Lenno reached out and took off his glasses and threw them away casually, revealing the pupils buried in the deep eye sockets that were gradually engulfed by gold.
His temperament also changed from a polite and gentle manager to a fierce and powerful Angzang man.
Leno slowly stretched out his hand, his palm facing the guy who was running away like a bereaved dog, and pressed it from a distance.
"This place is closed to traffic!"
The blond man murmured to himself, and the turbulent air flow violently moved.
"You damn guy, you betrayed us."
The man with the red snake pattern roared and rushed towards him. At this moment, Leno happened to appear, blocking his way to escape. How could he not know that this transaction itself was a trap.
"Graduate of Cassel College Class of 2001, former president of Lionheart Club, Leno 슷Fairmont. @*~~"
The blond man didn't hesitate to let him understand the ins and outs of the matter. This is Chicago, the base of the college headquarters. Countless enforcement officers hide their identities and wander around the darkness of the city, just for the purpose of fishing for law enforcement one day.
After all, his name and identity were real, his work as a bounty hunter for several years was real, and even the niece who came to visit recently was a relative.
Except for the few years when he first left France and disappeared, he was not working with a terrorist organization as stated, but he was studying at the Kassel Academy to learn all the necessary skills to become a mixed-race elite.
Leno was hiding so deeply that if Schneider hadn't given him the order to close the net, he would have been living in disguise as a trade manager and bounty hunter.
"boom!"
The deafening sound continued, and a thick wall of air fell down like a substance.
Word Spirit·Yin Lei, Sequence 17, is a low-sequence Word Spirit. Its effect is roughly to produce a high-pressure explosion after compressing air. It belongs to the authority of the King of Sky and Wind.
But now, such a slightly useless word spirit has played a huge role in the hands of Leno, the former president of the Lionheart Society.
In front of the man who was busy escaping, the invisible air was extremely compressed, forming a relative vacuum field. Such a pressure field would be suffocating, and the organs would rapidly fail within eighty seconds. .br>
In fact, this is already an ability that surpasses Yin Lei, and is more like the dust-free land of Sequence 81.
It can only be said that Leno's exploration of it has reached a very deep level, which has never been reached by even the hybrids who have awakened this spirit in the past.
Of course, the man who kept rushing forward could feel the pressure coming from everywhere outside his body. Even though his lungs were beating like old bellows, they could barely absorb any oxygen.
"Zha!"
He covered his head with both hands and screamed sharply, emitting harsh sound waves.
Dark red dense scales continued to spread from the neck to the whole body, and even the head became increasingly flattened, eventually turning into a head similar to that of a Komodo dragon, but the color was more red, just like blood after condensation.
It seems that the Renovan organization has long maintained the biological genetic modification of its subordinate members so that they can quickly transform into dragons when encountering a crisis and deal a heavy blow to their opponents.
"Because dragon blood is too hot and highly toxic and can cause serious damage to body tissues, is it temporarily developing in the form of a pseudo-dragon?"
Leno still maintains the release of the Word Spirit Field. In the short term, this guy will not be able to break through the high-pressure air wall he has set up.
He stared at the deformed product with appraising eyes, watching as the thick heavy feet gradually stretched out the originally wide black cloak.
At this moment, the man's features have completely faded, with fine scales sticking to the surface of the skin, and a long and thin scarlet tongue spitting out from time to time. The scene is extremely uncomfortable for people.
"Damn it, it seems that the hardness of this guy's body and respiratory organs have been greatly strengthened after transforming into a dragon. Even the space compressed by Yin Lei can only play a restrictive auxiliary role."
Leno obviously realized that something was wrong. Even if he developed this spirit to the extreme, he could not get rid of its own constraints.
Yin Lei is far from having the ultimate explosive lethality. It may be enough to deal with ordinary people and hybrids, but for Deadpool, whose physical strength is close to that of a pure-blood dragon, it lacks the effect of killing with one blow.
The man's scales were red, and a flat monitor lizard's head emerged from his black robe. His right foot rested on the hard sandy road.
, walking forward slowly but firmly.
And Leno, who reached out to control the compressed air to create an explosion barrier, was increasingly struggling with Deadpool's physical strength.
"Asshole, stop!"
The blond man roared angrily, and his golden pupils seemed to instantly burst into flames, and blood was faintly visible. Leno activated the Lionheart Society's violent secret technique, which was the only way he could think of at the moment.
A crackling sound was heard from various parts of the dragon-turned-man's body. One after another, the fine scales exploded in this situation, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
But he seemed to feel no pain, and kept walking towards Lenno with his scarlet eyes shining brightly. The sharp white teeth vaguely exposed between the opening and closing of the mouth seemed to be eager to chew this guy's bones and flesh.
"Snapped!"
A clear sound of snapping fingers suddenly appeared in the dark alley. Li Yongyuan, who had been standing on a roof somewhere and kept watching, joined the battlefield.
After all, Schneider did not mention the existence of undercover agents in the e-mail information he sent to them before the start of the war practice class, and there was not even any hint.
An ancient frost-white sword fell from the sky with a cold and biting sword intent, like a meteor falling to the west, with a heavy force, and the sword edge cut through the air with a faint tremor.
"Ouch!"
No matter how much damage he suffered from the air compression explosion, Deadpool raised his head and howled for the first time. His thick tail extending from his tailbone was firmly nailed to the ground by Tai'a, and his progress came to an abrupt halt.
After wailing, he opened his mouth angrily, and tongues of fire dimly lit up in his bloody mouth. It was poisonous inflammation that combined corrosive toxins and scorching dragon flames, and was almost indestructible.
But the young man standing high up just gently put his index finger to his lips, making an arrogant gesture of silence. The next second, bright stars seemed to flow out of his eyes, and red hot magma rolled out.
The huge hurricane that had been gathering and condensing before finally arrived. Yan Ling and Yin Lei instantly lost control of the air in this area. The violent wind flow directly poured into the latter's open mouth, forcibly annihilating the incomplete hurricane with wind pressure. Released poisonous inflammation.
Li Longyuan leaped from a distance and almost landed on the top of the Deadpool's head. His golden eyes burning with flames calmly scanned his body structure.
This guy seems to be somewhat similar to the bronze sculptures with snake heads and human bodies that were seen in the Yangtze River underwater bronze palace before, holding tooth wats, wearing loose robes, and dressing up as His Highness's ministers.
Thinking like this, he suddenly felt that there must be a deeper connection between the two. At least this Renovan organization is far more mysterious and dangerous than the orthodox and Kassel Academy expected.
The Deadpool beside the young man had stopped howling and was just grinding his teeth, hoping to give him a sudden fatal blow.
"careful……"
Leno's somewhat anxious shouts came to an abrupt end amid a splash of blood.
Li Longyuan pulled out Tai'a and chopped off the giant lizard-like head with one sweeping blow. The headless monster fell slumped.
His movements are as skillful as those of a butler. .
