Ember Gun

  Chapter 185 Flying

In a trance, everything in the past is looking back. Seleu knows this state. In a translation from Jiu Xia, he said that this phenomenon is called a revolving lantern. It probably means looking back at the events of his life before he died. Experience it again.

  Like the tide, it spread over Seleuc a little bit, pushing all the forgotten ashore.

  From the day of birth, the world was a misty gray, until that day Seleuc held the stone tightly.

She smashed the man, just like she smashed her own destiny, so she smashed the door open, a neurosis broke into this gray world, he felt quite monotonous, not only suggested that he plant some green plants, but also recommended himself Raise a few fish.

   "Real life is so miserable, you have to enrich the spiritual world, you are right."

  He said so at the time.

  So the weed named Lorenzo Holmes grew over the gray world, causing the flowers to wither before they could grow...

  Ah, how come my thinking becomes neurotic when I die?

   Seleuc laughed an ugly smile. This ghost has really had a great influence on him. Should he say that his true identity is revealed?

   But anyway, no one will find out.

  So everything fell silent, and it was only a few seconds later that her hearing slowly returned to Seleu. All the delayed sounds poured into her ears in an instant, overlapping together, almost torn her mind.

  The expected death did not come, or that the **** of death came, but it did not descend on Seleuc’s body.

   "Lorenzo..."

  Seleu was a little afraid to watch that scene.

  The fiery fireworks burned, Lorenzo had a chance to kill her, which frustrated Lawrence's attempt, but in the end the sword was cut elsewhere.

   "I thought you would be alert for a while?"

  Lorenzo set up the blade hard, but it was unsustainable.

   "You are really cunning."

   Lawrence exclaimed with anger.

  At the last moment, he arrived with a hurricane-like sword, and directly tore the door of the car, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

  Lorenzo held up a spiked sword, but the second spiked sword hit him from a difficult angle. It pierced the wound on Lorenzo's waist and abdomen, making the wound worse.

   "Then guess if there are still a bunch of incendiary bombs that can burn you to death?"

  Lorenzo responded with a chuckle. He seemed calmer than he had ever had before, but in fact, this was a trance after blood loss. The side effects of the overdose of Florund's medicine had already manifested, and the iron will was about to collapse.

   "I won't give you another chance!"

   "Don't say so sure, as you said, I'm a cunning guy."

Lorenzo furiously shook the nail sword away, and his tired body burned again. This time Lorenzo could not retreat. He would not even have the opportunity to fight. Seleu was behind him. Once Lawrence broke through, the whole game All lose.

   "Actually, I started to wonder what kind of mentality you are holding to challenge me, revenge?"

   Lawrence shouted while swinging his sword.

Lorenzo had no chance of winning a frontal battle, but this lunatic still planned all of this. He almost killed Lawrence, but now he should give up, even said that he killed Seleu and turned and escaped, but he seemed to regret it. Same, stay here.

   "Probably the kind. Since I am uncomfortable alive, don't think about it... the mentality of everyone dying together."

  The fragile spirit has made Lorenzo unable to say anything cruel, the nature of the neurosis appears, and he talks bullshit.

  The dazzling sword light flashed, and his instinct drove him to swing the sword, but it was full of flaws.

   "So you took your friends and died together?"

   Lawrence laughed.

He thought that Lorenzo would hide Seleuc in the fortress of steel, but in the end, a person took her to this desperate situation without anyone. Lorenzo did a good job. He calculated everything. Success is a bit short.

  Lorenzo did not expect the powerful vitality of the Holy Grail...The sleeping face was about to open his eyes.

   "After all, brothers who have worshipped the handle, don't ask for the same year and same day, but ask for the same year and the same day to die!"

  Lorenzo said and glanced at Seleu behind him, but the girl's expression didn't seem to want to recognize him as a brother.

The nail sword slashed for the last time, and it finally could not support the high-intensity fight. It broke apart. Under the broken blade, Lawrence's sword penetrated Lorenzo's arm and nailed him to the side of the carriage. .

  The demon hunter looked fierce, and there was almost no time to stop. He pulled his arm and directly caused the nail sword to penetrate through, then pulled it up and slashed at Lawrence again.

  In the narrow carriage, the rain of swords reappeared, the sharp blades cried, and the high-frequency screams were like thunder.

It’s been a long time since human beings died of the injury, but for the demon hunters, they can still continue. The secret blood of evil is constantly repairing the broken body, removing the human part, and filling the power of the demon. enter.

  This is a taboo exchange, but Lorenzo had already known it.

  Like the equivalent exchange in alchemy, if you ask for power, you must bear the price.

   "It's over, Lorenzo."

  Lawrence said coldly, as if he was sentenced to death.

  His figure became swift in an instant, waved the nail sword in his hand, and penetrated Lorenzo's joint like the torture spike. The next moment he stretched his backhand to his waist, took out the other nail sword, penetrated, and so on.

At first Lorenzo still had the ability to resist, but soon he couldn't keep up with the continuous offensive, unable to be penetrated by the nail sword, as if he were the victim, several nail swords staggered and sealed his body. Finally, he was imprisoned firmly in place.

  It was a cage blocked by the sword. Lorenzo couldn't even break free. That would be equivalent to cutting himself into pieces.

   "Don't worry, you will survive."

  Lawrence held the last nail sword in his hand. He looked at the embarrassed witcher and declared victory.

He will not kill Lorenzo. Lorenzo still has many secrets, not only his identity, but also the weird power in Lorenzo's mind. All of this attracts Lawrence, not to mention this body. After damage, Lorenzo's body will be a very perfect body.

  Lorenzo lowered his head, as if he was dead. The holy silver on the nail sword caused great pain, and the blood flowed down the front, as if it was endless.

  Lawrence turned around slowly and looked at the **** the other side.

  Seleu stepped back a little bit, until she finally leaned against the wall of the carriage, she had no way to go back.

  The demon-like old man walked slowly, his face was expressionless, and the flesh and blood in his chest was slowly creeping. I don't know if it was an illusion or something, Seleu even saw that the eyes on the sarcoma just opened slightly for a moment.

   "I really didn't expect the situation to end up being so complicated, it's obviously very simple."

  He said with some annoyance, and then grabbed Seleu's hair directly with his big hand, and lifted her forcefully.

  The girl couldn't even make a scream, the terrifying erosion invaded her mind at the moment of contact, corroding her mind.

   "You...you are always there."

   Seleuc said strugglingly in pain.

  She saw the bizarre picture, and the strange feeling connected her and Lawrence.

   "Yeah, the beacons are always there."

   Lawrence had already hit the beacon at the time of the first attack. Seleu was the bright light, clearly visible in the darkness.

Lawrence slowly closed his eyes. Now what he has to do is to spread the erosion through the medium of Seleuc. With the blessing of the Holy Grail, he can instantly plant the beacon on all the people who have sworn to the Stuart family. After the success, if he wants to, he can paralyze half of the old Dunling in an instant.

  This memetic pollution, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand, is a very abstract concept. It can be transmitted in any related medium. You can even understand it as...the idea of ​​transmission.

  Sometimes Lawrence even thinks that the term witcher is itself a memetic pollution, which infects all desperadoes and makes them fight against demons.

   "The carnival...began."

  Lawrence went one step further toward his great ideal, and the dark night sky was about to be lit by him.

With Seleucid as the hub, the power of erosion began to spread like a virus, constantly jumping back and forth between different [intervals]. At first it would spread very slowly, but after a period of spread, it would increase exponentially. , He can already predict that shaky day.

   Driven by this power, the sarcoma on the chest also came back to life. It has human features, just like the head growing on Lawrence, and at this moment it opened its eyes, it was a godless blank.

  Like a baby being awakened, it screamed hoarsely, and the more violent erosion spread in an instant, and the strange pressure polluted all the lives in the range.

  The body shrivelled in an instant, and it boiled to cool down. Lawrence seemed to be several decades old. All the vitality was extracted by the strange face of his chest. It constantly swallowed Lawrence itself like a parasite.

  This is the price of power. The more he accepts the gift of the Holy Grail, the faster Lawrence and this strange flesh and blood melt, and he will lose himself.

  But then something strange happened.

   Lawrence clearly noticed that the power of erosion was limited, or that it had reached the limit, but it was different from the engulfing hundreds of thousands of people as expected, only a few people.

"what happened?"

  He opened his eyes slowly, trying to find out the situation, but soon a small wound stretched out on his arm.

  The girl glared at him in pain.

  Seleu squeezed her "stone" tightly, and she waved the dagger that had been hidden under the pillow.

  There is no sacred silver that can suppress the monsters, nor has it eliminated the special metal of the mechanism. This is just an ordinary dagger, and it is the ordinary iron that constructs it.

  But it was such a mortal thing that once again injured Lawrence, he seemed a little unresponsive, followed by a humiliating rage.

  He smashed Seleu on the ground heavily, and Lawrence couldn't even figure out which link was wrong, but immediately after the gunfire sounded again, a fist-sized wound burst open in his chest.

   His thoughts almost stopped, he turned his head and shouted angrily.

   "Lorenzo!"

  I saw the demon hunter standing in a pool of blood with wounds all over, and several spikes that trapped him had been pulled out, and no blood continued to flow, as if the blood had run out, his face was pale.

  It's hard to imagine how this demon hunter stayed sober until now, Lawrence couldn't even figure out how he still had the strength to fight back.

   "Sure enough, when [Gap] shuttles, your consciousness does not exist in the body...that is to say, you can't perceive the surroundings."

  Lorenzo whispered, this was the conclusion he reached when he and Lawrence fought for the first time in [Gap]. His eyes were cold, even in such a desperate situation, he was still looking for opportunities.

   "I know a very good doctor who can connect him even if he cuts off his limbs."

  Such injuries were not enough to kill Lawrence, he clenched the nail sword and walked towards Lorenzo.

Lorenzo reluctantly raised his head, as if laughing at him, and immediately the sharp pain was released from the gun hole in his chest, and countless tentacles waved at the end of the flesh and blood. They tried to heal, but they seemed to be healed. Something suppressed the general, there was no cure, and the blood was flowing.

   "I am one of the few holy silver bullets, and it turned out to be missed."

  Looking at Lawrence, who had stopped due to pain, Lorenzo dropped Winchester in his hand. The pressure of erosion made it difficult for him to aim.

  Lorenzo used his only remaining holy silver to make two holy silver bullets...This was specially prepared for Lawrence. One shot started and the other hit the heart, but he had already missed one shot.

  Lawrence covered the wound, the remaining Holy Silver brought a violent burning sensation... He was almost killed by Lorenzo again.

   Waved the spike sword. He didn't intend to give Lorenzo any chance. For the first time, Lawrence felt fear in this strange witcher.

  Everything should end.

   "Little Nightingale?"

  But at this moment Lorenzo said suddenly.

  Seleu raised her head in the darkness. She couldn't see Lorenzo's appearance. He was like a shabby scarecrow, supported by a nailed sword.

   "Little Nightingale! Things like Red Rose are actually really stupid."

  Lorenzo said somewhat restrainedly.

  He looked at the dark corner, he knew very well that the little Nightingale was there.

   "The big tree is here."

   Lorenzo said weakly, but the next moment the dying man exploded with incredible power, his body forcibly broke free from the blockade of the nail sword, he stepped on the wall forcefully, and instead rammed Lawrence with his force.

Just like a beast, there is no way to speak, but the madness like this suppressed Lawrence for a short time, and the white man suddenly appeared and hit the flesh and blood. Soon Lawrence regained the initiative and two nails. The sword slashed directly on Lorenzo's shoulder, as if he could break it with more force.

  Lorenzo didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, he said to himself.

"Time is up."

  The pocket watch fell from his arms and fell on the cold ground.

  All the craziness appeared in the eyes, the sound of the siren went through the wind and snow, and the burning embers poured out from the combustion chamber, like red snowflakes.

  The train suddenly accelerated, and Lorenzo supported Lawrence and pushed him up strongly during the violent shaking.

  This neurosis is still roaring.

   "So, fly high, little Nightingale."

This is Lorenzo’s last words. In the dark, Seleuc saw Lorenzo pushing Lawrence out of the carriage. He didn’t know where the power came from. He swung his spike sword crazily and fell heavily, cutting off the compartment. Connection.

Everything happened almost instantaneously. Perhaps because of erosion, Seleu was still a little unclear about what happened. It was not until the carriage slowed down and Lorenzo completely disappeared in the blizzard that Seleu stood slowly. Up.

Mu Ran's face began to melt, she became frightened, and then she couldn't stop shaking and walked out. She looked at the disappearing direction. The blizzard was so big that the traces of the train passing by were not covered for a while, and then Seleu watched. Arrived.

  A light was lit in the blizzard, it fell from the sky, burning the whole night, scarlet.

  (End of this chapter)