Ember Gun

   Chapter 516

  "Inspect casualties and hull damage!"

  "Go to the fire first!"

  "Ship doctor! Ship doctor!"

The various sounds on the   Chenhui Advance made a mess, and the crew ran anxiously on the deck, transporting the wounded, and sweeping debris from the ground.

  Notar also walked out of the command room, and the experienced he had dealt with such post-war matters and commanded the on-site arrangements.

  The deck trembled a little, footsteps burst, and a tall figure came slowly.

  The weapon division carried hot steam on his body, passing by the crew.

  Successively fired molten spears, causing part of the weapon division's armor to start to burn slightly, and the rain fell, making a sizzling sound.

  Whoever passed by couldn't help but look at this hideous machine. Just now this weird machine showed awesome power. It had been sleeping on the bottom of the cabin before, and no one knew its existence.

  Shrike drove the weapon division back to the lifting platform. The iron rope was hung on the armor of Original Sin, and it was firmly fixed in place, mechanically pushing the flesh and blood, the armor at the back of the neck was lifted, and the Shrike struggled to crawl out of it.

  He didn't seem to feel good. Although the weapon master was a second-generation armor, it was still a bit difficult for a mortal body to control. For this reason, Shrike injected a Florent medicine to alleviate the pressure caused by this erosion.

   Sober and chaos hovering in my mind, the whole person has an inexplicable feeling of vomiting.

  After the engine stopped rotating, the squirming flesh and blood fell into a deep sleep, and the nerve cables connected to the body were disconnected one by one, and the shrike struggling to climb down the tall weapon division.

  The slimy shrike is derived from the secretions of the blood and flesh of the demon. These gelatinous things will fill the gap between him and the armor, and fully fit the body to cushion the impact.

   "I'm so tired..."

   Shrike rubbed his head vigorously, he raised his head, and saw a stream of fire rise into the air, and the black angel rose from the burning wreck, riding on the wind and leaning against the Chenhui Advance.

  A fixed pile has been placed on the deck long ago. This is reserved for the black angel to prevent its hook from hitting other places and causing damage to the ship.

After a brief shock, the black angel landed on the deck, the hooks recovered, and struggled like a snake, then hung between the iron feathers and fell silent. The black angel walked towards the weapon master, here is Chenhui advancing. The only lifting platform leads directly to the maintenance cabin.

  "How about the damage to the ship?"

  Lorenzo crawled out from the back of the black angel's neck. After the engine stopped, the flesh and blood of the demon shrank back under the armor and machinery, which made the black angel look thinner, like a silent sculpture.

"Fortunately, the outer armor reinforced by Baitie blocked most of the shelling, a small part of it penetrated the armor and hit the cabin, but they were all sealed cabins, and some of the balcony artillery were seriously damaged. "Shrike said.

   "It looks like it needs to be repaired for a while."

  Lorenzo jumped down from the black angel, maybe it was really a physique difference. After driving the original sin armor, Shrike was a little bit sluggish. Even climbing down the armor was like an old man, trembling like an old man.

   Lorenzo in front of him is another look. He is full of vitality, and the naval battle just now is as easy as going out shopping for him.

  “Furthermore, the damage to the artillery is not a problem. We never lack firepower. The most important thing is the outer armor,” Shrike explained. “Part of the outer armor is seriously damaged and needs to be replaced directly.”

   "It looks like we have to stay in Lingbing Bay for a while."

  Lorenzo reluctantly said that if the iron armored ship is to be maintained, it seems that only Lengbing Bay can do it in these barren Viking countries.

  Hearing this place name, Shrike’s expression was very calm. It may be that the armor made him too tired. Even if he wanted to do anything, he couldn’t show it.

  More footsteps are approaching, and a few guys in white coats can be seen walking out of the cabin, and the robe is portrayed with a poisonous snake that bites its tail.

  For the purpose of this operation, the Perpetual Motion Pump also sent some entourages. They are responsible for maintaining the complex equipment on the Chenhui Advance, those complex equipment from the Perpetual Motion Pump, such as the Armor of Original Sin.

  "Get ready to leave this sea, Captain Notar, we seem to need to speed up."

  Lorenzo shouted to Notar.

   "Where are these pirates?"

  Nottal glanced at the burning sea of ​​fire ahead. As the day rose, it illuminated the desolate battlefield. Dead bodies and fragments floated on the sea, and the huge iron-clad ship sank slowly like a white whale.

  The vague call for help could be heard, and the battle was fierce, but some pirates survived, and the furious waves slapped them. In this cold environment, they could not hold on for long.

   "Don't worry about them, the storm will swallow everyone."

  Lorenzo said indifferently.

The storm in the distance continued, bringing violent winds and waves. The wreckage of the iron armored ship formed a temporary fortress on the sea, which could help them withstand a little bit, but when the fireworks went out and sank completely, they would be involved. In the whirlpool of death.

   "We have to leave as soon as possible. This storm will catch up with us soon."

  This encounter seriously slowed down the speed of travel, and Lorenzo just wanted to hurry away from this terrible sea at the moment.

  The sky brightened, and the clear light blue slowly advanced, and finally stayed in front of the gray-black iron curtain. It and the storm each occupied half of the sky, presenting a scene that is difficult for ordinary people to see.

  The weapon division and the black angel slowly sank under the deck, and were dragged back into the hidden maintenance cabin by the elevator. The crew was busy, but the two combatants, Lorenzo and Shrike, came to relax.

The   Chenhui Advance was moving away from the storm, and the storm was also moving away from the ship. Its trajectory finally changed, just like a predator on the sea, advancing in another direction, searching for its prey.

  The pirates were also engulfed by him, moving slowly with the broken wreckage, or sinking to the bottom of the sea.

  The rain gradually became smaller and became more and more pattered, and countless slender raindrops fell gently, making everyone's nervous nerves alleviated a lot.

   "After all, do gods really exist?"

  Lorenzo stood in the shadow of the building, avoiding the rain.

   "How did you think of this?"

  Shrike sat down against the wall, breathing heavily, greedily pour the fresh and cold air into his mouth to alleviate the terrible nausea.

  Notar and Lan Jade started to work. Lorenzo and Shrike don’t have to worry about the rest. They just need to take a good rest.

   "I just met a pirate. The other pirates were scared and waited to die. Only he was yelling at some Odin, and he slashed up with an axe."

Zeo’s angry face flashed in front of him, but it was not the roaring anger that really made Lorenzo remember him, but the look of despair at last. Death is obviously such a thing to fear, but he realized that he could not die. In his own hands, Zeou revealed a very heavy despair, compared with death to him is a great pity.

   "Heroic death, this sounds stupid."

   Shrike exclaimed that it is difficult for him to understand these ideas of the Vikings, no... to be precise, it is difficult to understand their mythological beliefs.

  Everyone is afraid of the settlement after death, but only they long for the arrival of death, as if this will usher in some kind of greatness.

"It is true, but it is this stupid thing that makes him not timid in the face of despair..." Lorenzo looked very entangled, "I was thinking, whether ignorant belief is right or wrong, it limits our thinking, but To a certain extent, it really supported us."

   "It sounds complicated. This kind of thing should be thought by scholars, not by us."

  Shrike didn't want to discuss such profound things, his mind was muddled, he just wanted to take a good rest.

  "What are you going to do later?" Shrike asked.

   "Make a plan. We have to stay in Lingbing Bay for a while. Too many places need to be maintained. How about you?" Lorenzo frowned as he looked at the mess on the deck.

   "I...I want to go back to sleep."

  Shrike is very tired.

  This was a really bad start for him. First it was a nightmare and then this encounter. He had a headache to death. He just wanted to sleep well and get rid of all the troubles.

   "I start to hate the sea. The cabin is dangling and I can't even sleep."

   "At least you are not seasick. When Hercule was with me, he almost threw up his stomach on the boat."

   "This sounds pretty miserable."

  The two chatted without a word, and finally became silent.

  "Aren't you going to make a plan?" Shrike said.

   "Don't worry, this kind of scenery is not common, I want to see it more."

  Lorenzo raised his head, and the Chenhui Advance had just passed the gray and white border, and fled from the storm.

  "Do you want to see her?"

  Shrike saw through Lorenzo’s lies, and after having known him for so long, he also understood some of Lorenzo’s behavior.

   "Almost, I just told her that this is just an ordinary operation, we will finish the trade with the Viking countries, and then Seleu will follow the cargo ship to return, and we will move on."

  Lorenzo looked at the sea that was still smoky, and said helplessly.

   "But suddenly I was stopped by these pirates, and the original sin armor came out. This can't deceive her."

   "You don't want to tell her this?" Shrike asked.

   "What's the point of saying it? It only adds to the troubles." Lorenzo said.

   "It looks like she really likes you."

"Like a demon hunter? This is not a wise decision." He shook his head, "Maybe we will die at the end of the world this time? Even if we don't die here, we will die someday in the future. On the battlefield."

   "Shrike, you are not unaware of this. How many people in the cleansing agency can live safely until retirement?"

  "Because of this reason?" Shrike asked.

"Otherwise, the world is about to usher in a cruel battle, even if I am heartless, it is impossible to be touched at all," Lorenzo sighed, "In this case you want me to What she said, it feels nonsense to say everything."

   "Although I am a virtuous person, I also know some truths. Some things cannot be done, so don't promise. The feeling of expectation can crush a person. I have experienced it and even said that I am looking forward to it now."

  The collapse of the old order, the last wish of Lorenzo Medici, there are too many messy things, and Lorenzo's life is also messy.

   "But there are solutions to all this." Shrike was not so pessimistic.

   "Kill all the demons? I know, aren't we working hard for this?"

  As soon as he mentioned the eradication of demons, Lorenzo became interested, with a cruel smile on his face.

"In this way, whether it is the hunting sect or the nation builder, everyone is aware of this. There are some secrets that a small number of people know. Too many people know and cannot change anything. On the contrary, it will make the world more Oops."

  "It's like the silencer and the fence." Shrike responded.

   "Yes, almost, so it seems that we are indeed on the right path, getting closer and closer to the truth."

  All the clues correspond to each other, calling the same name.

   "When I saw that Viking, I remembered my days in the gospel church." Lorenzo looked sad.

   "I think of my god, the **** I used to be."

   "What's in the "Gospel"?"

  Shrike asked, he is not a believer, but he still has a certain understanding of this thing.

Before the rise of Inervig, the evangelical churches were in control of the Western world. There were believers in almost every land, and the same was true in Inervig. But fortunately, Inervig was not dominated by faith too deeply. Finally it broke free.

   "Well, demons breed from the shadow of gods... I once thought this was the crazy talk of the cardinals. They couldn't explain this, so I put it in the shell of faith."

  His eyes fell to the north.

   "But now it seems that maybe this is true."

  Lorenzo sorted out his thoughts. After so much, his knowledge of the world was refreshed time and time again.

"Because of the existence of memetic pollution, those saints who have gained knowledge cannot pass it on perfectly. They can only use theology to distort its original meaning, so that we can deal with this without being polluted or polluted by a small amount. There is a certain perception of the darkness of the world."

"Maybe... If these words of yours are passed back to Fei Lengcui, it might be able to shake the rule of the gospel church," Shrike said slowly, "all the mysteries are just unknown unknowns that we don't know yet. With every step of reason, ignorance will retreat. step."

  Lorenzo nodded affirming Shrike's words.

"I might have been excited by such conjectures before, but now it seems to be accustomed to it. All things are connected, whether it is a monster or a hunter, a country builder or the end of the world, an invisible net. Lived each of us.

  Now, we are moving towards the source of everything, the end of the world. "

  Lorenzo's voice changed, he lowered his head and said to the shrike.

   "Actually, I say this for another reason."

"what?"

   "If our guess is correct, we might be able to see Him at the end of the world."

"Who is that?"

   "The source of everything, our God."

  (End of this chapter)