Ember Gun

  Chapter 535 Gods walk on the earth

When the blazing sun rose to its most furious, it was also the moment when it began to decline. The stretched fireworks suddenly went out, the extreme temperature dropped sharply, and the glare of burning eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only one place after burning. Scorched earth.

  Lorenzo stood alone on the scorched earth, the sword in his hand slowly cooling down until the red metal returned to calm.

Shrike looked at Lorenzo's back. At this moment, he realized Lorenzo's strength again. As time went on, while the demon hunter in front of him became more and more human, he also mastered more taboos. the power of.

   "False God..."

   Whispering the disturbing vocabulary, Shrike couldn't help raising the death knell in his hand and pointed the gun at Lorenzo.

  He also didn't know why he wanted to do this, but he just lifted his hand uncontrollably in a daze, as if instinctively, derived from the biological instinct to eliminate this extreme threat.

  A cold wind blows, driving away the harsh sultry heat.

  Shrike shuddered, just like waking up from a big dream. He looked at the muzzle he raised in confusion, and hurriedly dropped it down, and in the distance, Lorenzo finally moved.

   "So...is Michael exhausted?"

  Lorenzo's face collapsed, and he squeezed his cane and sword forcefully so that he would not fall over due to fatigue.

  This is the real power, Michael, who is in charge of the "burning" command and holding the fire sword to defend the kingdom of heaven.

But as Lorenzo understands, there is a price if there is a claim. The price brought by the power Michael is the same as its utility, it is burning, and Lorenzo himself is burning with the enemies. Just like the shortcomings of Mighty Shangda Pay, this is the shortcoming of Mighty Michael.

When the power is deployed, Lorenzo can clearly feel that he is not in the radiation range of the power, just like the eye of the storm in the center of the storm, Lorenzo in the center of the high temperature, on the contrary, there is no temperature fluctuation, which allows him to avoid himself. Also burned out.

  But this is only temporary. With the activation of the power, the more violent power is released, and the temperature in the center gradually rises, until Lorenzo can no longer grasp it and loses control.

At a certain moment, Lorenzo almost "detonated" Mighty Michael. He didn't know what this would cause, but judging from the scorched earth now, he, at the center of the thermal storm, must be Nothing ends.

  In order to precisely control this power, it is very exhausting. This is not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue, and while releasing this power, Lorenzo is also suffering from erosion.

   Inhaled the cold air, Lorenzo's consciousness became clear.

This is a very powerful force, but it also has a great backlash. It is very easy to lose control. With it, Lorenzo is like a huge human-shaped incendiary bomb, but if the burning fire is used improperly, it will take him. Die together.

  "Maybe you can try to use two powers together."

  Lorenzo thought for a while, thinking about what effect this extremely aggressive power would have against Medanzo in iron armor, but just thinking about it. If there is no need for Lorenzo, he doesn't want to experiment with himself.

  Finally, he can be regarded as the last orthodox demon hunter, just like a rare animal, his life is very precious.

   "But is this also a rule? Everything has a price."

  Lorenzo whispered softly.

Among the known powers, there is basically no intuitive lethality, but they all have many restrictions. Power Michael is the only direct lethal power, and its limit is even greater. He dragged himself into the fire, as for the power Gabriel...

  Thinking of this power, Lorenzo felt that he was in the dark. He walked along the path under his feet, but couldn't see what was at the end of the road.

   "Lorenzo!"

  Shrike's shouts made Lorenzo wake up from thinking. He slowly turned around and saw the shrike standing behind the gate.

   "It looks like it's all solved?"

  Shrike ran over quickly, and as soon as he stepped into the scorched earth, he felt a sultry heat. Even if the power was relieved, the heat had not been dissipated.

   "Probably, at least this is resolved for now."

  Lorenzo glanced at the corpses on the scorched earth. They all became dark shells. Some of the shells began to collapse and turned into ashes on the ground. There was still a little fire burning in them, but they were just lingering.

   His eyes were a little lost, Lorenzo unconsciously held the sword and felt the pain and real feeling from the palm of his hand.

Mighty Gabriel is a voucher, a voucher for sublimation. After obtaining it, Lorenzo’s will can carry multiple powers, Mighty Medanzo, Mighty Michael, Mighty Gabriel List……

"If... if you say, hundreds of years ago, or even more distant time, if such a demon hunter came here and released such power to turn the frozen soil into scorched earth, destroying the cold and hard ice, together Burning to ashes with the enemy..."

  Lorenzo glanced across the ashes of this place, and finally fell on the shrike's face.

   "If you were the one who was lucky enough to see all this, what would you think?"

  Shrike was startled, and then said blankly.

   "God."

  Lorenzo smiled.

   "We are getting closer and closer to the truth, Shrike."

  In the age of ignorance, people with power are the gods walking on the land. Perhaps the pioneer is really the incarnation of Odin, or he really is immortal.

  Lorenzo has always had an indescribable feeling for the country builders...weird. How does an organization that castrates technology and relies only on ideas to maintain this continuity for thousands of years?

  Even a highly pure organization such as the Demon Hunter Group will inevitably decline in the end, how do they continue?

  Power·Gabriel.

  In the long years, one body after another is iterated. They are like passers-by, watching the changes of the world, only taking action at critical moments, disturbing the direction of the world.

  If Lorenzo’s conjecture is correct, then the end of the world in Inervig’s mouth overlaps with the revelation of the evangelical church, and they are of the same origin.

   "So... where is Frocky?"

  Lorenzo then looked at Garon behind the gate. Although he had a smile on his face, his words were full of threats.

Now Lingbing Bay is a place of right and wrong. Maybe Lorenzo just solved it. It was just the first wave of offensive at the end of the association. There may be a second wave and a third wave next, as well as those kings who are watching. With the lords.

  Garon’s heart sank. He thought he was saved, but he didn’t expect that the opponent’s target was also Frocky, and...

  The melodious bell rang, Shrike pulled the death knell, and the bullet fell in front of Kanon, his expression unkind.

   "Where is Froggy Wilgudson?"

  Shrike repeated again.

There is still a faint flame on the scorched earth. The two are like death gods. They give Kanon and others a sense of despair that is far greater than that of the final organization. At least the guys of the final organization can be killed. But after seeing Lorenzo’s flames After that, no one felt able to contend with it.

   Garon laughed miserably, staring at the death knell in Shrike's hand, his voice intermittently.

   "I remember this gun, so it was you, right? You really came back."

  This revolver that only exists in the story, Garon heard Frocky mention it. He said that one day someone will come to him holding this gun, but he didn't expect it to be today.

   "Old friend?"

   Lorenzo asked. It seemed that Garon was familiar with Shrike, at least familiar with his gun.

  "I didn't know him. During that voyage, only Frocky and I survived," Shrike said calmly, "It was probably Frocky who told the story in the sea of ​​silence."

   "Is that so?"

Lorenzo did not continue to ask. From the time Shrike told the story, he realized what the Shrike was hiding. His story consists of most of the truth and a small part of lies. The overall story is still true, but Lorenzo It is suspected that some places are false.

  For example, how he survived.

  There is no need to ask, whether it is Lorenzo or Shrike, they are not good people. There is a dirty and muddy corner deep in their hearts, waiting for the day of the trial, exposed to the hot sun.

  Lorenzo felt that that day was coming soon.

   "Do you want to resist?"

  Shrike held his gun. The previous firing was only a deterrent, but now the gun is pointed at Garon’s head, he is not joking.

  Galon shook his head, and with the help of his deputy, he stood up with difficulty. He glanced at the gazes of the people around him. Some were devoured in despair, and some held weapons and wanted to try again.

   "No need, we can't even resist the offensive of the final association, let alone you."

  Karon sighed long and motioned for the two to follow.

   A few soldiers were left at the gate, and the others followed Garon back into the building. Everyone rested and regrouped. The night was long, and no one knew what would happen next.

  Watching the night warily

  Gradually, one soldier after another was dispatched by Garon, and only him and his deputy, Lorenzo and Shrike were left in the team.

   "Why do you want to leave others? Why, take us into a trap and try to counterattack?"

  Lorenzo followed Garon and asked directly.

"You are really vigilant," Garon paused, and looked at the fearsome stranger. "I'm actually taking them away, but it has nothing to do with traps? What's more, traps can really kill you. ?"

Lorenzo did not respond. He continued to follow Garon. The corridors here were as complicated as a maze. When passing by some fork roads, Lorenzo could feel something at the end of the road, but now Froggy is the most important thing, and Lorenzo did not. Concerned too much, has been following Kanon.

   "You don't want other people to see Frocky, what happened to him?" Shrike saw through Garon's intentions.

   "He is sick, a disease I haven't seen before, and he is very sick."

   Jialong staggered forward, the injury on his ankle was only briefly bandaged, and as he progressed, a lot of blood was left behind.

   "So this is true? Not a scam."

  Lorenzo was a little surprised. It seemed that Gallon was telling the truth, and Froggy was indeed sick.

"Otherwise, and do I have any need to deceive? I'm just his attendant, his servant... Maybe a few decades ago, I still had a chance to usurp this territory, but now as long as the adult dies, I will fall into this place. The scramble of contention, I am lucky to survive." Garon said.

   "Then you are really loyal."

   Admired Garon on his mouth, but the death knell kept pointing at Garon's head, and Shrike followed him to prevent any small movements of Garon.

   "Part of it, I need an adult to live. Once he dies, Lingbingwan will fall into conflict. Where can I go?" Jialong said calmly.

"Before the civil war was over, there were expelled Vikings in each territory. Their lord banished themselves, and other territories would not accept themselves. These people usually unite together and become free pirates. Some While living in various countries, some went to the outside world, or came to Lingbing Bay."

   "Why are you here?" Lorenzo asked curiously.

"Because the lords here don’t care about this. Long ago, Lingbing Bay was a domestic trading port. The lords did not refuse anyone who came, and allowed them to live here. As long as they abide by their own rules, many were banished. People came here and started a new life, and I was one of them."

  Garon seemed to be many years old. He tried to preserve Lingbing Bay under the influence of all parties, but the sudden attack tonight completely put an end to it.

  "It’s not for Master Frocky, I am more inclined to do it for this land. If he dies, this land will no longer exist."

   "He is not a qualified lord."

  The deputy who has been silent said, "If he chases power, if he stops obsessing with the sea, if... all this will be changed."

   "Then he will die miserably."

  Lorenzo indifferently interrupted the deputy's words, "You still want power in this important place?"

   "It should be said that it is precisely because Frocky doesn't care about these things that he makes foreign countries and the lord feel at ease, otherwise Lingbing Bay has already fallen into the flames of war."

  The deputy no longer speaks.

   "So this is your plan? Lorenzo, you wanted to do it in the first place?"

At this time, Shrike asked, he could see that there was a little light at the end of the tunnel, the torch was burning quietly, there was also the oncoming wind, a vague door, standing in between, waiting for the arrival of several people. visit.

   "Otherwise? I remember what I said on the boat, find Frocky, hold him, and then leave, no matter what foreign countries and lords, we do ours, they compete with them."

  This is Lorenzo's plan. It is simple and rude. Even if there is no end-of-association attack, he is ready to plan one by himself. It can be said that he and the end-associated lunatics thought of going together.

   "But after you said so many reasons, I still don't understand...Why are you so obedient? Kanon."

  Just a few steps away from the gate, Lorenzo stopped suddenly, and the sword lay lightly on Garon’s neck, Lorenzo said curiously.

"why?"

  Garon didn’t look back, he paused, then smiled.

   "When you see him, you will understand."

  (End of this chapter)