Embers of Embers

Chapter 82 The Battle of the Promise
There is always a moment in everyone's life when you are in darkness. When you are in despair, someone suddenly opens a door for you, and the world is filled with light.
For Eve, that moment is now.
The Glorious was driving on the earth, its heavy body leaving a deep dent on the ground, and blazing white fireworks burning on it, like a blazing white dragon moving forward, carrying the foehn wind that destroyed everything. .
But this is not the end. At this moment, the Glory is completely relying on the inertia of the derailment to rush forward wildly. During the period of approaching the lighthouse, its speed has gradually begun to slow down. The demon group has also noticed its existence and began to turn back. It surrounds heavily.
"Attention everyone, except us, kill everything that moves."
Lorenzo's voice rang on the channel, and on the dark carriage, armed armors were raised one after another, and countless gun muzzles were poked out. Then a series of fires erupted on both sides of the train, killing those who were running wildly. All the demons that came were suppressed.
This is a great feat of the industrial age, as long as the trigger is simply pulled, the deadly iron can be sent out, and when they gather like a tide, even terrible monsters will fall for it.
With that blazing white flame, everyone began to count down in their hearts.
Three, two, one!
Everyone grasped what they could hold around them to stabilize themselves. At the moment when the countdown ended, the Glory collided head-on with the gathering demons, steel crushed blood, and white fireworks lit up again and again. After falling, countless severed limbs and internal organs beat against the cold carriage, and the surging blood seeped into every corner.
"brake!"
Lorenzo's order came over the channel. Although the driver knew the full details of the operation in advance, he still couldn't help but be frightened by Lorenzo's madness.
Pulling down the valve forcefully, the emergency braking gear jammed the rapidly rotating machine.The train could only run on the rails, it could not turn, but under Lorenzo's whimsy, everything had a slight possibility. The outer decks fell off one by one, and they were fully armed from Burhans. .
The pitch-black muzzle protruded from it, and then fired ferociously at the encircling group of monsters.
This is a train gun. During the Glorious War, relying on the advantages of railways, the train dragged the artillery and became a high-speed moving artillery position, which brought huge resistance to the landing of the Gaulonian people.
But unlike during the Glorious War, after the transformation of the Mechanical Institute, the size of the artillery was reduced to a certain extent. Although the firepower was sacrificed, it brought about the loading of more weapons.
The jet-black muzzle brought up tongues of flame that were several feet long. The tens of kilograms of projectiles directly penetrated the bodies of the demons like galloping iron swords, and then caused a violent explosion at the end of the bullet fall.
This was a one-way fire. With the recoil of the train gun cluster, the Glory actually made a strange tail drift, and then stood like a city wall between the lighthouse and the demon. As it slowly stopped, the blazing Steam gushes out from the gaps in the machinery, and then more plate armor is raised, and countless muzzles are pointed at both sides of the train.
with full force.
For a moment, there was only endless roaring in the world, thousands of thunders exploded in the ears, and demons swarmed in, but were ruthlessly shattered by broken iron pieces. This was the victory of the industrial revolution, and the death of every demon, They are all offering sacrifices to the God of Industry on that steel altar.
This is a grand performance, the heavy shell case fell to the ground and made a charming light sound, the strong smell of gunpowder filled the nose, the wonderful machinery rustled, and then one steel after another was filled into the barrel.
Lorenzo stood on the front of the car, his face illuminated by the constant burst of fire from the muzzle. Winchester kept firing, bringing up a blazing barrage. He reversed and rose up, as if he was dancing.
Hundreds of years ago, people needed to build a line of defense and incur countless casualties to put the demons to death. However, with the development of science and technology today, as long as there is a reasonable position and sufficient firepower, no amount of demons can shake humans' dominance in the food chain. Location.
Humanity can no longer live in fear.
The new era has arrived, and the relics of the old era are still trying to recapture the glory of the past. They are like ant colonies, braving the torrent of steel and gunpowder, and blood and fire pile up on the ground, dragging a ferocious path. .
"Lorenzo! Something's wrong!"
Eve's screams came from the channel, and Lorenzo slowly fired and reloaded, and then asked.
"what happened?"
"The sea...is rising!"
Eve was on top of the lighthouse, and she could see that at the end of the darkness, the dark blue water was hitting the earth heavily. As time went by, it continued to spread, and it was only a matter of time before it reached the battlefield.
Lorenzo calmed down a little bit of his excitement. He remembered the mark on the map. The land here would change with the rise and fall of the sea tide. He didn't care about the sea water. What he cared about was what came out of the sea water.
As expected, there were more wailing sounds in the tide, and endless monsters came riding the waves. They were a larger group, almost suffocating.
This is the final battle tonight. The hidden existence does not want anyone to get the sacred coffin, so he no longer hides anything.
"Do we still have enough ammunition?"
he asked.
Another difference between monsters and humans is that monsters will really fight to the death.
"We can only hold on for a while. Once those monsters gather, our firepower will not be able to maintain the defense line."
It was Shrike's voice. The fire line of the Radiance and the monsters had reached a weird balance. They couldn't get close to the train at all. The ammunition reserves were enough to kill them, but once the monsters from the tide gathered, it would be the worst. Condition.
"And Lorenzo, have you ever seen such a monster?"
That was Eve's voice. She looked at the giant shadow rising from the sea, the water dripping with white foam and countless fish and shrimps.
"Looks like not."
Lorenzo also saw it. To be honest, it was hard not to see such a big figure. It was a giant-like demon, walking out of the tide little by little with heavy steps.
The secret blood began to rise, and the dark iron armor separated from under the skin. The armor was slowly covering Lorenzo. He stepped out of the carriage and held the hilt of the sword tightly.
It seemed that the night would not end so simply, but suddenly he noticed a change in the light, and the entire area seemed a bit darker.
But there was no time for him to think. He needed to solve the giant demon, otherwise everyone would die here. Human technology was only born for the war against humans, and such huge monsters were not considered at all.
Suddenly a clear sound of strong wind sounded, coming from the deep night above.
Lorenzo couldn't help but raise his head, and then he saw the giant whale surging in the clouds. The glow cast by it reflected its ferocious silhouette, and then a voice sounded on the channel.
“We are surrounded by enemies on all sides, but we are not trapped; we are troubled, but we are not disappointed; we are persecuted, but we are not abandoned; we are struck down, but we are not killed.”
The man's voice was so plain, as if there was no emotion, and he prayed indifferently, like a mechanical retelling.
In the endless high altitude, the heavy machinery slowly twisted, opening the sealed door, and endless winds poured into the warehouse. The knight lowered his head and finished his last prayer, looking towards the promised war.
Behind him, countless people were fully armed. Their red cloaks with iron plates rustled in the strong wind. Iron cables connected them. The red-light communicator turned green one by one, and the sound rang on the channel.
"The Voyage to Dawn has arrived at the battlefield and has begun its dive."
"Night Owl joins the battle order."
"Xuanfeng joins the battle sequence."
"Lancelot joins the order of battle."
"..."
Every sound was like a loaded bullet, the knight raised his head slowly, and then jumped down, the original sin armor fully unfolded in the strong wind, covering the sky and the sun.
(End of this chapter)