Ember Gun

  Chapter 606 The Fallen

  【Final Yan Echo】.

  The final gift from the Keeper, the most powerful "variable" in this long war.

  Lorenzo has high hopes for it, maybe it can become the ending note of this grand performance, making all this crazy quiet again.

  "[Final Echo], the ultimate antimemetic weapon of the old man, is that it severely inflicted the unspeakable into a long sleep, and this is the last and only one."

Lorenzo's mouth was slightly raised, and he could clearly feel it when he looked around. As the black cube was placed on the round table, the minds of other people were slightly shaken for an instant, and their eyes were swallowed by the deep darkness. Move away.

  Whether it is Arthur, Zuozhen, or even the very unconscionable Siao Liangxi, everyone kept absolutely silent, staring at the black cube with solemn expression.

  Heavy heartbeat in the calmness gradually rose, like a densely interlaced drumbeat, until Lorenzo clapped his hands vigorously, and the loud applause evoked several people from their enchanted state.

The cold sweat slipped slowly, and everyone was in a state of awakening from a big dream. They looked at people nearby in a panic, and then witnessed Lorenzo picking up the black cube and putting it away again. It was also at this time. The power that touched everyone's mind seemed to be isolated and disappeared.

   "I...I began to understand why you were chosen to be its sword bearer."

  Zuozhen's voice trembled a bit, but he soon returned to calm.

   "The demon hunter is not so good. In order to restrain the demons in the blood, my will is usually very strong." Lorenzo said.

   "Also very optimistic." Zuo Zhen added.

   "Back to the topic, we cannot use this weapon on Roger and Adren. The only place it can be used is the Well of Sublimation, completely [exile] the unspeakable." Lorenzo emphasized.

  "But if you don’t use [Final Echo], judging from the current power of our cleansing mechanism, we don’t have the ability to destroy these two monsters.

  Iron and fire can kill the body, but cannot destroy the soul. "

  Lorenzo got up and walked along the round table, his voice was coming and going.

"As I mentioned in the report before, I have the power Gabriel, but I am not as sublimated as those two monsters. Even if I fight to the death, I don’t have the ability to confront them head-on, let alone. There are two."

   "Your life is still precious, we will not let you die like this." Arthur said at this time.

  Lorenzo is in control of [Final Yan Echo], and the cleansing mechanism also needs him to complete the final release to completely end all this.

   "So everyone of Jiu Xia, you who have antimemetic technology, do you have any gifts for us to see?"

  Lorenzo stopped behind Zuo Zhen, put his hands on his chair, pretending to be arrogant, and whispered softly.

  Zuo Zhen did not look back to look at Lorenzo. He put his hands on the table, propped up his chin, and looked down, like an old fox with a sinister head.

   "Like you knights who cleanse organs, our anonymity is also in Nine Summers, a special force that fights against demons. Correspondingly, we also have the power to suppress demons." Zuo Zhen said.

"for example?"

   "Antimemetic."

  Lorenzo smiled when he heard the answer he wanted.

"The cleansing mechanism uses machinery and the flesh and blood of demons. The Demon Hunting Clan simply draws taboos from the blood and re-enter the path of sublimation... No matter how cautious you are, these powers are still related to demons, right?" Zuo The town looked at Arthur in front of him, "I think you should have paid the price for this."

  The destruction of the old mankind, the loss of control of the armor of original sin, the outbreak of the night of the Holy Prophet... things related to demons, it seems that there is always no happy ending.

"As early as the establishment of Nine Summers, our secret guards made the decision to ban demons. The power we should have has nothing to do with demons, even with armor technology." Zuo Zhen remembered the original sin armor and added Said, "Of course, our armor should be considered lagging behind yours now."

  Hearing this, Merlin wanted to ask Zuo Zhen about their technical problems, but he calmed down again. It is not an occasion to exchange technical skills.

   "For this reason, our weapon against demons is antimeme. We directly use this power to weaken and kill them."

  Zuozhen explained the power of the anonymous people to everyone.

"So you came here with a lot of antimemetic weapons?" Lorenzo was calm on the surface, and almost jumped up in his heart. Once it was possible, they had the spear that killed the sublimators, which was not what armor could resist. s damage.

"Antimemetic is a piece of self-enclosed information. Once it is diffused, it will also contaminate and enclose more information. Therefore, in order to check and balance the power of containment, we usually need a carrier to limit it, just like preservation. The black cube that echoed]."

  Zuozhen’s words proved that he did understand antimemetics, he continued.

   "Different antimemetic strengths have different effects. When we fight, we usually don't use strong antimemes, otherwise it will put our own people in trouble."

  Zuo Zhen lifted a handful of exquisite firearms from his side and placed it on a round table. The brass inlaid was outlined with cloud patterns, the wooden support had fine carvings, and the smaller corners were engraved with inscriptions.

  There are many decorations, which prove the noble status of the owner, but in essence it is still a firearm, a weapon for killing.

"We make bullets a carrier of antimemetics. The bullets will penetrate their bodies. At the same time, the demons who are hit will lose cognition due to antimemetics, such as body actions, muscle tension, breathing, and even self. "

  Zuo Zhen gently stroked the gun, feeling the bumps and scars on the watch.

"The intensity of antimeme is not high, so the demon's cognitive impairment is not complete. It can be said that it will recognize again in a few minutes. Therefore, using this weapon to kill the demon requires fire suppression and cannot give them a chance to breathe. , We must pour our strength to destroy them completely while they are still suppressed."

   "Have you brought the technology to process bullets?"

   "Of course," Zuo Zhen said, "We have brought a lot of scholars. As long as you connect with the pump of Perpetual Motion, you will be able to use antimemetic ammunition soon with your industrial foundation."

   "More than that," Merlin said at this moment, "The Holy Silver Mine has been taken over by the Mechanical Academy, and the Holy Silver will soon cover all our weapon systems."

   "What else?" Lorenzo asked.

  "Antimemetic weapons don’t actually have much subdivisions, just different strengths.

We are carrying the [Wangchuan] grade antimemetic weapon, which is currently the most powerful antimemetic weapon in Nine Summers. Although it cannot match the [Final Echo] of the old humans, I think this weapon should be able to attack Roger and Ai. Delen works. "

  Zuo Zhen thought for a while, and then said again.

"When we left Jiuxia, we were told the importance of this action. It can be said that if the trouble of the unspeakable is not solved, we have no need to return to Jiuxia. Anyway, no matter where we are, we will Suffer a dark fate."

"so what?"

   "So I am very worried that our firepower is not enough. In addition to protecting the stability of Jiu Xia, we have brought almost all the [Wang Chuan] grade antimemetic weapons that can be mobilized."

  Zuozhen’s words were very calm, but the content of the words made everyone present a little uneasy. He probably also noticed the slightly changed expressions of other people, and he said cheerfully.

  "When I came, I was worried about whether it would make you too stressful, so what I said is rather vague, please rest assured.

  As for those enemies, if one is not enough, add a second and a third until they are all killed. I think Mr. Holmes should understand this. "

"I agree."

  Lorenzo responded. He stepped aside, sat back in his chair, and gave a thumbs to Zuozhen.

   "Are there so many antimemetic weapons? Without these enemies, I doubt you are going to start a war."

   "The war never ends, Mr. Holmes."

  Zuozhen smiled at Lorenzo and looked at him.

  The scene was silent for a few seconds. Everyone was thinking about the next state of affairs and what kind of changes the situation would take with the help of these weapons. Only Lorenzo was rubbing his hands, thinking about the enemy's death in his mind.

   Thinking about it, Lorenzo was still a little disappointed. If he was defeated by antimeme, then Lorenzo would also forget the appearance of these enemies, and the joy of victory would probably disappear by then.

  Finally, Lorenzo broke the calm, his voice was slightly distorted.

   "I start to like these guests."

  He slammed the table, his voice was low, like a monster crawling out of his lair, speaking to everyone.

   "So, gentlemen and ladies, what are you waiting for?"

  Lorenzo climbed onto the round table, stepped on the witness of this century of history, and drew out his sword.

   "It's time to act."

  ……

  The pillar of the furnace, the bottom of the mourning.

  In the dim darkness, the machinery roared, and the red metal moved along the conveyor belt and fell into the unknown darkness, leaving only a little bit of dark red.

  This is the central tower at the bottom of the Lamentation. It is not so much a tower as a giant pillar connected to the bottom of the pillar of the furnace. Several large vertical elevators rise along the pillars and pass through these secret passages to reach the surface.

  Washeng sat quietly in the corner of the central tower. From the raised round platform, you can see that most of the light below is in the range of light.

  She watched the silent world, saw Galahad walking by, and asked curiously.

   "Why is it called the bottom of the mourning?"

  When he heard the name here for the first time, Watson felt a little surprised. According to what is known so far, most of the naming of these different areas in Old Dunling are related to the nature of their functions, but here is somewhat different.

   "I thought you knew." Galahad said.

   "A gathering place for the forgotten? It seems that you don't want to be forgotten."

   "No one wants to be forgotten." Galahad replied indifferently.

  There are scavengers passing by here, and they are acting as if they are not emotional, executing the order like a machine. No one looks here, as if this is not an order, and there is no need to execute it.

  But such a group of indifferent guys, they feel sad because they are forgotten.

   Another thing fell in the dimness. It slowly fell on the elevator. It looked like a big guy, covered with cloth, and couldn't see what it was.

  "[Wangchuan] grade antimemetic weapons from Nine Summers, they are also part of the'Mechanical Resurrection' plan." Galahad said.

   "Where are those Jiu Xia people?"

  Watson's eyes accurately captured the figures on it, and they guarded the hooded weapons.

   "Like us, they are also a member of the story, and they are somewhat special, have a unified name, and are called ‘Cai Gong’."

   "Duke Cai?"

   "Well, they are very similar to us," Galahad let out a hoarse laugh, "I was affected by erosion and can only hide in the dark, and they can only hide in the shadows due to antimemetic factors."

"interesting."

  Watson was very interested in this so-called "Cai Gong", and wondered why they lost their name and became "Cai Gong".

   also at this moment another footstep sounded, and he walked out of the darkness and approached the two of them.

   Another man in black.

  Watson has not been in contact with the scavengers for a long time, but she also vaguely figured out some classifications of the scavengers from her own knowledge.

They are roughly divided into two categories. One category is executors. They are basically fully armed, hiding themselves in heavy clothing, silent and silent, and the other category is these people in black, that is, returning home. The dead, they are responsible for the operation of the scavenger department, and they can speak and communicate.

  The white fireworks rolled under the mask. The darkness under the hood could not stop Watson's snooping. In fact, the man in black didn't want to stop Watson's snooping.

   "I didn't expect... it would be you."

   Watson exclaimed.

  "Did we know each other before?"

  The man in black is puzzled, his voice is hoarse, with heavy breathing, scars on the skin can be seen in the dim light, and metal machinery all over his chest.

   "I know you, but you probably don't know me. I thought you died in that rainstorm."

  Speaking of this, Watson understood something, a chuckle broke out under the mask, and she looked at Galahad.

   "Is that why you are called the dead?"

   "No, not everyone is a dead person, it's just used to address some special people," Galahad explained, then nodded again, "but he and I are indeed dead."

   "Returners from the dead...but it doesn't mean you must be free from death."

  Watson walked towards the man in black, this was the first time she appeared to be so proactive.

   "You are still alive, I think Lorenzo must be very happy."

Hearing Lorenzo's name, the man in black was stunned. He didn't know how the guy in front of him learned of all this, but when he thought of her as the executor of the mechanical descent plan, he didn't have much doubts, after all. There are too many secrets in this world that I don't know yet.

  Just like I didn’t expect that in the depths of the old Dunling, there is still such a place, not to mention that I have become a member of them.

   "Lorenzo...hey..."

  The man in black smiled and said nothing.

   "So... nice to see you again."

Watson put his hand on his shoulder, and Lorenzo’s experience seemed to be Watson’s during the days when he was walking with Lorenzo. Although she never showed it, the feeling of returning at this moment made her feel like a loss. Leng Che's heart has been a little bit of joy after a long time.

  These familiar faces.

   "Joy Joshua."

  A little light flashed in his bloodshot eyes, Joey remembered, it seems that in the depths of this darkness, no one has called himself that way for a long time.

  (End of this chapter)