[Steel Flame Steel] Blue Lion

Be refined.

It wasn't until after everything was over that the soldier let go of Ed, who was already slumped on the ground.They don't want to do it either, but they must follow orders from higher ups.

"How come..." Ed murmured, moving forward with difficult hands and feet.The captives who were still there just now have disappeared, but the red water is still the same as before—perhaps in Ed's eyes, it is even redder too much.

"Cut, did you fail?" Enwei, who was watching from the sidelines, turned his head away. He thought that using this Fullmetal Alchemist would make a breakthrough this time. Now it seems that this is not a problem of the National Alchemist.It should be formed into formations, incorrect formations or incomplete formations caused them to keep walking in place.

He carried out the refining of the Philosopher's Stone.

There is only this sentence in Ed's mind, which has nothing to do with the success or failure of the cultivation, but he has already carried it out.This completely broke his principles, and he himself fell into this sneering practice.Anything that takes advantage of human life, something that breaks through the existing alchemy, is completely——sin.

"Hey, can you stand up?" Enwei kicked Ed a few times, who was pretending to be dead, and pulled him up roughly after seeing that he didn't respond, "You can't die, little national alchemist."

"I killed them..." Ed repeated this sentence, even if the wound was torn open, he was as numb and expressionless as if he couldn't feel it.Seeing someone else do it, imitating it in your head, feels completely different than actually having it happen to you.

The first thing that followed was nausea, and Ed was retching until he was forcefully dragged away from the scene.Perhaps it was because of insufficient psychological construction, but Ed really preferred to kill people at that moment, rather than treat them as experimental materials.

If they are on the battlefield, they can be regarded as enemies.There may be no difference on the surface between the two, but the essence is different.

"Take him to bandage." Enwei said reluctantly, it's too boring to become like this just because of one practice.Even Dr. Ma Ke was not forced to do so. It can be said that Gang Xiaodian received high-level treatment-although he may not like this treatment very much.

Of course, if this person really showed other things such as indifferent eyes, it would be boring.

Desperate Ed sat in the tent, letting the military doctor examine his gunshot wound.Will be injured at this time, Moyo is not caused by Ishbal.So the military doctor looked at Ed with a strange look, as if he believed that he had violated some military discipline.

"A soldier must look like a soldier, Lieutenant Elric." Unable to bear to see the young officer's expression as if the sky was falling, the military doctor tried to persuade him in a good-tempered manner.He carefully bandaged Ed's wound, "It's done."

Ed nodded and said nothing, he just thought he needed a good night's sleep now.He never thought that he would be forced to do this kind of training, and the conditioned reflex of his body betrayed him.

"Thank you." After thanking the military doctor, Ed staggered out of the tent.He has never been so eager to see Roy Mustang, or he has never been so eager to give up his responsibility as a military dog ​​and escape from the battlefield.

The menacing flames licked the Ishbal people blocking the door, and Roy's raised hands were trembling.Even though it was far away, he still felt that he could hear the crackling sound of the flames scorching human skin.

Can't release water, because he has no companions by his side.In this case, if injured, there is probably no chance of being rescued.Compared with other more scruples, the most important thing now is probably his own life.

'Snapped--'

Flick the fingers again, and the arm is drawn from the front to the side at [-] degrees in the air.The red refining light brought the color of death, and the Ishbal people who were holding guns and preparing to attack were burned before they even had time to aim.

Closing his eyes, Roy turned his head away from the Ishbal man whose bones had been burned.

Walking forward, Roy's footsteps were firm.The military uniform on his body was rattling by the wind, and the oppressive aura made the Ishbal people who were guarding the door reflexively take a few steps back.

"It's the national alchemist!" one of the Ishbal people shouted, feeling a little angry.They didn't want to see these guys who disobeyed God from a long time ago, and it's the same now, "Kill him!"

The excited Ishbalman completely ignored the fear deep in his heart. The sniper standing above the building raised his gun and stared at the black-haired alchemist who looked unusually calm through the front sight.

Those were a pair of jet-black eyes without much emotion, like a swamp that made it impossible to struggle.

Raise your hand and snap your fingers.

There was a crisp sound from the friction between the fingertips. It was obviously a handsome posture that made people unable to take their eyes off it, but at this moment it made people shudder.In an instant, the sniper who was originally hiding in the building was hit by the flames, and his whole body fell down and burned into a fireball.

The jumping sniper twitched, even the brains that fell out were being burned dry.This situation stunned the Ishbal man who was about to shoot, and the burnt smell floated into his nostrils.

Roy continued to move forward expressionlessly, using the broken buildings around him to cover his figure.Obviously this area has been bombarded a series of times, but judging by the number of enemies, the battle has just begun.

Beads of sweat appeared on the head of the Ishbal who tried his best to hide behind the building.The temperature has risen a bit, and the smoke from the burning will make it difficult for them to breathe sooner or later.But you can't rush out like this, as long as you are exposed to the alchemist, you will definitely die.

"Damn lackey!" One of the brown-skinned young men spat, stomped his feet, picked up his gun and rushed out regardless of the obstruction.Flame is like a military dog ​​with a keen sense of smell. The moment the young man appeared, he opened his mouth and exposed his fangs.

rush out.

The Ishbal youth clenched his lower lip, he could feel the hot flames burning his skin and the burning pain.The thick smoke made his eyes barely open... But he didn't stop his steps.Under Roy's shocked eyes, the young man rushed out of the fire and pulled the trigger towards him.

A moment of astonishment made Roy's brain out of control, and a formation that controlled the concentration ratio of hydrogen and oxygen was formed in his mind in an instant, and the fingers that had just been put down for a long time bounced continuously.One, two, and three flames exploded directly on the young man's body. He took a step back, and Pyro fell in front of Roy.

"Well--"

The close observation made Roy cover his mouth, and the young man whose bones were burned seemed to want to say something.The scorched face made the black-haired man almost spit out, and the white smoke gradually gave off an unpleasant smell.

The tip of his tongue was bitten, and Roy could taste the salty taste in his mouth.He staggered a few steps to the side, almost tripped and fell to the ground.Holding the stone wall of the building debris, Roy gradually curled up his fingers, so strong that he could almost draw blood marks on the stone wall.

Is this what he has always insisted on? Is this what he can get by joining the army without hesitation?

"Hey, where is that alchemist?" More enemy reinforcements ran out from the inside. After seeing the corpse, Roy couldn't help but flinch from their harsh language.

Now is not the time to be in a daze.

Taking a deep breath, the black-haired man quickly looked around, trying to find a powerful ambush point.If he becomes a deserter at this time, then all meanings will be lost, and he himself will be brutally court-martialed.He thought that he had to persevere, even if he didn't know the reason, but he definitely couldn't just die like this.

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Roy had no idea how long he had been here, maybe a few hours.When his fingers finally felt some cramp, Ishbal disappeared from his vision.The brown-skinned humans clamoring to kill him must have recognized that the person in front of him was like a living weapon.Appearing in front of him with no other choice but death.

Panting for breath, Roy hid in the abandoned building to seek some rest time. He slid against the wall and sat on the ground, staring closely at his palm.

The rough hair cloth gave Roy a different touch than usual, and it seemed heavy inexplicably.He was a little dazed, after all, these gloves had no real use not long ago.

"Is it a battlefield once it is used?" Roy raised his head and smiled wryly. When he joined the army, he really had a dream of being able to serve the country.Even before going to the battlefield, he was a little eager to try—after all, he was a soldier.But now, he had to start wondering if everything he did was true... Raising his hand, snapping his fingers, killing people, this infinite loop of actions.

"No wonder that little bean is looking forward to rain so much, and he has that strange expression." Thinking of his little boss, Roy's wry smile gradually changed, and his expression relaxed a little, "It would be great if it could really rain ..."

In addition to removing the smell of gunpowder and blood from the battlefield, the rain can also prevent him from using alchemy.If he can't use alchemy, his name will definitely be crossed off the list of the vanguard by General Grandmaster, right?

But these are meaningless fantasies. The perennial drought of Ishbal is enough rain to temporarily prevent him from shooting flames.