Ember’s Gun

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Tonight is doomed to sleepless, the door is closed, there is a crash-bang in the corridor outside the door, and there are clear vomiting sounds from time to time.

This operation broke away from Irvine’s territory, and everything outside of the country was handed over to Nordelo. It can be said that the entire White Tide now exists to some extent for the Lorenzo entire group.

This area was temporarily sealed off due to technical failure. Nordelo’s personnel cleaned the bloody corridors, transported corpses one after another, and threw them into the deep sea inside.

No one can think of what they have just experienced here. It feels like a wild beast with a head of rage eating here, with severed limbs all over the floor, they can’t even put a corpse together. Some people really couldn’t bear the bloody smell, and they retched.

All the people in the room woke up. Although it was late at night, no one could fall asleep after experiencing this.

Hyboard stood at the door with a weapon in his hand. Although the enemy had been dealt with, no one knew whether the White Tide was still an enemy of the choir.

Eve was assisting the ship doctor. Irene was placed in the living room. They set up a temporary operating table here. After a period of treatment, the ship doctor took out a twisted warhead from inside Irene’s wound.

“Fortunately, the rescue was in time, but she lost too much blood. She would be in a coma. I don’t know when she woke up.”

While speaking, the ship doctor took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Strong child, she doesn’t seem to want to die yet, she has persisted until now.”

“Thanks, doctor.”

Hyboard said to the side, and then he signaled the ship doctor to leave.

The ship doctor is very aware of the current situation. Although the corridor was sealed when he came, the bloody smell floating in the air was so clear that the ship doctor guessed the amount of bleeding was astonishing.

Leaving some medicines that Irene would use, the ship doctor left, and now only these people are left in the room.

Lorenzo, who has been silent, slowly opened his mouth now.

“In other words, she is Gloria Jackson?”

Lorenzo asked Red Eagle. Red Eagle was sitting not far from Irene. His expression was a bit complicated. He was completely unprepared by all this suddenness. Looking at the familiar face, Red Eagle could only stiffen. Nodding.

“Gloria? It must be one of her disguised names.”

Hybod was very familiar with this Old Friend. He approached Irene and looked at the somewhat pale face.

“It seems that Irene had been staring at us early in the morning and followed us on the boat.” Haibod’s eyes fell on Red Eagle.

Red Eagle doesn’t know how to defend. He feels a headache. Everything happened too fast. He was still immersed in the beautiful encounter. But then there was all this bloody thing. The woman he loved was all Lying in front of her bloody, and she was still her own enemy.

“I… my fault, I am too lax.”

Red Eagle reflected that this is an action of extreme danger. He shouldn’t catch that damn fish at first.

“No, it’s not Red Eagle’s fault,” Lorenzo said. “Irene didn’t find us because Red Eagle…she stared at us early in the morning. In Old Turin, she came to Winchester office.”

No one else can detect it, but Lorenzo can. The sensitive sense of the Demon Hunter with no difficulty perceives this subtle difference.

In the strong smell of blood, there is a hint of cold fragrance.

At the time in the office, the masked woman had the same taste. She wanted to entrust Lorenzo with Galunalo-related work.

“Then what does she want to do?” Red Eagle asked in a puzzled manner.

His gaze has been fixed on Irene’s face. Red Eagle’s emotions are a bit complicated. It is not only his previous love, but also fear and anger. He doesn’t know whether his encounter with Irene was a deliberate performance. , Are all the previous disguises?

I almost… almost fell into her trap inside.

“I don’t know, but I’ll give you a suggestion. Stay away from this woman. No one can guess what she is thinking.”

Hyboard suffered a loss, and once again warned Red Eagle.

“She came to us… to us for help.” Lorenzo analyzed.

Obviously, from the battle just now, it can be seen that the choir soldiers did not know where Lorenzo was. Their until now targets were Irene. Irene obviously could not fight these strengthened soldiers. She He pinned his hopes on himself.

It’s also unclear whether this is for help or brought trouble to others, at least Irene succeeded, she temporarily survived.

“Seek for help?” Haibod was wary of Irene, “Anyway, let us control her first.”

Hybod doesn’t care about this. For him, all the disputes and contradictions originate from this damn woman in front of him. If it weren’t for her, Haibod would definitely let her die in a painful way. .

Lorenzo didn’t stop him, just watched it all with solemn eyes.

Hyboard temporarily tied Irene’s hand with a rope. In fact, think carefully about what power of action this woman is not at all at the moment. She was injured and lost too much blood.

“What about then?”

Hyboard asked, what he wished Lorenzo could say, he was actually the leader of this action.

“Go to sleep.” Lorenzo said.

“Sleep?”

Red Eagle also cast a questioning look.

“Otherwise?” Lorenzo asked rhetorically, “We are now on the White Tide Strait, trapped inside this cruise ship. This is an isolated island. No matter what plans and countermeasures we have, we need to go ashore to implement them, right? “

“Not to mention…”

Lorenzo’s words stopped suddenly, and after a short pause he continued.

“Not to mention, now my ‘clue’ is still in a coma, whether it’s torture or something else, it’s up to her to wake up.”

This can be regarded as an unexpected joy. Lorenzo unfathomable mystery has caught the key person in this work.

“I can’t sleep anymore, let me be alert for the surroundings.”

Hybod shook the head, took the weapon and went out.

“How about you?”

Lorenzo looked towards Red Eagle, Red Eagle thought for a while, then said hesitantly.

“Let me look at her, maybe the enemy is still on the boat waiting for a chance to kill her.”

Lorenzo turned his head and looked towards the other side.

“I…you don’t sleep, I’m sorry…I’ll go see Hercule?”

Eve thought about it and chose a job for himself.

“No, Hercule is not that fragile yet.”

Lorenzo said that he seems to have other arrangements for Eve.

He handed Nail sword and Winchester to Eve, and took Lorenzo’s weapon. Eve felt a little pressure. Logically speaking, Lorenzo never left his body.

“Don’t let anyone in.”

Lorenzo walked into his room inside, not knowing what to do.

“Also, no matter what you feel outside the door, don’t open the door and come in to disturb me.”

He has a serious expression, which makes Eve nervous.

“What are you going to do?” Eve asked.

“Go and meet a friend.”

Lorenzo thought for a while, still feeling truthful to answer.

The room was empty, with Lorenzo alone, and there was an ocean outside the window. Eve couldn’t understand what Lorenzo was talking about. Lorenzo didn’t give her time to ask questions, so he closed the door.

The room suddenly fell silent, only Irene moaned in pain from time to time, her forehead was very hot, and her brows were frowned, like she was having a nightmare.

Red Eagle sat in the corner without saying a word, holding a weapon in his arms, and the sound of Hayboard’s footsteps was heard outside the door.

No one would have imagined that the atmosphere changed so quickly. At this moment, Eve faintly felt that the journey of joy seemed to have turned into a trip to hell.

Under extreme depression, Hercule rolled over. It seemed that his head was not dizzy. He hugged the bedding tightly, like a rodent overwintering.

……

In the room, Lorenzo walked to the bed. Instead of going to bed, he knelt and sat on the floor with his hands lightly on his knees.

He closed his eyes tightly, thinking about it all, under the clear fragrance, Lorenzo felt like he connected it all together.

What are you going to do? Irene Ed Le.

You have been wanted by the Viking countries. You should hide. Why do you want to show up again? Why do you want to find yourself and entrust yourself to work?

Why did the Iron rule bureau come to chase you? Why did the choir also target you? Why?

Lorenzo is a little confused, and he doesn’t bother to think about it anymore. Compared to Irene or Ival, he now has a far more important job.

The army.

An army far beyond conventional forces.

There is also the masked man called Reverend.

Lorenzo clenched his fists involuntarily. In the end, the worst situation happened. The power of secret blood would be abused and bloody war would break out again.

Lorenzo is very aware of his limitations. He is very powerful and stronger than everyone else, but Lorenzo has only one person. He is not as omniscient and omnipotent as God. He can only protect the people around him, even saying… even The people around him cannot be protected.

One miserable fact after another proved all this to Lorenzo. After all, no matter how corrupted he is by secret blood, he always has a human part and a human inferiority.

No…

There was a faint light in the gap between the corners of the eyes, as if the billowing day was embedded inside the eye socket.

No, Lorenzo cannot end the war, but Lorenzo can prevent it from coming, it can prevent this crazy beginning.

Kill them, kill everyone in the choir.

Put Plague doctor to death on the cross, no matter who the person behind the mask is, use the Nail sword plated with Holy Silver to penetrate his heart.

Lorenzo has never been a benevolent person. On the contrary, under the surface of a bad person is the hidden, crazy essence.

He can acquiesce in the existence of many things, but the secret blood alone is the bottom line that he must not be overridden.

Use absolute military force to remove all obstacles.

Lorenzo closed his eyes, but the dark inside in front of him was slightly illuminated by rays of light, just like the starlight in the night sky, one after another dim light spots.

The secret blood awakened.

The weird sense of oppression spread out from under his body like a sea tide, one after another, the door and the wall, nothing can hinder its progress.

Everyone who approached Lorenzo noticed that feeling, an indescribable coldness, as if the cold water had flooded his body.

Red Eagle moved his gaze to the direction of the door, this feeling was too familiar to him.

Erosion.

Lorenzo raised his head and looked at the gorgeous night sky.

“So what are you looking for me for? Lorenzo, I don’t feel your erosion every time and respond to your call.” The woman asked.

Lorenzo unhurried to answer her, but instead looked at her with a serious face and asked.

“Watson, is Lawrence really dead?”