Ember’s Gun

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The once prosperous manor is now dilapidated, and the vibrant lawn is covered by fire baptism, leaving only the dead ashes sprinkled on it, and the dust is brought up as the wind blows.

In the end, there was a gray of death, and everything seemed so sad.

The two monster-like people stared at each other far away, expressing indifference or furiousness.

“Reverend Lawrence, where did you go that night?”

The ghost questioned again, he was the survivor of the Night of Advent, the survivor of absolutely impossible existence.

It was really a bitter cold, like a familiar face exposed under the frozen lake. He was obviously dead, but one day you walked on the frozen lake and saw his stubborn face again.

Obviously dead, but stubbornly smashes the ice to try to drag you off.

Some things are always chasing you, some are memories, some are missions, and some are the angry souls of revenge.

“Night of Advent, what have you guys done?”

The faint voice sounded again, and the burning iron cavalry stepped across the charred grass, and the Raging of Raging Flames burned behind him, as if carrying the scorching sun.

The voices began to blur and overlap, and there seemed to be countless people questioning him at the same time, all the dead Demon Hunter people.

Few people know the full picture of the Night of Advent event. After all, the disaster that swept across the Seven Hills was so terrifying that even the holy pope died without knowing it.

In my memory, Medanzo is also one of the insiders. During the breakthrough of the [Messiah] containment, he was the first to enter the Saint Naluo cathedral, but now he is dead, and his only will is like a solitary soul, unbound ghost. Generally live in 【Gap】inside.

Lorenzo only knows a vague outline of all this, and knows nothing about the rest.

Suddenly recalled the conversation with Medanzo many years ago. As a guard guarding Saint Naluo cathedral, Lorenzo’s job was actually very boring. After all, few desperate Demons would try to attack here, even under this huge armed guard. , They may not even be able to climb the sacred ladder.

The job at the time was really boring, but boring is a good thing. There is no Demon, no battle, except for the secret blood flowing in the body, Lorenzo is just an ordinary guard, everything is normal, not good.

Lorenzo asked Medanzo what he wanted to do after retirement. After all, he is the best in the branch. Maybe he can take over the position of Reverend Lawrence and become the new Reverend. He may also wear a red robe to play.

But Medanzo said he was not interested in that kind of life, and he asked what he wanted to do. Lorenzo said that he wanted to be a bard and so on, travel the world, and read 100 states.

“Like your style, but I don’t like running around. I might open an office with her.”

Medanzo said that at the time, he said he wanted to open a detective agency, but now he is a detective, and he is dead forever.

No one would have thought that this would end in many years, just as Lorenzo would have never imagined that he would become like this many years later.

“You… don’t look like him?”

Reverend Lawrence obviously didn’t listen to Lorenzo, and he was still struggling with his strange familiarity with Lorenzo.

But then he laughed, the same blazing white burning in his muddy eyes.

He has lived for too long, and even for a long time, even his own memories are full of strangeness. He always feels that he should remember Lorenzo, but Lorenzo is hidden under the armor, and he can’t determine his identity at all. What’s important?

Noble people like the Pope will die, but only people like him can live to the end. There is no who is worth remembering.

To be forgotten is to die, just as no one has ever known what has been built on the yellow sand, meaningless.

“Stop talking nonsense child, just for different interests.”

He raised his head, his voice was very calm, looking at the falling bright light, unconsciously the cleansing agency has surrounded here, the night sky inside the empty ranger is ready to go, one after another in the darkness lit up, that is to ignite the igniter Thermite rifle.

At night, there was a light trembling sound of railroad tracks, and it seemed that some steel creation was moving towards here.

“In the final analysis, hatred and so on are just children’s anger. Real adults will just keep silent and do what they want.”

Reverend Lawrence smiled, obviously he had failed tonight’s action, he had not immediately caught Eve and was blocked by the sudden appearance of Demon Hunter.

“Actually, you are lucky. You survived. If I were you, I would hide, find a place where the church would never find it, forget all secret blood Demon and so on, and then live a good life… …I’ve been looking forward to this kind of peaceful life, but unfortunately I haven’t gotten it after living so long.”

“Do you think I would choose that?”

Lorenzo asked.

There was a long silence, then Reverend Lawrence laughed.

“Yeah, how could it happen? Just like when I gave up a peaceful life, I was about the same age as you…maybe bigger, but the fire in my heart is still not extinguished. What kind of jealousy is like hatred, for brother knife piercing both sides and so on, youngster, there are always unexpected things at the top.

It’s just like different age groups will make different choices, but at least this is our own choice, there is no need to regret it. “

Reverend Lawrence’s eyes were ice-like. He was young once, and there was a fire in his chest, but now he is old and the fire is out. He is a boring adult, just for his own purposes, by fair means or foul.

“If you are from Demon Hunter, I should have taught you that you must always hide your thoughts… Weapons have no thoughts.”

“I’m almost listening to this sentence.”

“But you have listened so much, haven’t you learned it?”

The old wrinkles twisted together, and he was like a real Reverend.

Lorenzo didn’t understand Reverend Lawrence’s words at first, but then the reason he lost because of the rage returned, he later realized something, and unconsciously clenched the sword.

“Those inferior secret blood is also related to you, right.”

Reverend Lawrence’s mysterious disappeared during Night of Advent. If he took away “Revelation” and then developed the inferior secret blood, then everything would make sense.

But then Lorenzo thought of another thing. If the above conjecture is true, then how did Reverend Lawrence know that there will be a 【Messiah】 level containment breakthrough, although he does not know the security measures of “Revelation”, but only that One night Saint Naluo cathedral completely fell, giving him a chance to do it.

Also said… He planned all this with one hand, just like tonight, causing endless riots, but his real purpose is behind the shadows.

On the surface, it is revenge against the nobles, but it is actually hijacking Eve, so when Night of Advent releases the panic and steals “Revelation” secretly…

Suddenly all the fury of revenge disappeared. He looked at Reverend Lawrence smiling at the other end, as if a huge shadow was covering him, extending from the Seven Hills home 6 years ago to the present Old Turin. Something is fermenting in secret, and the aftermath of the Night of Advent event is far from over.

Lorenzo looked at Reverend Lawrence in shock, everything in his mind was messed up.

“Child, we are all chased by the carriage of fate.”

Reverend Lawrence laughed loudly.

“Some people escaped from the wheel that crushed everything, and some people were crushed into powder…”

After the laughter, he slowly lifted the broken Nail sword, looking towards Lorenzo.

“You, like me, thought you escaped, right.”

The words stop, the wind rises.

The blazing flames almost condensed to substance, and gushing out in the old eyes, Reverend Lawrence’s expression was not angry and majestic, and the nameless wind dragged his red robe.

At that moment Lorenzo could only see a galloping scarlet, accompanied by the sound of thunderbolt tearing the air, the Broken Sword’s edge pointed directly at Lorenzo.

“You really are still a child.”

With a sigh, Lorenzo waved his big sword and tried to cut down the thunderbolt, but the galloping thunderbolt suddenly deflected slightly on the path, only deflected a little distance, but it was so easy to rub against Lorenzo’s sword. He passed by, and then fell towards his back.

“Hide your thoughts and never let people know your goal until the weapon is actually dropped. This is belated teaching.”

The voice still echoed in his ears, and the nameless fear fell on Lorenzo. He could only see that the broken sword light cut away the ashes and smoke, over the ruins and the fire sea.

His target is not Lorenzo.

The Thermite rifle fired together, and countless shots were mixed together, like the loud whispers of an ancient giant.

The burning thermite bomb pulled out 100 burning trajectories in midair. In the slow motion, it was one after another red thread stagnating in the air, weaving a large burning net, blocking all the route of Reverend Lawrence.

So in this brief moment the heart-palpitating power surged, and the old door slowly opened with the dominance of the will. With the breath of dust and decay, the old wild beast once again walked out of the cage.

The thunderbolt directly ran into the fire web. The speed never slowed down, but became more swift. Then, as if avoiding Lorenzo’s sword attack, the silhouette swayed slightly, and then escaped one after another.

It seems…it seems that he knows the tracks of those thermite bombs from the very beginning.

At this moment, Lorenzo froze in the original place. He suddenly recalled the story of Reverend Lawrence in the depths of his memory. An elderly man once called him that.

Shondarfin.

Yes, he is Reverend of the Demon Hunter Order, and he was also named that angel. Whether it was his sword attack or the burning trail, all of this had already been foreseen by him.

Eve can only see the glow that is constantly approaching, whether it is the thermite bomb or the soldiers in front of him, they can’t stop him, just like a falling meteor, the next moment Reverend Lawrence is coming with a bitter wind In front of her.