The sun was shining down, and the city, which had been silent all night, began to wake up. The morning light of a new day illuminates the ruins of the city, but it does not illuminate the shadows somewhere.

The giant monster hid in the shadows, its horns like a canopy growing again, and its back with demonic wings. The black, iron-colored scales on its nearly ten-meter-tall body were punctured, and even harder crimson scales surfaced on its surface. The black and red bodies are hidden in the shadows, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

It lit up with a lava-like gold, staring at the silver warrior in the light like a snake ready to attack. Invisible realms spawned between them, and the aura of slaughter permeated the ruins.

The silver warrior was bathed in golden light, and his golden eyes looked directly at the evil spirits in the shadows, like messengers who came down from the heavens to punish evil. And then......

"I know it's handsome, but how long are you going to stand?" Eva's voice sounded silently.

Fingal looked serious, then asked in a low voice, "...... What, doesn't there be a manual for this? ”

"......," Eva sighed, "just follow your usual schedule, and I'll take care of the rest." ”

"Just waiting for your words!" Fingal shook his neck and stretched.

He kicked hard under his feet, and his whole body rushed into the shadows like a silver meteor. There was a loud noise from the ruins, and the last walls that had struggled to cling to the ruins had completely collapsed.

The wing-waving Wendigo slowly fell, its golden eyes looking at the huge ruins, as if it was puzzled, and it looked like it was looking at a fool. Rubble fell from the ruins, and Fingal poked his head out.

"No, how did this thing go?" Pulling away the trash in front of him, Fingal stood up as if nothing had happened.

Eva's voice continued to sound: "Other people's data may not be suitable for you, now that it has been adjusted, you can try again." ”

Without hesitation, Fingal rushed over again like a silver meteor.

The wings spread out, the wings swung down heavily, and Wendigo leaped high. The ruins of the cinema faded away beneath its feet, and the furious wind elemental gathered around it, screaming, drawing a large circle in the air, and rushing towards the ground with a huge storm. It's just that its furious movements suddenly stopped, and the ruins below were empty, and there was no silver figure that made its heart flutter at all.

"Where are you looking?"

There was a sound overhead, followed by a sharp pain. Black blood splattered, and Wendigo's huge figure fell from the sky, slamming into the ruins, startling the snowflakes on the ground.

Landing lightly on the broken stage, Fingal looked at the broken horn in his hand, and then threw it away with a look of disgust: "As a collector's item, this thing is inevitably too unqualified." ”

"Be careful, the dragon blood riot in its body is starting to intensify again." The sound of eva's reminder rang out.

"Is this guy dead?" Fingal frowned, except for Deadpool, no other intelligent life would continue to elevate his bloodline to the point of uncontrollable uncontrollability. Obviously, this Wendigo, who has no low intelligence, obviously will not take the initiative to go out of control.

But whether the people behind it are willing to let it do that is another matter.

"Have you forgotten?" Eva asked, "It's not strange that it was thrown in as a weapon, so it's not strange that it's been abandoned." ”

"The existence of such a 'masterpiece' is actually only as a consumable!" Fingal might have been amazed just a few minutes ago, but now......

"Very good, then completely cripple this guy and tell the people behind it that this guy can't do it." He pinched his fingers and looked at Wendigo as he got back up in the rubble, wounds healing above his head.

The latter bared its fangs and barked at him, the smell of which could be felt even through the mask. With its roar, a transparent barrier spawned in front of it, and it shrank behind it, looking at it like a vicious eye.

"Even the words and spirits have advanced together? This guy is really in some trouble. Fingal's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Eva, if there's anything powerful, just take it out." ”

"Try this." As soon as he finished speaking, the metal thorn on his right shoulder boiled like mercury, and moved down his arm to the palm of his hand. When recombined, it becomes a huge fist glove with a similar shape.

Eva continued, "I analyzed it and found the weakness of that enchantment. ”

At the same time, the screen in front of him revealed a three-dimensional image of Wendigo and the barrier in front of it. A large red dot was marked on it, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like he will punch there.

"Can you do it with all of this?" Fingal was shocked.

"It's just a matter of using the laws of elemental flow to find out the weak points of that enchantment, and if it controls the elements a little more, there is no way." Eva replied, "So this trick is useless against individuals with strong elemental control, but this guy is clearly not among them. ”

"I love you so much!" With a flick of the air, Fingal turned back with a satisfied expression, and then his whole body turned into a silver meteor and disappeared on the broken stage. The silver lines pulled a long trail of afterimages outside the barrier in front of Wendigo, and at some point, there was a loud bang from the barrier on its side.

The silver horn smashed the transparent barrier, and the hard barrier shattered in an instant surrounded by electric light. Then, the fist gloves filled with magic and electric light smashed Wendigo's body. Red scales, much harder than before, shattered, black blood splattered into the air, and Wendigo's massive body smashed into the rubble once more.

Snowflakes and dust obscured the view for a moment, and the monster's groans of pain came from beneath the ruins, then weakened and finally calmed down.

Fingal stared coldly at the breathless ruins, and the sharp corner of his right shoulder slid down to his hand. The armor on both hands deformed together, and in a flash of gold and silver light, Gatlin, almost the length of his height, appeared on both of his arms. With both hands raised to point to the ruins, Fingal pulled the trigger with a blank expression.

Dense mana bullets are generated in the glowing barrel of the gun, emitting a dangerous glow that swoops into the smoke-covered ruins in front of them. The smoke and dust that obscured the view were torn apart by the dense barrage, the screaming bullets broke through the hard red scales, and the Wendigo who pretended to be dead screamed and jumped to his feet, angrily spewing out the blazing dragon flames brewing in his mouth.

Fingal, who stood still and did not move, continued to pull the trigger, allowing the flames to hit the silver body. The flames dispersed, and the corners of Fingal's mouth, which was not damaged at all, hooked up, and said with a sneer: "I have been guarding against you for a long time!" But it's just a painless counterattack, I thought it was a terrible Jun Yan. ”

This flame that was casually used to fight back naturally could not be compared to the Jun Flame, which was extremely dangerous among the dangerous spirits. However, fire-breathing is an ability unique to dragons and some powerful dragon-blooded creatures, of course, this seems to be a very powerful ability, if it is not a pure-blood dragon, then the strength of this flame will not be so powerful there.

"You're not alive, then it's time for me to perform." With a wave of his hands, Fingal's dual-held Gatling component vanished, and his arms returned to their original state.

Golden magic streaks lit up on the silver surface of his outer armor, gradually spreading all over his body, and then these outer armors suddenly detached from his body, turning into tiny pieces of armor and flying into the air. The small armor detached from the body reorganized in the air and became long strips of muzzles. The floating muzzles of the cannons are like laser lights on the dance floor, moving quickly and spewing dangerous beams of mana.

Wendigo, who was regrouped on fire, had nowhere to hide, and the scales all over her body were charred black.

Fingal touched the top of the head of the bare reflective outer armor at the moment, and said excitedly: "I know this!" It's a floating cannon, right? ”

"It's an all-round high-speed mobile attack component, but I admit that there are elements in it, and there's nothing wrong with thinking so." Eva replied silently, and continued to control the floating component to strafe, "Originally, this was used when facing multiple small and medium-sized targets at the same time, and the terrain was complex, and it was really wasteful to deal with a single target, and the effect was not good. ”

She's right, the seemingly powerful floating attack doesn't do as much damage to the Wendigo as the previous frontal suppression Gatling component.

"It's like an early experience." Fingal continued to scratch his head, finding a reason for his playfulness, "Instead of reading the manual, it's better to get started and experience it directly, and take out any other powerful things together!" ”

He looked excited: "Is there one, it's the kind of particularly powerful attack that the commissioner's young lady just now burst out of the beam of light from the sword!" ”

"Even that one is not used by all sabers, and Mr. Menec is very unhappy about it......" Eva's voice paused, "but there is nothing like it. ”

With Eva finishing, a diagram was projected on the screen in front of Fingal. Fingal, who had finished reading it silently, took a breath of cold air, and then said with some curtle: "This...... Wouldn't it be too wasteful? ”

"No, it won't." Eva said, and all the plankton components in the sky that were taking turns shelling returned to Fingal's side.

The components split again, and one part returns to the body, forming the outer armor again. Some of them deformed in front of him, forming a huge cannon body that was much longer than the previous Gatling.

"Wide-area annihilation or artillery assault on fortifications." Eva said as Fingal's screen in front of her eyes zoomed up. He saw that around the ruins, there were many black figures surrounding them. It's a hellhound that remains in the city.

"What's the use of these guys now?" Fingal looked disdainful, and then he soon knew.

The blackened Wendigo grabbed the shivering Cerberus gathered around it, shoved it into its mouth and chewed it heavily. The scales of Cerberus, which even bullets can block, are crushed and swallowed into the stomach...... As its feeding accelerated, its injuries were recovering, and its red scales were healing. Along with that, there is the dragon blood that is becoming more and more violent in its body.

"This guy is really disgusting......" Fingal silently watched this scene, in a way, this can be regarded as cannibalism.

"But do you think I'm giving you time to watch you eat?" The golden eyes on his visor lit up, and his hands were holding the cannon body, which was still a little huge for him, and aimed at Wendigo in front of him, who was eating quickly. In the hollow muzzle, a dangerous magical light is converging.

The tall monster roared at the feeling of danger, and it spread its broken wings, and the wind gathered to whisk up the wreckage on the wreckage and swirl around it. The same as before, but a harder enchantment loomed in front of it.

It roared and flapped its wings, its golden eyes glowing like lava turning red at some point. The rapidly swirling storm gradually expanded, enveloping Fingal's silver body, and the dense debris of the abandoned debris hit him like a cannon bullet, startling a dense and terrifying sound.

"I told you...... "Fingal raised his head silently, his golden compound eyes locked on the huge monster in front of him, "It's my time to perform!" ”

The trigger was pulled, and a beam of light like the light of destruction shot out of the muzzle, and the massive recoil of the magic cannon made him back a little.

The intense light tore apart the storm that hung over the ruins of the movie theater in an extremely brutal way. In front of Wendigo, the transparent enchantment shattered neatly faster than just now, and the huge monster body inside gradually disappeared in the light, becoming a speck of dust in the Siberian plain.

The beam faded away, and if someone looked down from above the city, they would see a long black scar running through the center of the city.

The huge cannon in his hand disintegrated, and the small armor that spread out slowly attached to the silver warrior's body. Then he suddenly fell backwards, propped his hands behind his back, and said as if his body had been hollowed out, "Isn't this a beam cannon?" How can there be recoil? And ......"

He raised his hand tremblingly, looked at the golden lines on it and asked, "Although I haven't seen the Dragon King, I feel like I've fought with the real Dragon King now." ”

"This isn't the beam cannon you know, and physics can't explain it." Eva's voice was also a little weak, "Did I just say that?" This is the armament that you and I have supported together, and the energy and magic consumed are naturally also yours and mine. ”

"Do you collapse once with a single shot? It's really painful and happy......" Fingal smiled stupidly, "but this kind of consumption can achieve such an effect, anyway, it is very profitable!" ”

"Don't dream, I've said that this is the result of borrowing the power of a higher position." Eva poured cold water on him, "In a normal state, it would be nice to have this one-third of the power." ”

"A third, that's pretty good...... Silver armor attached to him, and Fingal lay on top of the ruins looking at the red sun slowly rising in front of him, and the unusually conspicuous, missile-like dot flying from above.

Well? Missile? Fingal narrowed his eyes slightly, and at the same time, the alarm bell in his mask sounded: "Warning! Warn! A nuclear strike on the way has been detected! ”