Embers of Embers

Chapter 80 One step away
The two of them looked at the burning figure. The dark armor was withering from Lorenzo's body, the rising secret blood was gradually calming down, and the dark blade in his hand seemed to be an angel's sword cutting through despair.
Looking at this damned detective, Shrike had mixed feelings for a while, and finally his voice was a little whimpering.
"Fuck! Fuck! I seem to be in love with this lunatic!"
Shrike was a little incoherent, and Lan Jade on the other side also breathed a sigh of relief and sat down weakly. If she wasn't really too tired, she would have wanted to show some joy.
"I'm not interested in men, please step aside."
Lorenzo had already recovered from the emotion of Ed's death. He was cursing and returned to his previous state.
"how did you do it?"
Lan Jade looked at the large blood stain outside the door. She knew exactly how many monsters there were outside. Even if Lorenzo stood still and let Lorenzo chop, he would not be able to kill so many monsters in such a short time.
To this Lorenzo gave his answer.
"They retreated, and I only intercepted a small part... I believe you can feel it, too. The illusion of nightmare has been lifted. It should be the dream builder who died, but the question is who killed him?"
Listening to the explanation, even though Shrike couldn't understand some of the words originating from the Demon Hunting Cult, he also understood that the biggest difficulty of this operation had been resolved, and the time to counterattack had come.
"The dream has been lifted. Those soldiers must have woken up... Move the shrike! Move if he's not dead! The crisis is not over yet!"
As Lorenzo spoke, he kicked the shrike lying on the ground, ignoring his terrible injuries. However, it may be that Lorenzo imposed the standards of a witcher on him. In terms of physique, as long as there is still a breath left, he can still fight, which is simply terrifyingly tenacious.
"What else are you going to do?"
Shrike was a little confused as to what Lorenzo was going to do. The detective was as diligent as ever before, as if he was rushing to kill someone.
"Recovering the so-called sacred coffin is more complicated than you think."
This time Lorenzo is serious. Before everything, he took over the work as a detective, but now what drives him to act is the identity of a witcher. As a witcher, he must do these things.
"How does this thing work?"
Lorenzo couldn't understand those things on the complicated operating table. His biggest regret in being in Old Dunling for so long was that he didn't learn anything about steam machinery. This thing is the core technology of Inerweg. He wants to learn it. This kind of knowledge must have a very clean background. With Lorenzo's complicated background, he would probably be arrested for espionage the day after he arrived.
"It was under emergency braking and stalled for a long time, and we had to restore power and get the engine running."
The driver woke up at this moment. Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he could guess a little bit by looking at the injuries of the two high-ranking knights, Shrike and Lan Jade.
"My friend, you woke up just in time, so hurry up and get this thing moving!"
Lorenzo said and roared, this guy was really anxious now.
The driver nodded for a while and then operated frantically on the console.
"Then it's you guys next."
As he spoke, Lorenzo looked at Shrike and Blue Jade.
"You...what are you going to do?"
Shrike realized that something was not right about this detective. The blazing flames slowly extinguished, and his body was exuding the ashes of death.
"Nothing, just prepared to make something pay."
Lorenzo squatted down as he spoke, reached out and took away the communicator from Shrike's chest. The indicator light turned bright green. After the illusion of the nightmare ended, the abnormal effect that had been interfering with communication also disappeared.
"Wait! Lorenzo!"
Shrike reluctantly stood up and tried to stop Lorenzo, but Lorenzo stepped on his chest and was unable to move. The damn detective adjusted the channel and then said.
"Attention everyone, wake up all the bastards nearby who are awake!"
He was fierce and furious.
"This is Mr. Lorenzo Holmes. I am now in charge of the entire operation. Everyone is in a state of readiness, bullets are loaded, and only one is ordered to kill all inhuman creatures within sight."
"Lorenzo, you crazy guy, what are you doing?"
Shrike yelled, but Lorenzo didn't give him a chance at all. He pinned the communicator to his chest and spoke viciously.
"You are dismissed Shrike."
"You lunatic, this is a force that cleans up the organization, and you are our suspect!"
Shrike was going crazy from the torture of this detective. He was Shrike's prisoner a few hours ago, but now he was commanding the entire operational force.
"No, I am serious this time, Shrike. You have no idea what you have lost, and you even want me to tell you that you shouldn't touch this thing!"
It was something called murderous aura. This demon hunter exuded a terrifying madness. Compared with the demon, the only difference between them might be that Lorenzo looked like a human.
"So if you want to make up for your mistakes, you have to listen to me now, understand?"
Shrike looked at him blankly. This was a side of the detective that he had never seen before, an extremely strong side. But before he could speak, Lorenzo spoke again.
"I think you'll agree, sir, that I'm the only one here who can solve the problem."
This question was not about Shrike, nor about Lan Jade, nor about anyone here. The target of his conversation was the purification mechanism far away in Old Dunling, the mysterious broken dome.
Lorenzo modulated a full-channel broadcast that could be heard not only by the soldiers on the train, but also by the Shattered Dome that monitored everything.
The time passed minute by minute, as if it was as long as a century, and then the voice of vicissitudes sounded from the communicator.
"With [Arthur's] authority, I transfer the right of action to you, Lorenzo Holmes."
Under the distant open dome, in the huge and complex headquarters, everyone was busy walking, putting each piece of information into the capsule, and then quickly transmitting it along the brass pipe. , extending all the way to the bottom of everything, that dark and gloomy place.
Someone picked up this report, then marked the date and filed it away. Under him, a huge pool was filled with insulating liquid. The sophisticated and complex differential engine was like a copper pillar standing up, and it was doing crazy calculations under the pool. It was the work of a mortal. Magnificent achievement, breathtaking mechanical art.
The orders from Arthur were released layer by layer, and finally arrived in the gloomy train.
Everyone heard this order. Some people didn't know who the so-called Lorenzo Holmes was. Some people knew it, so they showed expressions of surprise.
After a long time, Blue Jade on the other side raised his hand unsteadily.
"What should we do?"
Looking at the female knight who reacted, Lorenzo nodded appreciatively and then said to her.
"First, get this damn train moving!"
"But sir, the rails ahead of us have been destroyed by those twisted flesh!"
The pilot said that once the Glory started moving, it would not be long before it derailed, but Lorenzo didn't care about this. He looked at the pilot.
"Does it mean we can't move forward if we leave the railway tracks?"
This principle... is possible in theory, but whoever actually uses it will be a fool. Just like people can survive in magma, but they can only survive for a few minutes at most. The principle is simple and easy to understand, but the driver can't say it, right? This guy is as aggressive as a murderer. What if he gets hacked into pieces if he doesn't like it?
"Lorenzo you are a lunatic now."
The Shrike started to yell again but was firmly stepped on by Lorenzo.
"But after the derailment, even if we didn't roll over, the road surge couldn't bear the Glory, and we still couldn't move much forward."
Lan Jade had forgotten her previous sadness, and didn't even care about the pain, analyzing it calmly.
"Yes, but we don't need to run so far, right?"
Lorenzo's gaze looked forward, penetrating through the layers of steel and extending all the way to the green lighthouse. The Glory was already very close to it.
Very close, very close, with only the last little distance waiting for Lorenzo to conquer.
　I coded nearly 8000 in one go and I don’t have a drop left.
　
(End of this chapter)