Embers of Embers

Chapter 569 Kungunir
The waves caused by the explosions of Sea Serpent and Seahorse have not calmed down yet, and the residual fire burning on the sea dispels the cold and brings warmth.
The sky is clear and there is not a single dark cloud. The glaciers in the distance reflect the light, as if calling people to go.
Seliu looked at all this blankly, her eyes were a little relaxed, as if she was relieved, and she knelt down weakly, breathing hard.
The crisis was finally resolved.
This is a somewhat confusing scene. In this desperate moment, a cargo ship that no one knows where it came from directly hit the sea snake with tons of explosives. The ignited explosion destroyed this terrifying and powerful enemy. Completely crashed.
After the explosion, two strangers boarded the Dawn Advance. Their identities were unclear, but judging from the attitude of one of them towards Lorenzo, they should be considered friendly forces.
"Lorenzo really has a lot of friends. You can meet friends in places like this."
Heybold said jokingly.
He glanced at the corpse lying on the side. The corpse seemed to have been baked by high temperature. There were dense blood blisters on the body. The clothes were scorched and stuck together with the flesh and blood. The eye sockets became deep-set, like two dark eyes. of blood holes.
But these are not fatal injuries. What really kills it and makes it unable to escape from this hell is the wound on the neck.
Flying metal shards cut into his neck, nearly decapitating him completely, and when Heybold heard his response, it was Clough's last strength.
This timid guy was still dead.
"May your soul return to the Hall of Valor."
Haybold gave his blessing before losing consciousness.
He was put on a stretcher by the arriving ship's doctor and taken to the medical cabin.
After this fierce battle and the invasion of erosion, many wounded people did not survive. I don’t know whether to be sad or grateful. This saved a lot of medicine for the survivors, and also allowed the busy ship’s doctors to finally have something to eat. time to breathe.
The Morning Glory Advancing advanced silently. The deeper it went into the north, the more and more broken ice floes were broken. In the end, the sea surface was full of these undulating ice blocks. They rubbed and collided with the hull, making disturbing sounds.
The ship was very silent, with no cheers or joy. This was a tragic victory. The surviving people had lost all their emotions, leaving only the numbness of surviving a desperate situation.
The number of casualties is difficult to count. In addition, due to the isolation and blockade inside the cabin, many areas are still outside of control. Scattered demons are wandering in them, and all functional departments are running at full load.
The ship's doctor injected Florund's medicine into Lorenzo who was lying on the ground. A few minutes later, with the help of the medicine, Lorenzo completely woke up from his hazy state of consciousness, and he could see the things around him clearly.
"Not dead yet? It seems that I came in time."
Watson squatted aside and pinched Lorenzo's face.
"I remember... I was in His [gap], and I was blocked by the gate of heaven..."
Lorenzo's words were a little messy, and his memory gradually became clearer, as if everything just happened was like a trance dream.
At the end of his memory, Lorenzo remembered a pair of hands tearing open the door of heaven, and also remembered the girl who dragged him out of the armor of original sin before he sank into the deep sea.
"You are really lucky. If you were that late, you would die in the [gap], or sink into the deep sea and become that monster's food."
Watson looked down at Lorenzo, his face blocked most of the light, and from the blurred shadows, Lorenzo could see that it was a somewhat messy male face.
This feels... a little strange.
Lorenzo was also a bit unable to tell. According to ordinary stories, when the protagonist survives a disaster, he should usually be surrounded by a group of beautiful girls asking how he is, but now a man who looks older than himself is caring. Touching himself... Although the inner soul is considered to be a female, Lorenzo still felt a little uncomfortable.
But if you think about it carefully, your story has never been normal, so there may be nothing wrong with it unfolding like this.
Such a serious scene became comical because of Lorenzo's damn inner activities. Fortunately, no one else could hear these thoughts, otherwise Lorenzo would be really ashamed.
but……
Looking at Watson's resolute face, Lorenzo's expression twitched, and then he couldn't help turning his head, but was immediately pulled up by Watson.
"How long do you want to rest?"
Watson shouted to Lorenzo.
She began to wonder if Lorenzo had really been severely injured in the [Gap], causing his brain to become a little difficult to function, but the fact was that Lorenzo's brain circuitry was really weird.
His consciousness went through an extremely fierce battle, and he was tortured by huge fatigue and pain. Lorenzo was still a little uncomfortable, even standing a little unsteady. When he almost fell, Seleu stood up and held him. The height difference between him and her was just right, and she held Lorenzo's shoulders like a crutch.
Lorenzo lowered his head and found that the familiar girl had not died in this crazy battle. Although she looked a little bad, she was still alive.
"That is how the matter?"
As Florent's medicine diffused in the blood, Lorenzo's brain circuit began to be corrected, and he became solemn again.
This change is as fast as cutting a mask, but those who are familiar with him have become accustomed to it.
The madness in [Gap] is once again happening before our eyes, that guy named Edron Levien.
The sense of despair he gave Lorenzo was so strong that even when facing Lawrence, Lorenzo had never felt such terrifying pressure. The two of them had completely different feelings.
Lawrence is just a formidable enemy, but he is still within the reach of ordinary people, but Edron Levien...
A nightmarish figure flashed before his eyes, and the phantom seemed to come to life, drawing its sword towards Lorenzo.
Lorenzo let out a low growl, and then blood flowed down the corners of his eyes and dripped on the ground.
He is too powerful and cannot be looked directly at by mortals. This is the true power of God.
"Your consciousness is injured, and the scars of the 'soul' will be reflected on the flesh and blood, just like you killed the enemy in the [Gap], thus killing them in reality, you almost died in the [Gap] Yes, Lorenzo," Watson warned.
Lorenzo nodded with difficulty. He still knew this knowledge, but he had always killed others. This time, it felt really bad to do the opposite.
"The crisis is not over yet. This sea serpent is just one of His tentacles...that iron-clad ship! The Narwhal, we haven't solved it yet!"
Lorenzo said anxiously, but looking around, he found that the deck of the Morning Glory Advance was full of ruins and corpses. It was like a huge metal wreck driving on the sea. It was a miracle that it could continue to move. , they have no power to fight back, and perhaps all their hopes must be pinned on Watson.
Sure enough, there must be something at the end of the world. Before arriving at that mysterious place, Lorenzo had already found the lair of the watchers and found out their origins. However, the secret was so shocking that he couldn't believe it for a while. I can't figure out what all this is about.
"Don't worry too much, that guy won't target us, at least not for the time being."
Watson comforted, patting Lorenzo's head gently.
Seliu looked on, even though she was such a cold person, she couldn't help but feel a little strange when she saw this.
Although he couldn't understand the conversation between the two, Seliu could still understand the facial expressions and demeanor.
Lorenzo was seen with a frown on his face, while another big man named Watson patted Lorenzo's head gently with a gentle look on his face. This guy was covered in tendons and had a feminine look...
Seliu thought of Lorenzo's rejection and his own inference. The bad guess was constantly being confirmed, and Seliu suddenly realized that what he had guessed might be true.
"Lorenzo...you?"
Seliu slowly raised his finger, his expression a little moved, it should even be said to be "shocked".
Lorenzo, on the other hand, was completely unaware of Seleu's thoughts that were gradually going astray. It seemed that his mind was not clear enough, and he could be serious at one moment and run off on the train at the other.
"Come, this is Watson, who is an old friend of mine. This is Seliu, I remember you must have met him before."
In such a fatal situation, probably only Lorenzo can do anything to introduce friends. Sometimes I wonder if Lorenzo will drag his friends with him when he goes to hell, and fight with the undead one after another. Make introductions.
"Let's get to know each other. This is... I can't remember. Anyway, he was hacked to death by me."
And so on.
Listening to Lorenzo's introduction, Seliu seemed even more confused. She thought that among Lorenzo's friends, she was the first to know Lorenzo, but she had never met Watson.
Was it before he met Lorenzo?But counting further back, it probably belongs to Lorenzo when he was in the Demon Hunting Order.
"Seleu Stuart, I have met you. In a sense, we are old friends, but you probably don't know this. This is our first official meeting."
Watson said and stretched out his big rough hand, and Seliu slowly stretched out his hand and held it with him.
Has he seen himself?And for a long time?
Even Seliu couldn't help but her mind was spinning wildly at this moment. Seliu suddenly remembered the strange movements of the Black Angel before, and she asked carefully.
"Witcher?"
Watson thought for a while and answered.
"It used to be."
Seriu's expression froze, and she conceived a terrifying conspiracy in just a few seconds.
Lorenzo was not the only demon hunter who arrived at Inverg, there was also this guy named Watson. Unlike Lorenzo, Lorenzo was in the light and he was in the dark. The two of them cooperated with each other, and in the old days Dunling survived, so he knew everything about Lorenzo, but Seleu didn't know his existence.
Watson's concealment was so perfect that Seleu thought he had penetrated deeply enough into Lorenzo's life, but still found no trace of him. Thinking about the purge mechanism, they also found no trace of Watson.
Seleu looked at Lorenzo in amazement. In her impression, Lorenzo changed from an intermittent neuropathy patient to a frightening character who was wise and foolish in an instant. Maybe all of this was Lorenzo's means. The guy tricked himself too.
"You...what's the relationship?"
Seliu swallowed. After reading too many strange books, he would have some strange thoughts.
"You... wait a minute, stop thinking nonsense, I should be considered a woman, at least until I become like this."
Watson's thinking was obviously much quicker than Lorenzo's. From Seleu's expression and tone, she quickly guessed what strange things the girl was thinking about.
"woman!"
Seliu rarely lost his composure and raised his voice.
Hell, Watson's words lead the conversation in a worse direction.From the moment Seleu saw this guy, he felt that this big man had a feminine feeling, even when the black angel descended.
Seleu believed in her intuition as a woman, but her look at Lorenzo became more complicated. She was thinking about whether to say some blessings.
"What do you mean He won't target us?"
Lorenzo finally spoke, interrupting this strange whim.
During the short period of time Seleu imagined, Lorenzo injected himself with several more Florund potions to speed up his recovery. His condition was not very good either, and the excessive burden made him extremely painful. Fortunately, now It has relaxed a lot.
“We are no match for Him, and that’s not the case.”
Watson replied, and Seleu also remained silent. They could still distinguish their priorities. Apart from Lorenzo's strange orientation, the most important thing now was how to leave safely.
"You should have noticed, Lorenzo, the intensity of the watchmen is much stronger than before, not to mention that guy named Edron Levien."
Hearing this name, Lorenzo remembered the letter Watson mailed to him.
"Have you encountered him before?"
"Yes, I almost died," Watson said here, remembering something, "But the other guy may have died in his hands."
"Who?"
"The new Pope, Seni Lothar, I joined forces with him briefly to explore [the truth]."
After hearing this, Lorenzo's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it, so he could only speak slowly.
"It's really... a bizarre adventure. You should tell me about it when you have time."
"Well, that's natural. As for now, the general, the king, the king, Edron Levien's awakening is not for us." Watson said.
“He was there for another person, another crisis that required him to be resuscitated to solve.
He won't continue to pursue us now..."
Watson felt the fluctuations of erosion around him. They were like invisible air currents surging, gathering, and gathering momentum.
Looking to the far end, Watson recalled the guy who appeared in the storm and pointed the way for her.
"Because he's here."
……
Among the corpses and blood on the ground, Pioneer stood on countless angel corpses. He slowly raised his spear and made a throwing motion, his muscles tensed.
"Let us continue the unfinished war, Adren Levien."
Harbinger whispered, closing his eyes.
The breeze gathered around him, swirling the snow dust like white petals, floating and reverberating around him.
In Viking legend, the god Odin possesses an eternal spear called Kungunir. When it is thrown, it will shine like thunder falling into the earth. It is destined to penetrate the heart of the enemy and kill Dead enemy of the god Odin.
It is not so much a weapon as it is an established destiny.
But in fact, the reality is not like this. This is just the distortion and beautification of extraordinary things by mortals. God Odin... the spear of the pioneer cannot accurately hit every target, nor can it easily penetrate everything and kill anyone.
But his [Gap] can do it all.
The invisible force covered the entire sea area in an instant, rolling up a crazy storm. This was the eye of the storm.
He doesn't have the weapons of Kungunir, but it's easy enough to do all this.
As long as it's strong enough.
The Pioneer's erosion can connect all the "gaps" within his cognitive range. No barrier can stop his invasion, and no one can survive his invasion. When he attacks, all the "gaps" of mortal things They will all be easily destroyed and die.
Just like the mythical Kungunir.
The pioneer kept throwing the spear, and the next moment his power exploded. In his consciousness, he had thrown the invisible spear, and it streaked across the sky and fell into the deep sea.
Mountain-like flesh and blood rolled and struggled, and countless tentacles woke up from their slumber. They were entangled with each other and twisted together on the floating Narwhal, shaping it into a twisted monster of metal and flesh. But in the next moment The Narwhal stopped all movement.
It was hit by Kungunir.
Black lines appeared in the flesh and blood, as if they were invading toxins. The flesh and blood lost their activity, stiffened into gray-black rocks, and then collapsed section by section, turning into thick dust and falling into the sea.
This kind of collapse of extinction spread all the way down along the tentacles. Just when it was about to touch his huge body, the attacked tentacles broke one after another, ending this strange extinction.
The flashing white light became more and more intense, and finally the light cracked...
These were pairs of huge eyes that were tightly closed. The light they looked at was just the afterglow that overflowed from the gaps between the eyelids. Thousands of pairs of huge pupils rolled and finally focused in that direction. Indistinctly, faint sounds could be heard. War cry.
(End of this chapter)