Embers of Embers

Chapter 720 Ideal and Death
The flames of war are raging on this sacred land, and the bustling jadeite is also cast a dark tone under this disaster. Among the ruins, the tall original sin armor advances steadily, bit by bit, destroying human beings. The world is taken back from the hands of the demon.
Under the interference of many forces, the disaster in Feilengcui was temporarily contained. Most of the civilians evacuated to the wilderness away from the war, and the remaining demons in the city were gradually exterminated.
The battle went much smoother than everyone expected. Huge and ferocious corpses could be seen everywhere. They seemed to be monsters crawling out of mythical nightmares. The corpses were several stories high, like frozen sculptures standing there. .
But this statue seems to be an evil thing created by some madman. Even if it turns into a corpse, the terrifying aura still remains on it.
Just by looking at the corpse, you will feel a sense of fear rising from your heart. It is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying figure such a thing would look like when it was alive.
Fortunately, they were dead, really dead. The corpses were covered with scars from sword slashes, and several broken swords cut into the corpses, which showed the brutality of the battle when they were killed.
The other side of the fight didn't look good either. Next to the monster's remains, there were corpses wearing religious robes everywhere. They seemed to have been missionaries when they were alive, and you could see the cross on their waists, but something strange was that, These people all wore silver-white steel masks, not showing their true faces, and it seemed that this cold iron mask was their uniform face.
"I heard Lorenzo say that this might be...Lawrence."
Shao Liangye walked to the body, stretched out his hand, and took off the cold iron mask.
The iron surface was slightly twisted and deformed, covered with scratches, dirt and blood. He looked at the face under the mask, but the face was already bloody and bloody, as if the entire face was tightly attached to the iron surface.
As Shao Liangye took off the mask, the outer layer of skin was torn off, leaving only a disgusting rancid smell.
"Lawrence, another sublimated monster...it seems like he helped us clean up the battlefield?"
Sa Liangxi followed up and witnessed this horrifying battlefield.
If the speculation is true, then Lawrence had already swept across the battlefield of Feilengcui before they arrived. These legions of secret blood advanced all the way, killing all the monsters along the way.
Shao Liangye's mood was a bit complicated, with fear, joy, and even some regret. If possible, he would like to see the so-called Lawrence with his own eyes.
If it were not for Lawrence's legion, what they would have to face after landing would be a hellish battlefield and a head-on confrontation with these crazy monsters. Shao Liangye didn't think that the anonymous people would be able to drive all these monsters away. At most, they would be in this dense monster. It's just a bloody path torn out in the tide.
They came in too hasty, and their military strength was very insufficient, but no one expected that all this trouble would be solved by Lawrence. In the name of war, he secretly sailed here, and large ships were filled with them. army.
But what's scary is, what if Lawrence's enemy is them?
These warriors with secret blood, they are all degenerated demon hunters, potential demons, they... they are all Lawrence.
Shao Liangye did not continue to think about it. He was a little emotional and curious to guess what kind of person Lawrence was.
As a visitor from Jiuxia, he had never seen this mysterious leader, and everything he knew came from the purification agency's information and Lorenzo's dictation.
"What will happen if all this ends?" Sa Liangxi asked puzzledly, "If the demons are eradicated and the path to sublimation is interrupted...then what about the others?"
"What do you mean?"
"Those people and things related to monsters," Sa Liangxi said, looking at the battlefield, "there must be monsters lurking somewhere in this world, and they are ready to attack. If all this What will happen to them when it’s over? Will they just die?”
This world is so big that many places are still unknown, and in this vastness, Sarangxi guesses that there must be monsters affected by erosion. They ended this place, so what about those guys?
"It's unclear, but we speculate that they will continue to exist for a while and will be gradually forgotten by us."
Shao Liangye recalled what he and Lorenzo were discussing at that time.
"The demons and things related to demons that exist in the world will not die immediately. After losing the power of the Unspeakable, they will not be able to continue to spread the 'epidemic', and even themselves will also die. As people gradually forget the unspeakable, they are affected and weakened.
We cut off their source of power... In fact, the relationship between demons and the Unspeakable is like a puppet on strings. We cut the strings and the puppet master is completely [exiled]. In other words, we have stopped the erosion. With the spread of water, they become sourceless water, constantly 'evaporating' in reality, and will disappear little by little.
But we cannot wait that long. We will continue to hunt down the demons involved in this world, kill them step by step, and completely destroy this history. "
"What about the knowledge related to demons?"
"It will be forgotten. First we cannot recognize the handwriting on it, and then it becomes difficult to understand what is said in the book. Until a few years or decades later, we completely lose the ability to recognize it, and the book is clearly forgotten. In front of us, we cannot realize its existence.
They will be isolated and [exiled]. "
"Is such great knowledge abandoned like this? How cruel." Sa Liangxi said.
Although darkness is scary, humans have also obtained too many wonderful things from the darkness.
"This knowledge shouldn't exist in the first place. We are just trying to end this long war and correct this wrong history. All this darkness will be completely buried and the world will get back on track."
"In other words, even we ourselves will eventually be affected by antimemes and forget all this. In the future history, there will be no monsters, no names, no purification mechanisms, nothing, only a 'common sense' There is no evil world, right?"
"Yes."
This sounds pretty good. Sa Liangxi was silent, looking thoughtful.
"Where's the witcher?"
Hearing this question, Sa Liangye fell silent. He paused for a few seconds and stood on the gray ruins, holding the silver iron surface in his hand.
"I don't know, but I've had this conversation with Lorenzo before."
"what happened?"
"He feels that there is no difference between a demon hunter and a demon. As the Unspeakable One is [exiled], the path to sublimation is cut off. Like the demon, he will lose the source of power.
From a pessimistic point of view, he might become like a demon, and his awareness of existence is peeled off little by little, until we also forget the existence of 'Lorenzo Holmes', and he himself will be hit by an antimeme. , losing all sense of self, becoming an unknown, breathing corpse. "
"How about optimism?"
"Optimism..." Shao Liangye thought for a while, "Lorenzo might survive. He is a demon hunter and has embarked on the road of sublimation, but after all, he has a human part, just like refining gold. After all, there is a trace of it. Impurities are present.
The 'human' part will not be erased by the antimeme. This may become the anchor of his existence in reality, but the price is that all his power as a demon hunter will be erased bit by bit. "
"You mean he'll become a normal person?"
"Perhaps, Lorenzo will gradually become an ordinary human being following the [exile] of the Unspeakable One, who will bleed and die..."
"But that's all for later," Shao Liangye stopped talking and looked into the distance, "I think the legion has already arrived there."
Shao Liangye stretched out his hand and pointed to the raised hills in the distance. Between the hills, the seven hills were burning with billowing flames and thick smoke. The sound of wind and thunder could be faintly heard among the clouds. The Navigation Dawn climbed up and left. This eroding storm.
"He is...Lorenzo's teacher?" Sa Liangxi asked.
"Almost, the leader of the Demon Hunting Order. Every demon hunter has been taught by him."
Thinking of this, Shao Liangye became even more confused. He whispered to Sa Liangxi, "I'm really curious about what a person like Lorenzo would be like."
"You can go there and see for yourself...if you are not afraid of death."
Sao Liangxi encouraged Shao Liangye's curiosity.
Shao Liangye shook his head with a wry smile. He still knew how much he weighed. Although he was protected by the antimeme and had the power to resist erosion and face demons, he was still a mortal after all.
It was a battlefield between demons and devils, and mortals who stepped into it would only die in vain.
"Everyone performs his own duties," Shao Liangye said, "Some are the protagonists, some are supporting actors, some are workers behind the scenes, some are the audience..."
Taking a deep breath, Shao Liangye strode forward.
"Do what we have to do and let's go."
……
"Your Majesty has arrived at his battlefield..."
The soulful voice sounded like an opera performance, but soon the voice changed to playful and decadent, he said.
"This madman has finally found his burial place."
Curry sat on the old wooden chair, facing the warm evening wind, which carried a strong smell of blood.
He witnessed the burning of the Holy City in the distance, talking to himself, with an unstoppable smile on his ugly face.
Corey picked up the wine bottle on the ground, pried open the cap, and took a swig.
It took him a long time to find such a comfortable position, which was not completely destroyed by the monsters. The terrain was higher and he could easily overlook the whole city and witness the burning holy city in the distance.
More importantly, there are a lot of fine wines and some cool delicacies here.It seems that the owner here fled in a hurry and didn't even have time to finish his meal.
"Where is this place? It looks like the mansion of some dignitary."
Corey smelled heavily of alcohol and kept mumbling, but no one responded to his words. He was like a mental patient, laughing endlessly amidst death and fire.
Looking at the petite figure aside, she remained silent, staring into the distance, writing and drawing on the book in her hand from time to time.
"Say something, Liya, this is a rare opportunity."
Corey was drunk.
"This may be the beginning of a new world! It may also be the prologue to the end. In short, this is a great moment. As a lucky few, you must have some feelings, right?"
As a member of Gaul Naluo, Corey never thought that he would have the opportunity to witness all this.
"Do you have any ideas?"
Liya's tone was calm, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
The legions came out in full force, except for Liya and Keli, who stood here quietly, watching all this.
"Idea? Great! I don't know the conspiracies and tricks of this world. What I want to see is the consciousness liberated from faith..."
Corey said and looked at the fireworks rising in the distance.
"It is rare to have such an opportunity to witness the demise of the evangelical church with my own eyes. I am so lucky, even if it is obtained by making a deal with the devil."
His voice was soft, like a murmur in sleep.
Swallowing, he burst into laughter.
"Are we considered first-class seats?"
He stretched out his hand and made a gesture like a picture frame, framing the seven burning hills in it.
"That's where the real 'first class seats' are."
Liya pointed to the burning city.
"No, no, that's the stage. We're just the audience. It's good enough for the audience to stay here."
Corey quickly denied it, then picked up another bottle of wine and shook it towards Liya, "Why not get drunk together? What a great moment, right?"
"I still have work to do."
Liya responded indifferently, and continued to record in the book.
"Recorder? Lawrence is really good at lying... So what if he records it, it will be forgotten anyway."
Seeing Liya's dedicated look, Corey muttered softly.
"Let me say, Liya, don't you have any ideas at the moment?" Corey asked in a teasing tone, "Your Majesty, who you admire, is about to reach the end of his prophecy and die there."
Liya turned her back to Corey and stated calmly.
"Isn't that better? He finally reached the end and died for his ideals. For him, this is something worth celebrating...
Just like you, you witnessed the flames of war and the collapse of the Seven Hills, if your life ended here, you would be willing, right? "
"Die for your ideals?"
Corey said softly, and he relaxed his body, like a limp dough, completely pressed against the chair.
"You're right. This is something worth celebrating. Even if I die here after tonight, it will still be satisfying."
Corey let go of the bottle and let it roll down, making a crisp sound.
It rolled to the girl's feet. With the faint light, the girl's blurred face was reflected on the glass mirror. Her expression was calm, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a slight smile, and there were some reflective water stains. On the face, I don't know whether it is sadness or tears of joy.
The person she admires will die tonight, and the person she admires will fulfill her long-cherished wish tonight.
It’s a head-scratching emotion, a complex position that’s hard to understand.
She stopped thinking about those things, but clenched the pen in her hand, and wrote down everything she had witnessed on paper, fulfilling Lawrence's last entrustment to her.
(End of this chapter)