Ember Gun

  Chapter 160 Massacre

   is still the lonely promenade, but unlike before, it is no longer the almost endless distortion, nor the weird hound, everything is normal, only the awake person has become different.

   "Lorenzo! Lorenzo!"

  Seleu kept shouting, but the Demon Hunter didn't respond.

  After taking Seleu out of the room, the demon hunter passed out without running a few steps...It seemed that his cigarette was not very refreshing.

  What the hell, when the worst happened, this guy fell down instead.

Seleuc was barely able to get up from under Lorenzo, Florence's potion was still working, and now she felt like all her perceptions had been magnified, she could see things in the dark clearly, and could hear them. With a smaller voice, even his thinking was not affected by fear, and he became very sensible.

But this increase brought a heavy burden. She could see the details of many things, small voices sounded like thunder in her ears, and her thoughts could not stop rushing, as if there were countless people in her mind. Whispered.

  After the senses were enhanced, the information Seleu received exploded. Without a specialized will, it would be difficult to withstand the impact, and she persisted in her efforts.

  The will is like a boat in the dark ocean, it can hold on for a while under a heavy wave, but maybe it will sink in the next second.

   "Wake up!"

  She dragged Lorenzo laboriously, although she did not know where the enemy was, but Seleu knew very well that the mansion was very dangerous now.

   Pulling Lorenzo's arm with all his strength, Seleuc realized that the demon hunter was extremely heavy, and his weight was completely out of proportion to his size.

  This is because of the silver-binding bolt in the body, that thing protects the demon hunter like a built-in metal skeleton, which is both an umbrella and a cage.

  This is really an unspeakable sense of powerlessness, and Seleu can't do anything.

  She felt so helpless, just like when she was in Galluna many years ago, but Lorenzo would come to rescue her then, but now? Who will save her?

  There is a sound.

  Someone seems to be coming, and the sound of footsteps echoes on the stairs.

  Seleu became vigilant, and she dragged Lorenzo into the corner hard, and then picked up the Winchester.

  She is familiar with this gun. In order to appease the girl during the escape journey, Lorenzo told her many strange stories, including the verses on the gun.

  Lorenzo said this is a poem of courage, a poem that curses death.

   "Don't walk gently into that good night."

   Seleuc chanted, as if reciting this poem could really bring her courage.

  Finger on the trigger, she tried to breathe without making a sound, and fresh oxygen was poured into her lungs, like the coolant of a steam engine, cooling the machine on the verge of collapse.

  She gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.

  It was Lorenzo who rescued himself a long time ago, but now he is saved by himself.

   "The violent person will catch and sing the soaring sun."

  Like a devout believer, praying to the gods at the last moment.

  Ke Seleu has no **** to pray, she can only pray to herself, pray for the courage that can tear the darkness.

  She whispered again.

   "Even in the old age, it should burn and roar at the end of the day."

  Seleu is no longer the beggar trembling in the cold wind, she is Stuart’s Duchess, Seleu Stuart.

  It's time to prove yourself.

The sound of footsteps was like a slowly coming death. It was about to come. Just around the corner, Seleu squeezed Winchester and was about to rush out, but suddenly a big hand hugged her up and grabbed her. Got the gun in her hand, and then threw her behind him.

  Lorenzo got up from the ground. He returned from the chaotic [Gap]. The Demon Hunter picked up the knight sword and Winchester, and stood in front of Seleu.

  He went on to recite Seleu’s verses.

   "Furious, furious!"

  With one chant, Winchester burst into a louder voice. The bullet directly pierced the wall and hit the target behind the corner through the wooden board.

  This reminds Lorenzo of the days when he was in the Demon Hunting Order, when he was like that, singing the gods while sending the demons one after another to hell.

   "Angrily rebuke, rebuke the fading of light."

  Winchester emptied the ammunition, Lorenzo pulled the guard ring, and he said in the light of the load.

   "Follow me."

  All this is familiar, just like Lorenzo did when he first met Seleu.

  Follow me.

  Seleu was startled first, then nodded vigorously.

  ……

  The enemy is not a monster. They are people one after another. They are walking in the dark with their weapons, but obviously they didn't expect to encounter a demon hunter like Lorenzo.

  Lorenzo frowned, the incident was more complicated than he thought, not only the existence of demons, but also the addition of other humans.

  Across the corpse, the following intruders also appeared at the top of the stairs. They fired directly at Lorenzo, squeezed the trigger, and poured firepower at the Demon Hunter.

  The densely packed ammunition formed a large net of death. Once Lorenzo dodges in this corridor, Seleuc will be exposed behind him.

  The invader smiled triumphantly, in their opinion Lorenzo was dead.

  In the darkness, a blazing firework rose, and then the pouring ammunition hit a certain metal substance, splashing constant sparks.

  It was the horror in the depths of the dream. The pitch-black armor covered Lorenzo's body, and the twisted scale armor wrapped him like tangled thorns, helping Lorenzo withstand all the gunshots.

  Rather than waiting for the invaders to react, Lorenzo approached quickly and then swung his knight sword.

It's not a well-forged sword, it's just a jewelry to symbolize identity, but in the hands of the demon hunter, it will be the deadly death sickle. The secret blood strengthens the demon hunter's body, and the muscles are tight. Power is exerted on the blade.

   Hit, cut down.

The intruder screamed, and the knight sword directly cut off his entire arm. It stands to reason that the sharpness of the knight sword basically cuts the constantly strong bones. It is not so much cut off, it is better to be under the mighty power of the demon hunter. Was abruptly cut off.

   Stay sane, stay angry.

Under the protection of    armor, the situation became a unilateral massacre.

  Lorenzo has no room to escape indoors, and the same intruders have no room to escape.

  The blade slashed directly on the invader's head, cutting off most of the head without the slightest obstruction, and the corpse fell weakly, revealing the companions behind him.

   "Damn! Fire! Fire!"

  Someone yelled, under the command, dozens of kilograms of ammunition flew away, but this left a shallow trace on the armor at most. The bullet was turned back by the inclined armor, and some ricochet hits themselves instead.

  Simply waving, easily tearing one body after another, this is not an efficient way to kill the enemy, but it is enough to leave a huge trauma on the body.

  Spread fear, this is what Lorenzo wants to do.

  Fear is an international language.

  Like a walking meat grinder, the knight's sword cuts off the limbs easily, blood and meat fly up, the invaders screamed, they have never faced such an enemy.

  At first, some people tried to open fire to stop Lorenzo, but then the morale collapsed, and under extreme fear, they began to flee.

  Until in the end, it was like the vent of a demon hunter, he was pouring out his anger, he had no mercy, and his sword swept away one life after another, and there was no sound anymore.

  The blood-stained hall was full of corpses and slashed sword marks. The dark knights stood in front of the few survivors, and their blood-stained sword blades reflected their horrified and distorted faces.

   "I think we can talk about it, right."

  The voice of the demon hunter is calm and emotionless, like a deadly death.

  (End of this chapter)