Ember Gun

  Chapter 328 Snake

  The current situation is a bit subtle. There is a metal ceiling with rusty stains on the top of the head. The dim lights are lined up. At this moment, I am sitting on a chair similar to an electric shock chair.

Lorenzo's hands were imprisoned on the chair. Although this thing could not limit the power of the demon hunter, it was basically a decoration, but under the strong request of these medical staff, Lorenzo still reluctantly put it on, using them In other words, they knew this thing was useless, but Lorenzo put it on, at least it made these medical staff feel safe.

  So sometimes things like humans are really wonderful and useless, but as long as they can add a little sense of security, they can face these disturbing dangers.

   "Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, professional witcher, detective..."

  The nurse was standing in front of Lorenzo wearing a white coat. She lowered her head, her entire face was hidden by the documents she picked up, so Lorenzo couldn't see her clearly.

  She carefully read the information related to Lorenzo in the file, and Lorenzo was also within the current movable range, observing the woman.

  She is not very tall, and her body is protected by strict medical supplies. She is bloated like a fat penguin, with eye-catching patterns painted in the corners of her clothes.

  A sharp lancet pierced the gap between the left and right brains and penetrated the corpus callosum connecting the left and right brains. On the split left and right brains, the sulcus of the brain resembled a group of entangled snakes, which made people feel uneasy.

   "Do you... sci-fi guys like snakes so much?"

  Lorenzo couldn't help asking, the symbol of the pump of perpetual motion is the same, the infinite loop of ouroboros.

   "No... at least I don't like it. As for why, this is related to your evangelical church."

  The woman put down the file in her hand, looked at Lorenzo through the goggles with a somewhat sullen look, and then stretched out her hand.

   "Abigail Branlin, the current director of the Black Mountain Hospital, I will be responsible for your next experiment."

Lorenzo looked at her with weird eyes, as if he did not expect that the woman in front of him was the mysterious chief, and Abigail still looked depressed. Lorenzo shook hands, and then she put on the sterilized respirator hanging between her neck, and a deep breathing sound came from it.

  "The Gospel Church was once the overlord of the Western world. Under the protection of the Knights of the Templar, those missionaries spread your faith in every corner of the Western world."

  Abigail walked to the side and picked up the utensils, not knowing what she was going to do next.

   "So everyone was your believer at the beginning, but with your decline and the localization of your faith, everyone is playing with these as believers.

However, our first generation of Black Mountain Dean, and the technical director of Perpetual Pump. They were all rational defenders at first, but as their bodies age, they believe in gods again, and in the end they even become fanatics. believer. The Pump of Perpetual Motion and the Black Mountain Hospital were created in the frenzy of their later years. "

  Abigail walked over as he said, rolled Lorenzo's sleeves, and took the needle to take blood from his wrist.

  "It’s funny, right? The defenders of reason became servants of the gods. No one knows what happened to them. After all, they have been dead for a long time.

This part of the snake was decided when they studied theology. In the Gospel, the snake tempted humans and led to the expulsion of the gods. In the interpretation of many priests, they regarded the snake as the devil, the sinful desire in human beings because of it. Expelled from the wonderful paradise, but the two old men interpreted completely different meanings. "

"what?"

Lorenzo asked curiously, he had been a pastor in the gospel church for a period of time. He was familiar with those in the "Gospel", and he knew a lot of strange interpretations. He was a little curious to establish the founders of these institutions. How to interpret.

"They regard the paradise of human life as a cage, and the gods are the demons that imprison humans. The snakes regarded as the devil are the angels that bring hope. It brings the fruit called'rational'. From then on, humans will not Imprisoned by the illusion in the paradise."

Abigail's voice became rumbling after passing through the ventilator. Maybe she thought it was too slow to take blood. She directly took out a blood bag and hung it on the edge of the chair, perhaps also seeing Lorenzo's weird gaze. , This time she asked first.

   "The demon hunter's hematopoietic ability is relatively strong, you shouldn't be shocked easily?" Abigail sounded like asking, but she didn't wait for Loren's reply at all, and started directly.

  “So under the interpretation of those two old **** sticks, the snake is a symbol of wisdom here, forbidden wisdom, and wisdom cursed by God.”

   "It's funny, isn't it?"

   "Indeed, it's fun."

Lorenzo calmly replied that in many people's interpretations, Gods are sacred, but in the eyes of those who purify institutions, all this is reversed. Gods are evil, paradise is vain, and humans need rationality. Come to break free from ignorance, even if it will fall into earthly hell.

   "Ah... wait a minute."

Abigail stopped his work suddenly, unplugged the canister on the ventilator and replaced it with a new one. It stands to reason that this thing will last a long time at a time, but in Abigail’s view, Lorenzo seems to be Like some kind of giant virus, she can see the vigilance and disgust towards Lorenzo from her attire.

   "What kind of virus am I?"

   "Huh? Viruses? Viruses are non-cellular microorganisms. You are not such a big one."

  Abigail replied, Lorenzo could hear her answer very serious and serious, and could not help but make Lorenzo doubt whether she was really answering it seriously, or ridiculing herself.

   "Oh, is my body protected?"

  She probably reacted, and this reflection arc made Lorenzo somewhat doubt her professionalism.

  "According to Arthur's information, you are the last demon hunter of the old order, carrying a stable blood secret and false Holy Grail in your body. According to our estimation, your current potential threat is extremely high.

  As for why you did it. You have to know that the erosion of demons can actually be regarded as a kind of ‘memetic pollution’. "

   Abigail explained.

  “The erosion of demons can be passed on and remains, just like those books or paintings that record the knowledge of demons, it will influence rational creatures through different media.

What I did was to isolate you as much as possible so as not to be affected by you. After all, as Arthur’s material said, the erosion of the pseudo-Holy Grail seems to be unable to be detected by the Geiger counter. You must know that humans can step forward with demons. The first step in the confrontation is to use Geiger counters to know their existence. "

   "Then how do you test me?"

   Lorenzo asked that the Protestant Group has not yet participated in the test of himself, but Lorenzo believes that they will not be so happy, there must be something waiting for him.

  "This will have to wait for Merlin to come. Because of your particularity, this time the research on you was carried out by the Pump of Perpetual Motion and the Black Mountain Hospital. However, I am the main person in charge, and the Pump of Perpetual Motion is only responsible for assisting."

Picking up the extracted blood bag, Abigail did not stop Lorenzo from bleeding. Looking at the pinhole wound, almost within a few seconds after she took out the needle, the wound quickly stopped bleeding, and the blood was wiped away. There was no wound under the skin. trace.

   "Wow, the little poor next door must be envious of you."

  Abigail mumbled something, but Lorenzo could not hear clearly because of the presence of the ventilator, so he could only feel a restless machine turning around by his side.

  "Wait for me here, I'm going to do a little experiment."

  "Aren't you afraid of me running away?"

   Lorenzo asked, there were only a few medical staff assisting Abigail in the room at the moment, not a single guard, and the only weapon that could be used to kill was the fragile lancet.

   Judging from the plot that Lorenzo expected, when Abigail experimented with himself, he had to have a few fully armed original sin armor guards on the sidelines, but now the defense here is almost the same.

   "No, Arthur said, this is a...trust relationship? The cleansing agency is not willing to abandon you, otherwise the Protestant group will hold the knife. We are all maintaining the fragile trust."

  Abigail opened the door as she said. She didn't go far. The place where she wanted to experiment was next door. Pushing open the door of the neighboring room, Arthur and Ovis had already been waiting here.

   "He seems to be cooperating," Abigail said to Arthur, "If you want to monitor him, why not use that supervisory room? Instead, I need to run errands to pass the news."

   "Because the demon hunter is far more sensitive than you think, he will be aware of this, and this will only make him feel uneasy."

   Arthur's expression is deep, his emotions are far more depressed than the surface.

"I think I know Lorenzo better, he wouldn't catch it like that..." He said and laughed. "What is the Protestant group planning, secretly contacted the queen to put pressure on me, but Lorenzo Isn't it? He is not a safe fellow, he is also planning something."

"what?"

  "I think it should be revenge. He is an angry guy. He doesn't even care about killing Lawrence. Now that the Protestant group has angered him, no one knows what will happen next."

This is what makes Arthur feel uneasy. The Protestant League is the same as him. It is controlled by a higher chess player. The purpose of the chess player is their purpose, and these purposes are also easy to speculate. In the end, it is For profit only.

  But Lorenzo is different. He is a stranger caught between the two. Benefits cannot seduce him, so no one can guess what actions he will take.

   "But will the Protestant group be true? Use secret blood?"

  Arthur looked at the bag of Lorenzo's blood that Abigail was carrying. The scarlet liquid exuded an unknown breath.

"Who knows? If it succeeds, this will solve the curse that has plagued the royal family for many years. If it fails..." Abigail looked at the weak Orviz, under the ventilator, the sound was still a mechanical roar, "It's just that. It's just an insignificant person to die."

   "Don't be angry, Ovis, you know she is like this." Arthur comforted Ovis, and Ovis paid no attention to this.

   "Then what do you do next? Do you want to refine the blood?" Ovis asked.

"unnecessary."

"unnecessary?"

"Yes, the secret blood originated from demons. Although I don't know how the Gospel Church did it, they succeeded in usurping those extraordinary powers from demons and stabilizing these highly memetic and corrosive blood. The earth exists in the body of the demon hunter."

  Abigail drew out some blood, facing the light, the blood was crystal clear like a gem.

"This is far beyond what we can do with the current technology. Just like the Ranger plan, we tried to reproduce their secret blood. After trying, we realized the difference between us and the Gospel Church in this regard. What a big gap in technology.

  Lorenzo himself is the most perfect container. In all these years, he has domesticated the secret blood and softened the violent blood...Of course, it was in the case of a low level of awakening. "

  "Are you going to inject directly into my body?" Ovis asked. He didn't care about the experiment. If he succeeded, he would live longer. If he failed, he would just advance the doomed ending.

   "If you inject directly, you may become a demon, and with the existence of secret blood, you will become a more terrifying demon." Arthur said.

   "It's okay, isn't that witcher next door? I think he can fight."

  It is obviously a life-and-death experiment, but Abigail's demeanor is not easy, maybe she has never been serious, or this is her normal state.

"But don't worry, Ovis, you are not an insignificant person. After all, there are not many opportunities to experiment directly with members of the royal family. If you accidentally die, we can't apply for another one from the queen. You say yes. ?"

  Abigail rubbed Ovis' head again with a grin, then his tone changed.

   "But, be happy, if you succeed, you will be the first person in Victoria's family to get rid of the curse of the king."

  Oviz closed his eyes, ready to accept all this, but nothing happened in the long darkness. He opened his eyes and saw that Abigail was injecting a white mouse.

  "Don’t be nervous, it’s too extravagant to experiment directly on you, after all, you are not as healthy as before."

Ovis didn’t say anything, but looked at the mouse in the glass cabinet with Arthur. Abigail first injected Ovis’ blood into the mouse’s body, and soon became white. The villi are covered with blood, and small wounds are difficult to heal from this moment.

  No, more than that. After not undergoing medical treatment, the tiny wound began to wither and degenerate, as if Ovis' flesh and blood were some kind of highly poisonous.

  The curse of the king's blood.

   "Then it will be the Victoria's King's blood that is weird, or the secret blood is more powerful."

  Abigail said that he injected Lorenzo's blood into the mouse's body, and at the same time Arthur also picked up the pistol and pointed the muzzle at the mouse behind the glass cabinet.

  The eyes of the beast stared at the three of them, and the boiling flesh and blood burned and surged in the body.

  　1, graduated, it's time to have more codewords, please subscribe more.

2. Leng Zhi (probably called Leng Zhi) Wang Zhou's prototype is hemophilia. In the Victorian period, Queen Victoria was a hemophiliac, and then she gave birth to many children, and these children and many families The marriage led to the rapid spread of hemophilia among European royal families.

  (End of this chapter)