Ember Gun

  Chapter 406 Mask

   Witnessed by the stars, the surging cold wind engulfed the snow dust, gently scratching Lorenzo's cheek.

   "Is Lawrence really dead?"

  Lorenzo questioned, and he was also questioning himself.

   Watson was silent for a long time, she leaned back in her chair, not eager to answer Lorenzo's words.

   "I haven't been back here for a long time... I thought you would not let me enter your [gap]." Watson said.

   "Why do you think so?"

   Lorenzo asked, since he retrieved the memory, almost all the secrets between him and Watson had been found out.

   "Because you in [Gap] are very fragile, if I kill you here, I can control everything about you. You will turn this place into the strongest fortress, Lorenzo." Watson was alert to him.

  "You can't fall yet, the "Sword and Sheath Treaty" is still being implemented, and the golden age has not yet arrived."

  "Sword and Sheath Treaty".

  Lorenzo whispered the word.

  Sometimes he felt that he already knew everything, and sometimes he felt that Watson was still hiding something from him.

   But these are not important now, just at this time, Watson continued.

   "Compared to those, aren't you curious where I went after I was separated?"

   "Curious, but would you say it?" Lorenzo asked rhetorically.

Watson is similar to herself, but different. She also possesses the power named Gabriel, but she is far stronger than Lorenzo. In that Holy Night, she [sublimation] is far more complete than Lorenzo. This completely abandoned the cowardly body and transformed into an invisible will.

  She is the ghost, the ghost that wanders in the world.

  This time Watson didn't mean to tease him, but spoke seriously.

  "After leaving, I have been familiar with this power. I have eroded a lot and occupied a lot of people's bodies. I peeped into their deepest secrets, and they have nothing to hide in my eyes."

   Watson stretched out his hand and looked at his slender palm.

   "I haven't observed myself for a long time. To be precise, I don't know any fixed form anymore. I'm only familiar with it now to pretend to be like this."

  Wason was talking, her appearance was changing rapidly, countless faces overlapped, and finally she became Watson's original appearance again.

  "This is a...very strange feeling. Have you tried to use Power Gabriel to erode others?"

  Watson pinched her face. Although she had been in this form for a long time, the part of her as a person still made her feel uneasy and puzzled about all this.

  Lorenzo nodded, and he answered.

   "I just eroded a person, invaded his [Gap], defeated his will, and spied all his secrets."

   "How do you feel?" Watson said.

   "What do you mean?" Lorenzo didn't know what she was asking.

  "It's...some uncomfortable feelings, feeling that I am becoming another thing, another inhuman thing."

  Watson talked about his distress and confusion.

  "Humans can't invade other people's thoughts. In fact, it seems that both of us have become some kind of inhuman monsters.

It’s like you were a human yesterday, but today you have become a ferocious wolf. You thought you were a human, but you don’t have the flexible limbs of human beings. Some only have sharp and fierce fangs. Trying to communicate with humans, but they don’t understand your yelling and are terrified of it. "

  Watson paused in the middle of speaking. She seemed to be thinking about how to explain this to Lorenzo.

  "You have become a monster, but you still maintain a human mind. The contradiction between the two is bothering you..."

   "Then do you think you are a human or a monster, Watson?"

  After hearing this, Lorenzo's expression did not fluctuate much.

   "I hope I am a person, but everything that exists is always reminding myself that I have been [sublimated] and become a higher being."

  Watson’s voice is very flat, she no longer feels hungry, nor painful, she doesn’t even have a physical body anymore.

Listening to Watson's confession, Lorenzo seemed to think of something, but he did not say it. Under his gray-blue eyes, there was also a little confusion and entanglement. Sometimes he didn't know the right or wrong of all this, like Lost lamb.

  "Have you encountered any residue?" Watson asked again.

  "I have been tracing information about [Border], but as we know, the information is blocked, and the progress is very slow, very slow. Sometimes I need to use some means to reach the information I need.

  I destroyed a lot of people’s [Gap], dominated their bodies and spied secrets. "

   Watson's expression seemed a bit distressed.

  "This is the price of strength, Lorenzo, the residue is accumulating more and more. I can feel that it is affecting me little by little."

  Countless broken souls, countless wills, they are intertwined and mixed together.

   "This feeling is like splitting personality."

   Watson was a little helpless, this was the price of power, just like secret blood, over-reliance on this taboo power was the price of becoming the same ferocious monster.

   "I'm okay, I haven't accumulated much residue, but as long as I continue to chase like this, it will always accumulate."

  Lorenzo knew the current situation very well, and he continued.

   "Me too, in fact, sometimes I have an illusion, I have changed..."

"changed?"

   "As you said, although I think I am a human being, human beings always have inferiorities that are difficult to change. My will may be strong, but there will always be moments of relaxation."

  Lorenzo recalled the feeling of eroding others, that kind of control over everything, as if he was a walking **** and the master of the world.

   "I will feel that I have become cold-blooded and cruel, that kind of extreme coldness.

I feel that I have become a shepherd. The humans in front of me are just lambs in my pasture. They are items that I can control at will. I can use them to achieve my own goals, but sometimes I will be affected by the part of the people, the lambs. That part of the bondage.

  It is like using human laws and morals to restrain a god...or a monster. "

  Power is fascinating, but also frightening.

  "This is a test, Watson, far beyond the test of secret blood. I can maintain myself in the erosion, but I am not sure whether I will be addicted to it."

  Lorenzo thought for a while and said again.

   "I hope I can hold on. I don't want to be that bad."

  The cold wind gradually stopped, and the ice field in front of me gradually became clear, full of loneliness and cold. Under such an empty world, there were only two people on the bench.

   "So... what is the silent one?"

  Watson asked suddenly.

   "I tracked it down for a long time... Actually I encountered the Silent before this."

   "Where?" Lorenzo became anxious when he heard this.

   Judging from the existing intelligence, Lorenzo's quest for the origin of demons has fallen into a very interesting situation.

He knows the clues very well, they are the weird existences called the Silent, and there are [boundaries] guarded by them, but Lorenzo can't find them... No, it's precisely that Lorenzo didn't dare to look for them. , He knew very well that as long as he crossed the [Border], those monsters would appear.

and then?

  Can you beat them yourself? What will happen next? Another holy night?

  Lorenzo is very strong, but sometimes he feels that he is very weak. He knows that the door to the truth is right in front of him, but he dare not bet everything on it.

  "This is the information I want to tell you. Even if you don't call me, I will contact you later."

  Wason said and recalled her previous actions. She returned to her homeland, where she witnessed everything that was extremely strange.

  "The new pope.

The new Pope is being hunted by the Silent. At that time, I sneaked into the Temple of Silence. I happened to witness it all. The Silent appeared out of thin air and tried to kill the new Pope, but in the end it ended in failure. I didn't understand why this happened at first. , Now the clues are much clearer. "

  Watson said, looking at Lorenzo, his eyes solemn.

   "What does the new pope know? He crossed the [Border]. What is even more bizarre is that he is still alive, and survived the attacks of the Silents again and again."

   "The new pope... who is he?"

  Speaking of the new pope, Lorenzo couldn't help but think of the dead Shermans. He was pious for a whole life, but finally died angrily. He constantly cursed the new pope and regarded him as a heretical demon.

   "Compared with who he is, the identity of the other guy is more interesting."

  Watson continued.

   "Returning to the previous topic, is Lawrence really dead?"

  This incident was connected with Lawrence again, and Lorenzo listened carefully to every word of Watson.

   "However, rather than explaining it all in words, let you see it with your own eyes, Lorenzo."

   Watson suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Lorenzo's head.

   "It's true that we are changing, becoming a monster that we don't understand, but at least, from the bottom of my heart, I still think that I am a human being."

  Lorenzo did not resist, and allowed Watson to get close to him. From the gap between his fingers, Lorenzo could see her gradually chaotic color.

   "May we all die as human beings."

  The words stopped, the entire [interval] stopped, and the splashed snow dust solidified in the sky, and each of them reflected the stars of the night sky, like condensed gems.

  The stagnation ended, Lorenzo's [Gap] shattered, and a huge gap penetrated the sky and the earth, swallowing the two on the bench.

  The picture in the field of vision changed rapidly, until everything turned into deep darkness, and at the end of the darkness was a little burning gleam, one after another, memory fragments, which were Watson’s memories.

  Lorenzo was dragged into Watson's [Gap], and the flood of memory in the next moment drowned him.

  No longer using words to describe it, Lorenzo seemed to have returned to that time, feeling immersively the battle that took place in the stagnant temple.

  Before he had time to think more, Lorenzo saw the beating arc, the angel who emerged out of thin air, and the new pope who was waving his sword before the angel.

This has already happened. Lorenzo felt a strange call. He slowly turned his head. His eyes swept across the dark corners. The darkness was creeping slowly. Lorenzo could see it. That was Watson at the time.

  But there are not only these people here, there is another guy.

  Lorenzo saw him. The man was bloodied and his expression was full of panic.

  No, this is not him.

  Lorenzo understood why Watson wanted him to see this with his own eyes. He could feel Watson's emotions at the moment, and everything that happened here.

  Under the skin in front of him, there is another soul hidden.

  Another Gabriel soul.

  During these long years, everyone with the power Gabriel can get the so-called immortality, so where did they go? Did they really exist?

  Will they appear here by such a coincidence?

  If not...

   "...You are not dead, are you?"

  Lorenzo stretched out and rudely tore the panicked face in front of him, as if shattering a mask, and behind this flesh and blood mask was another mask full of blood.

  The mask Lorenzo once saw in the man’s memory is the existence called the patriarch.

   "Master Lawrence."

  ……

  The pressure caused by erosion and expansion did not last long. At a long moment, it suddenly collapsed, and the tension in the room was finally relieved.

  Eve sighed. She didn't know what Lorenzo was doing, but from his serious look, Lorenzo was not joking this time.

  Kestrel finally dropped his vigilance slightly. The successive incidents caused headaches and his tight nerves relaxed. Not only did he feel exhausted and sleepy.

Think about it carefully, life has changed so fast these days. A few days ago, he was fishing and chatting with the woman named Gloria, but today the woman was lying in front of him covered in blood. And she is no ordinary person, Gloria is just her disguise, she is Irene Adler.

  Kestrel didn't know if she was an enemy or a friend. He felt that the beautiful encounter the other day was like a trap, a beautiful lie.

  For a while, he felt the anger of being teased.

  But at this moment, a painful groan sounded, and the woman sat up slowly. Her movements were a bit slow, probably because of the pain, she took a breath.

  Kestrel was stunned, but fortunately he had rich work experience. He instantly reacted and raised his pistol at the woman. Before he could speak, the woman spoke.

   "Mr. Moon?"

   Irene asked.

  The words came to the mouth and suffocated, Kestrel couldn't understand how Irene recognized herself, obviously she was hiding in a dark corner.

  Kestrel wanted to open his mouth to warn her, saying that she had been controlled, confessing to be lenient, resisting, and so on.

  But before Irene could stand up, she fell down again, her whole body rolled down, her head knocked to the ground, her voice was not clear.

  The Kestrel was startled, and then the ghost cried wolf howling.

   "Ship Doctor!"

  (End of this chapter)