Ember Gun

  Chapter 282 Door

  Dense raindrops slapped on the windows, as if countless palms slapped people's minds.

  The fireplace has been lit in the room, and it is obviously spring, but the old rainy season once again brought people back to the cold winter night.

   Anthony is obviously not used to the weird weather of Old Dunling. Compared with it, Fei Lengcui is simply heaven.

  He frowned and read the telegram from Fei Lengcui with palpitation. There was not much content on it, but all came from the mysterious new pope. He was thousands of miles away and issued new instructions to Anthony.

  This not much content made him repeatedly check, for fear that he might have misunderstood something. After repeating it mechanically, he leaned on his back chair and sighed tiredly.

  "Do people who have been dead for so long have such a great energy?"

He was puzzled. The Medici Cardinal had been dead for several years. His inheritance and power had long been eaten up by the greedy people, but now that name is back, with death. Fishy.

The original plan was to recapture the "Apocalypse". For this reason, Anthony sent a large number of demon hunters to secretly infiltrate the old Dunling and infiltrate different departments with their specialties. But now all of this has been disrupted. On top of the chess game, Suddenly another mysterious opponent was killed.

  ""The Scabbard Treaty..."

Anthony recalled this. Although he had not been the new patriarch for a long time, he also read a lot of knowledge about the Demon Hunter, and he also browsed through the secret projects that were sealed, but he had never seen this. The project called "Sword and Sheath Treaty", in fact, the new pope is not clear about it.

  This project seems to have been deliberately forgotten, and it was only discovered in a certain corner today after so many years.

There is no record, just a few burned torn pages. There are many such projects. There are too many materials in the night of the Holy Promenade that were permanently destroyed in the fire, but it is different, because the executor of this project It's Lorenzo Medici.

Lorenzo Medici once dominated the entire Fei Leng Cui and held all the power. He also participated in many secret projects, but according to the date of the project, Lorenzo Medici had already lived in seclusion at that time. , No longer participate in all affairs of the Gospel Church.

But now the name appeared on the burnt pages. When the old man was living in seclusion, he was still planning something in secret, and those insiders died on the night of Holy Prophet... even he did. .

   Suddenly Anthony felt a weird cold, as if he had caught a glimpse of something strange, and the strange thing turned his eyes back.

  He couldn't help but breathe deeply, this feeling was like being corroded, the sharp cold pierced his mind, and for a moment there was a feeling of dying, like a toxin, spreading along his blood vessels to his whole body.

  Is the cause of Holy Night’s night really just because of Lawrence’s betrayal?

   Anthony suddenly realized the weirdness at this moment. The previous church's inference was only because this was the most reasonable one, but now there are new clues that have shaken the previous conclusion into a fine crack.

Perhaps the crisis of that night was not only caused by Lawrence, but also by someone assisting him. This was the real purpose of that night. Everything else was just a disguise for it, and this disguise was so perfect until so many years later. Today, I was slightly peeped into the corner.

  Anthony has no evidence to prove all of this, but he really felt that, the thing called intuition was indicating to him, maybe the cause of the night of the Holy Prophet was the project called the "Sword and Sheath Treaty".

   It seems that there was an unknown force trying to conceal its existence, so all the people related to it died that night, including Lorenzo Medici himself.

  A sudden knock on the door sounded, dispelling the bone-chilling coldness, and Anthony remained stunned until the knock on the door sounded several times before he shouted.

"come in."

   Immediately after the door was pushed open, Samuel walked in.

"What's up?"

  Anthony returned to his calm appearance, as always.

  "About Lorenzo Holmes." Samuel said.

Hearing this name, Anthony thought of a deep conspiracy. He once thought that the name was just a coincidence, but now it seems that Lorenzo Holmes is far from being as simple as he thought. Combined with him, he is a saint. The survivor of Imminent Night, carrying a false Holy Grail, must have something to do with the "Sword and Sheath Treaty".

  "Have you not found him yet?"

  Anthony looked like nothing happened, his voice still indifferent.

"no."

Samuel reported on the current situation. To be honest, they should have an urgent sense of crisis, but with the arrival of the rainy season in the old Dunling, everything seems to have slowed down. Because of this sudden situation, all plans have to Prepare again.

   "Our dark game, Moriarty has successfully affected Lorenzo's roommate... Everything went too smoothly." Samuel said.

   "Moriarty is an extremely uncontrollable guy, and he himself has that kind of weird talent."

  Samuel said with a bit of disgust. Although they are all demon hunters, Samuel is very wary of him, and even said that if he can, he wants to kill Moriarty directly.

  That trembling talent.

  The demon hunters in active service are all selected from the Templar knights, and only a few have been exceptionally improved because of their outstanding abilities. James Moriarty is one of them.

That uncontrollable chess piece, he sometimes brings you surprises, but more leads things to the bad side, but this does not conceal his excellent ability, but also because of these, he was selected as a dark chess. , Took the lead in sneaking into the old Dunling, he also lived up to expectations, relying on that strange power, even infiltrated the Black Mountain Hospital.

   "Even if he wants to influence a person, it takes a certain amount of time, but that Sieg... he is very strange, it seems that he has been eroded before, and he is easily affected."

  He was easily confused, easily suspicious.

   Samuel expressed his concern. To put it simply, Sieg’s mental resistance is very low, which is not what ordinary people should have at all.

   "Perhaps as you said, he suffered erosion before? After all, he is Lorenzo's roommate, more or less will encounter things related to demons." Anthony said.

In Lorenzo's situation, he himself is a huge source of pollution, but he has never leaked it, but the gravity with the darkness will involuntarily involve people around him in trouble... Anthony himself is also the same. All people with secret blood flowing on their bodies are like this, as if it were a curse.

   "Perhaps..." Samuel hesitated and lost that sharp spirit.

   "I'm just very upset."

  Samur said and looked out the window, the hazy rain curtain brought a deep chill.

  He has been living in Feilengcui since he was a child. This may be the first time he has come to another country. It is completely different from Feilengcui. It is advanced but cold, and the depressing atmosphere destroys everyone.

If he arrives as a tourist, Samuel may be more relaxed, but in fact he cannot be a tourist at all. He is a demon hunter. They come to Jiedunling to kill people. Whoever it is, it is cruel. , Bloody.

  At first, he still had the arrogance of a demon hunter. After all, after receiving that extraordinary power, few people could restrain the temptation of that power, and so did Samuel.

But they have arrived in Old Dunling for many days. There are no swords and shadows, and some are just constant negotiations and planning. At this time, Samuel felt that the so-called battle was so complicated. It was obvious that the enemy had not shown a weapon, but he still felt afraid. .

   "Is it uneasy in a foreign land? You have to learn to bear it, Samuel." Anthony said.

This is the old Dunling, the home of the cleansing mechanism. In fact, they have already walked on the wire from the moment Anthony stepped into the old Dunling. Once the cleansing mechanism chooses to go to war, they have no hope for these demon hunters. Can leave the old Dunling alive.

   "Courage, strength, skill and cunning."

   Anthony whispered, this is the rule of Bologna swordsmanship, but it involves not only swordsmanship, but also the swordsman himself.

  "Are you patient too? Father."

  Samuel asked, he didn’t know if people like priests would be upset.

  Anthony didn't speak, the coldness from Saint's Night still lingered in his mind.

  An unknown conspiracy enveloped everyone, every city, and every country.

  After a long time, he sighed and prayed.

   "I have given you the authority to trample on snakes and scorpions, and to overcome all the power of the enemy. Nothing can harm you."

  He said the prayers in the "Gospel", it seems that this indifferent man is like a priest at this moment.

   "Every one of us is patient. This is God's test of us."

  Anthony said something he didn't quite believe.

   "Wait for the order from the crown, he will dispel confusion and anxiety, and let us plunge into warmth."

  He was telling lies, and he was more worried about the mysterious "Sword and Sheath Treaty" than what he is now.

  Sacred Night is like a heavy spider web, after peeling off layer after layer, the original appearance of the abomination is finally seen.

   "Wait, all we have to do now is wait."

   Pressed **** his temples, and Anthony said tiredly.

  He was waiting, waiting for the order from Fei Lengcui, they could only stand here before the new pope gave the order.

  "So what happened on the night of the Holy Prophet?" He said in a voice that Samuel couldn't hear.

  Whether it is Lawrence or Lorenzo, everyone who has experienced that night played a different role in that night, and therefore they have different interpretations of what happened that night.

  Only by collecting the scattered and fragmented stories together, it seems that the truth of Saint's Night can be pieced together.

  What happened that night?

  ……

  The body is like a sharp knife, cutting through the heavy air, causing a howling wind, which roars and chases like thousands of beasts.

  This is a long free fall, Lorenzo opened his hands, like withered leaves, falling in this dark abyss.

  As he fell, the surrounding rock stairs looked like a pair of eyes, watching his death indifferently.

  All this is so long, so long that Lorenzo finally didn't even feel that he was falling, as if he was in the endless darkness, without any light at all.

  Until the long darkness ushered in a painful low hum.

"no surprise……"

Lorenzo fell to the hard ground, and there was a sharp pain all over his body, but he did not die, nor fell into a vague flesh and blood, but he felt unbearable pain, but the pain was painful, he just Laughed out loud.

   got up from the ground embarrassingly, he looked around, and the darkness was like mist, which obscured Lorenzo’s sight.

  It seems that this place is at the bottom of the abyss, the deepest place in Lorenzo's memory, he raised his head, unable to see the floating rock stairs, nor any light.

  If there is any hidden memory, then it must be here. This is a land that can't even be illuminated by light.

  He then looked forward, and then he saw it.

  It was a huge wall erected like tombstones. One after another, they stood silently in the darkness like a pitiful and weeping stone statue.

  Lorenzo felt a little weird, but as he progressed, he gradually saw those things clearly.

  It is not a stone monument or a stone statue, but three stone gates, and the first gate is carved with complicated patterns and reliefs.

  It was the angels who came from heaven. They fought and killed the burning demons, each with the same pity on their faces, as if they were crying for the dead on this battlefield.

  This sculpture is so vivid, it seems that these angels and demons are alive, but are sealed into the stone gate by unknown power.

  Then Lorenzo remembered that he had seen this door somewhere, and he remembered that in the holy Saint Nalo Cathedral, this was the door leading to the Temple of Silence.

  The gate of heaven.

  The next stone gate trembled violently, rubble and dust rose, and a small gap broke on the unshakable surface. It seemed to be waiting for someone to push it open, and light overflowed from the gap.

  Lorenzo looked at the only light in the darkness. Without hesitation, he strode forward, pressing his hands on the stone gate, and tried his best to push it away.

This is such a funny scene. It is impossible for a mortal to try to shake the huge thing, but then there is a cracking sound, the memory that has been stiff with the years begins to loosen and shatter, and the solidification on it The dust also fell off one by one.

  Lorenzo could hear, the hymn echoing in his ears, as the light shrouded, it became more and more high-pitched.

  In the tactful hymn, the radiance is like fire, and it burns more and more intensely.

  Lorenzo stretched out his hand, he was only one step away from the forgotten past.

  (End of this chapter)