Ember Gun

  Chapter 360 Betrayal

  The whole world is like a chaotic nightmare, as if there is a sea dumped on the sky, baptizing everyone on the earth with lightning and thunder.

Lancelot in the armor of original sin raised his head slightly, and thunder reflected the figure of the epidemic doctor into a dark silhouette, but the blood of the Holy Grail in his hand released a seductive blood red, like a flowing ruby.

   "Have you thought about it? My child."

  The epidemic doctor asked again, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, he looked calm.

For him at this moment, the Lancelot in front of him is very attractive. He can't wait to study the secrets in him. If he can, he will soak the dead Lancelot in formalin and become him. One of the precious specimens.

  Lancelot was silent, and for a moment, his angry thoughts froze in front of the "miracle" given by the epidemic doctor.

  He knows very well that even if he survives, he will still become an experiment, in order to save the royal family, break the curse, and sacrifice his ridiculous rest of his life.

Even so, Lancelot didn’t hold any hope for all of this. He didn’t even think that this vicious curse would be rid of so easily. As a member of the royal family, he knew a lot of things that Arthur didn’t know, just like the king. The study of curse.

From the mouths of those old guys, he had heard that this is not the first time that the study of Wang Shu has been carried out. Every Queen Victoria tried to work hard, but after so many years, Wang Shu still exists, and they The corpses were piled up into hills.

  This is a hopeless road.

  So believe in the epidemic doctor? This enemy, the evil monster, is the culprit of all this sorrow.

  Perhaps...is there any hope?

  Demons, the source of all weird and evil in this world, but in the same way, humans have also obtained miraculous powers that mortals can't imagine from these abominable guys.

  Original sin armor, secret blood, alchemy... these "miracles" that transcend mortals are closely related to the deepest darkness.

  Maybe... Maybe King Curse also originated from demons?

  As if a terrifying collapse sounded in his mind, Lanlost felt that he was vaguely peeping at something.

  Yes, everything in this world is reasonable. Except for demons, they seem to appear out of thin air and suddenly joined the evil in this world. All the extraordinary powers seem to be related to them.

  In this case, do you want to accept the blood of this mysterious Holy Grail? Lancelot had seen that brief experiment with his own eyes. Abigail used his own blood and Lorenzo's blood to inject into the body of the mouse. The curse of the king was easily covered, and under the blessing of the secret blood, The white mouse has almost weird vitality.

  This thing can indeed heal the curse of the king, the only thing you have to think about is whether you can maintain your sense under the erosion of the secret blood.

  The evil voice kept thinking back in his mind, and his thoughts were completely occupied by all of this for a while, until there was cold rain flowing on his face through the noodle frame.

Feeling the bone-chilling cold, Lancelot's heart trembled. He suddenly realized his horror, and he hesitated in the face of this question. What he should do is directly mention the long sword and kill the Epidemic Doctor, but not here. Consider here the "miracle" he gave.

  But...but...

how should I do it? Lancelot, die just like this for your honor, or fall into the darkness for the freedom you have been pursuing?

In a daze, Lancelot saw the green fields. The boy ran freely and without any worries. He didn’t need to worry about the pressure of his body, nor did he need to worry about bleeding after falling. He was not bound by any curse. Like an ordinary person, he can print his footprints in every corner of the world.

  That is really a good wish, but to sacrifice one's soul for this wish, is the price too high?

  Under this rain curtain, everything fell into a long silence, and the silence seemed to condense into eternity.

   "Are you really...willing to give your all for this?"

   Suddenly, the epidemic doctor asked, his eyes behind the lens were looking at Lancelot, as if he knew why Lancelot was sad.

"In the final analysis, what can your death do for this world? You must know that for so many years, people who have died to fight against demons are enough to fill the valley, even if there is one less you, or one more you, this What can be changed?"

  He lifted the entire faceplate, making Lancelot completely exposed to his eyes. He looked at the child's face, and the somewhat sluggish eyes were filled with doubts and confusion.

"This is the torrent of the times. Under the torrent of this era, individuals are like fragile tender grass. They will only be rolled up mercilessly and rushed towards the trough with those torrents. You can't change all of this. There is nothing you can do. Why is that? Don't be selfish?"

  "Be selfish..."

   "Yeah, be selfish, you are so young, and you have worked for so long to clean up the government... Are they considered child labor?"

  The Epidemic Doctor laughed, with a twisted weird voice.

"Think about Lancelot, there are so many beautiful things in this world that you have never seen before, power, wealth, the new world... even an unforgettable relationship, there are many things in the world worthy of you. Selfish, isn't it?"

  Lancelot's eyes widened, and his pupils were covered with fine bloodshot eyes. I don't know if it was sweat or rain. They ran across his eyes and his vision was blurred.

  Serious blood loss and erosion interfered with his judgment, and his once firm will began to become fragile. As the epidemic doctor told him, more and more pictures appeared before his eyes.

I don’t know when, there is only a wheelchair left in Lancelot’s world. He is imprisoned in that ridiculous chair. No matter what he does, he needs someone to accompany him. Although he is a knight commander, he bears the surname of Victoria. , But as the epidemic doctor said, he had too few things.

  I was imprisoned because of Wang Zhou. I have never been to the far place of my dreams, nor have I seen the beauty that people tell, let alone any unforgettable love affair.

  Yes, the epidemic doctor is right. The world is too cruel to oneself, why not choose an easy way? As long as you accept this forbidden miracle, you can survive and get rid of that **** wheelchair like ordinary people...

  I really want to...I really want to stand on another continent and see things I have never seen before...

  Lancelot raised his head and looked at the epidemic doctor, as long as he said that, as long as he prayed to the devil for a miracle.

   "Ovis!"

  Someone was calling his name, and the sharp lancet smashed in front of the epidemic doctor through the rain curtain. Eve had tried his best to aim at the epidemic doctor’s head, but because of the interference of the strong wind, it still shifted a lot.

  The large lifting platform has reached the surface, and the survivors are here. Looking at them, Lanlost's heart suddenly twitched, and his consciousness became a little clearer again.

"Do not."

He roared and tried to move, but only then did he realize his misery. Lancelot no longer had the strength to drive the armor of Original Sin. His face was pale, and the Geiger counter had already turned red, emitting high frequencies. Scream.

   "Oh? I thought you would accept all this?"

  The epidemic doctor said with interest, he lowered his body, and Lancelot's pale face was reflected in his lenses.

  This is really interesting. Just like human observation experiments, it has been more than the study of Wang Shu. The epidemic doctor wants to know whether the human will is reliable, and whether the proud knight will lower his head in the face of survival.

  "Or, you don’t want to accept all this in front of them? This is a good solution. I can help you kill them so that no one knows that Lancelot has betrayed the cleansing mechanism."

  The epidemic doctor seemed to see Lancelot's thoughts clearly, and when he spoke, he moved, picked up the crooked lancet, and cut his wrist directly.

  The scarlet blood slid down the original sin armor and melted into the ground full of water. This blood seemed to have magical power, and the sweet taste attracted the demons. In the rain curtain that finally calmed down, the roar of the demons once again sounded.

   "No, no, no!"

Lancelot was hysterical and his pupils were bloodshot. He tried to stop all of this, but at the moment the armor he trusted the most did not move anymore. The steam engine had stopped for some time, and sharp scales pierced into it along the gap. , The madly growing flesh and blood of the demon has already entangled the core heavily.

  I don't know if it was tears or rain, Lancelot felt the cold liquid across his cheeks, and the angry roar finally turned into a low wailing.

He hammered it weakly until he pulled the valve, and the entire armor split a gap, hot white gas gushing out of it, and then as if dead, the tall armor fell down and threw Lancelot. After spit it out, his body was covered with blood and flesh and blood, like chains, connecting him to the armor.

  The black shadow enveloped him, and the epidemic doctor looked at him high, the powerful knight finally turned into such a ridiculous appearance, everything he insisted on was crushed into powder and scattered on the ground.

The epidemic doctor put the syringe containing the blood of the Holy Grail in the water pool in front of him, and let him make the final decision. At the same time, the remaining demons approached here. Although there are only a few of them, they For these exhausted survivors, this is also extremely stressful.

  ……

   "Ovis..."

  Eve looked at the fallen armor. She couldn't hear what they were talking due to the sound of wind and rain, but Judging from the current situation, Ovis had lost his combat effectiveness.

   "So Lancelot is called Ovis? Or a child?"

   Kestrel couldn't help but yelled, and at the same time he waved a folding knife and chopped over the approaching monster.

  The state of Kestrel is now very cool, like an overloaded machine, full of power, but on the verge of collapse.

   "It's incredible..."

  Kestrel sighed, and the backhand folding knife cut off the arm of a demon again.

  Eve looked at the Kestrel on the side with some doubts. Just now under the dome, this guy hadn't exploded with such combat power, but now it was like a strange awakening, with full firepower.

   "So were you saving your strength just now?"

  This obviously unreliable guy is actually saving strength? Eve didn't believe it very much.

   "To be precise, it is a surging desire to survive!"

  Kestrel screamed.

"The situation was so bad just now. I thought I would die if I died. I can't change the situation anyway. But who would have thought to survive? I finally got out of hell! I finally got alive! The result is again. The demon is out!"

  Kestal tried to get close to Lancelot while slashing, while he shouted.

   "So I found that I was still very afraid of death! I have seen the colorful flowers in this world, even for those messy colorful flowers, I have to live!"

  The folding knife slashed wildly. The Kestrel looked like a **** of war for a while. Eve didn't know how to describe this guy. There was no lofty ideal. The only reasons that supported him so far were nonsense.

   "So hold on! Lancelot! The commander is coming to rescue you!"

  Kestrel said that it was moving in the direction of Lancelot. The survivors behind him were protected by robins and others. Although everyone was tired, it was still possible to survive temporarily under the attack of the monster.

  He had already anticipated the next scene, first cut down the weird epidemic doctor, and then rescued Lancelot. As for what to do in the future, the Kestrel hadn't figured out yet.

  Of course, Kestrel is also a mortal, an ordinary person, he is still very afraid of death, but he is now a commander appointed by Arthur.

  So sometimes the job title can really give people a lot of motivation, but it is more of the Kestrel’s own requirements.

  Lancelot, a child is so desperate to survive for everyone, how can he let death come!

  Chopped over another monster again, the Kestrel’s pace stopped, his hands were in the cold and fighting, and the touch had gradually faded. He tore off his belt and tightly entangled his hand with the jackknife.

   "Is he trying to save you?"

  The epidemic doctor looked at the Kestrel who was trying to get close here, the mortal figure was so small under the heavy rain.

   "It's just a fool."

  Lancelot whispered, the epidemic doctor looked at him and saw him kneeling in the stagnant water, holding the blood of the Holy Grail with both hands.

Under the mask of the bird's beak, maybe because of excitement, that face has been twisted into a ball.

   "This is really a good human observation. He wants to save you, but he doesn't know that you are going to betray them all."

  The epidemic doctor gave out a distorted smile. To be honest, this feeling of dragging people into despair is really good, just like some kind of evil taste that makes people happy.

  Lancelot was silent and replied with action. He wiped his arm without hesitation. Like a cold machine, he pierced the needle under the skin.

The epidemic doctor was extremely satisfied. He once again proved his point that the so-called humans are just creatures full of inferiority. As long as their anger dissipates and recognizes the cruel status quo, noble people will do it. Make the most despicable decision.

  So humanity needs an evolution, a great evolution, to get rid of all kinds of despicable nature, and sublimate to a better existence.

   turned his gaze to Kestrel, his hands were wrapped in his clothes, and he tied the jackknife tightly in his hands. He was already out of breath, but he still looked like an evil spirit.

  The epidemic doctor walked towards the Kestrel, and it was time to end the battle here. Although it is not clear where Lorenzo Medici escaped, for the epidemic doctor, this operation still gained a lot.

  The distance between the two people gradually shortened, and the Kestrel ran hard and charged towards the dead place.

  The more angry he is, the happier the epidemic doctor is. He wants to know what his expression will be when the Kestrel sees Lancelot who he wants to save stands on the opposite side?

  Thinking about this, another running sound resounded under the rain curtain. It seemed that it hadn’t been a long time since he ran with all his strength, and his pace stumbled.

  The pale palms firmly grasped the epidemic doctor’s mask from behind, and then the lancet pierced the epidemic doctor’s throat.

   "Good job! Lancelot!"

  Kestrel roared, doubled his swords, and pierced directly into the epidemiologist's chest. Then he was like a crazy butcher, slashing with double swords in a series, stirring up blood and flesh.

With great momentum, they overwhelmed the evil Epidemic Doctors by a few minutes, but they were still mortals after all. Monster-like power rose, and Epidemic Doctors reached out and grabbed the falling jackknife. No matter how hard the Kestrel tried, As if cut into an iron block, the folding knife didn't move.

  Then the Kestrel was directly picked up by the epidemic doctor and flew out. He tumbled on the ground several times, fell into the stagnant water, no sound, and around him, blood-thirsty monsters looked at him one after another.

   "So you want to prove something! Lancelot? And who are you going to prove?"

  The Epidemic Doctor turned to Lancelot. He had little melee ability with King Curse. The sneak attack just now was all he could do.

  Take out the lancet that pierced the throat. The epidemic doctor threw Lancelot to the ground forcefully. There was no blood to vomit. He curled up and retched.

  The terrifying wound is healing quickly, and at the same time, the epidemic doctor's body is slightly distorted, it seems that under this clothes, there is something weird slowly squirming.

  "Are you angry? Epidemic doctor, you are aloof and treat us as ridiculous little guinea pigs, but the little guinea pig did not follow your thoughts, but bit you back."

  Lancelot's voice was weak, he tried to laugh out the kind of hearty laugh after victory, but he had no strength.

   "I know that the guys in the pump of perpetual motion are that instead of scolding them, the experiment will not be carried out according to his expectations, and they will be angry. You are like this, right?"

The epidemic doctor did not speak. He lifted Lancelot's head and held him high. The boy's eyes were already loose. He was about to fall asleep deeply, but the Lancet cut open his eyelids. He had to look forward.

   is the Kestrel, he is falling into the stagnant water in a ridiculous posture, surrounded by monsters that are constantly approaching.

At this moment, there is no need for any dialogue between the two. The epidemic doctor wants to completely defeat Lancelot and let him watch the kestrel being eaten by demons. As they often say, the food is everywhere. The internal organs and bones shattered to the ground.

But at this time Lancelot laughed. No one knew what he was thinking, and he didn't even need to have any **** mental descriptions. He clenched his fist for the last time, and the broken glass pierced the palm of his hand. At the same time, scarlet blood dripped.

   "I am... Lancelot."

  He whispered softly.

  The epidemic doctor smelled it, and all the demons also smelled it, the hot blood, the boiling blood, and the miraculous blood.

  The demons who were trying to attack the survivors and preparing to eat the Kestrel stopped to move, and then the abominable heads looked in the direction of the epidemic doctor.

  Blood of the Holy Grail.

  Under the extreme desire, the demons suppressed the instinctive commotion. They came toward Lancelot like a pack of wolves, just to lick the liquid miracle.

The situation was reversed instantaneously, and the epidemic doctor was surrounded by many demons. They wielded their fangs and claws, like a wave of death, but this was not enough to kill the powerful epidemic doctor, even to force him back. .

  Therefore, a hot trajectory bursts and burns from the end of the rain curtain, as if the dragon in the myth has appeared, pouring an angry dragon's breath toward sin.

The fire light illuminates Lancelot’s face, and also illuminates the dim heart. He finally betrayed, but instead of betraying his position as a person, he betrayed his desire and completely obliterated what he had always longed for. Lose.

  For some reason, he suddenly remembered Merlin, the alchemist had taken care of himself for a long time, and he also told himself a lot of his life insights, such as the cliff of reason.

  At the time, he just thought these words were peculiar neuropathic speeches of alchemists, but Lanlost understood them somewhat now.

  Lanlost, longing for freedom, stood on the cliff of reason and jumped.

  ……

  The scorching fire stream instantly evaporates the cold rain water, the heat wave is suffocating, and the epidemic doctor is completely covered by this column of fire stream, and the air is filled with the smell of scorching.

  Heavy footsteps sounded, and his hideous figure gradually appeared under the heavy rain, and his broken figure was reflected in the stagnant water.

The sound of the man’s steady breathing came from the channel. He dropped the half-melted armor and firecrackers, took out a new one from the weapon rack behind him, and dragged a huge body in his other hand. The monster, like a shield with a strange shape, was held in front of him.

The rain hit the iron armor on the corpse. This is also a monster alienated by Medanzo Demon Hunter, but at this moment it is dead, the entire abdomen is melted by the high temperature, the internal organs are completely scorched, and there is only a small amount of flesh and blood that has not yet died. , Still wriggling slowly.

   "Epidemic doctor."

  Gawain’s voice was emotionless, the rising heat overflowed from the cracks in the steel, and behind him, more similarly hideous figures appeared under the rain curtain.

  The line of defense against monsters has never been defeated. On the contrary, Gawain wiped out all the monsters in the mild area, even if the enemy had such a tricky thing covered with iron armor.

All of this is not a problem for Gawain. He directly thrust the armor flame into the wound of the demon, allowing it to eat his body. If he can't kill him with one shot, he fires the second and third shots until then. The blazing high temperature completely burned the internal organs of the demon, and he lifted up the body of the demon, using the iron armor as a strong shield to fight in the tide of the demon.

  The heavy rain washed the blood-stained armor, and the silent Gawain moved on.

In the endless fire, the figure of the epidemic doctor also appeared. This deadly temperature failed to kill him, but it scorched his clothes a lot. There were loopholes in many places, and there were weird things underneath. The flesh and blood were creeping slowly.

  The original sin armor began to rush forward. Although broken, they still have the power to fight.

The iron-forged sword tore through all the obstacles and cut off the undead monsters together. In the blood flying, the figure of the epidemic doctor knocked out. He tried to stand up, but half of his body was slashed. Split, twisted internal organs and deformed bones were completely exposed.

   "It's really endless..."

  The epidemic doctor looked at those figures, and finally couldn't help laughing.

  Humans are really a peculiar species. Epidemic doctors think that their research is comprehensive enough, but they can always bring interesting surprises.

  Obviously such a weak body and will, but always pretends to look like a ghost.

The flesh and blood began to multiply, and even with such a severe injury, it still failed to kill the epidemic doctor, but the same, the epidemic doctor ended here. The wall-like armor of original sin protected the survivors, and the battle continued, only to wait. Come more reinforcements.

   "Lancelot...Lancelot..."

  The epidemic doctor whispered the name repeatedly. After the extreme anger passed, he was suddenly relieved, and greater joy came to his heart. He tried to find notes to record his feelings, but those things were burned out by the fire.

  Humans are really interesting...

   "Come on, human."

  The epidemic doctor thought for a while, whispered, and left without looking back.

   didn't care about the attacks that fell. There were incendiary pellets that penetrated his chest, and sharp fragments cut into his body, but they couldn't kill him. In the end, Gao Wen raised his hand to stop the attack.

As a knight commander who has been hunting epidemic doctors for a long time, he can feel that the epidemic doctors have not given up, he just feels that it is not interesting, just like he had dealt with the incidents caused by the epidemic doctors before, he could obviously cause more large-scale disasters. , But when he realized that the research could not go further, he would give up.

   But more importantly, no one knows what kind of power the epidemic doctor has. After all, this almost immortal body is enough to be frightening.

   "Is he Lancelot?"

  The original sin armor turned around, and Gawain saw the thin figure in the corpse in one place.

  He was also a little surprised. He never thought that the person under the armor would be such a person. He also regretted that he did not expect that the first meeting with his own eyes would end in this way.

In the scarlet stagnant water, Lancelot lay on the green grass, looking at the cloudless clear sky.

  The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the wind is like a song.

  (End of this chapter)