Ember Gun

  Chapter 473 Starry Sky

They are like a group of incomprehensible monsters, sleeping in the dark, feeding on the cursed knowledge, feeding on the information that mortals should not know, and similarly, they will also selectively have different information thresholds. Hunting, to give priority to solving those lambs that go deep beyond the [fence].

  The flames illuminate the cold faces of the angels, like a battle of gods in religious murals, with sharp iron feathers unfolding one after another, and the sharp edges are like a thousand swords.

  Hearing Lorenzo's roar, Merlin's movements stopped. He looked around and saw that the angels were all leaning toward here. Their target was William.

   "Stop them! Buy me time!"

  Merlin shouted loudly, and at the same time drew out the folding knife, with a cold glow on it.

   is not enough, these are not enough.

  Merlin's eyes are red, he rarely shows this crazy side, just like a furious warrior.

  The information that William said was not enough. This was far from satisfying Merlin's almost greedy thirst for knowledge. He wanted to know more, even in the face of strange enemies like angels, he was fearless.

  The cliff of reason shook slightly, and Merlin could not tell whether she was for the continuation of mankind, fighting against demons, or pursuing the truth that alchemists longed for.

  What he knew now was that William could not die yet, at least he should bring more useful information before he died.

  Fireworks and guns fire, the entire workshop has become a small battlefield, but this metaphor is not appropriate. To be precise, it is now a duel field, and only one side can survive this endless battle.

   "Damn it! Is there any other fire support?"

  Seeing this scene, Lorenzo also shouted to the others.

Merlin is right. He is indeed very strong alone. If Lorenzo is the only one in the workshop to face these angels, although it is a bit difficult, he is confident to overturn them, but now he is not the only one in the workshop. , And these guys who need to be protected.

  "Fire support is coming!"

  The cheerful voice sounded, Percival's thinking was very jumping, making other people not even wondering what she was doing.

The Lancer stands on a high platform, and the ammunition in the bullet nest is quickly finished. But behind the third generation armor is a pile of ammunition boxes. This is the positioning of the Ranger. In the design idea, it will be a The long-range support armor with a certain degree of mobility is now like a turret, pouring firepower towards the battlefield below, but unfortunately Merlin and others are still in it, and Percival needs to control the firepower.

  The roar of gunshots continued, and after each roar, a dark red track could be seen passing by, and then heavy steel hit the angel's body, and the broken shrapnel cut them to pieces.

The soldiers cooperated in the battle. After the Lancers shot, they fired at the wounded angels. The dense high-temperature aluminum heat bombs further pushed them into desperation. Some angels were able to escape from the siege, but they waited. Theirs is Lorenzo's cold spiked sword.

  Lorenzo quickly walked through the workshop, and the main output was handed over to the armor of original sin and the soldiers. What Lorenzo had to do was to give the angels a fatal blow.

  The nail sword flashed, piercing through one body after another. They fell weakly, and the emptiness of the will dissipated from the broken body, waiting for the return again.

   "Here! Merlin!"

With the help of the two giant blades, the sword dancer tore a road open, and the shrike shouted to Merlin. At the end of the road, the lifting platform placed on the wall of the shaft began to fall slowly, and the shrike needed Merlin and the others to move here. .

The bottom of the workshop has become the main battlefield of the melee, and on the vertical shaft wall of the workshop, there are many lifting platforms that can be used as shelters. This not only protects Merlin and others, but also allows the original sin armor to release their hands and feet. Firepower.

The armored fire guns fired one after another, and outlined a path of dragon’s breath on the ground. The angels on it were crushed by the impact and high temperature. The body began to carbonize and die, but more flesh and blood grew in the wound and continued. With this deadly body.

  But this gave the Shrike a certain amount of time to chase, and while they were still recovering, the giant blade was dancing, slashing and bringing up large pieces of flesh and blood.

   Just fight like this. Although the current situation is terrible, it is necessary to carry the status quo over so that there is more time to think about other things.

As the shrike thought so, the piercing cry sounded and saw a pair of white wings spread out behind the sword dancer, and the angel seemed to embrace it. The wings were closed, and the sharp edges were cut like thousands of swords. Sword dancers, the sharp sounds and sparks continue.

As if a monster bit the sword dancer, it closed its mouth forcefully, and its sharp fangs bit it into pieces. Fortunately, the sword dancer was equipped with external armor. This blow was not enough to cause too much damage. Shrike tried to resist, but more angels gathered, and together with the alienated demons, they resembled a colony of ants.

At the moment when the angels descended, huge erosion came along. Soldiers close to the thunder group lost their minds under the instant high-intensity erosion and became the monsters of today, and this erosion is still spreading, and the value is increasing. Enhance over time.

   "Go away!"

   Shrike angrily, he tried to break free, but was wrapped in more wings, they kept cutting the armor, the tinnitus screaming constantly, as if an evil spirit was wailing in his ears.

  The support shots from the dome continued, like a heavy hammer that overturned one angel after another, but this obviously did not help Shrike much.

The dense wings completely wrapped it up little by little. Even Lorenzo didn’t know how to proceed. They formed a winged fortress, but in the next moment there was a hot golden flame in the gap between the wings. Ignite.

  Scorching firelight rose in the deep darkness. Accompanied by the roaring explosion, the angels were shaken by the impact of the explosion. The hot high temperature erupted from the sword dancer as the origin and spread rapidly to the surroundings.

The heat wave swept across the bottom of the workshop. In this almost confined space, everyone could feel the pressure on their breath. In the burning sea of ​​fire, the sword dancer who was about to be burnt strode out, with two giant blades. There was also blood stains left over from the chop, but soon the blood stains were evaporated by the high temperature.

  The air is full of blood and fear.

Shrike was breathing heavily. At the last moment, he activated the Sword Dancer’s fuel tank, which was originally an equipment added to compensate for mobility. After being detonated by the Shrike, the lacquer antimony in it was completely burned, successfully removing the Shrike from the predicament. Li was rescued, and the high temperature also caused huge damage to the sword dancer.

  The scarred external armor fell off one by one, and the sword dancer was shaking like a wounded swordsman.

   "Get out of the way! Shrike!"

  The sound from the dome sounded, and Percival changed his gun. It was a strangely shaped weapon, just like a large harpoon.

  Shrike heard the sound and evacuated without hesitation. The sword dancer rushed towards the edge of the workshop. During the time when the angel was besieged by the angels, the Shrike managed to secure time for Merlin to take refuge.

  The platform carrying Merlin and the medical staff slowly rose. The soldiers also occupied other ascending platforms, building firepower points one after another. Now the bottom of the workshop can be covered by fire at will.

The sword dancer leaped up sharply, and the giant blade slashed into the gap in the well wall. This is the gap created by the thunder when the angel descends. It is like a divine power acting on it. The metal edges are extremely flat, and the inside The same is true for the metal structure, the thunder group will completely annihilate everything it touches.

   "Be careful to avoid!"

  Percival’s warning sounded, and the fire and rain came along with the warning.

The Lancer pulled the trigger, and from the harpoon shot an exquisite iron spear, and the iron spear began to split during its speed. The golden light emerged from the gap in the metal, and then completely dispersed into burning steel. .

  That's not a harpoon, it's a spear of forging.

With Lancers as the carrier, some conceived weapons have also been experimented with. For example, the molten spear is regarded as a large ammunition, which can be fired quickly and repeatedly through the launcher. It is more accurate than armor fire. The gun is accurate, and its lethality and range are strong. The only drawback is that it is not as portable as the armored gun.

  The half-melted steel fragments fell like a rain of arrows, only to hear a blast of metal, like nailing to death, they were nailed into the ground one by one, piercing and burning the angel's body.

  In a blink of an eye, the bottom of the workshop turned into a sea of ​​fire. The fire was fierce, but blocked by the gate, everything was sealed in the workshop.

This was a successful fire suppression. Under the continuous firing of the Lancers, the powerful angels had to temporarily surrender in the sea of ​​fire, but this does not mean that they have gained an advantage. The most frightening thing about this monster is not its fangs and claws.

  Fear, the emotion of making people feel fear is their most powerful weapon. The erosion is still shrouded in this workshop, and everyone is in a kind of chronic death.

  "Pour the neutralizing liquid!"

  A new order was issued, and a heavy rain fell from the top of the dome.

Lorenzo held a spiked sword and hung it on the wall of the well. He watched the heavy rain and the sea of ​​flames being gradually extinguished. He didn't know how effective the neutralizing liquid could be, but as long as it could slow down the erosion, even one Seconds, this is an advantage for the human side.

   Above the dome, through the thick explosion-proof glass, Arthur looked solemnly at the chaotic workshop.

  After the angels descended, all communications were lost due to the power of erosion. Since then, Arthur has lost contact with the workshop. He can only watch all this like a bystander.

   But he is not incapable of doing anything.

   "The scavenger troops are ready. If they can hold it, we will be responsible for cleaning the battlefield. If they fail, we will go on."

   Galahad said to the side, he had the same expression as Arthur, and he still had a little fear in the dignity.

  Outside the steel gate of the workshop, the silent scavengers are already ready. They hold weapons and exist as a second line of defense.

  Everyone is silent, the atmosphere is oppressive and cold.

Inside the workshop is another scene. With the pouring of the neutralizing liquid, a thick mist rises from the extinguishing sea of ​​fire, almost covering the bottom of the workshop, and it is also at this time that the sword dancer falls off the wall of the well. , Fell into the bottom again.

  Lorenzo moved forward with it. Apart from not having the huge blade of the sword dancer, Lorenzo felt that his ability was not much worse than that of the sword dancer.

The dense fog was torn apart, and the angels rushed out again as the two fell. Most of their bodies were covered with wounds, some had lost parts of their limbs, and some had begun to be unable to maintain their form, but they still attacked stubbornly. Faithfully execute orders like a machine.

  The figure is staggered, dancing in the thick fog, bringing a lot of blood.

  The gunshots from the soldiers also traveled through the thick fog, and the burning aluminum thermal bombs crossed the crimson trajectory and staggered on the angels.

Above the platform, Merlin glanced down. Although the angels are now in a suppressed state, he knew very well that such an advantage would not last long. Everyone present, except Lorenzo, was here over time. In this highly erosive environment, everyone is sliding into the dark abyss.

The most important thing is that they are currently in a war of attrition. The angels only die for their shells, but the soldiers are really dead when they die. Even the armor of Original Sin will not last long under this intensity of combat. After all, it is now put into use. They are all three generations of armor. Without the flesh and blood of demons as the main component, they themselves have lost a kind of "self-healing" ability.

   "So you still have to die, William."

Merlin said disappointedly, seeing that some angels had passed the hunts of Shrike and Lorenzo, and also avoided the continuous shooting. They grabbed the wall of the well and climbed up, their broken wings swaying weakly. Until another gunshot from above, it was beaten to **** flesh and fell into the mist and afterglow.

Turning his head, William was standing in a daze. He looked at everything in front of him. The huge mechanical knights fought against the angels. Weapons far beyond his imagination were constantly firing. Once he had nothing under the wings of angels. I lost everything in resistance, and today, many years later, industrial fireworks can temporarily suppress this so-called mystery.

  This is a very difficult emotion to speak. His time has been stolen too much, and William’s life will come to an end, but I don’t know why, but this time he doesn’t feel much fear.

   "Starry sky..." he said.

   "What?" Merlin walked quickly over, and now every word of William will be firmly remembered by him, "What starry sky?"

"I don't know if this is considered intelligence, but during my crazy time, when I was trapped in the so-called [Gap]... I could sometimes see a starry sky. It's probably intuitive, I I think this might be something very important."

   William said slowly.

  "A magnificent starry sky, numerous stars, with colorful colors, just like a master’s painting."

  (End of this chapter)