Embers of Embers

Chapter 574
I haven’t felt like this for a long time. I have cut off all connections and concerns with others and become a helpless desperado. Although this sounds a bit sad, it also means that whether it is an epidemic doctor or an epileptic Loki, they can all give up everything.
The epidemic doctor glanced at Lorenzo who was standing at the end of the corridor. He was leaning against the wall, looking down and thinking about something.
"Aren't you going to sue me or something? Or do you want to follow me and monitor me endlessly?"
After hearing what the epidemic doctor said, Lorenzo raised his head and spoke nonchalantly.
"No need."
"Nothing is necessary."
The epidemic doctor found Lorenzo's performance quite interesting. He was different from these desperadoes, and this difference was enviable.
"I will not die here. I am destined to come back alive. I have never left, so where do I need to say goodbye?"
Lorenzo turned around and motioned for the epidemic doctor to follow him. He was already ready, put on a thick coat, and carried a sword bag full of nailed swords behind him, like a porcupine carrying sharp thorns, and walked The road made a jingling sound.
This is the difference between Lorenzo and these desperadoes. There are too many things in this world that make Lorenzo nostalgic. He will not fall into the sea of ​​silence easily like them. No matter who dies, he will Neither will die, just as he told Queen Victoria, Lorenzo will come back with hope.
The epidemic doctor didn't say anything. To him, these words didn't sound like he was speaking to himself. They sounded more like Lorenzo talking to himself.
Lorenzo was cheering himself up, encouraging himself, declaring war on himself.
The technicians and ship's doctors were busy. They prepared a large amount of supplies, tied them together, and put them into heavy weapon boxes. The Black Angel raised his hand and carried these weapon boxes on his back, with Watson controlling them. Wearing the armor of original sin.
Her body was only temporarily snatched, and it was still essentially a mortal body, which was too fragile for Watson, so she chose to use this body as a medium to control the Black Angel, and used the huge size of the Original Sin Armor itself to Take on the role of porter.
"In about 10 minutes, we should be leaving."
Lorenzo closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them. The whiteness in his eyes flashed past, "The ice is getting thicker and thicker, and it has become difficult for the Morning Glory Advance to break the ice. If it continues to forcibly break through, it will only speed up." Consume paint antimony.”
Thanks to Power Gabriel, everyone on the ship is now Lorenzo's eyes. Using them, Lorenzo can observe the surrounding situation in real time.
The temperature has dropped to a terrifying value. Except for these heated areas, other areas of the Morning Glory Advance are covered by solid ice. Looking down at the ironclad ship from a high altitude, you will find that it has been covered with a thick layer of ice. It is snow-white, with only the hot air flowing out of the chimney from time to time, like the breath of the steel giant, indicating that it is not dead yet.
"It's just right to leave at this position, otherwise our retreat channel will be blocked by ice... But these things should have nothing to do with you, right?"
Lorenzo said mid-sentence, then stopped.
The epidemic doctor smiled and said, "Indeed, it has nothing to do with me. It's enough to know this."
Soon after, Floki also arrived. Like Lorenzo, he was wrapped in a heavy coat and carried a gun and a sword.
"You might be able to use this."
Lorenzo threw something over, and Floki caught it and looked at it carefully. His expression changed slightly, as if he didn't expect to see it again after so long, but thinking about it, Floki would be surprised if it didn't appear here.
"It's been a long time."
Floki flicked the silver revolver. It was left with Shrike at first, but after several twists and turns, it returned to Floki's hand again.
Opening the bullet chamber, which was already filled with bullets, Floki smiled and then carefully put it away.
"I'm ready."
Lorenzo then looked at the doctor, who nodded, and he could leave at any time.
"Now then."
Lorenzo said and looked at the Black Angel. Between the gaps in the armor, a blazing white fire flashed past. It was fully equipped with weapons and supplies, and it was as bloated as a fully armed weapon master. It motioned for the three of them to follow and explore. The whole team stood on the elevator, waiting for the elevator to start.
The unknown journey is about to begin, but there is no grand farewell. In fact, except for the busy technicians and ship doctors, most people are not aware of the existence of this operation. The only one who can be considered an insider, Shrike, also suffered from excessive injuries. Fell in the hospital bed.
The epidemic doctor looked around and saw strange faces blessing them. Lorenzo stood aside and grabbed the remote control hanging on the elevator. As long as he pressed the red button, all of them would ascend. above deck.
"It's not too late to say goodbye, Holmes."
The epidemic doctor said again.
The Black Angel also lowered his head, and Watson did not expect that Lorenzo did nothing during this period. He just walked around the big ship, witnessing its scars and the dead bodies.
Lorenzo said, shaking his head firmly again.
"I will return."
After pressing the button, without any warning or any words of farewell, the elevator trembled a few times, and then lifted several people and the Black Angel into the upper floor slowly.
The line of sight was blocked by layers of metal, and the comfortable temperature became colder. When Lorenzo felt the light again, the surrounding area was already covered in freezing low temperatures, and the deck was covered with a layer of hard ice and white air. Emerges and dissipates with the breath.
"It's a good time to go."
The epidemic doctor opened his hands and felt the beauty of this moment.
The dark night has dissipated, and the dazzling morning light rises at the end of the horizon. They spread on the white snow, and are reflected even more brilliantly. The epidemic doctor looks at the end of the light, which is where they want to go.
Immediately afterwards, the light in the doctor's eyes boiled, and they began to stir like molten iron. The next moment, there was severe pain in the eyes, and the doctor's vision fell into darkness, but this darkness did not last long, and the scarlet eyes The eyes opened again.
"The light here is so strong, you need an eye mask."
Lorenzo said as he put on an eye mask made of hard leather, with a small horizontal slit on it for external observation, which would block most of the light from pouring into his eyes.
"Give."
Floki on the side also put on an eyepatch. He still had extra and handed one to the doctor, but the doctor didn't appreciate it very much and refused his kindness.
"No need, I've already started to adapt."
As the epidemic doctor spoke, the flesh and blood under the gas mask squirmed, and something more appeared under the thick lenses, as if more eyes were opening.
This is the evolution and adaptation of life, the epidemiologist's body surface is also changing due to the cold, the hard and fat layer begins to proliferate, reducing the leakage of heat, the blood circulation is accelerated, and the body is warmed up.
"Let's go."
Watson's voice sounded among the black angels, and the plague doctor noticed the equipment behind it.
The Black Angel not only carried two weapon boxes, but also carried six fuel tanks on its back, which made it extremely bloated. Even the doctors began to doubt whether it could move freely.
"Although the environment is harsh, there are good and bad aspects. The good thing is that this is a windless place. Without the obstruction of the cold wind, we can move much faster. But the bad thing is that there is no wind and we can't glide all the way over."
Lorenzo said something that the epidemic doctor could not understand. He grabbed the metal handle on the Black Angel. This was temporarily welded to the Black Angel by the technicians. There were such handles all over the body of the Original Sin Armor. It looked like this. In order to make it easier for Lorenzo and others to grab it.
He grabbed the handle and climbed upwards, finally sitting on Black Angel's shoulders, picking up the rope around his waist and fixing himself to the armor.
"What do you mean? Holmes."
The epidemic doctor was a little confused, but Floki didn't ask any questions. He followed Lorenzo's example, grabbed the handle, climbed up the Black Angel, and then used the rope to secure himself to it.
"Who knows how far we are from that place? If we only rely on our feet to move forward, we will have to walk for who knows how long."
Lorenzo found a comfortable position and lay on the black angel's body.
"Everyone here is not a normal person anyway. You should be able to hold on under this pressure."
Lorenzo said something that the doctor couldn't understand, and Watson couldn't wait any longer. The black angel stretched out his hand and grabbed the doctor.
"Hold on tight. If you fall down halfway, I won't pick you up."
Watson said.
"and many more!"
The epidemic doctor screamed quickly, but Watson didn't give him any chance to talk nonsense. The next moment, raging fire emerged behind the black angel, and it spread its iron feathers like an eagle ready to attack.
The Black Angel carried far more fuel tanks than the limit, and it was not originally prepared to carry these items forward for too long.
The fuel tank burst into flames, and the erupting flames melted the ice-covered deck in the blink of an eye, causing the deck to burn red and collapse. The Plague Doctor only had time to grab hold of the Black Angel, with a roar, and his vision changed rapidly.
When the epidemic doctor's vision became clear again, he had already risen into the sky with the Black Angel. The pressure of acceleration made his body feel uncomfortable. Floki and Lorenzo were also in the same condition.
The preparation time was too hasty. The technicians of the Perpetual Pump thought for a long time before they came up with such a plan. They were like pendants hanging on armor, holding on to the temporary welded handle. To prevent yourself from being thrown out.
The Black Angel rose into the high altitude, and the fuel tank stopped burning. With the support of its wings, it glide briefly, and when it was about to fall to the lowest point, it ignited and took off again.
This is a somewhat clumsy, even ridiculous, way to move forward, but it is also the only way that can be considered feasible at present by patching things together.
Lorenzo tightened his grip on the handle, he lifted his head, and with the wind blowing in his face, it felt like he was steering a huge black falcon.
The sunrise shines in the distance, bright and dazzling.
Looking back, the Black Angel had traveled a long distance in just a few minutes, and the Morning Glory Advance behind him had already merged with the surrounding snow scene, making it difficult to distinguish, and finally it completely disappeared on the horizon.
Lorenzo felt a little strange as he watched it disappear, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
The Black Angel on his body also moved strangely. Iron feathers fell one after another, like beacons, hitting the ice below and cutting deeply into it.
It carries the waves of erosion, and on the return journey, this will be the street light guiding Lorenzo back.During their rapid journey, the Black Angel left many such beacons nailed along the path.
The fireworks behind him rose again, and their speed climbed up another level.
The height of the Black Angel increased, and at the same time, the fuel tank behind him slowly extinguished. The paint inside was completely burned out during the rapid movement. The metal twisted, and with a crisp sound, the two flameouts were turned off. The fuel tank broke away from the Original Sin Armor and fell into the deep cold below.
The wings trembled due to the high-speed movement, and the Black Angel's speed began to slow down during the taxiing process, until it could no longer maintain altitude and fell to the cold earth.
[Hurry up! 】
Watson's voice sounded in the [gap].
Black Angel spread his wings to the maximum to give himself as much cushion as possible.
The snow dust in the sky was kicked up by its fall. The sharp iron feathers pierced into the solid ice and pulled out slender scratches. It slid on the ground. Fortunately, the figure did not fall over and still maintained a stable posture. .
The three people hanging on it were a little bit worse. There was a layer of icy snowflakes hanging on their bodies, and the broken ice flakes hit their faces, causing waves of stinging pain.
So far, everything was going well, but unfortunately, it didn't last long.
The supporting iron feathers broke under the high-intensity friction, and one side of the Black Angel fell over. Then it was unable to maintain stability due to the high speed, and rolled hard. The wings were folded, protecting Lorenzo and Floki, but The epidemic doctor who was caught in the hand was not so lucky. He was thrown out directly and rolled dozens of times on the ground before slowly stopping.
Fortunately, his body was strong, and such injuries could not affect him at all. Soon after, the epidemic doctor covered his dizzy head and stood up unsteadily.
Not far from him, the Black Angel also slowly stood up, and Floki and Lorenzo who were hanging on it also jumped down.
The Black Angel itself can be understood as a machine of flesh and blood, and the machine needs fuel. The remaining four fuel tanks it carries are its backup fuel. After using two additional fuel tanks, this exploration was completed. It's considered to be on track.
"Next we need to walk."
Lorenzo came over, patted the snow dust on the epidemic doctor's body, and then walked forward.
Floki followed him, holding a tough sheepskin in one hand, a pen in the other, and a telescope hanging on his waist. Compared with the others, Floki looked like a real pioneer. He looked excitedly at this unexplored land.
Finally, there is the Black Angel, which carries all the supplies, and its tall figure is like a giant.
Four figures wandered in the white world, and their figures gradually became smaller and smaller, and even disappeared without a trace.
(End of this chapter)