In the legends of the ancient Indians, there was such a monster that only appeared in winter. In the cold winter when everything is silent and food is scarce, it hides its huge body in the woods, waiting for passing humans like rabbits, and devouring them. It was as if it would never have enough to eat, and even a seasoned hunter would not be able to escape it.

In their legends, there is no doubt that the people who disappeared in the cold winter for no reason went into Wendigo's belly. It is extremely greedy, and there are countless animals in the forest, but it loves only humans; It is never fed and is always on its way to find its next prey...... Therefore, in the perception of the Indians, it is the embodiment of the unrighteous who mutilated their companions, and it is also the embodiment of the cold winter and the wind and snow.

To some extent, this is an alternate existence, but in a half-breed society, every lore may be tied to dragons. It could be that the Indian ancestors personified the terrible winter, or it could be that there was a hungry dragon named Wendigo wandering back in the middle of winter.

Fingal didn't know what the truth was, he only knew that the image of the guy in front of him was the same as the image left by those ancient Indians. He threw away the tattered door panel in his hand and quietly looked at the cannibalistic monster in front of him. This monster is about five meters tall, although it is not as terrifying as more than ten meters in the legend, but it is extremely rare among dragon blood creatures.

It resembles antlers, with long hairs covering its body under its horns, and scales and two horrible wounds on its skin are faintly visible between the hairs. It still had blood in its mouth, a finger still wriggling between its sharp fangs, and its golden eyes under its hair stared at Fingal with chilling resentment.

The theater is now in shambles, the neat seats are now crooked, the red curtain on the stage has been torn apart, and the white screen has fallen with the cold wind. Snowflakes fell from the holes in the sky, and the ruins created by the storm were quickly covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

In addition to the howling cold wind, there was a faint groan of pain in the sea under the ruins. If you look closely, you can also find some human or clothing fragments stuck in the cracks of the rubble, as well as spilled blood...... No matter how you look at it, those guys just now are really not in a good situation.

Quickly filling the empty magazine of the golden revolver in his hand with bullets filled with transparent bullets, Fingal stared at the other party with golden eyes. An inexplicable realm shrouded the center of the cinema, like the aura of an apex predator, which made people who were still hungry under the ruins hold their breath.

Fingal's face was extremely serious now, and it didn't take much time for the wounds on the monster's body to heal. The revolver named Texas Dawn has a status in the half-breed society like the folding knife of the Kassel Headmaster Ange, they are the best of human wisdom and alchemy, and they are the strongest alchemy weapons that humans can control, even when facing dragon king-level targets, they must achieve good results...... Theoretical effect.

After all, powerful dragons are not targets that stand still, and the realm around high-level dragons, just contact will give people great pressure, if you don't have the bloodline to face dragons without being affected, even if you have this kind of alchemy weapon, you can't use it. Although the revolver held by Fingal is not a complete pair, even if it does not hit the vital point, even if the opponent is a pure-blooded dragon, it is estimated that he will not jump up and look at him with great energy. And the big guy in front of him doesn't look like he's more powerful than a pure-blooded dragon.

“…… It's really a problem now. He muttered, then suddenly put away the golden revolver in his hand, picked up a warmed Gatling gun and fired it forward.

At least a hundred rounds per second rained down on the monstrous Wendigo, a torrent of metal that no ordinary rifle could match, and even dragons with defensive capabilities comparable to metal would temporarily retreat. The bullets with a huge impact hit the concrete floor, bringing up clouds of smoke, and the already dilapidated movie theater became even more dilapidated. And Fingal himself, as if completely ignoring the terrifying recoil proportional to the power of the machine gun, stood still in the rain of bullet casings.

"Tsk!" It's just that he suddenly smacked his lips and threw the Gatling with the blue fire in his hand abruptly to the side.

Gatling, who was still spraying bullets in the air, suddenly exploded into two parts like a bore, but if you look closely, you will see that the broken metal surface of the gun is extremely smooth, as if it has been cut off!

The huge black shadow crossed Gatling's barrage at some point, ignoring the distance between the two, and came to Fingal's side with a fishy wind. It raised its hand high, its sharp nails like a short sword swung down with a dangerous cold light, and the Gatling metal body was easily sliced like tofu. In terms of sharpness, this monster's nails are already comparable to most alchemy weapons!

The bullets that remained in the barrel exploded, and the body of the blast provided a layer of cover for Fingal. Under the cover of the explosion, he quickly pulled out the previous alchemy revolver. Without the slightest hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and the alchemical bullet that had already been filled in the magazine burst out at a speed that was usually incomparable to bullets, heading towards the monster.

It's just that this bullet that once made this Wendigo bleed twice, this time it didn't have the desired effect. Wendigo dodged the bullet that was directed at its head with a flexibility that was completely beyond the common sense of physics, even unbelievable, with a flexibility that did not match its appearance.

It quickly turned around, the sharp cold light reappeared, and the fast-retreating Fingal stood still within the safety range, three huge claw marks left where he had just stood, and this claw mark that went deep into the concrete floor, maybe no one would want to experience it with their own body.

Fingal, who missed a single hit, continued to draw the other guns on his body to interfere with Wendigo's movements, this incredible movement and speed, it was really lucky to be able to hit it twice just now. Of course, the situation just now may also be that this guy is underestimating, after all, although the guys it was playing with just now can barely be regarded as half-bloods, but they are just some old guys who suck the serum made from the blood of the ancient dragon to continue their lives, at most they are a little more powerful than ordinary people, and they are really not a threat to it.

The two figures moved rapidly through the wide theater, and the ruins caused by the snow storm just now interfered with Fingal's movements to a certain extent. Behind him, the Wendigo, dodging bullets, was completely unaffected by the terrain, and its rapid movement above the ruins did not match its somewhat bulky appearance. At this moment, the injuries on its body have also healed, and even the gaps in the scales have healed together, this powerful self-healing ability, even pure-blooded dragons will be embarrassed when they see it, which may be comparable to high-level ancient dragons.

Suddenly, the monster's movements paused. It dug through the rubble to the side, fished out a bloody figure, and swallowed it in one gulp. Fingal, who found this, frowned and felt a little chill. Even putting aside the character of these old guys, being eaten bloodily in front of him still made him feel a strong discomfort.

At the same time, he also understands that this guy is not flawless, and the consumption of such a powerful physique on itself is undoubtedly huge. Ordinary food naturally can't support its actions, and the only ones it can choose as food can only be dragon-blooded creatures. Although it is very thin, these weak guys do have the dragon blood of a high-level ancient dragon in their bodies, and there is no more perfect food for them.

It's strange to think about it, this guy is the same as Wendigo in appearance and habits, and loves human flesh very much. Skilled at killing and eating all living things, it's perhaps a more terrifying weapon than those Cerberus...... No, maybe those fierce hellhounds are not only a part of the siege weapon, but also a ration for it.

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire interrupted Wendigo, who was eating, and even Fingal, who was pulling away, was attracted by the gunshot. In a corner of the ruins, a ragged and wounded woman was shooting at the monster with a rifle. The woman who had escaped the snow storm before was obviously seriously injured and was not very stable on her standings, but she still held the gun in her hand tightly. Even though the monster's face was quite hateful, the eyes she looked at the monster were full of anger and despair, but there was no trace of fear.

Fingal took one more look before confirming that it was Sonia, who had been cheated by him. She was quite embarrassed now, she used to be full of charm, but now some of her old face was covered with stains and blood, and her originally smooth hair was messed up with the sludge, like a beggar. But her eyes lit up with a slight gold, and she stared at the monster in front of her like a former Soviet soldier, far surpassing the monster in height and physique.

"Vishniak...... Vishniak ...... "Along with the gunshots, there was a voice that sounded like a call, but full of grief.

Fingal noticed that her stained face was covered with tears. A man leaned quietly at her feet, and looking at the man's clothes, it was another old acquaintance, Vishniak. He crouched to the side in a motion that looked like he was holding something, and a metal iron pipe passed through his chest from behind. There was no movement, and no matter how you looked at it, it was already dead...... Died to protect someone.

He wasn't the only one who noticed the movement over there, some old guys who were pretending to be dead crawled out. Oginez, who also escaped, but was more seriously injured than Sonia, grabbed Sonia like a desperate person, trying to stop her, which was tantamount to sending her to death. The panic on his face didn't seem like a fake, and his eyes were full of sadness as he looked at the dead Vishniak...... Obviously, this time was his best chance to escape.

Probably understanding why she had the courage to face this extremely dangerous monster, Fingal suddenly wanted to laugh, they could even give up their dignity in order to continue their lives, but they would really avenge their dead companions, and some wanted to stop their companions' stupid behavior...... This is quite ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

The eating monster stopped moving, and its golden eyes slowly looked at them. Perhaps the living are more to its liking than the dead corpses.

The white dress in the sun suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and the moment the sunhat fell off, the girl's smile commensurate with the sun flashed. Then the scene suddenly changed to a control room with cold lights on, full of data cables, and unusually silent. The unreachable projection chuckled at him as if nothing had happened, and wept equally disembodied tears as he turned to leave......

"Alas......" Fingal, who had witnessed all this, stopped his steps to distance himself and sighed deeply, "I regret it now...... How did I not become a complete bad person? ”

Looking back, the gold in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the words with wonderful rhythms were quickly chanted by him through gritted teeth. His skin began to thicken, and his color became darker, reflecting a metallic sheen. He stopped, looked at the back of the monster about to hunt, and suddenly pulled out his golden revolver and fired a shot in front of him.

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"Where are you looking?" Blowing out the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, Fingal, who was covered in metallic light, looked at Wendigo with an invincible look in his golden eyes, "Your opponent is me." ”

The familiar sound of gunfire caused the monster to pause and look back at the man with the gun behind him. It is still very clear that the relationship between the prey that is easier to obtain and the prey that is more difficult to gnaw is still very clear.

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As if forgotten by the outside world, all the sounds are gradually fading away in the extremely silent dark underground space at this moment. Under the lonely light, the huge black snake curled up into a huge mass, and the primordial runes emitting black light quietly floated on the black scales on its body, and the magic power that wandered in the atmosphere seemed to have found an outlet, frantically pouring into the runes.

If it weren't for the fact that the surrounding walls had already been carved with runes to conceal the aura of magic, the vision created by the convergence of the huge magic might have caused some people on the surface who were secretly watching this side into a panic.

Lu Mingfei sat quietly on the steps of the entrance of the underground space, hiding in the shadows, only looking at the dragon in front of him silently with red eyes and golden eyes on one side. Silently, there was a slight fluctuation of magic power around him, and the de-spiritualized Eva stood quietly in front of him.

Under the miserable white light, Eva with an illusory feeling looks even more weird. She looked at Lu Mingfei and said softly: "The Imperial Master ......"

"Are you going to start?" Lu Mingfei glanced up, as if he saw the battle going on above through the frozen soil.

Eva nodded silently: "...... Fingal, it's going to be a tough battle. ”

"Okay, then it's time for us to start here......" Lu Mingfei stood up, patted his clothes gently, he reached out and shook the back of his right hand gently, the red light overflowed, and the inscription and the spell on the back of his hand lifted the disguise.

He raised his hand and pointed the side of the spell at Eva: "I will give orders with the spell to fulfill the illusions you have constructed, and show your true posture to them!" ”

A spell emitted a strong red light and then dimmed, and after the light passed, the girl in front of her was gone.