Ember Gun

  Chapter 551 Winding Atrium

  Exhaustion, fatigue, and drowsiness.

The shrike was probably too tired. The moment he went to bed, his tight muscles relaxed, and his highly concentrated thoughts were liberated at this moment. The shrike easily fell asleep, sleeping too heavy, like a corpse. The same, lying on the bed.

As usual, the Shrike will have a comfortable sleep and wake up a few hours later, just like a new life. Unfortunately, the environment in which the Shrike fell asleep was different this time. He was already in the sea of ​​silence, invisible. Corrosion lingers beside him at all times, even if he falls asleep, he is not immune.

  The invisible palms rubbed the head of the shrike lightly. They added a hateful color to this peaceful dream, burning away the beauty, leaving only the hideous gray.

   Dense sweat appeared on his forehead, the shrike's breathing became a bit heavy, his limbs twitched slightly, as if he was facing some enemy in his dream.

  The sound of splashing water came from a long distance, and then the metal crashing. At first they were also very far away, but the sound gradually became sharp and clear, as if they were approaching the shrike.

  Shrike was a little bored. These things interfered with his sleep, but he didn't know where these things came from. He didn't pay attention to these things. Instead, he lay on the ground honestly, trying to enter a deeper sleep.

   "Wake up! Shrike!"

  Someone was talking in his ear, and Shrike couldn't understand what he was talking about. He covered his ears, changed his posture, and continued to sleep.

  But the voice didn't cut off, it continued to echo around Shrike, repeatedly.

   "Shrike! Shrike!"

  The man kept calling, until the man lost all patience and roared.

   "Wake up! Shrike!"

Shrike woke up, only feeling a huge force. Shrike was dragged up by someone and opened his eyes. The storm and thunder covered every place in his vision. The cold rain slapped his face, making him sleepy. The ground left, and the pain from the body continued to aggravate these.

   "Shrike! Hold on!"

  The familiar face yelled at him, and Shrike looked over and saw the rain spreading on his face, as if he was crying.

   "Lan...Lancelot?"

Shrike read his name, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, he was like a puppet, controlled by Lancelot, forced him to stand up, and then stuffed a weapon into his hand. .

   "Hold on, we can get out!"

  Lancelot said again, his words trembled, but he still said forcefully, as if he wanted to convince himself of this.

  Shrike looked at other places, and at this moment, only horror remained on his sleepy face.

  He is on a huge ship, on a huge ship coming from deep in memory.

The narwhal was fully powered, breaking the sea water and the ice, and by the way, it also crushed all the monsters howling in the sea. The corpses and broken limbs splashed with the waves, and the blood stained the sea and gathered into a mass. A cloud of black fog, it advances all the way, unstoppable, and follows its trajectory from the sky.

  The waterway appeared, and a brilliant aurora ran through the sky and the earth. It was so bright that even the roaring storm could not block its light. It pointed the road sign and led the narwhal to escape the sea.

   "Speed ​​up! That ghost is going to catch up!"

  Another voice sounded. He waved his hand axe and easily cut off a demon's head, then kicked the headless corpse into the sea.

Wearing armor and animal skins on his body, he looked bloated, but he moved very quickly. He directly took out a silver revolver with his backhand and fired at the monster who climbed onto the deck at the other end. The sound of gunfire and thunder sounded together, shocking his mind. At the same time, the head of the demon instantly burst into a cloud of broken blood, and then poured into the boiling sea below him.

"damn it!"

  Seeing Frocky, all the lost memories appeared in front of him. Even if Shrike raised his pistol, he wanted to kill Frocky with a single shot, but Lancelot stopped him.

   "We still need him."

  Lanlost said to the Shrike, and saw that his face was pale, one hand was already protecting his waist, and the other hand was dragging the weapon.

   "But that bastard!" Shrike roared.

   "At least he is still useful now!" Lancelot covered the gunshot wound on his waist and said to Shrike, "At least we need him to take us out of the sea of ​​silence now!"

   "But...but..."

Seeing Lancelot like this, Shrike didn’t know what to say for a while, Froggy this **** shot Lancelot with a single shot. If there is no change right now, maybe they are all dead now, and The narwhal underneath will also be usurped by Frocky.

   "Only the living can have revenge, and when they die, there is nothing left."

  Lancelot said in a low voice to Shrike, the gunshot wound caused him to lose blood and his strength was low. If it weren't for the bad situation right now, maybe Lancelot had fallen down following the exhaustion in his heart.

   "I... I get it."

  Seeing this shrike could only hold back the hatred in his heart, he squeezed the weapon in his hand and covered Lancelot's advance.

  They and Frocky have become enemies, but in the face of the threat of this sea of ​​silence, they have to unite together.

   "Ship Doctor!"

The Shrike yelled, and the ship doctor heard the call. They rushed into the rainstorm with the medical box, and in the shadow of a shelter from the wind, doing simple wound treatment for Lancelot, while the Shrike kept pulling the trigger. Shoot the demons who are trying to get close here.

The ship doctor roughly cut the wound, took out the bullet, and performed hemostasis and sutures for Lancelot. In this case, they could only do this. Lancelot didn't care, he injected himself. A Florent medicine stood up again and commanded the scene.

   "A monster crawled in along the damaged location!"

  Someone shouted in the rainstorm, and then there was fierce gunfire in the cabin.

  "Notify them! Give up other areas and guard the power room!"

Lancelot yelled at the soldiers, as long as the powerhouse does not fall, the Narwhal can move forward. In this case, there is no need to care about other things. Escape from this storm is the first thing to solve. problem.

The fierce gunshots continued, and the picture in front of him flew away. Shrike felt like he was in a killing madness. Only repeated bullets and fires were left in his mind. The fire was shot in all directions, but he still couldn't stop the advance of the demons. They are as numerous as a colony of ants, covering every part of the narwhal, gnawing on steel with fangs and claws, trying to drag it into the deep ocean.

   "It's coming! Watch out for the impact!"

  Frocky found something, he screamed, and then rushed to the nearest building, firmly grasping what he could hold, and even hacked into steel with a hand axe to fix himself.

  Following his shouting, there was a commotion on the deck for a while. Everyone stopped firing at the demon, and, like Frocky, looked for the nearest bunker.

"what happened?"

  Shrike only woke up from Zhan Kuang's madness. He looked around with some doubts, and his consciousness was a little confused, but then he saw it.

  The boiling sea began to bulge, and it seemed that something was about to come out. Not only the people on the boat, even the demons, all followed their instincts to flee in an instant, as if there was something coming from the far shore that would come here.

   "Shrike! What are you stupidly thinking about!"

Lancelot yelled at him, and at the same time threw a rope to the shrike. He instinctively grasped the rope. The next moment the endless sea waves were rolled up, and the rolling storm stopped for a few minutes at this moment. Then the rising sea water turned into heavy rain, and after the blurred water curtain, a huge dark figure appeared in front of his eyes.

  The sprinkled aurora reflected on its body, and the dark scale armor was like a clean mirror, refracting these rays, and then fully revealing its horrible and depressive figure.

It was a big snake, an extremely huge sea snake. Only the part exposed to the surface of the sea was already larger than the narwhal. There were complicated patterns on the scales, as if it were artificially carved mantras. These words are so beautiful. It was so obscure that people who looked at this thing felt that their pupils were stung by something, and they looked away.

  A light fell, and the huge snake eyes were peeking at everyone on the boat, the white fireworks floating in the beast's eyes.

  Everyone who looked directly at it was filled with instinctual fear. The legendary myth and reality overlapped together. They became part of the story and stepped into the realm of the gods.

   "The big snake entwining the atrium."

The shrike witnessed the blazing snake eyes and muttered to himself, and then the waves hit the narwhal. In the violent shaking, someone wailed and was thrown off the ship. The shrike was also rolling back and forth on the deck, fortunately he held it tightly. Stayed on the rope and did not leave the narwhal.

   "Speed ​​up!"

Froggy kept shouting, such weak shouts can't change anything at all. With the spread of erosion, communication has been interrupted. Every time you communicate with the power room, you need a soldier who is not afraid of death to break through the demons. cabin.

But it seems that the people in the power room also saw this weird scene through the porthole. The Narwhal became agitated, and it began to accelerate slowly, this time faster than before, and it followed the waves stirred by the big snake. move forward.

The serpent is not in a hurry to attack. It is like a predator playing with its prey. It quietly observes the struggle of mortals and tastes their despair. The almost condensed fear spreads from the narwhal, which is as delicious. The smell of wine stimulated the sense of smell of the demons, and they let out blood-thirsty cheers and continued to move upward.

   "Frocky! What to do!"

  Lancelot shouted to him, this cunning Viking seemed to be the last hope, and his understanding of Jihai far exceeded anyone.

   "I don't know!" Frocky looked at the big snake straight into the storm with fascination, his voice was full of excitement, "Because I haven't sailed so deep before!"

  Limited by the environment and ship factors, before the iron-clad ship appeared in Lengbing Bay, Frocky had not been able to go so deep into the sea of ​​silence. He was both terrified and delighted.

   "Fuck, this lunatic!"

   Lancelot yelled, he should have been aware of these since Frocky betrayed them. After Frocky usurped the narwhal, all he had to do was drive toward the deeper part of the sea of ​​silence.

  This is a journey of no return, he never thought of leaving alive.

   "It's near!"

  Shrike got up from the deck embarrassedly. He saw the big snake lowered and leaned against the narwhal. In this contrast, human beings were so small that Shrike could not think of any other countermeasures other than escape.

  It was also at this time, it seemed that the surviving people in the cabin could no longer restrain their inner fears. They went crazy and did all the actions they could.

  Fixed artillery fire.

  The side of the ship's side aroused a dazzling fire, and the remaining fixed artillery fired one after another. As soon as the snake approached, dozens of tons of heavy projectiles were smashed fiercely on its body.

  The attack was effective, and the dark scale armor was ruptured one by one, revealing the scarlet flesh and blood under it. The hot blood mixed with the cold sea water, making a sizzling sound, and then becoming a member of the storm.

  The artillery fire continued, and people dominated by fear attacked the serpent frantically. In the smoke, the serpent burst into the sky above the narwhal.

   "It is irritated!"

Lancelot said and ran in the direction of the far snake's head. Amidst the loud noise, the snake's head slammed on the narwhal, ploughing everything on the deck, no matter it was The building was still a human being, and it was easily smashed, and the broken flesh and steel sank to the bottom of the sea, enjoying the eternal silence.

It dived into the bottom of the sea again, and then rose up on the other side of the narwhal. The serpent tried to wrap the narwhal with its huge body, thus hanging the iron-clad ship completely, and the fixed artillery opened fire, like a narwhal. A pair of fire wings spread out on both sides of the ship's gunwale, and the shaking of the wings pushed the Narwhal away from death.

  The harsh roar resounded, and the sea shook along with it. Everyone on the ship's heartbeat accelerated because of the roar, and some people even shed blood in their ears.

The speed of the big snake began to accelerate. It stopped playing with its prey, and saw the sea bulging again. The next moment the snake head hit the side of the narwhal, the steel shattered, the structure collapsed, and a huge wound appeared on the side of the ship. Tons of seawater poured into it, and people were swept away by the sea before they screamed. The demons came along with the ravages of the sea and brought their final death.

  Shrike looked at all this dullly, he was still too naive, everyone was like this, they couldn't escape at all, facing this kind of creatures beyond common sense, mortal steel and gunpowder had no chance of winning at all.

The heavy impact continued, and every time it sounded, there would be an extra wound on the narwhal. Its speed gradually slowed down, like a tired old man, and finally stopped until the dark blue water completely removed it. Buried.

  ……

   "So ten years ago, Lancelot didn't die directly at that time?"

  Lorenzo leaned against the door, listening to Garon’s telling, unsurprisingly, Shrike lied to himself, at least some of the stories he told were replaced by lies.

   "I don't know, I also listened to Master Frocky." Gallon said.

   "Why did he say this to you?"

  Lorenzo asked, although it is the same story, through the telling of different people, their appearance has become distorted, making it impossible for people to see its true colors.

   "Because the adults want me to be prepared, he said that if nothing happens, someone will come back with that gun to avenge him in many years."

   "Vengeance? Why do I sound like Frocky seems quite happy?"

   Although it was relayed by Garon, Lorenzo still felt a trace of joy in the words, a weird joy.

   "Because the adults also said that people who have revenge will bring new ships and explore the ships of the quiet sea."

   Garon whispered, Froggy’s dedication to the Sea of ​​Silence far exceeded everyone's imagination. He coughed a few times, and then continued.

   "Then comes the next story, a story about choices."

  (End of this chapter)