Embers of Embers

Chapter 50 Shining On The Stage
"Eve! Move!"
Lorenzo roared, pulling the trigger while moving towards the rear compartment. The shotgun showed its maximum lethality in this small space. The broken projectiles penetrated the demons that were coming one after another, and blood spilled out. , but then more monsters rushed from it, and they tore each other, as if there was a great temptation in front of them.
The petals were flying, and Lorenzo picked up his suitcase with one hand, and then threw it to Eve. The heavy feeling in his arms made the girl stagger and almost fell, but fortunately, she regained her balance and walked through the iron gate Flee to the rear.
But soon, Eve turned around and came back, her face pale.
"What are you doing!"
Lorenzo scolded loudly, and the girl quickly replied to him.
"There are monsters behind you too!"
"what?"
After blowing off a twisted head with one shot, Lorenzo walked directly to Eve with the gun, pulled the girl out of the car, and then blocked the door tightly. There were countless bloody palms behind the glass. They knocked hard on the door, leaving cracks on the glass.
Picking up the shoulder strap of the suitcase, Lorenzo picked it up, hung it at his waist, and pulled out a nailed sword with a cold glow.
"Is there also a demon in front of you?"
Lorenzo was a little confused. With such a dense outbreak of demons, it seemed that this train was full of demons from the beginning. So the question came, why was this train and why was it related to him?
Thinking of his own vision that broke through the boundary, and Eve's vision phenomenon, Lorenzo made a general inference, maybe the two people's connection with the darkness was too deep to cause all this, they were discovered by the darkness, so These monsters came from the shadows.
But... why now!
The sharp nail sword penetrated the thick iron door, and also penetrated the demon behind the iron door. The coating of holy silver was stained with the blood of the demon, and made a bubbling sound like strong acid corrosion.
"Climb up!"
At this moment, Eve also shouted together, and the silver death knell made a dull sound in her hand, punching big holes in the iron door like a hand cannon, and blood surged wildly behind the dark holes.
They were just the lowest level of monsters, zombies with no independent consciousness and driven only by blood, but Lorenzo would not relax because of this. Maybe there was an elite like Sabo hiding among them.
The two were at the hook between the carriages. Lorenzo lifted Eve up and carried her to the carriage. Then he climbed up. The strong wind on the roof of the carriage made him unable to open his eyes, and the sharp nail sword penetrated her. The roof of the car is used to stabilize the figure.
"Go ahead, Eve, we have to find a way to get to the front of the car!"
This was Lorenzo's plan, to get to the front of the car, then cut off those connecting barbs, and say goodbye to these damn monsters.
"Why does the monster appear here!"
The darkness at that moment really scared her. The whispers of the passengers stopped for a moment, and then came the bloodthirsty gasps. They were obviously human not long ago, but they became one of the monsters the next second.
"Two conclusions. First, our connection with darkness is so deep that we can touch it. But based on my professional experience, if the darkness really reaches that deep level, it is not this group of miscellaneous fish that comes to us."
Lorenzo pulled Eve as if climbing a snow-capped mountain. He kept inserting and pulling out the nailed sword. He could hear the noise coming from under his feet, and sometimes the sword blade would bring out a touch of scarlet when he pulled it out.
"So there is only one result. The demon has been lurking on this bus from the beginning, but... why this bus? Is this a hell connection? People who are connected to the darkness will be attracted to the darkness. This is too hell. Bar!"
One bad thing about Lorenzo is that he always runs trains when he has nothing to do. For example, what he is thinking about right now is that this metaphysical setting seems to be called fate in the East.
It does not make sense!
The glass shattered, the steel twisted, and ferocious arms stretched out from both sides of the carriage, densely packed like fleshy plants growing wildly.
The guns fired continuously, opening up a path of blood.
"And there's one more question!"
He hugged the panicked Eve, and her slender body was clamped under Lorenzo's waist like a piece of cargo. Lorenzo then jumped hard, leaping over the monsters and jumping onto the previous carriage.
This is the specialized training from the Demon Hunting Order. Even if the Demon Hunters do not awaken the secret blood, their comprehensive physical senses, and even some other intuitions, etc., completely crush the existence of ordinary people, but even so, they are still human beings. Humans who die easily.
"Are these ghosts really just here to find us?"
Lorenzo did not put Eve down this time. There were countless monsters in the carriage. They were like sardines in a fishing net, squeezing each other and trying to escape to eat the warm flesh and blood.
There is no way to kill them all... Maybe Lorenzo can kill them all, but then he will have no power left to protect Eve.
Secret blood is a technology to fight monsters. You can turn yourself into a monster to kill monsters. The secret blood in Lorenzo's body is a perfect product obtained after countless experiments, and Lorenzo's own willpower can ensure that he will not Corrupted by demons.
But Eve is different. This stupid girl doesn't even know how she has the secret blood, let alone the effect of her secret blood. Plus that willpower... Eve probably can get a fight after awakening the secret blood. In 2 minutes, she will be completely corroded into a demon.
"If you leave alive, I really need to train you, you are really holding me back!"
While running wildly on the roof of the car, Lorenzo yelled at Eve under his arm. The girl's face was pale and she could not say anything, but her hands did not stop. From time to time, she shot towards the back to kill those who climbed up on the roof of the car. of demons.
Secret blood is the core technology of the Demon Hunting Order. It allows humans to possess the power of demons, but at the same time, humans will also be subject to the erosion of demons. Unlike normal erosion, this erosion is controllable. As long as it does not exceed the critical value, The secret blood is like a monster in a cage, waiting for the demon hunter's command, but if the critical value is exceeded, the cage will crack.
This is the same as the Original Sin Armor of the Perpetual Pump. They fight on the edge of danger, but with the secret blood technology, the demon hunter itself is the most powerful weapon.
"Lorenzo! We're almost there!"
Eve turned her head reluctantly, and the steaming locomotive was not far ahead, about four or five carriages away.
"I know!"
He jumped high again and landed firmly on the next car, followed closely by the demons behind him. They screamed and scratched at the steel, chasing the feathers fluttering in the wind.
We were almost there, there were still three carriages away from the locomotive, but just then Lorenzo saw the first carriage clearly. It was a model he had never seen before. It was completely wrapped in dark steel, and it was completely different from the other carriages. It is better to say that it is a carriage than a huge iron coffin, with unknown things hidden inside.
Maybe...that's the source of the demon's chaos?
With this in mind, Lorenzo ran with Eve in his arms, until the fire that surged up instantly separated him.
……
"what happened!"
With the sound of gunfire from behind, Kestrel's nerves couldn't help but become tense.
Immediately after, the piercing siren completely covered the narrow compartment, and a dazzling red light flashed on every soldier's chest. It was the Geiger counter, and now it was screaming loudly, the sound was like a sharp knife, cutting every soldier's chest. one's nerves.
The demon appears on this train.
Without too many words, all the soldiers clenched their weapons. Two people went to the first carriage to protect the weapons from Burhans. The other soldiers stayed with Kestrel in the mobile command room. As long as they occupied this place They have the initiative.
"Send the Shrike a message to meet us at the site!"
Kestrel yelled at the soldiers that as long as they reached the abandoned station, they would have reinforcements, but the soldiers quickly replied to him.
"There is interference!"
The sound carried weak fluctuations, and they were isolated. An inexplicable power enveloped the place, preventing all information from being transmitted.
The surrounding night was so dark that only the bright light of the front of the Glory was left. It seemed to be the only island in this dark sea, and now the tide was rising, trying to engulf it.
The gunshots were like thunder, bursting into flames several feet long, and metal bullets came out of them, and then poured down like rain.
The light has dissipated. Before the demon comes, the so-called light will disappear for various reasons. The sunny day will become cloudy, the electric light will suddenly short-circuit, and in the end, darkness will remain forever.
The electric light on the domed iron helmet lit up, contrasting with the gunfire. The beam of light kept sweeping, peeking into the dark corner.
"We have to cut the hook!"
Some soldiers shouted that in this case they would only be consumed to death. If the hook could be cut, the demon would not be able to catch up with the speed of the train.
Everyone knows this truth, but he also understands that it will be an almost impossible job.
The two carriages are connected together. If someone wants to cut off the hook, given the narrow space, they will inevitably be blocked between the muzzle of the gun and the monster. Anyone who goes to cut the hook will surely die.
Someone needs to make sacrifices.
"Hold here! I'll cut off the hook!"
After a brief hesitation, Kestrel said loudly.As the only high-ranking knight here who has effective resistance to the erosion of demons, no one else can do this task except him.
"This is sending you to death!" Some soldiers dissuaded.
"I have a way!"
Kestrel looked very confident, I don't know if he was trying to stabilize the morale of the army or what.
The suppressive fire continued, and the fallen shell casings spread a shallow layer on the ground, reflecting the light of the fire.
"Get out of the way!"
Kestrel walked into the deep darkness, then roared and fired his weapon.
This is the weapons carriage from Burhans. It is simply an operational arsenal. Even if you ignore the secret weapons behind it, the firearms and ammunition it contains are deadly enough.
With the firing of the weapon, it was a sliding fire, leaving a burning trail in the air, and then hit the weird darkness, and a bigger fire was released in it in an instant, like a burning sun, a raging fire lit up Everything was destroyed, and the figure of the demon was distorted in it, like a sinner struggling in the river of hellfire.
The white phosphorus incendiary bomb came from the Berhans Military Factory. The hand holding the launcher was still trembling slightly. If the kestrel was a little deflected, the entire carriage would have turned into a hell of fire.
But now was not the time to be in a daze, he roared and ran, facing the hot air.
The sea of ​​​​fire that continues to burn can temporarily restrict the demon's movement. He must cut off the linking hook at this time, but when the kestrel rushed out of the carriage, the heavy hook was also covered with a layer of flames, and there was no way to pull it out.
Damn it!Damn it!
Kestrel cursed angrily but without any hesitation, he stretched his hands directly into the flames. No matter what, he had to cut off the link. But at this moment, there seemed to be a rapid sound of wind. Kestrel couldn't help but raise his head, and then I saw the sword light splitting the sea of ​​fire.
"What a fucking unlucky guy!"
The man jumped out of the sea of ​​flames, cursing angrily, with the bewildered girl under his arm, a suitcase and Winchester on his waist, and the bloody sword in his hand.
It was a high-pitched voice that cut through the darkness, an unstoppable coolness, and a peerless hunk that permeated the entire car.
Everyone was stunned by this hellish battle, and the second-rate detective appeared on stage with his dear Winchester.
(End of this chapter)