In the depths of the dark cavern, Christina lay quietly in a corner, some damp walls wetting her clothes, but she did not react to them. Her pale face was bloodless, and her breathing and body temperature had dropped to the extreme...... Not even at all. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes and hair were covered with droplets. This unresponsive look feels very bad no matter how you look at it.

She lay quietly, like a sleeping beauty waiting for the prince to come. Unfortunately, even if she is as beautiful as a princess, there is no prince here to wake her up.

Then, at some point, her chest moved slightly, as if she was breathing...... However, this is not breathing. A small, slender, child-like hand poked out of the clothes on her chest. Then there was another, and the owner of the two hands grabbed Christina's chest and pulled it to both sides, as if trying to break through some obstacle.

"Christina" cracked, like an empty shell. The petite little girl sat up from her shell-like empty body, her eyes full of confusion as she looked at the strange and familiar world. The girl's long golden hair hung down like a galaxy, covering her young body, and her slightly immature face could already see the amazing beauty of her growth, and her white skin emitted a glowing white light in the dark cavern.

But if you look closely, it's not skin at all, it's white scales, like snakes, and scales like some ancient creature.

The girl looked at the world in front of her cautiously with her golden eyes as beautiful as amber like a newborn baby. She sniffed like a kitten, as if she was looking for something. Then she tugged inside the shell beneath her and pulled out a black Buretta pistol.

Dangerous weapons are grossly out of proportion to her beauty, and she should stay away from them. But like a kitten who had found her favorite toy, her amber-clear eyes narrowed slightly, and she gently rubbed the cold body of the spear with her white and tender face, and showed a look of satisfaction, as if there was something on it that she loved so much.

She continued to flip her "shell" as if she remembered something, as if she were looking for something else, but in the end she withdrew her hand with a disappointed face, apparently to no avail. Raising her head again, she sniffed into the depths of the pitch-black passage, and then she pouted slightly as if she was enraged, revealing her small tiger teeth, and a look of disgust flashed in her eyes.

As if he had forgotten to walk, he initially held the pistol in his mouth like a kitten, and slowly crawled on his hands and feet. Then, as if recovering the memory of walking, he slowly stood up and walked against the wall towards the depths of the dark cavern.

Just halfway through, she inexplicably stopped and turned around. Her crystal clear eyes looked at the "shell" that had been left in place, and she was stunned and didn't know what she was thinking. She suddenly put down the pistol she was holding and spewed out a mouthful of flames, burning the remaining "shells". The bright light illuminated her white and tender face, and a trace of sadness seemed to emerge from the corners of her confused eyes as the firelight flickered.

The fire gradually extinguished, and the tall figure with high heels stood silently in front of the burned "shell", she silently looked at the "shell" with only black ash left for a long time before muttering: "What is this?" Do you make a decision with your past self? ”

"No, no, no, it's more important than this, right? That girl is running away! Su Enxi shouted in the magic circuit, and she was the only one of the three people in the assistant group who was not present now.

"Relax, she won't be able to run far. She is still very fragile as a new child, and her consciousness is also in a state of chaos after transformation. Jiude Mai said without raising her head, "Now she is completely instinctive...... Or maybe it's some kind of emotion in action. ”

Su Enxi seemed to be afraid of being discovered by the departed freshman Christina, and said in a very low voice: "Does it really matter? This is super evolution, alas, I didn't expect such a thing to really exist...... Can she still be considered a human being now? ”

"In terms of magic, we're much better than her." Mai replied that the power of the Heroic Spirit was undoubtedly alien to them, but it was powerful. It is difficult to determine whether they are stronger or weaker than pure-blooded dragons with the power of the Heroic Spirits, but for them, this is definitely a power that cannot be compared to super evolution.

"As for whether or not we are human...... she said as she looked up into the depths of the dark hallway, her crimson eyes a little blank, "In your opinion, are we fully human with dragon blood?" ”

Su Enxi was stunned for a moment, and gradually fell silent and did not speak. She realized that she had asked a stupid question, which no one would be able to answer.

"Okay, it's useless to keep talking about what you don't have." Mai took a step forward, her figure as if it had been erased, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

In the intricate passageway, in a dark, damp room, a grotesque figure lay on top of another equally monstrous corpse and bit it. Black blood flew everywhere, making the already foul-smelling room even more disgusting. Its long hair fluttered and flew around, and the tiny head of the snake on the top also gnawed at the other creatures in the room that had fallen in pools of black blood.

Suddenly, it stopped all action. It lifted its head, revealing its disgusting black blood and bumpy scales. It opened its foul-smelling mouth and stuck out its tongue, as slender and bifurcated as a snake, as if it were sniffing something. It sensed something and retracted its tongue, leaving behind the corpse of Deadpool that it was gnawing on.

It was hidden in the darkness, the black scales and dancing hair on its body blended perfectly with the darkness around it, only the orange-gold child's hole like a snake was exposed, waiting for the noble but weak aura that was coming this way.

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Oginez stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, and even forgot to bandage the wounds that were still bleeding on his body. He wasn't the only one, Sonia on the side also forgot to throw away the gun that was already empty in his hand, and looked at the center of the theater in a daze. Then, they were struck back by the aftermath of the battle between the two metallic figures in the storm in front of them.

In the middle of the movie theater shrouded by the storm of snowflakes, the two figures collided heavily, and the impact directly dispersed the snow storm that shrouded the surroundings.

"Looks like I'm the one who has the advantage in terms of strength!" Fingal shouted, pushing Wendigo back even harder, who was more than twice his height.

The bronze-glowing muscles of his arms bulged high, and the protruding veins could be seen. The blood that looked like liquefied bronze swam rapidly in the body, sending every bit of the dragon's blood to all parts of the body. The Spirit Bronze Throne is fully activated, and his current physical strength is comparable to that of a real dragon, and it is completely a humanoid Tyrannosaurus.

Wendigo, who is almost as tall as a small building, is not in a good position right now, and her size is undoubtedly the advantage, but the competition for strength clearly puts it at a disadvantage. To make matters worse, its claws are clutched tightly by humans in front of it who are too short compared to it. There was a piercing grinding sound, and those claws, which could be easily torn apart even by metal, began to deform and even break in the face of the immense power of the human beings in front of them.

It roared in pain, tearing off its claws, its massive form struggling backwards, looking fiercely at the humans in front of it.

Fingal threw away the broken claws in his hand, and the wounds on his palms and body were quickly healed by the dragon's blood. His current body healing speed was not much weaker than that of Wendigo, comparable to that of a real ancient dragon. But even if he didn't have the ability to heal, such a small wound wouldn't have much effect on him...... Of course, these are time-bound.

The Bronze Throne was undoubtedly a powerful spirit of words, and the power of this ability to compare to that of a true ancient dragon forced Wendigo, who possessed the spirit of two words, to retreat for a while. But this kind of power can't be squandered at will, and even if he wants to, his body won't allow it. Just as Wendigo's huge body consumes the same amount of energy, he now needs a huge amount of body energy to maintain the consumption.

And unfortunately, the dinner he had just packed to deal with this situation was blown by Wendigo's words and didn't know where it went. And like the monster in front of him to replenish his energy by devouring dragon blood creatures, he couldn't do it anyway.

Wendigo was slowly receding, the broken fingertips on its hands had begun to heal and regenerate, but not as fast as they had just been. Obviously, it is also in a state of energy deprivation.

Fingal, who found this, sneered: "It can be considered fair now......

Then he took out two pistols, a golden revolver, an MP pistol prepared by old Bunin and said: "...... I'd love to say that, but now I'm on my side! ”

As soon as the words fell, gunshots rang out one after another. Wendigo, who was unusually sensitive to gunfire, quickly dodged, and now it knew that the gun was a little more threatening to it. It subconsciously avoided the bullets fired by the golden revolver, which was not much of a threat compared to the golden revolver...... If the bullet inside is a normal bullet.

The alchemical bullet in the MP pistol instantly pierced through Wendigo's scale protection, and the mercury that was absolutely toxic to a dragon-blooded creature exploded within its body. Wendigo's huge body fell to the ground, startling a shower of snow.

Fingal quickly threw away the MP pistol, quickly retracted the remaining bullets in the revolver, and filled the Philosopher's Stone bullet that he had secretly replaced earlier into the magazine. The alchemy realm unfolded, and vein-like lines appeared on the body of the alchemy revolver.

"Looks like I won." This time the barrel of the gun was not deformed, and Fingal fired directly in the state of the revolver.

The transparent bullet hit Wendigo and took out a broken wound, and the black blood exploded along with the transparent fragments. Silently looking at Wendigo who was not moving, Fingal, who maintained a shooting posture, suddenly sat on the ground.

The bronze color on his body faded quickly, and the gold in his eyes was also dark to the extreme. He stretched out his hand and beckoned to the ruins on the side: "Is there anyone?" Squeak. Everybody's fine, give me something to eat, I'm going to die. ”

Exhaustion and hunger hit together, and the sea of food and drink at dinner could not support his speech for too long. If that guy had been cunning, maybe he would have pounced.

Getting up from under the rubble again, Oginez, who was hiding in a corner to bandage his wounds, hesitated, took out a piece of chocolate and threw it over. Fingal, who was not disgusted at all, quickly crawled over and grabbed it, stuffed it into his mouth along with the snow and chewed it.

Then he lay on the ground like a corpse and thought about it: "I said, this is really not enough to stuff your teeth." ”

A man staggered over to him and gently put down a box of biscuits. Fingal casually said thank you to the drinker who looked a little familiar, but couldn't think of a name, and began to feast on the water made of snowflakes.

The fatigue and hunger eased a little, and he looked at Oginez, who was limping towards him: "Although I have cheated you before, but now I have also saved your life, which is considered to be clear, and I also helped you kill your clone." ”

He also had Sonia by her side, carrying a dead Vishniak on her back, probably not wanting him to be a raging wilderness and reduced to Cerberus rations. The remnants of the passengers on the train also gathered, all of them wounded. In addition to the two people in front, there were only five or six in total, which formed a strong contrast with the dozens of people who came to the scenery. Catherine, who had spoken to Fingal at first, was not among them, probably dead in that corner.

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Glancing at him silently, the miserable-looking Oginez lowered his head and said, "...... Thank you. ”

"You're welcome, I've always been so willing to help......" Fingal's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly shouted, "Get down!" ”

Some people did it immediately, and some people didn't react, and the next second they were stabbed in the stomach by the attacking claws, and then it seemed to be pulled back and stuffed into the mouth of the blood basin. Wendigo, who had eaten the blood food, jumped up, and swung his claws out again in either direction, and two more people were reduced to rations.

It also had fragments of the Philosopher's Stone caught in its wounds from the alchemy bullets, but a closer look reveals a new layer of scales underneath the fragments. And where he was lying on his stomach just now, there were broken fragments of the human body...... Apparently, he had finished eating.

Wendigo, who had eaten two people again, did not continue to hunt, he looked at Fingal who took out his revolver with great resentment, and then suddenly looked up to the sky and roared filial piety. At the same time, the scales on its body began to crack, and its body grew larger like a balloon that had been blown up.

Fingal, who was loading the bullets, froze in place, looked at the deformed monster with an incredulous face, and said in a lost voice, "...... Bloodline refining! ”

Before he could react, a violent storm erupted from Wendigo and swallowed him up.

…… The expected pain did not come, but I felt a burst of warmth. Silently opening his eyes, Fingal was stunned again when he looked at the blue sky and white clouds in front of him, as well as the cold sea left by the ice floe.

In front of him, the girl in the white dress in the sun was looking at him with a smile: "Welcome to ...... You and my Yindian. ”