over with her other eye again to see what it is to hit herself?

He Qitian ran away, and the strong air flow brought by the roar in the crack of the door behind him whipped his back along the crack, making him feel a little staggering.

He didn't dare to look back at all, no matter what the thing behind him was, what it looked like, now it wanted to eat itself, and it was even possible to tear itself apart with its claws and play for half an hour!

At this moment, He Qitian heard a terrible tearing sound that made his teeth ache, and he couldn't help but look back, the crack that had allowed only one eye of Komera to look at was now filled with a snow-white thing. The thing was very hard, and the tearing sound was the terrible noise caused by the white thing widening the crack.

He Qitian swallowed, it was one of Comera's fingernails, which was called a claw on a feline. This big cat with three heads is really angry and wants to play with himself.