Ember Gun

  Chapter 462 The original watchman in the prologue

The dim light fell from the dim dome, like countless withered petals, and like soft and light feathers. They fell on the hideous and terrifying body, softening the hatred. He knelt before the dark well, leaning on the mottled blade, like a tombstone covered by a sea of ​​flowers.

   "So... is this why the old pope kept preventing us from searching for [the truth]?"

   The new pope whispered in a low voice, he slowly raised his head, his determined eyes became muddy, and even said that the iron will also appeared a little crack at this moment.

  In the face of such facts, no matter who it is, they will be shaken, their minds will be shaken, and their perception of everything will be vague.

   "What are you going to do? How can we do it?"

  The new pope said weakly, his gaze has been looking at the deep well below, and all the emotions in his heart have mixed into an indescribable strange shape at this moment.

   "I don't know... but at least we know why the old pope refused to tell us the reasons. It seems that we are like a bunch of lunatics and heretics. The old pope is the one who sticks to the faith."

  The voice sounded behind him, Watson walked slowly to the deep well, and the scene of the death of the old pope emerged in front of him.

  She successfully invaded the old pope’s [Gap], shattering his will, and at the same time she knew the secrets buried deep in his memory.

   "I started to understand, and ignorance is happiness."

Watson also felt depressed and painful for a long time. This was different from the previous crisis. Although she felt depressed, she knew that she had the power to resist. But this time facing the deep darkness, she could feel it. There is only a deep sense of powerlessness.

  Nothing can be done, I can only witness this happening slowly.

  The so-called resistance is also a meaningless act, and no one can be immune from this booming wave.

   "So this secret is only allowed to be known by the popes of the past? After all, if such a secret is made public, it will only bring panic and disputes, and people's understanding of the world will completely collapse, and then fall into even more terrible despair."

  For some reason, Watson began to sympathize with these popes.

They exhausted their entire lives and finally reached the peak of power. But what awaits them is not a great gift, but this cruel [truth]. Some people are completely crazy in front of this cruel [truth]. Then he was defeated, just waiting for death to come, and some people tried to resist, but in the end nothing could be changed.

  The popes enjoy this unspeakable secret exclusively, and are tortured by this deep fear.

  For an instant Watson understood the crazy actions in the history of the church.

   "The Eastern Expedition, Witch Hunting, Religious Wars... The Black Death."

Looking back on the history of the church, we can find that in every major human casualty, there is more or less their shadow. Now all these are connected by secrets. Watson only feels that the whole world is covered by the dark night sky. Shrouded, there is no longer a trace of light.

  The new pope shook his head tiredly. He remembered the last scene in the Well of Ascension, and the old pope's will to die said to him with difficulty.

  "We are all lambs, kept by shepherds in a fence. Outside the fence, there are hungry wolves, tigers, and countless bloodthirsty monsters. They are watching us and longing for us."

  So who is the lamb, who is the shepherd, and who is the bloodthirsty monster?

  Do you choose to live ignorantly, or to die powerlessly in the face of [the truth]?

   "Are you leaving? 016."

  The new pope turned around and asked Watson.

  Wason nodded, she slowly raised her head and looked at the dilapidated and stagnant temple, and then at the darkness below the well of sublimation. Behind the barrier of the holy silver, the [truth] of this world is hidden.

   "I need to tell other people this [truth], maybe... maybe we can find other solutions, at least to end this cruel reincarnation."

  Lorenzo's face emerged in front of Watson's eyes. For some reason, if it were Lorenzo, there might be a glimmer of hope.

   "Can it really be done?"

  The new pope is also confused. He has insisted until now to know exactly why the demon hunters died, but now that he knows all this, he is almost defeated by this [truth].

At this moment, it seems that whether it is the old pope or the other guys who hold on to secrets, their figures seem to be noble. They must be in their mood at that time, panic and uneasy, like travellers in the wilderness, Facing the world at a loss.

   "Always give it a try. We have already advanced to this point. If we just give up like this, it will be too sad. What are our previous efforts?"

  Watson’s voice was full of indifference. Although she said so, she could not see any hope at all.

   "Then what are you going to do next? Under the crown."

  Watson asked the new pope. In fact, the most dangerous person here is the new pope, who has always supported the [truth] to maintain his will, even if he was eroded by demons, he has survived stubbornly.

But now he knows everything about this cruelty, this terrifying [truth] almost collapsed the world he knew. The most desperate thing is not only that, facing the doomed end, whether it is Watson himself or the new pope, They are all surprised to find that only war and death can avoid greater despair.

  The new pope is pious, he is extremely pious to his own will, but now everything he believes in collapses, Watson is very worried that after he leaves, the new pope will turn into an abominable monster.

"I...I don't know, but I think I will continue to stay here. Someone needs to remember this [truth] and inform future generations... I think I will also strengthen the power of the Protestant League to deal with the doomed disaster. "

  The new pope thought for a long time, but could only make such a decision.

  "This world will usher in a new [restart], which will kill a lot of people, but at least that thing will continue to fall asleep, and at least more people will survive."

  The hand holding the sword trembled slightly. After seeing the malice of the world, the new pope realized that everything he had experienced before was not worth mentioning.

   "Then... I'll leave first."

Watson said this at the end. It is difficult for her to say any more blessings. She wants to see Lorenzo and tell him what she knows, but she is also very worried. She is not clear about Lorenzo's understanding. What kind of reaction will there be.

  Watson left, Anthony's body seemed to have been emptied of his soul, his body weakened and then fell weakly, and he fell into a coma.

  It seemed that only the new pope was left in the silent palace, and now his mind kept thinking about everything Watson had told him, the secrets hidden in the mind of the old pope.

   In the final analysis, the demons that people have confronted so far are actually alienated from human beings themselves. This has always been a civil war among human beings.

  Demons are like a kind of weird disease. They spread in the human group. For the original [Patient Zero], people have been unable to find him.

However, the most suspicious point is the corrosive nature of the monster itself. It stands to reason that with the pollution power of the monster, human beings cannot survive until now. Even with the existence of the hunting sect, it cannot contain the crazy spread of the monster. In the course of history, there must be some unknown force holding back the spread of demons.

That mysterious force is still maintaining the balance, but the balance that is now broken is not them, but human beings. With the development of technology and the increase of human population, the letters that once took months to be mailed have been unlimited by railways and telegrams. The ground is close, the world was once extremely vast, but now it is constantly shrinking under technological innovation.

  This is like a disaster plan proposed by the cleansing agency. When the human communication ability is infinitely strong, will it be covered by the erosion of the monsters, causing the monsters to spread wildly overnight...

  The eye pupils of the new pope were soaked with blood. He couldn't find a reasonable solution. He could only carry out the so-called "restart" as the old pope said.

   Crazy thoughts roared and roared in the silence, until the long silence was broken by the sudden sound of footsteps.

  The new pope suddenly raised his head, he could feel that something was coming, not far from his eyes, in the thick darkness.

  The disgusting feeling spread slowly, the darkness was creeping, and something was crawling out of the darkness little by little.

   "The Silent One...?"

  The new pope is familiar with this feeling. He mentioned the blade and said that he encountered these monsters again today, which made his mood even worse.

  The old pope didn’t give much information, and all he could get from his broken memory was the [restart] information. As for the silent part, there was not much mention.

  "We are all lambs, kept by shepherds in a fence. Outside the fence, there are hungry wolves, tigers, and countless bloodthirsty monsters. They are watching us and longing for us."

  The new pope repeated the words of the old pope before his death. He faintly understood the meaning of the words, and then new problems appeared.

  In this passage, where are the human beings, demons, and silent ones?

  The black arc interrupted the thoughts of the new pope, as he had witnessed countless times before. After the extreme darkness, a new body came to the world.

  The new pope is ready to fight. Although he was deeply shaken in front of this [truth], this is not a reason to obey death.

  The cold blade slowly lifted, and then stiffened, and the new pope’s eyes tightened. He had never seen such a...silent person.

  In the dark arc, his white palm pierced the darkness, and he pulled the darkness bit by bit as if torn the fetters, and what came out of him was not a familiar angel, but a person.

It was a man. He was naked, half of his body was still in a state of collapse. With the passing of the arc, the surrounding material was collected to recast his body, the white bones were shaped, the muscles attached to it, and the blood vessels. Walking through it, unknown liquid was injected into it, making the heart beat hard.

  The strange power formed a human form little by little, and then the holy teaching robe also rose out of thin air, covering his body, until all this stopped.

  This is a scene beyond imagination. The new pope has never seen such a silent person. He can hardly even determine whether the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him can be called a silent person.

He wore a holy robe, similar to that of the Gospel Church, but with a much older style. The man’s face was only briefly exposed in the eyes of the new pope, and then he was covered by a hood and hid in In the shadows.

   "So... The Silent is also related to humans, isn't it?"

  Perhaps enough secrets are known today. The impact of the picture before him on the new pope did not last too much. He continued to think calmly.

   "The Silent One? What is that?"

  The man heard the words of the new pope, and he asked, his voice was a little fuzzy, as if he hadn't spoken for too long, he almost forgot how to speak.

  The new pope did not respond to the man’s question, he looked at him vigilantly.

  The man didn't care much, he just raised his head and looked at the dilapidated and stagnant temple.

Similar halls appeared in the vague memory, but in the blink of an eye, the once glorious palace decayed into what it is today. In a flash, countless years flowed from it, and countless exquisite facial sculptures. scar.

   "How many years have passed, the Temple of Silence has actually become like this."

  The man said sadly. He walked to the well of sublimation and stood opposite the new pope, separated by a dark well.

   "It looks like you are this pope? You look really bad."

  The man saw the state of the new pope at a glance. He was corroded and the secret blood was almost out of control.

   "So are the following things safe?"

  The man pointed to the endless darkness under the Well of Sublimation, and asked again.

  "Safe? The refuge made entirely of Holy Silver, is there a safer place than this?"

  The new pope said slowly.

He looked at the man with fiery eyes. He appeared before his eyes as a silent person, but he was different from them, and he was able to talk to himself. From his words, he knew all this very well... even said …

  The new pope looked at the man’s attire combined with his previous words. The silent ones are not only related to humans, they are also related to the gospel church.

  Listening to the new pope’s answer, the man was taken aback, and then he laughed helplessly.

  "Do you think this is a refuge below?"

   "Isn't it? Holy Silver's barrier can easily block the advancement of things like you..."

  The new pope stopped in the middle of speaking. He suddenly understood the man’s words. The barrier of Holy Silver can prevent the intrusion of the will, and it can also prevent the detachment of the will.

   quickly turned his gaze to the well of sublimation, and at this moment he later realized the cold fear.

  This root is not a refuge...This is a cage, imprisoning that group of unspeakable flesh and blood.

"Who are you!"

  The new pope asked sharply.

"I?"

  The man pointed to himself. He didn't seem to be hostile. He looked at the new pope, and he replied slowly.

  "I am one of the popes of the Evangelical Church. I can't remember exactly which one was the first. After all, history has iterated too many times..."

The next moment the tide of power hits the new pope, and he has no time to think about the meaning of the man’s words. The new pope only feels the invisible wave hitting his body, encumbering himself, the holy silver above his head. The crown also collapsed under this invisible force.

  The new pope looked at the shadow under the hood, and could see only a ball of extremely hot day.

   "I am the watchman, the original Gabriel."

  The man crossed the deep well and grabbed the head of the new pope with one hand, forcing him to look at his pupils, his voice sounded like a curse.

   "I am Adron Levien."

  (End of this chapter)