Embers of Embers

Chapter 180 Blessing
"I didn't expect you to have normal social friends."
Seleu followed closely behind Lorenzo, walking through the long and narrow carriage.
"what happened?"
Lorenzo said without looking back.
"It just feels like you're out of tune with this world."
"This is nature. I am not a monster, but I am different from humans... I am a person living in the gap, the gap between two worlds."
Lorenzo laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly.
"Are you surprised? You are so clear about your position."
Seliu didn't speak, just nodded, and she wasn't sure if Lorenzo could see it.
In her eyes, Lorenzo was simply a troublemaker. His friends were either gang bosses or secret agencies. It was hard to imagine that such a person would have a normal life.
"There are a lot of things you don't know, Seliu, just like the following..."
Lorenzo said and put his right hand into his arms.
"what?"
"Do not be afraid."
Lorenzo answered.
The steward in white was walking in the middle of the carriage. The space was actually quite spacious, but when two people passed by in the opposite direction, it became very crowded and one of the parties needed to make concessions.
But Lorenzo didn't give in at all. The demon hunter's eyes were watching the flight attendant quietly. When he got closer, he could only see a white light blooming in his arms, and with the sound of metal collapsing, sharp The folding knife popped out in an instant and slashed down with almost no time for reaction.
Seliu was already stunned, and at this moment the passengers around him were also stunned.
The blade of the folding knife slashed diagonally down along the flight attendant's shoulder, splitting open his neck and throat. The horrifying sound could be clearly heard... The metal directly cut off the spine in the flesh and blood.
Blood gushed out like a small spring, dyeing the white chair back red. His horrified eyes stared at Lorenzo. He covered the horrific injury with one hand, as if he wanted to say something, but his whole throat They were all torn apart by that powerful blow, and only panicked breathing could be heard.
"I can smell you from afar."
Lorenzo wiped the blood from his face with cold eyes.
Lorenzo could clearly detect the inferior secret blood even from several carriages away.
Lorenzo had been vigilant when he discovered that the intruders were remnants, but he didn't expect that even though he was hiding all the way, he could not escape them, and these guys followed the car.
Finally, the folding knife penetrated from top to bottom, piercing the head and heart together, leaving no possibility of demonizing it.
This was a cruel execution. The corpse twitched and fell, and blood covered everyone's feet.
After a brief silence, there were wild screams. The passengers around him panicked. Some people began to flee to the next carriage. Some people were crying. Some people mustered up the courage to fight against Lorenzo, the murderer, but Lost his mind under that cold gaze.
The whole scene was in chaos. Smelling the strong smell of blood, the horrific death situation was right in front of Seliu's eyes. She held Lorenzo's hand tightly, her face turned pale.
She didn't know why Lorenzo suddenly went crazy, but the trust she had accumulated over the years made her believe in Lorenzo... In fact, there seemed to be no other way except to follow Lorenzo all the way to the dark side.
"Let's go."
Lorenzo said.
Despite the chaos, no one dared to block Lorenzo's way. The sharp folding knife was in his hand, dripping with blood.
The crowd ran in all directions, but Lorenzo easily found his target and threw the folding knife in his hand. A passenger who had not yet left was nailed to his seat by the folding knife without waiting for him. Whatever he did, blazing white fireworks erupted from his body, burning through the body amid painful screams.
Lorenzo walked over slowly and took off the folding knife as he passed by. Against the backdrop of the fireworks, Seleu could clearly see the handle of the knife covered with barbs.
This is a folding knife specially made for Lorenzo. There are tiny barbs on the handle, and the blood will flow along the grooves to the blade.
"Don't hide, come together."
He said.
From a demon hunter's perspective, no matter how inferior the secret blood is, it is still secret blood, just like a fire in the dark. Even a tiny spark is enough to attract attention.
Suddenly he swung his folding knife, turned around suddenly, grabbed Seleu, and the girl's body was pulled up. At the same time, he slashed down with the folding knife, killing a passenger who had approached Lorenzo at some point.
The holy silver-covered knife head directly cut open the head, slashed along the body, and split the entire body into pieces.
The twisted internal organs and blood surged like a slaughterhouse.
Seliu tried not to look at those things as much as possible. She knew very well that Lorenzo did not need to be so cruel, but he seemed to be venting his anger and brutally killed every remnant.
Lorenzo didn't know what Dean Lawrence had promised them, nor why they accepted the secret blood, but he didn't care, these people were enemies, and the enemies only needed to be killed.
All the passengers who could escape in the carriage had fled, and the space was much emptier, with more survivors pouring in.
Those ordinary people are not their targets, their targets are only Lorenzo, or Seleu behind Lorenzo.
One hand tightened on Seliu, and he wielded the folding knife and slashed hard.
In this not-so-open space, the swing of the folding knife was very restricted. After a brief period of fear, one of the survivors finally reacted. He took out his pistol and shot at Lorenzo, but before he could pull the trigger, the gun shot through the air. Then the nailed sword pierced through his head and nailed him to the wall, followed by blazing fireworks.
"It's really troublesome..."
Lorenzo frowned, raised Winchester in his arms, pulled the trigger, and the scattered projectiles swept directly across.
Thanks to human beings' instinct of fear, most of the people still in the carriage must be enemies. Lorenzo didn't care about accidental injuries. The metal projectiles penetrated his body, and the kinetic energy they carried made them all take a few steps back. , followed by another gunshot, crushing heads one after another.
Even if this group of remnants could find their place, Dean Lawrence must not be far away. Thinking of this, Lorenzo couldn't help but feel a little headache, and then quickened his pace.
But a sword light lit up, stopping his steps.
The man was holding the sword and just when he was about to hit Lorenzo, he raised his beloved shotgun. The blade of the sword hit the barrel and failed to move downward.
Lorenzo cursed secretly, raised his foot and tried to kick him away, but the man withdrew a step and avoided Lorenzo's attack, then rushed forward again, and the sharp sword light fell.
Very troublesome.
Lorenzo ducked sideways and let go of Seleu's hand.
The man looked very angry, which seemed to be the reason why Lorenzo killed many of his colleagues, but Lorenzo didn't care about that, and he even wanted to laugh a little, because now only the man was fighting with himself.
The survivors looked at him with fear, which made Lorenzo extremely satisfied.
Sometimes death will arouse the anger of others, but a death that is too cruel will frighten everyone. They are all afraid of Lorenzo, except for the man in front of them.
"You're pretty good."
Lorenzo said, extending his hand as quickly as thunder.
The falling sword tried to take it back, but Lorenzo grabbed it. The wrist was so strong, it was like being imprisoned in steel, and the man couldn't pull back the blade at all.
Blood flowed along the edge of the sword, and before he could react further, a cold touch appeared on his forehead.
Winchester pressed on the top of his head, and then blood exploded and smelly mucus splashed everywhere.
It was a nightmare more terrifying than the monster. Finally, someone screamed in despair, and the gun opened fire, pouring ammunition towards Lorenzo. However, the demon hunter directly lifted the body of the man in front of him, like a shield, and held it against his body. The fired warhead rushed directly to the edge of the carriage.
Pulling out the folding knife stuck in the wall, severed limbs appeared everywhere.
After taking care of the remaining enemies, Lorenzo turned back and stretched out his hand to Seleu, who was standing in a pool of blood.
"The time is running out, we have to hurry.".
But this time Seliu didn't make any reaction. She looked at the bloody hand, suppressed the nauseating feeling, and tried hard not to vomit.
"You...are more like a monster than a monster."
She said with some difficulty.
"maybe."
Lorenzo didn't seem to care about this. He was in a strange state at the moment and looked anxious, as if something was about to happen.
Regardless of Seleu's wishes, Lorenzo grabbed her and continued walking towards the back of the car.
When the door was opened, the faces of the people in the next carriage were full of fear. It was clearly felt that as Lorenzo entered, everyone became frightened, and they were forced to be locked up with a monster.
As if he didn't see that look, Lorenzo said coldly.
"Step aside."
No one moved, but when Lorenzo raised the folding knife that was still bleeding, a gap appeared for the two of them to move forward.
"The devil... the devil!"
An old woman broke down in fear and yelled angrily.
Then endless whispers sounded, as if they were discussing this terrible monster.
But it was as if Lorenzo didn't feel this. There was no need to listen to others, they didn't understand anything.
Yes, they don't understand anything. They have no idea what happened.
Like lambs in a pen, the only world they know is within the pen.
In the crowd on both sides, someone suddenly moved. Lorenzo could sense the raging murderous intent. With his reflexes, he was able to kill him with a knife before the attack arrived. But the strange thing was that Lorenzo There was no demonic power felt in that person, no smell of secret blood.
The falling blade hesitated, and then sharp pain rushed to the other side. The sharp dagger penetrated Lorenzo's waist and abdomen. Lorenzo could only protect Seleu, and then more blades came from Fallen in the crowd.
"Ordinary people?"
Lorenzo was a little confused, but in an instant he felt ridiculous for his naivety.
Not everyone has sucked the secret blood, and not everyone is aware of the existence of demons.
"Remnants?"
He asked, but no one responded to him, they were angry.
"So, sometimes, a 'demon' cannot be judged by its secret blood erosion."
Lorenzo whispered, and then his body erupted with terrifying power. The sharp folding knife flashed strangely in the air. The path of Lorenzo's knife could not be seen at all. He could only hear the sound of the roaring wind, and then a stroke Wipe scarlet and sway.
The sharp blade accurately cut the throat of each survivor. The human body was so fragile that they could not even scream. They could only cover the wound with force, trying to delay the arrival of death.
Seeing this scene, the pious old woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and she shed tears and complained bitterly about Lorenzo's atrocities.
"You're going to hell!"
"That's just what I want, ma'am!"
Lorenzo pulled Seleu over the corpses and muttered to himself.
"I have killed many priests and Templar knights. I am still rushing to kill a...former cardinal. My biggest wish is to pile cow dung everywhere in the Seven Hills. It would be better if the Cathedral of San Naro could be set on fire!”
Pushing open the last car door, the biting cold wind poured into the warm car, driving away all the blood.
Lorenzo turned to the old woman and smiled.
"Thank you for your wishes, ma'am, and have a wonderful day."
(End of this chapter)