Embers of Embers

Chapter 186
"Lorenzo Holmes, I'm getting more and more confused about what you're thinking, so what if you do this? You left her in the blizzard, and as long as I go back along the railroad tracks, she still can't escape. "
Lawrence looked at the guy who was slumped aside and looked like a corpse.
"What if? Lawrence, what if I kill you right here? People always have to have dreams!"
Lorenzo replied, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up, and he didn't care about Lawrence's threat. He felt that he was going to die anyway, so it was better to talk more nonsense and torture his opponent mentally.
Listening to his words, Lawrence laughed instead. He then picked up a nail sword and walked towards Lorenzo.
"Would you like to chat a little longer? Actually, I kind of want to know why you betrayed the Order."
Lorenzo withdrew forcefully a few times, squirming on the ground like a piece of meat, but soon he was close to the edge, and Lawrence had no intention of letting him go, pressing forward step by step.
"Don't be like this, I'm a dead person anyway... Can you give me a chance to smoke a cigarette? I just want to talk to you about my assassination plan against you. Let me tell you something, this plan is absolutely terrible, I feel that I just don't want to be born genius."
He was chattering without looking like a dying person at all.
"Are you afraid of death?"
Lawrence stopped suddenly.
"Maybe, after all, the dead can't kill you."
Lorenzo squinted at Lawrence, and then slowly took out the cigarette box from his arms. In the cigarette box that had been smashed, the cigarettes were almost broken. Lorenzo poured them on the ground, and it was rare to pick out one and return it. Can smoke.
"You know? Lawrence, human beings are really great."
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, the firelight swayed in the blizzard. As he spoke, Lorenzo took off the nailed sword stuck on the carriage. This seemed to be an oil storage tank, with black liquid gushing out from the gap.
"Do you know what this is?"
Lorenzo said as he touched a little of the black water and lifted it up.
Lawrence had never seen that kind of substance, and he was instinctively wary.
At this moment, he didn't know whether Lorenzo had reached his limit. After all, the strange power in his mind had not yet appeared. In the previous confrontations, this cunning guy had already caused him a lot of suffering.
He kept a safe distance from Lorenzo.
"This thing they call crude oil is extremely flammable and difficult to burn out. Merlin said this will be one of the new energy sources that will change the world."
"And there are many more oil tanks like this on the train."
Lorenzo said quietly.
"Do you want to die with me? This won't kill me yet."
Lawrence sneered.
Although he doesn't know the power of this crude oil, with Lawrence's current strength, he can evacuate before the danger comes. Even if he is affected, the Holy Grail will heal him.
"Is this why you let her go? Otherwise she will be burned to death with you."
Lorenzo shook his head, he didn't know.
"Who knows? You won't know what you want until something happens right in front of you... maybe you just let her go if you get mad."
Lorenzo continued.
"So Lawrence, do you know how far modern technology has developed?"
"for example?"
"For example, the range of artillery, the area that can be destroyed by artillery shells, what kind of torrent of steel a mature industrial production line can produce, and..."
Lorenzo stopped talking, and he stood up slowly, looking up at the night sky.
"Lawrence, it's a new era now. We use guns and cannons instead of ancient swords and horses. We are all remnants of the old era and are incompatible with this world."
"...You can't escape, Lawrence."
Lorenzo said suddenly, he was extremely confident.
"What you have always relied on is Shang Dafen's prediction. In fact, this thing also has many flaws, just like the ones I pointed out in the previous battle."
Lawrence lowered his cold eyes, and the incomprehensible Shang Dafeng was full of flaws in Lorenzo's eyes.
"Can you escape the rain?"
he asked.
"heavy rain?"
Lawrence didn't understand, and Lorenzo continued to explain.
"It's like a heavy rain. You know it's coming, but can you avoid it?"
"No, you can't hide."
Before Lawrence could answer, Lorenzo spoke first.
"So what if it's predicted? You can't stay away from the heavy rain, and you can't escape some things that are already destined."
Looking at the completely ignited night sky, Lorenzo finally delayed the time until now with nonsense. The blazing red light illuminated everything in the dark night. He looked at Lawrence, who was gradually becoming frightened, and clenched the nail sword again. .
"Submit yourself to death, Lawrence."
……
"So...are we really going to do this? There's nothing there, just railroads."
The commander still couldn't believe the order the man had just given, and he confirmed it again.
A blizzard has enveloped this place, and the snow has covered everything, but from those places that are not yet covered, one can still glimpse its ferocious horror.
"Just carry out your orders, soldier."
Shrike stood in the wind and snow and replied.
The commander still seemed a little hesitant, but under Shrike's cold gaze, he still didn't have the courage to ask any more questions. Maybe he was not qualified to know this, just like the troops were suddenly dispatched a few days ago.
There were no goals, no action instructions, and they didn't know whether this was a drill or something else.
The weapons are fully armed, and countless heavy firepower is walking along the railroad tracks. With this level of arming, they can even win a local war. They arrived here full of curiosity, and then stopped until the order was issued just now. .
"In other words, this is what Lorenzo and Arthur planned?"
The robin came over slowly, his clothes covered with snow.
"Yes, I didn't know all this until I executed it."
Shrike said, "Lawrence's [gap] is so deceitful that he can sneak into anyone's mind, which means no one can be trusted."
"Before the plan was launched, no one except Arthur and Lorenzo knew the full extent of the plan."
The robin listened to the shrike and looked forward.
There were dozens of giant heavy guns, most of which were covered by snow, but the terrifying body was still exposed. The barrels were more than 180 meters long, the diameter was 55 mm, the firing angle was 150 degrees, and the weight was [-] tons.
This is one of the crazy weapons of the Mechanical Institute, a weapon built during the Glorious War. In the expected battle, it will march along the railway. After retaking the south, they will form an artillery position, towards the White Tide Strait. Galnaro attacks.
It sounds incredible, but it can indeed do it. This ghost thing can send a complex warhead weighing about 150 kilograms to an altitude of 130 kilometers, extend the range by entering the stratosphere, and hit a target [-] kilometers away after a few minutes of flight. Target.
It was named Ascalon, and those people always liked to name their weapons after words in mythology. In the Gospel, it was St. George's weapon, which killed the red dragon that took the princess.
"So that's what we're going to do."
The robin looked at the soldiers who were loading ammunition. This was a weapon that only appeared in myths, but now it was in the hands of humans.
The more than [-]-meter-long cannon barrel was raised under the snow curtain, like a spear piercing the sky. If there really is a so-called God of Machinery, or some kind of God of Technology, the lingering sound of the cannon will be an echo of the sky. Its most sincere prayer.
Shrike agreed to answer.
"Yes, the heavy artillery array will carry out bombing for up to 10 minutes. We have corrected the ballistics in advance, and it will hit the target very accurately. There are nearly a thousand tons of crude oil on the train. At the moment of explosion, the shock wave will clear out several kilometers of ground and then turn it into a fiery inferno."
The snow will melt in an instant, the solid frozen soil will be shattered and turned up, the forest will fall in pieces, and burning ashes will fill the sky.
"Is it necessary to be so complicated? Just to kill one person?"
"But that is not an ordinary person. He can predict the short future and has terrifying vitality. Not to mention that if you get close to him, you will be eroded and defeated. In addition to hiding in his range and using this weapon with a longer range to suppress him, we also There's really no other way."
"Then Lorenzo will die too, right?"
Robin asked with some palpitations.
After a short pause, Shrike nodded and said.
"That's right, that bastard is doomed, and no one can save him... But this is one of the reasons why I like this bastard, although this demon hunter is very immoral and will do anything to achieve his goal, whether it is Anyone would be ruthlessly pushed onto the rails by him, but he would also walk onto the rails himself when necessary. Except for Lorenzo, no one can guarantee to lead Lawrence into the bombing range."
After a moment of silence, Shrike continued.
"That's cool."
"What?" asked the robin, thinking he had heard wrongly.
"I said it's really cool, don't you think?"
Shrike said with some envy.
"All of us, whether it is the Navigation Dawn following the train or our artillery position here, we are the backdrop for this assassination tonight. The one who really stands on the stage is Lorenzo Holmes. That psycho."
"He sang and danced and took Lawrence to his death. This was his perfect ending."
Shrike thought about that image.
"It's really the death of performance art."
The robin seemed to understand. He looked at the doomed place, crossed himself on his chest, and prayed in a low voice.
"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith. From now on, there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness."
The next moment, the spear that pierced the sky erupted with rays of light like the sun, penetrating the snow and night sky. The roaring echo shook away the falling snowflakes and strong wind, and also tore the robin's prayer into pieces.
Like meteors falling from heaven, they rush towards the promised land.
Then Lawrence saw it.
The entire night sky was completely lit up, and neither the strong wind nor the blizzard could stop its pace. They fell from the sky with the glow of death.
The warhead disintegrated in mid-air, igniting a raging fire. They intertwined together to form a trail of light, but like the falling stars, the snow clouds were dyed into brilliant molten gold, as if they were about to drip hot molten iron. The kingdom that existed above the sky collapsed, bringing glory and doom.
Heaven has fallen.
"Mad, you are a lunatic!"
Lawrence roared in horror. He turned around and wanted to escape, but this was just in vain. In order to kill him, the bombing range completely covered all Lawrence's escape paths.
When the rain of fire came, the locomotive was hit first. The semi-melted metal penetrated directly through the combustion chamber and detonated it. The entire train stalled and rolled, like a giant python with its head nailed, and the carriages were stacked together under the action of inertia. Then a crude oil tank exploded.
Dazzling pillars of fire rose into the sky, and scattered crude oil ignited fire, covering everything around. Under the heavy impact, even the direction of the wind was forcibly reversed, and the cold air crossed hundreds of degrees of temperature difference in an instant, burning hot. The wind swept across and the whole world fell into a hell of lava.
"Yeah, I'm just crazy."
In his anger, Lorenzo's figure was crumbling, and the firelight illuminated his face, which looked ferocious like a blasphemous demon.
He held the nail sword tightly and walked slowly towards Lawrence in the burning flames, like the approaching death.
Death is approaching and there is no place to hide.
"You will die too!"
Lawrence yelled.
"But I don't care!"
There is nothing to care about. For all the awareness Lorenzo has made from the moment he stepped on the train, the sinner must pay the price.
The sharp sword light fell, and for the first time, Lawrence felt that the demon hunter in front of him was so terrifying, as if he had squeezed out the last strength in his life. This sword directly cut off the blade that Lawrence had set up, and then cut into his shoulder. , swung with great force, almost cutting off the entire shoulder.
"I am anger! I am power!"
The demon hunter roared and drew out his sword, and the shattered steel and fire pierced him and Lawrence, but this could not stop him, and the blade in his hand once again exerted force, almost cutting off half of Lawrence's body.
He continued to roar.
"I am the iron law! I am the divine punishment!"
The blade in his hand shattered, and Lorenzo reached out and struggled with Lawrence.
Choking the hateful head with force, Lorenzo pushed him into the burning sea of ​​fire, enduring the burning pain and watching Lawrence turn to ashes before his eyes.
"I am your judge, Lawrence!"
The sound of broken bones could be heard. Lorenzo crushed his brow bone and crushed his eyeballs together. Blood poured out of his eye sockets. Lawrence screamed and swung his sword randomly, and the sharp metal penetrated Lorenzo. Zuo's arms drooped as if they had lost support.
Lawrence crawled hard, the bone-crushing pain and destruction made him lose his judgment, but soon the broken figure walked out of the sea of ​​fire again, and his hands that could only move pressed tightly against Lawrence's back.
"The judgment is coming! Lawrence! There is no place for those who are at the end of their rope!"
Like a demon.
Lorenzo bit off Lawrence's flesh, bit the back of his neck, and tore hard.
All the sounds were amplified sensitively in his ears, and Lawrence could hear the sound of the evil ghost sucking his own blood. He chewed his own flesh and blood, biting his own bones until his vision rose.
The head was broken along the tattered flesh, and the scarlet spine was pulled out, causing a column of blood several meters long.
Lawrence's head was torn off by Lorenzo's teeth, but this was in vain. Countless threads connected the broken head. As long as time was given, Lawrence could still survive.
But he had no chance. Lorenzo lost all his strength and collapsed in the sea of ​​​​fire. Just a moment ago, it was as if the devil had come to the world, but now he really looked like a dying man.
"why?"
Someone seemed to ask this in a daze.
She didn't seem to understand what Lorenzo was doing or what it all meant.
"I'm...Lorenzo."
He stared stubbornly at the night sky, his weak voice filled with unquenchable anger.
"I am...Lorenzo Holmes."
The witcher seemed to be answering.
"I...will never compromise!"
The burning heaven fell, and the scattered fire rain detonated all the crude oil tanks. The anger boiled and burned, and the impact caused a brief tornado. Several tons of projectiles repeatedly bombarded and hit the ground, and the spreading foehn melted the surrounding area. everything of.
The fire devours all sin and evil.
The impact of the huge waves passed over the artillery position a few minutes later. The blizzard that enveloped the place gradually subsided, and the Navigation Dawn began to dive and appeared at the edge of the sky.
(End of this chapter)