Embers of Embers

Chapter 199 The End of Everything
It was like the power of erosion was exerted over the entire church. All the negative emotions were amplified in an instant and became more and more intense. The determined demon hunter was also repelled by this sudden wave, and his mind was shocked, as if in a storm. Swinging sailboat.
Lorenzo and others sat on the bench, and he looked seriously at the cheering residents outside the door.
"Are they attacking? Against the witchers?"
The robin remains suspicious of everything in the story.
"Of course, Valley Town is an extremely closed environment. Let alone a witcher, they don't even understand what the concept of a witcher is..."
Lorenzo let out a long sigh. These people didn't understand anything. Lorenzo didn't know whether they still had knowledge of the "outside world" under that kind of strange power.
It's like a closed cage, allowing the humans inside to fend for themselves.
"Let the story continue."
Kestrel concentrated his mind, he urged.
Lorenzo nodded, and then in his words, there was a vicious sound of fighting in the story.
"Of course they are no match for the demon hunter. Those residents are not even contaminated by demons. Not only that, under the dark clouds of Valley Town, his physique is also extremely cowardly. Killing them is like cutting melons and vegetables, but... …That’s the psychological pressure that’s scary.”
In the story, 042 wields the nail sword angrily. Sometimes, the more fear there is, the more anger can be aroused in people's hearts. The rage burns, evaporating fear and reason together.
The entire church was set on fire, and the fire engulfed everything holy. The four people sat on the burning bench and listened quietly to the story.
The fire continued to rise, and the demon hunters knew very well that they could not stay here any longer, so 042 chose to attack first. Out of vigilance, he activated his power immediately. Strong armor was generated from the body surface, tearing the restrained clothes and covering them. on his body.
The dark knight became a walking chariot. He killed directly from the main entrance, knocking over all the guys in the way. The remaining two demon hunters had poor frontal combat capabilities and did not have the power of body protection like 042. They followed closely behind 042, covering where he could not attack.
"I thought it was going to be a tough battle, but it was actually much easier than I thought."
Lorenzo recounted.
042's nailed sword easily cut off the steel and wooden crosses. Those thin bodies were as fragile as pieces of paper under his sword, with severed limbs and flesh flying everywhere. In the face of too many people, 042 could not survive after all, but Those falling weapons were blocked by the solid armor, leaving only sporadic sparks.
"We broke out of the church easily. Although there are only three demon hunters, we are a very strong team with different powers and complement each other."
Lorenzo recalled the members of the squad.
"My power is Metanzo, 016's power is Raphael, and 011 is Shanda Feng."
The white bricks that maintained the church collapsed, exposing the outside view to the four people, so that they could clearly understand everything in the story.
"I am the strongest shield. 011 can give us timely warning, and 016 helps us interfere with the enemy. We keep fighting. When the last resident was killed by me, we realized that we had reached the end of the town. The central square.”
The world around them began to shatter, like the curtain of a drama falling, and a new scene appeared. They sat on a bench in the square, looking at the bloody demon hunters not far away.
The young demon hunters were panting. They had fought monsters, but they had not fought against such crazy humans. The whole town was still foggy, and the corpses were spread along the church to the square. 042 looked towards the road before coming. There were only vague traces of blood confirming the path they had taken.
"That feeling was very strange. I don't know if it was an illusion or something. As we went deeper into the valley town, I found that the fog was getting thicker and our field of vision was constantly being reduced. In the end, it was only a few meters."
Lorenzo recalled the original situation, and as he recounted it, a dark and obscure power arose in the hearts of every listener.
"It's strange. From the battle, we clearly felt that these residents were not invaded by demons, which means they are all normal people, but they were driven by some evil doctrine and kept attacking us, and They don’t seem to be afraid.”
042 looked down at his bloodstained nailed sword, with the gray world reflected on it.
"And we... the determined demon hunters, we were shaken in that short fight, like a cabin full of loopholes, and the fearful seawater seeped into our bodies from different places bit by bit. , from the warm depths imposes severe cold.”
The audience had serious faces. They had already felt the obscure fear. It was not strong, but just like the gray mist, it swallowed up the audience and the demon hunters in the story bit by bit.
This is an emotion inherent in human beings. It is difficult to separate and suppress. It can only be like a balance on a tightrope, stabilizing its balance with reason.
"This whole town is full of weirdness. It is clear that they are not affected by demons, but their anomalies are stronger than demons... After a short decision, we chose to continue to thoroughly investigate the secrets of the town. The team conducted the investigation in the square Take a short break and then continue your investigation.”
"But during the break, I checked a few corpses, and I found some useful information on them."
As Lorenzo narrated, 042 opened the corpses one after another, and during careful inspection, he found some interesting things.
"Black Cross?"
The robin looked somewhat surprised at what Lorenzo had found.
Lorenzo confirmed this.
"Yes, we found one thing in common among those corpses. They all have black cross marks on their bodies. Some are scars, some are tattoos, and some are utensils hanging around their necks."
"And this thing is recorded in the Demon Hunting Order, and it originated from a heretical order that has been circulating for a long time."
During the story being told, 042 slowly raised the black cross, and both 016 and 011 showed a slight look of fear.
"This is a mark from a group called the Doomsday Society, a group of lunatics who we don't know where they came from. Their code of conduct is just like their name."
On the bench, Lorenzo said to the audience.
"The end of all things."
The dense fog began to squirm, as if something strange was moving slowly behind the gray fog, bringing with it bursts of breeze and rolling up wind smoke.
"To be honest, according to the records of the Demon Hunting Order, the Society of the End is the most serious heretical group. They don't care about fame and fortune, nor do they care about power and status. The only thing they want to achieve is the end of all things, pure destruction. .
This is a group of extremely dangerous lunatics, and they don’t seem to have any main gathering place, but are scattered everywhere. Some are related to demons, and some are not aware of the existence of demons at all. Even after so long, we are still It is unclear where this society originated or even their specific internal structure. "
Lorenzo frowned as he spoke.
"Now that I think about it, this association is indeed full of weird problems, but usually their scale is not very large. They are like weeds on the roadside. They can be eradicated easily... but they continue to grow."
"What's next?"
Kestrel asked, beginning to wonder about the reason for all this.
A small town isolated from the world, covered in mystery by the martial mist, strange evil spirits, a group of crazy lunatics, and three unprepared demon hunters.
If Lorenzo's serious narration hadn't dispelled several people's doubts, they would have thought it was Lorenzo's made-up story.
Lorenzo seemed to be aware of Kestrel's excitement, and he shook his head.
"It may disappoint you. This is a special mission, but the truth seems a bit cliché now, but under the circumstances at that time, it was indeed special and worthy of my careful consideration and vigilance.
As for the others, there are no surprising reversals, or any shocking secrets, just like the way we demon hunters acted before. "
He said somewhat coldly.
"Find the target and kill him...or kill them."
So the demon hunters in the story gripped their nailed swords again and walked deeper into the thick fog.
(End of this chapter)