Ember Gun

  Chapter 563 Courage

The wind and cold rain poured into the messy command room. Under the invasion of the monsters, it almost turned into ruins. Fortunately, the main function has not been destroyed. The number traveled on this turbulent sea.

Garon fell to one side. It was difficult for him to move long distances due to an ankle injury. Therefore, at Frocky’s order, only Kraff and Seleu left here along the broken long ladder, while Garon was in Here accompanied Frocky on this final journey.

  Looking at the crooked but tall figure, the fear in Kanon's heart disappeared. He clenched the pocket knives scattered on the side, preparing to deal with the danger of possible explosion.

  Flo base station is in front of the rudder wheel, facing the violent storm.

  This turbulent sea brings people only endless fear, but in Frocky’s eyes, it is so beautiful, like a golden wheat field, it makes people intoxicated.

Froggy's life was dedicated to the exploration of the silent sea. In order to build a big ship that can penetrate into the silent sea, he fully supported the establishment of the Lingbingwan Shipyard, allowing trade between the territories, and greedily plundering wealth. , Thus creating one after another even larger iron-clad ships.

  Because of these many reasons, Frocky is actually very good at manipulating iron-clad ships, even the strange Chenhui Advance under him. Froggy began to learn this as early as after leaving alive on the Narwhal.

   "Old friend..."

  Frocky muttered in a low voice.

  The earthly python leaned out in the storm and sea fog, and the rusty narwhal sailed out of the wind and waves.

  For an instant, Froggy felt like he was back ten years ago. He was still trapped in the endless wind and rain. Everything he experienced during the ten years was just a short dream.

  Nothing has changed, the only thing that has changed is himself.

  The majestic body became rickety, his strong muscles began to shrink and dry, his gray hair fell messily, in a panic, and his body was still smelling of urine, but his eyes were still bright, and the soul hidden in it was full of enthusiasm.

   "My lord...Lingbing Bay..."

  Seeing Frocky's recovery, Garon finally recovered from his ecstasy, and then confided in sadness.

  "Don't be sad, Jialong, at least don't be sad for Lingbing Bay."

  Frocky stared forward, his eyes had not been moved all the time.

  In the long days affected by erosion, Frocky dreamed that he was wandering above this quiet sea, this empty silent sea.

  Sometimes he can see everything in this world from the reflection on the sea surface, and sometimes the breeze that rises will blow everyone's words.

   During this journey, although Frocky was in madness, he knew very well what was happening around him, the battle of Lingbing Bay, the fight of monsters, the advance of Jihai...

  Frocky knows exactly what the situation is now. He is fearless and has no attachment.

   "Although these words are cruel to you, they are the truth."

  Frocky held the rudder wheel, and the cold wind gradually made him lose consciousness, and his gradually alienated body exploded with extremely powerful vitality, allowing him to stand tall in it.

   "Lingbing Bay is worthless to me, Jialong."

  Garon felt that his breathing had stopped, and his pupils were stiff.

   "It has always been this mysterious sea that has driven me... Whether it is Lingbing Bay, the shipyard, or everything else, it’s just for the present."

  Frocky is in a wonderful mood.

  Garon's breathing became a bit hurried. Hearing Frocky's cruel words, he only felt that his mind was about to be torn apart. This was everything that was far more abominable than the erosion of demons.

  The things he sticks to, the things he clings to are just Frocky's tools, tools to achieve his goals.

  Frocky never cared about territorial power, all he had in mind was Jihai.

  Or rather...the chart that has not yet been completed.

  Frocky gripped the pocket knife slightly, he could feel the breath behind him, Kanon's complex emotions, and more things that were hard to describe clearly.

   Finally sighed.

   Jialong stood up with his pocket knife, his expression low, but there was a bright light in his eyes.

  "You gave me a second chance. If this is what you want, then this is mine."

  He grasped the twisted steel, let himself stand firmly, holding a folding knife in the other hand, guarding Frocky's side.

  Frocky laughed loudly, not caring about his deformed body.

   "Holmos! That is just a beast! He only obeys instinct, without wisdom at all!"

   Lorenzo on deck heard Frocky's response, similar to his guess, the sea snake in front of him was like those watchmen, without the slightest wisdom at all, and some were just laws that acted under certain rules.

  【Adjust the hull, I will shell it with Ascalon. 】

Lorenzo's voice sounded in Frocky's mind. Both of them were similar lunatics, and they didn't need any extra words. Frocky immediately controlled the turn of the Chenhui Advance, and Lorenzo was also in the first place. Time controls the black angel running wildly on the deck.

  【Everyone looks for cover. 】

On the way to   , Lorenzo issued orders to all the survivors.

The battle is no longer something mortals can participate in. This is a war between false gods. They are like knights sprinting towards each other in a duel field. Both sides set up heavy lances, just waiting for the moment when they cross each other. Points are born and die.

Ascalon was Lorenzo’s lance. The horn of the Blood Shark successfully made a big hole in the sea snake’s body. The terrifying vitality was revived on it, but if you want to heal such a terrifying injury, you still need For a long time, this is Lorenzo's opportunity.

  As long as Ascalon can accurately hit the wound and penetrate the sea snake’s torso, Lorenzo will be able to invade while he is weak.

  Invade the false god’s [Gap], and invade the Watcher’s [Gap].

  Lorenzo tried not to let himself think further, he had no idea what kind of situation he would encounter in it.

  For Sea Snake, he also has the opportunity to destroy Chenhui Advance. As long as he releases that waterfall-like streamer again, the instantaneous extreme temperature will easily evaporate Chenhui Advance into nothingness.

  Take the Blood Shark as an example. Nothing can survive under it, and everything will fall into nothingness.

  Lorenzo only had one chance to fire. After one, even if he wouldn't die in the streamer, the rest of the people would not be spared.

  That is the extreme temperature, issuing burning orders to all things, holding the power of death.

  The ultimate expression of power Michael.

   "Then let's take a gamble..."

  Lorenzo whispered.

  The black angel leaped high, leaped over the hook in the violent wind, and swayed with it with the power of the armor of original sin, and at the same time, Lorenzo opened his eyes on the hanging tower.

He took control of the technician located on the pendant tower, and quickly manipulated it to make the pendant tower start moving again. In the previous raging waves, it was smashed by broken ice, and the mechanical arms and supports were slightly twisted, but fortunately It can still keep running, Lorenzo doesn't need them to persist for too long, as long as he can move Ascalon's barrel.

  The muzzle points to the sea, and Lorenzo needs to raise its angle so that it can hit the sea snake at an angle.

The Shanghai Snake on the surface of the sea has already started its action. As the Blood Shark was completely destroyed, he regarded the Chenhui Advance as his next target, but just like playing with prey, the Sea Snake was not eager to destroy the Chenhui Advance, but slowly Moving forward, slowly torturing the poor prey, venting his anger.

  In order to accomplish his goal, Lorenzo used the [interval] to move continuously, which put a great burden on his consciousness and made him discover something interesting when spreading erosion.

   "Epidemic doctor! You are not dead!"

  Lorenzo yelled, his voice echoing in the [Gap], communicating.

  The cold sea water boils completely with the rising light, and the water temperature is terribly high.

The epidemic doctor was struggling in the boiling water. His appearance was terrible. He lost 30% of his flesh and blood, and his bones were hung in the scarlet flesh and blood, and he completely relied on his tentacles to firmly bind himself to the sea snake. On his scales, he greedily sucked the hot blood to keep himself alive.

   "Almost died."

  The epidemic doctor responded.

  At the moment when the white light was soaring, Lorenzo's boarding body was directly evaporated into fine dust, and the epidemic doctor was not much better. In an instant, most of his body was burned into nothingness by the high temperature.

  Fortunately, the power Yanar was embodied in his body, with strong vitality erupting, scarlet tentacles weaving red eggs, and rapid growth to resist burning.

  Even so, the epidemic doctor was severely injured. He parasitized himself on the sea snake to regain his strength and reorganized the body's organs little by little. It was only a few minutes ago that he regained his eyes and saw the light again.

   "Holmos! This ghost is not a sea snake!"

  The rush of shouts exploded in Lorenzo’s ears, and Lorenzo could actually feel the fear of the epidemic doctor in it.

"What did you say!"

  Lorenzo didn’t know what the epidemic doctor was talking about. He returned to his body, and the black angel dragged the hook to catch Ascalon’s barrel.

  This time without him having to switch back and forth, the pendant started by itself, hoisted the barrel, and placed it on the raised cabin and ruins.

   was the technician who had not had time to evacuate. He controlled the hoist and gave Lorenzo a thumbs up.

  Lorenzo did not know his name. At this distance, the wind and rain obscured his vision. Lorenzo couldn't even see his face, and there was no time to say any words of thanks. The epidemic doctor's roar sounded again.

   "Take a look for yourself!"

  The words fell, and Lorenzo could feel that the passage was opened.

  The [Gap] of the Epidemic Doctor opened up, and said welcome to Lorenzo.

For a while, Lorenzo didn't know what to do. The enemy of the Epidemic Doctor opened the [interval] to him so easily, and Lorenzo was wondering if there was any conspiracy in it, and even said that the Epidemic Doctor was true. Is it still an epidemic doctor?

  In these few minutes of losing contact, what happened?

   "Leave it to me here, Lorenzo!"

  Hesitatingly, another familiar voice sounded.

  Lorenzo looked at the figure emerging from the elevator platform with a look of surprise.

"Can you?"

   "If you mean protecting Ascalon, I can still do it."

  The sound rang from under the armor of the weapon division, and the Shrike stepped into the battlefield again.

Looking at the weapon master who started again, Lorenzo realized that this time the weapon master had unloaded all the weapons, only a few sharp blades were retained, and its figure seemed a little thin, like a desperado. .

  The inner shrike's face was a bit hideous, and his injuries were serious, but after entering the armor, the flesh and blood of the demon coexisted with him. They were infecting the shrike, but they were also healing him.

  This is a gift from the devil, which Shrike should have refused, but for the greater goal, he is willing to accept it.

   "I will do more and play more value."

   Shrike murmured, probably this kind of psychology supported him to drive the weapon master again.

  His life not only belongs to himself, but also to those who died to save him. For these huge wishes, Shrike happily went.

Blue Jade can only watch the depart of Shrike. The three generations of armor have a small proportion of the blood and flesh of the monsters. They cannot use the blood of the monsters to maintain their own life. Therefore, the injured she can only hide under their shelter. .

   "Hyboard!"

   Shrike shouted again. He didn't know why he called Haibod, but he felt that this guy was nearby.

  Hyboard is a very reliable tool. At this time, there should be as many such tools as possible.

  The scene was silent for a few minutes. In the shadow, Hebbode murmured secretly. He grabbed the thermal rifle and jackknife, and told Seleu and Clough who were avoiding with him behind him.

   "Listen to Lorenzo and stay under this bunker."

   Seleuc nodded obediently, but he was not sure how much he listened to. During the time he got along, he had realized that this little girl was not so quiet on the surface.

  Kraf on the side also nodded vigorously, but Haibod snatched it over.

  "This does not include you! You and me go with you!"

  Kradu's face turned pale immediately, and he finally escaped from this hellish battlefield, and stepped into **** again, it took more than ordinary courage.

  Hyboard also understood Clough’s fear, and he threatened immediately.

   "Are you going to back down? This will be laughed at by God Odin."

  Craft is not a fanatic, but God Odin still has a certain influence in his heart, and even if these are not involved, the fear of war is a shame to the Vikings.

   "So what about her?"

Clover suddenly pointed to Seleu and said.

   "She is not a Viking, she doesn't believe this."

   Listening to Haibod's words, Clough felt like being deceived. No one would have thought that he would be aware of the falsehood of his beliefs at this time, but he had no time to say anything, Haibod said again.

   "Today enough people died for us, do you want to be a coward?"

Haibod glanced at the weapon division who was struggling to move forward. He remembered the tragedy of Shrike. It was Haibod who carried him in the medical cabin. It stands to reason that Shrike should hide there honestly, waiting for victory or death, but now He is here again.

   Turning his head, Clough was stunned. He and Haibod looked at each other, and it was at this time that he noticed Haibod's state.

  Hibald's body was stained with blood, his eyes were filled with fear of death, and the hand holding the folding knife couldn't help trembling.

  Hybod was in fear, he was also in fear, and finally crawled out of hell, he did not want to return to this ghost place than Kraff.

   "Why... why?"

  Clough didn’t understand, he just had to pretend not to hear. This kind of battlefield is no longer a battlefield that mortals can join, so why bother to go back?

   "Because he called me."

  Hibald said, and then walked into the patter of light rain.

  (End of this chapter)