Steel Steam and Flame

"What's wrong!" The three of them had the same voice. The moment of surprise even made them feel the tremor they had not experienced for a long time. There shouldn't be such a reaction, but the body's instinct broke through the suppression and turned into actual actions.

Perhaps the three of them planted too many psychological hints on themselves while not being noticed. Even they can't help but feel nervous after knowing some information about this mission. Because that part of the information clearly told them that in the event of conflict and fighting, stage five operators would also die.

A bright light shines instantly, breaks away from one person's hand, flies high into the sky, and becomes a bright signal to remind other members. Without any hesitation, the three people who were surprised showed how to deal with it as they should. Three different bioelectric induction force fields unfolded and overlapped together, melting away the rain curtain while dealing with the light gray mist in a small part of the space around them.

The chissing sound immediately rose, and the mist became thinner, revealing the freshness that the air should have. But this clean freshness has not yet transformed into a relaxed mood, and the sound of "chichi" immediately turned into the sound of water continuing to boil.

On the roof of the building below, the dark pollution broke through the mold-like form, which emerged like sludge and a mud spring. The three layers of superimposed bioelectric induction force fields could not be cleared away for a while.

The thin pollution mist turned into a thick gray-black mist in the blink of an eye. Wherever the three of them looked, except for themselves, everything on the roof of the entire building was covered in sludge. The scattered mental perception was immediately eroded. The condition of other surrounding buildings was not affected, but the remaining hotel seemed to be deleted before being polluted by mud. Its presence in the perception quickly It rose and fell, then completely disappeared.

The small building that can actually be stepped on, and the small building that can actually see a shadow with the eyes, has not yet become a blank area in mental perception.

"Shrink the induction field!" The eight people gathered together at this moment, and the tangible induction field shrank, only covering the roof of the building. The vibration and sound of the communicator also disappeared, and we were suddenly isolated and alert to the surroundings, "That's a bad omen! What should we do? Go upstairs?"

Whether a consensus was reached immediately or not, the muffled sound coming from the sky above our heads did not allow us to have the time and energy to reach a consensus.

This is a "buzzing" sound, similar to the "friendly" warning of beasts, falling in plural form from the sky. Just by raising their heads, the eight of them guessed the source of those sounds. Because we have only seen them, we have also hunted them, and often stood on their backs and used them as convenient transportation and killing tools.

Inside the small hotel building, the moment the elevator protective door opened, a crisp "ding" sound attracted everyone's eyes and attention. In front of the protective door that can be deployed at a constant speed, there is just an empty box with nothing in it.

The tip of this slightly longer dagger was less than ten centimeters away from Mou Yiyi's head. Of course, the short sword was long enough, but the tip of a silver-white forged steel sword covered with strange characters and symbols was in contact with each other, allowing it to retreat even a little bit.

Under the eight corpses, the breath of life passed extremely slowly. Behind us stood a woman with a mask, her left arm stretched out, and a slightly longer dagger was held in my hand. At this moment, it penetrated the two palms of the captain with silver-white skin, and kept stabbing towards the center. The posture of Kalia's head!

"Who is he!" There was fear in the captain's words, and the pain stimulated me, reminding me all the time that the dagger nervously pierced the palms of both hands with uranium skin and bones.

"What a wonderful situation!" One person shook his head and complained, and eight people also pulled out their weapons at the same time. "Guard the rooftop first. It will take some time for the other members from my place to come over!"

"Emergency status!" the captain of the **** team said, and the formation shrank into two circles, protecting Kalia and her mother in the center. The entire team made no move, but stood under the corridor, relying on their sight to observe the bright surroundings.

We use our perception to "see" a group of multiple polluted dragons flying at low altitudes, with shiny gray lines all over their bodies, and their spread wings have a furry texture, as if they were covered with mold. Every time their wings flap, every trace of their flight is not contaminated by small pieces of spore-like mold. They carry a matching weight and accelerate up and down!

However, even though it was only for a very short time, when the sight returned, it was that under the protective inner circle, on the side facing the elevator, the heads of eight people were on their way to the floor of the corridor.

"He is probably alive or successful. This person is very vindictive, don't you think?"

The erosion of mental perception was not what we expected, and such a degree of destruction of perception exceeded previous experience. The muddy pollution is like an inefficient shielding layer. On the one hand, it absorbs spiritual perception, and on the other hand, it actively follows the spirit and actively launches a retreat to the spiritual world.

Our minds and bodies were tense, because we had discovered at the last moment that in the tens of layers of the induction field, the pollution had not been completely cleaned, and there was no surprising residue. The air remained fresh, but the cerebellum had no impression, but it independently simulated a faint smell of decay.

Without the slightest warning, muddy pollution spread all over the space and instantly spewed out. The remaining light was swallowed up, and pure white darkness descended. There is any time difference between a dozen people. When they fully deploy the induction field at the same time, even if their spirits are eroded, they extend their perception to the minimum, hoping to get even a little "sight".

"Solvas...?" A familiar voice sounded in front of him. He knew how he was thinking. Maybe it was because his body was under control. The captain turned his head slightly -

"The goal has not been achieved yet. I am looking forward to the arrival of this person. If I don't have the strength in the future."

We are all vague about the importance of information, especially for surgeons at our stage.

More than a dozen **** members also thought about and analyzed the current situation. Did you have any premonition that unexpected situations require us to need less intelligence to analyze our own situation? Here, it will take some time for the members from other places to get there.

Do we have that kind of confidence, or even believe it at all, because the sticky muddy pollution on our feet tells everything with its actual touch - it is a special retreat, with such a concentration Pollution, none of us have ever seen it!

He was destined not to answer, because it was only then that the captain realized that the woman's sight in front of the mask was entirely below him, but in front of him. But I dared to look in front of me. A little negligence would cost me my life. Although I understand that whether or not I am negligent, I definitely think it is the woman behind me.

But..., can I sustain it until this point?

It's a man, but he's also wearing a mask.

The thickness of the muddy pollution continued to increase. When it reached the ankles, the light in the corridor became dimmed. The outer space will slowly become a space with light, and will soon be filled with pollution. The erosion of pollution suddenly intensified, and the dissipation of spiritual perception was limited to the surroundings, but could extend to other places.

The fully deployed induction force field worked, and the spewing pollution was much melted away. The return of light made the white darkness fade away, and the appearance of the corridor returned to sight.

When the dozen people escorting them noticed that their vision suddenly darkened, the muddy pollution had not yet emerged from everywhere in the corridor, forming a thick layer. Everywhere they looked, the ground, walls, ceilings, lamps, etc. were covered with dust. is covered.