The condensed water vapor, the beads of sweat oozing out, the temperature around Iona is getting higher and higher. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the golden fireflies are no longer settled.

"Alchemy Field, Replica."

"The Corridor of Memory, Candleheart."

"Silver bullet, start in tone!"

The candle core that has been strengthened by the realm is constantly washing outward with a heat wave, and while the silver bullet is being reproduced, the temperature of the candle core is also vaporizing it, and the mercury vapor is very corrosive. As the temperature in the field continued to rise, the concentration of mercury vapor also increased, and the evening breeze that seemed to be calm was now like an invisible god of death, wielding his soul-quenching scythe.

The heat wave mixed with the strong corrosion of mercury vapor spread with the wind, the first disaster was the "Veneno" next to her, the body of the wax has been completely vaporized, the paint surface has gradually corroded, but the metal inside, the glass has no trace of loss, after all, this Taurus, translated as "poison".

Outside the realm of less than two meters, it spread nearly ten meters because of the mercury vapor mist, and within the range, no one was spared, and Iona was in the core, like the eye of the storm, minimizing the damage to herself, but the clothes and veils were still difficult to resist, and they were somewhat corroded. The Filmmakers weren't so lucky.

The shadow attendants who approached Iona were shrouded in mist, which made them almost crazy.

At first, the silver bullet was only to target those people, but I didn't expect it to be their weakness as well. The bodies of the Shadow Attendants were rusted metal, old but hard, difficult to penetrate from the outside, but they needed to breathe, and the wind was filled with mercury, and these invisible deaths were eating away at their bodies.

The seemingly indestructible shell can't stop the ruin inside.

Finally, they were enraged and began to fight back screaming. However, this forces them to inhale more mercury, and it is clear that anger overwhelms the pain. Like hungry wolves, the Shadows burst through the mist, leaping into the air, striking from every angle.

In Iina's eyes, they are already like Deadpool, maybe they don't feel pain at all, they just enjoy the resistance of their prey.

"Silver Bullet Remastered, Completed"

"Alchemy field, maintenance"

"Corridor of Memory, Candleheart!"

In the end, on the two guns in Iina's hands, the originally carved golden patterns seemed to have been melted, and the flowing flames coiled around the body of the guns, and in the exposed cartridges, the alchemy bullets with sterling silver inscriptions were clearly visible.

"Now, I'll let you know who's the hunter!" When everything was done, Iona quickly took a step back, and then raised her hand to pull the trigger for the first time on the vapor fog, without hesitation.

A piercing cry came, and then faded away. Iona grabbed this one, right in the center of her eyebrows. The moment it was first launched, almost all the shadows around her came to her face, their claws and fangs probably less than a meter away from her at the moment, and Itina could even feel the sound of them tearing the air in her ears.

Iona collected the gun very quickly, the first shot ended, quickly put his hand behind his head, shot, at the same time, the other hand stretched out to the right, shooting, the two shots were not fired at the same time, but retracted at the same time, then crossed his hands, facing forward, shot, and then opened his arms, left and right, shot at the same time, the moment he collected the gun, one foot was the center of gravity, half squatting, bowing his head, a shadow of the claw crossed the top of his head, a gust of wind pierced the eardrum, her hair rope was cut, a blonde hair spread out, the moment of frozen, She crossed her two guns in front of her chest, shot, and while getting up, she bent down, with her other foot as her center of gravity, and moved her body half a step sideways.

All this is done in less than a second, and the human eye can only see some afterimages with dynamic capture.

The moment each bullet was fired, another hot silver bullet was born in the cartridge.

The moment each bullet is discharged, the gun is retracted, and the moment the previous action is made, the next target is ready, without a trace of superfluous action, every shot, shoots an enemy.

In her realm, she is king! A golden, scorching queen of gunfire.

In the mist, the golden fluorescent light surrounded Cinna, a waist-length blonde hair flew in the air with the action of shooting, the face of the alluring city loomed under the purple veil, a piece of tulle moved with him, and his green eyes were slightly frowned, he was simply a dancer holding two guns, stunningly beautiful and elegant.

On the side of the road, a small golden flower swayed in the wind, which made people feel pity, but the rainstorm was coming, and there was no one in the mountains for a long time, only inexplicable crying, piercing screams, and suddenly a gust of wind, the petals of this nameless flower were scattered and disappeared with the wind......