Chapter 392 Lion-Splitting Bullet

The black iron shell of the projectile crackled.

The ugly and ferocious projectile beast broke out of the cocoon. Its head was like an old lion, but its skin was pale gray, as if it was an ancient war lion imitated with inferior silver.

Hidden behind the lion's head was a twisted and deformed body. The corners of the old lion's mouth were cracked until the upper and lower jaws were split, and the torso behind it was torn into two parts.

The body behind the upper jaw was a cunning snake with half a twisted tail. The slender snake body danced wildly, and the tail was directly connected to the waist of the lower shell.

The body behind the lower jaw was the lower body of a four-legged beast.

It was covered with dark red and black long hair, but its body shape was not lion-shaped, but more like a canine animal such as a jackal or hyena.

But both the upper and lower torsos have strange wings. The upper snake body has one scaly wing and two feather wings, and the lower wolf body has two scaly wings and one feather wing. At the junction of the snake tail and the wolf waist, there are two thin, broken scaly wings!

The scaly wings of a moth, the split of a wolf, the cunning of a snake... This deformed and twisted projectile that looks like a lion, a snake, a wolf, and a worm actually contains the power bestowed by at least three Sichen.

Its destruction, its suppression, its madness, it seems to be able to tear apart the body and spirit of any living creature in the world, crushing and tearing flesh into powder, and sanity dimming and disintegrating.

Dai Qisi looked at this deformed and strange projectile and suddenly fell into a trance. She seemed to have some kind of hallucination that should not have appeared.

Since she ushered in a powerful new life in the general's furnace, this is the first time in two thousand years that she has felt hallucinations, fantasies, trances, and other backward emotions that belong only to ignorant mortals.

Dai Qisi looked at the lion-splitting bullet that tore through the air and shot at her. She seemed to be able to see a shadow of a masked soldier in black armor slowly rising from the mountain. The soldier's face was completely hidden under the black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, which were indifferent but mixed with ruthless bloodthirstiness!

The shadow soldier looked at the ancient lion halfway up the mountain, and seemed to smile, and then resolutely raised the twisted snake-like alien spear in his hand and shot it out!

Of course, this was just a momentary illusion for Dai Qisi, just a fantasy that existed in the spiritual world.

But the twisted and deformed bullet was a real reality!

Dai Qisi looked at the lion head face at the front of the lion-splitting bullet, and suddenly felt that the lion face seemed familiar... That face seemed to be a certain fellow tribesman and companion who had fought side by side for two thousand years! ! !

The pain and struggle that were difficult to describe in words were seen on that familiar lion face.

The other party's gray lion eyes seemed to be filled with the torment of hopelessness, and also seemed to contain a hint of bitter pleading, as if begging this fellow from the past who had not met for two thousand years to grant him a painful relief.

A sharp resentment flashed across Dai Qi Si's golden lion eyes. She thought to herself:

"This despicable mothman has actually hunted a sacred golden lion, and also sealed the soul of the noble golden lion warrior in his bones, and polished it into a brand new bullet!!!"

"So arrogant! So disrespectful!!!"

"Damn mothman, how dare you trample on the dignity of a golden lion warrior like this... I swear to tear your soul out of your body and seal it in my toilet bowl, so that you can also feel this unspeakable shame and torture!!!"

The ancient lion eagerly urged the furnace of the heart to move, and the hot blood like magma flowed in the bronze lion body. The golden hot blood contained a terrifying casting force that burned everything, and the bones as tough as steel trembled excitedly, mixing the blood with the terrible blade force that shattered everything.

The breathing organ designed and cast by General Golden himself beat faster and faster, and the fiery flame power brewing inside had accumulated to a power that surpassed the power of the last blow to destroy half of the Kindness Mountain.

But the heat continued to brew, and it was not willing to release it.

The fiery red light and heat had inevitably leaked out a little, and the throat of the ancient lion was flashing with dazzling fire. Through the bronze skin, one could clearly see the blazing fire inside that was like a miniature star.

While the ancient lion was furious, the split lion projectile was also undergoing other changes.

In the eyes of the lion who was still in his prime, the alien projectile that slowly passed through the air and fell from the top of the mountain, the mouth of the deformed split lion head was spewing dark red gunpowder smoke as thick as ink.

But this was obviously not gunpowder smoke or dust smoke or other real smoke - no smoke-like substance could maintain a condensed and non-dispersed form at a speed faster than sound.

The dark red smoke that spewed out of the mouth of the deformed Split Lion Projectile spread rapidly backwards within a thousandth of a second, until the entire projectile was stained with the dark color of red and black, and black and red.

The wolf-shaped body of the Split Lion Projectile, with its long gray-white fur, seemed to be burning fiercely under the dark red smoke.

But that might not be fire, but the dirty blood flowing from the self-mutilation of the deformed Split Lion Projectile.

The unknown thing that was either blood or flame was dark and dark red like dead blood, but the blood and flame seemed to be mixed with a touch of the desolate grayness of the end of the world.

During the flight, the Split Lion Projectile also seemed to be gradually becoming thinner and haggard.

It seemed that every time it crossed a distance of ten feet, the thing that looked like blood and flame would burn some of the material of the projectile itself.

The Ancient Lion Daiqisi only spent 30 thousandths of a second to calculate the maximum shooting distance of this projectile in her mind.

"At most 3,000 yards. When this Lion-Splitting Projectile reaches this distance, it will be completely destroyed due to self-destruction."

And in this self-incineration, the Lion-Splitting Projectile seems to be able to obtain the blessing of Sichen.

The painful self-mutilation, the abandonment of abandonment... This seemingly self-destructive behavior can make this Lion-Splitting Projectile become more and more powerful in the process of self-destruction!

Only by destroying oneself first can the enemy be destroyed!

This is the last will and the last obsession of the Ancient Lion Hunting Gun! ! !

The Lion-Splitting Projectile is flying faster and faster, reaching more than twice the speed of sound. It only takes 0.78 seconds to sprint to the front of the Ancient Lion, and then pierce the opponent's heart after 13 thousandths of a second!

But Daiqisi's heart is just filled with rage and arrogance, which does not mean recklessness and stupidity.

She had just experienced a painful lesson of having her right claw blade corroded due to underestimating the enemy, and she was already extremely vigilant.

Compared to the moment before when she was careless and flying in the air with no place to land and move her body, she had no choice but to fight the blunt-headed cannonball head-on.

At this moment, Dai Qisi was standing firmly on the ground with four feet. She could dodge this deformed and twisted projectile at any time.

The ancient lion did not stop the hot breath in its throat to accumulate energy, but just slightly turned sideways, and in a moment of thirteen thousandths of a second, it moved three feet to the side, completely away from the charge path of the deformed and twisted projectile.

However, in her golden lion eyes, the deformed projectile that seemed to be violently ravaged by various monsters suddenly began to vibrate its seven insect-like and bird-like wings at an extremely high frequency!