Ember’s Gun

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After the blizzard ceased, the violent burning lasted for several hours and finally slowly stopped, like a carnival after sacrifice, the remaining ashes danced like black snow scattered all over the sky.

It seems that everything is over, new hatred and old grudges, glory and shame, all of them were thrown into the fiery flame and burned.

The night sky became deeper, and it seemed that a huge monster was slowly diving.

The giant whale of steel and machinery swims slowly in the clouds, the sails cut cumulus clouds, the thick steam overflows like breath, and the engine sounds like thunder, as if it is coming with wind and rain.

“How did the Geiger Index react?”

“In the stable range, it looks like Lawrence is dead.”

A brief conversation took place in the command room. This time Arthur personally led the team. In some dark space, various lights reflected his old face.

He was standing at the forefront of the command room. The transparent composite glass covered the ground under his feet and in front of him. Human eyes could barely penetrate the ground he saw. The fire was burning and I don’t know when it would be extinguished.

“Need to continue to observe?”

Red Eagle asked from the side.

Due to the load, sail towards the dawn is not at all ammunition reserves, it is more inclined to secret transportation in the current military strategy.

“Go on, we still need to wait.”

Arthur said warily.

Lawrence’s terrifying has been deeply planted in everyone’s heart. He can’t guarantee what will happen if Lawrence hasn’t died. Once he dives rashly, maybe they will step into the eroded attack range. All they can do is Continue to wait to ensure that the situation will not change any abnormally.

“Do you need original sin armor for investigation? There are only a few generations of armor in the cabin, and you can dive at any time.”

Red Eagle proposed again.

“A generation of armor?”

Arthur frowned.

“This is Merlin’s proposal. The second-generation armor is indeed controllable, but in the face of Lawrence…Even the dying Lawrence is still slightly inadequate in performance. Therefore, the sealed-up generation of armor was taken out, and Galahad is on standby in the rear. , He can drive again.”

The cold voice echoed, Red Eagle knew exactly what it meant to drive again. Since the last time he lost control, Galahad has been severely corroded. This time will be his death date, but currently only he has the ability to sail towards the dawn. The experience of driving a generation of armor.

“What about Lancelot?”

“Same as consumables, Merlin said he should use them in more important places.”

The conversation was suddenly silent, and for a time only the mechanical operations and the single-frequency signal sounds were left.

“Enough sacrifices tonight, forget it.”

Arthur sighed, just feeling tired.

“So, what is going to be canonized for Lorenzo…?”

“Canonization?”

Arthur doesn’t understand Red Eagle.

“Like some…identity recognition? For example, Knight’s class and so on? Although it is not important to a dead person, it is a proof at any rate.”

Red Eagle thought for a while and went on to say, he also not quite clear how he should express this.

“It’s not the part of Demon Hunter, but the part of Lorenzo who really existed.”

“Didn’t expect you to think of these.”

Arthur was surprised.

“It’s nothing, I just realized it accidentally. Many times, recognition is a very important thing. For example, I am no longer a street gangster, but guard the city wall of human reason…Although I still dance on the tip of a knife, this If you don’t, even death will be a little bit irresistible.”

Red Eagle continued.

“Human beings are like this, they are always moved by strange things.”

“Is that so? It sounds good, I will consider it.”

Arthur answered.

……

There was a thin silhouette swaying on the edge of the fireworks. Seleu didn’t know how long she had been walking, but in the end she arrived here along the sleepers, her expression dumbfounded.

Without any extra explanation, she knew exactly what had happened, but she was just like deceiving herself. She couldn’t believe it. Walking on the battlefield of gunpowder smoke, there was still hot residual temperature on the burnt ground, and the molten iron that had not cooled and solidified. Flowing slowly, as if it was the coming of hell.

Seleu is like a little girl picking up rubbish, walking back and forth in this metal cemetery, and finally she found what she wanted.

I remember that the detective who was able to hit a cart with Winchester was gone, half of his body was pressed under the twisted carriage, his eyes closed, dirty.

She didn’t dare to look at it. It was like a burned corpse. Most of the body surface had been burned in darkness. The proud life force of the Demon Hunter could no longer save him, just like a wild corpse. The rag doll that was bitten into pieces, broken and withered.

In fact, unlike the sensational episodes in the story, the emotions are surging to the extreme, but there is no touching plot. Seleu can’t think of anything, and can’t feel any emotions. It’s just a blank. It’s blank, a nightmare that can’t wake up.

Lorenzo until now is so restrained, restraining the part of being a human being, obviously a living person, but restraining all emotions for that ridiculous long-cherished wish.

As he said, the guy who got too close to the Demon Hunter really did not end well, but in the end Lorenzo still guaranteed Seleu’s safe escape… No one can think of whether this Demon Hunter hugged at the last moment. What kind of thoughts do you have.

Sitting down slowly, she couldn’t even perceive the existence of things around her, even the flesh and blood struggling in the fire sea could not attract her attention.

Lawrence is dead, but Holy Grail’s flesh and blood are not there yet, it finally took over all of its body, trying to crawl out of the hot fire sea.

I don’t know how long it took, she stood up again with a vicious expression.

“Lorenzo Holmes.”

It may be too similar to Lorenzo, and his angry look also has his shadow.

“Lorenzo Holmes, you bastard can’t just die like this!”

Looking at that dirty face, even if this Demon Hunter is about to die, he has a damn bad temperament, and the corners of his dry mouth rise, like killing Lawrence to accomplish a damn revolutionary long-cherished wish.

“Yeah, you can’t die yet.”

The girl whispered repeatedly, furious.

Like many conversations before, the meaning of this Demon Hunter being alive is too fragile. There are only two things in the mind of this madman, either killing Demon or killing Demon on the way.

This guy’s life is a proper tragedy, and now this damn Demon Hunter man has completed his revenge, it doesn’t matter whether he goes to heaven or hell.

But this is not enough, not enough.

……

“I… is this dead?”

Lorenzo slowly raised his head, still the familiar ice field, sitting on the bench.

“almost.”

Watson sat beside Lorenzo, she replied.

Lorenzo was a little surprised at first, and then he accepted.

“It may be a dying person, and it doesn’t matter what it is.”

“Are you even wary of me?”

“Of course.”

Lorenzo replied, “I’m dead, and you’re dead too. Not only did you kill Lawrence, but you can also die with you. Isn’t it beautiful.”

Watson smiled and shook her head as she continued to say things Lorenzo couldn’t understand.

“You seem to have forgotten a lot, and haven’t recovered yet?”

“Forgot what? It doesn’t matter, Watson, I’m dying. No amount of memory is as good as smoking a cigarette… If I can, I want to eat a meal.”

It is indeed Lorenzo, he is still talking bad words when he is dying.

“So what happens next, a strange train breaks through the sky and takes me to hell?”

Lorenzo said that looking at the end of the ice field, he has always had this strange sense of sight. It is like a bench waiting for a bus, but which mental illness will build the site here?

“You know exactly what the world after death is, Lorenzo.”

Watson said.

The slightly laughing face gradually calmed down, Lorenzo replied.

“Nothing, it’s like falling asleep, but I can’t wake up again.”

“Then why not try to live?”

“Maybe I want to escape.”

2 people talked casually. It is rare that the Demon Hunter would calm down and chat with the weird terrifying, just like a confession before death.

“escape?”

Watson was a little surprised. He didn’t expect that such words would appear in Lorenzo’s mouth. Lorenzo was just nodded seriously.

“Yes, after all, the Demon Hunter people still have the human part. We are not pure humans, nor are we pure Demons. Gap inside living in two worlds, walking in the gray between black and white.”

“I still have human weaknesses…cowardice, pity, empathy, etc…”

“Do you really think it’s really interesting to kill Demon every day?”

Lorenzo asked rhetorically.

“But I think you are very happy to kill?”

Watson said that he don’t give face, Lorenzo was at a loss for words, but then he continued to answer.

“Well, I have to admit that it was really good when I hacked them to death… But it’s actually really tired.”

Lorenzo said sadly.

“Everyone is dead, only I survived. All I can do is pay tribute to everyone with anger. Even if I don’t want to continue, the anger will still drive me, but I am not a perfect person…or Demon, I am a cripple guy with the power of Demon and the weakness of human beings. I will still feel tired after all, and I can’t walk anymore…”

“Do you know that feeling? It’s like a hell of a mission. You understand you can’t leave it, and you can never leave it, but one day you are going to die, you want to obey death, so you are free , Say goodbye to mission.”

“So this is your escape?”

Watson asked.

Lorenzo nodded.

“Yeah, this anger has been burning for too long, I have been burned, from the firewood to ashes, and I just released the last residual heat…I really can’t burn it, even so I’m dead, no one will blame me…”

Lorenzo said casually, this feeling of being released from the pressure was really good, he even wanted to go out for a day as an ordinary person, there was no hell of Demon and revenge, but unfortunately there was no chance.

The cold wind swept across and rolled up snowflakes like a floating curtain, sweeping across Lorenzo’s cheeks, extremely cold.

“No, Lorenzo.”

“what?”

Lorenzo looked towards Watson, a little bit unable to hear her.

“I said you can’t die yet, Lorenzo.”

Watson stood up, as if he had noticed something, his expression became a little subtle.

“You are mortal, like all life will usher in death, but… not today, Lorenzo.”

She looked at Lorenzo proudly, her eyes stern.

Lorenzo’s mind trembled, he was shocked by this weird thing for the first time. He never knew what she wanted or what she would do, but then he heard the calm roar in his ears.

“Your anger hasn’t been extinguished, right? You escaped only because you have no hope, right?”

Lorenzo looked at her in a daze, his hand pierced through his body and held the gradually stopping heart tightly.

Yes, he didn’t have any hope at all. Under the bombing, even with secret blood, he was fragile like an ordinary person, so he chose to die calmly.

This is not to escape, it is to give up in despair.

“I know you too well, Lorenzo.”

“Those long-standing pains have been tormenting you, and the flames of anger have been burning. You have reached the depths of hell and are one with Demon.”

She whispered softly in her ear.

“Any request, there must be a price.”

Severe pain bursts along the heart, and the beating that has calmed down becomes stronger again, and it roars like a drum of war.

“what have you done?”

Lorenzo bent down in pain, it was indescribable pain, as if torture from the soul.

“This is the price.”

Watson pressed his head and forced him to look at himself.

“If the firewood has been burned out, then add more. You are destined to die in the raging anger, not just disappear so peacefully.

This is part of the curse. “

Therefore, on the burning battlefield, Seleu said angrily.

At this moment, her identity is no longer the protected beggar, she is Seleu, Seleu · Stuart, the young Duke with honor.

“If the meaning of your existence is so fragile, then let me reinforce it for you.”

She muttered to herself, and squeezed the Broken Sword with the remaining warmth on the ground. Regardless of the hot temperature, she waved it fiercely.

“Give you more… meaning to live…”

Seleu growled low, like a young lion cub.

“Lorenzo Holmes, I recognize your existence as a human being!”

“In the name of Stuart.”

The broken sword rested on the broken shoulder.

“I grant you!”

As if countless ghosts were screaming, they waved their swords and shields, praising everything that seemed to overlap 100 years ago.

War awarded! War awarded! War awarded!

They sang.

The sound of metal comes through a long history.

The tide-like erosion was triggered by the dying wreck and spread to every part of the battlefield in an instant.

The Geiger Index device on the sail towards the dawn reached its peak, the secret blood surged, and the long-lasting curse dragged the dead soul back to this world.

[Secret blood awakens 31%]

The heart of the war drum is roaring.