A gray shadow flashed into the underground bunker, and then a bright light flashed violently, stopping on the ceiling of the underground bunker, the man's face was hidden in the helmet, and he couldn't see the appearance, but the body shape should be a woman.

If Leon hadn't left the Nine Domains earlier, he would have recognized this person as the woman who was one of the four war ashes. But then again, if Leon hadn't left the Nine Domains, he wouldn't have been fated to see anyone at this moment. With the style of retribution in the ashes of war, how could he not care about the actions of the Lake Mercenary Group, after receiving Locke Dorjee, he would definitely turn around and raise his knife and wipe out the Lake Mercenary Group in an instant.

God, too, has divine power and is absolutely inviolable.

The woman stood straight in the strong light, the iron rhino skin on her body was entwined, and there was gray metal exposed at the seams, as if there was soft armor protection inside the animal skin, and the small dark iron helmet was completely attached to the head, simple but not simple, she stood upright, with a slender waist and hips, and obviously had a good figure.

The woman just stood like that, without any defensive posture, she disdained to defend, a few little children who were nearly a star didn't let her take it seriously, and it even took nine days to catch up with them, which made the woman secretly angry, which was too embarrassing.

But there was no one in the snowy underground bunker.

"Come out, it will make your death more comfortable" The woman's hoarse voice threatened, not so much a threat, but a soft persuasion, because she said it was very realistic, it was much more comfortable to die here, to die under her hands, than to be carried back to the war ash headquarters.

These little imps have consumed too much of War Ash's patience, and have already made War Ash start to get angry. It's good to die obediently, why do you want to run? and run so fast.

"Thrush, what the are you rambling here, giggles...... It's not soft!" A rough and strange voice sounded behind her, apparently another war ash who had arrived after hearing the whistle.

There was another figure in the doorway, short and stout, with a neck almost as thick as a head, as if the whole person had been smashed by a sledgehammer, and smashed his head and legs into his chest. The iron rhino skin on his body was also tightly wound, but it made him look more like a box.

"Old scorpion, I don't have your eyes poisonous, those little ghosts are gone," the woman said in a dumb voice, but her steps began to move, like a flower snake swimming in the desert, deftly past the fragments on the ground, and slipped towards a corner.

The man known as the Scorpion still stood still, laughing loudly, like pig iron scraping against a rock, revealing a sharp tremor. On the other side, just when a spike popped out in the woman's hand, the garbage piled up in the corner of the wall moved violently, and the flower spirit jumped out like a gust of wind, and the arc-shaped circular saw that popped out of the two arms flashed under the light of the soft light bullet, but his fierce offensive was like child's play in front of the woman, just two light jumps, and the flower spirit was no longer able to reach her, and at the same time, the woman's mouth made a soft sound,

"Huh?"

Then, the soft light bullet that was tightly clinging to the roof suddenly went out, and the underground bunker was plunged into darkness.

The shouts, scolding, wailing, and metal clashing sounded chaotically in an instant, and finally only a broken gong-like voice was left roaring: "stinky! you're crazy......

Another soft light snapped to the corner of the room, this time the position was a little down, so there were all kinds of strange shadows reflected on the wall, it seemed that the room was gloomy, the most bizarre thing was that the old scorpion was wrapped in a large cloud of transparent green slime, and it was also glued to the wall, his mouth was wide open, and he was still struggling in the slime.

Leon held his hunting tool tightly in his hand - the alloy stick, there was blood gurgling down the stick on his arm, fortunately, it didn't drip much skin before it coagulated, he didn't know that the black cells in his body were eagerly wandering, this wound made the little ones extremely angry, they carefully analyzed the weapon that hurt the body, and began to brew new countermeasures.

Miduo leaned right behind Leon, eyes closed. Her light whip didn't have a chance to shoot at all, and at this moment the infrasound wave that the old scorpion just emitted was still echoing in her brain, the sound wave was hidden in the laughter, hurting people invisibly, and it was very insidious, but fortunately, this trick was only effective for those who inspired the brain.

The most embarrassing thing was the flower spirit, he was caught in the woman's slender arms and couldn't move, his cheeks were still against the woman's towering breasts, and his posture was awkward, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the woman's other hand, because the spikes in that hand were pointing at Lockdorge's head.

Flower Spirits were sweating, in this icy underground bunker.

"Don't move, listen to what I've said" The woman's hoarse voice was still the same, but the voice was too soft, except for the lost Locke Dorjee, several other people looked at the thrush strangely,

"The creed of the ashes of war, the ends of the earth, never die, you are mercenaries, you should know" Thrush's tone was a little heavy, "I can let you go, but you must ......"

"What must be done?" a deep voice suddenly appeared, "how can I escape the ashes of war?

Thrush's body trembled obviously, as if the voice hit her hard, she slowly let go of the flower in the crook of her arm, withdrew the spikes in her hand, and stood up straight, still without any defensive posture, she didn't have to defend, in the face of Tuoba Rust who had just come in, her defense was tantamount to mantis arm blocking the car.

"Thrush, you're not a foolish softass, tell me, why?" said Tuoba Rust, walking lightly, two points of light faintly shining from the dark iron helmet, looking at several teenagers, and casually glancing at the scorpion stuck to the wall, where he passed, not a trace of dust was startled.

"There's no why, it's just that these kids remind me of who I was back then" Thrush's hoarseness returned to coldness, "Maybe they will be able to use the ashes in the future"

"Hmph, don't you say yes?" Tuoba's deep voice rose slightly, and his fingertips slowly began to turn blue, and against the background of his gray iron rhino skin, it was extremely weird,

"Then start with this kid!" Tuoba Rust waved his hand quickly, his five fingers became longer in an extremely terrifying instant, and the bright blue light on his fingertips became sharp, and five bright lines in the air shot towards a cauldron leaning against the wall.

Airplanes......

The iron pot made a peculiar trill, and then it exploded, shattering into a handful of iron foam, Fei Jiama, who was hiding behind the iron pot, rolled out of the distance with a miserable scream, and then rolled on the ground with his buttocks, and the exploded steel pot, a lot of iron slag was embedded in his fat meat, and the fat man with radicalized bones was beaten into a blood gourd. What kind of strength was that, so terrifying.

"Oh, it's actually a steel pot?" Tuoba Rust's tone was a little surprised, the black cauldron was actually made of fine steel bar, causing him not to fry Fei Jiama hidden behind the pot into minced meat in one fell swoop, Tuoba Rust was obviously very dissatisfied with his results.

The fat man was still wailing, Leon's nails had dug into the flesh of his palm, he saw the blood of his companion again, and the feeling of weakness was much stronger than the last time.

"Is this how you treat your unarmed kind" Leon kept his voice as calm as he could, but in fact, his teeth were pounding at a high frequency, and he couldn't stop no matter what. A fifteen-year-old boy, even if he has steel and iron bones, even if he has slaughtered a powerful mutant beast, it is difficult to be calm in the face of torture.

They are all too young.

Leon was also deeply angry at his trembling, and he had to bite his tongue strongly. The next moment, Leon suddenly calmed down, as if there was a strange ingredient in his body secreting rapidly, it was a gray-black liquid, seeping out under his brain, like substance, he felt the black existence in his body for the first time, but at this moment, Leon's eyes had been quickly dyed black by the liquid, and even the sparkle from the soft light bullet was swallowed up by the darkness.

"Kind, you are also worthy!?......" Tuoba Rust was surprised, as if he had noticed the change in Leon, it was a kind of darkness that came out of his body, as a master was always sensitive to that abnormal threat, at this moment, Tuoba Rust felt that this child was very dangerous.

At the moment when Tuoba Rust decided to eradicate this danger and waved the blue of his fingertips again, Leon moved, and his fists, which had not fused weapons, suddenly emitted a stream of black gas, like a thin transparent veil shrouded around the black gas, channeling the black qi into a sharp spear, and stabbing towards Tuoba Rust at a rapid speed.

Without defense, no dodge, no skill, Leon stood there, like a solidified sculpture, stabbing the black spear out.

The black qi has been rushing rapidly, and the moment it encountered Tuoba Rust, it did not disperse as expected, but quickly changed its form, like a black snake quickly winding, wrapping Tuoba Rust's terrifying long blue fingers, and swimming all the way to his body.

At the same time, between the gaps in the spear, a little blue light drilled through, and it also hit Leon fiercely.