Ember Gun

  Chapter 199 The End of Everything

The force that seemed to be eroded, applied to envelop the entire church, and all the negative emotions were amplified in an instant, and it was still getting stronger. The determined witcher was also repelled in this sudden wave, shocked, as if in a storm. Swinging sailboat.

  Lorenzo and others sat on the benches, and he looked at the residents cheering outside the door heavily.

  "Are they attacking? Toward the Demon Hunter?"

  Robin is skeptical of everything in the story.

   "Of course, Valley Town is a very closed environment, let alone a demon hunter, they don't even understand what the concept of a demon hunter is..."

  Lorenzo sighed. These people didn't understand anything. Lorenzo didn't know whether they still had the knowledge of the "outside" under that kind of weird power.

   is like a closed cage, allowing humans to fend for themselves.

   "Let the story go on."

  Kestrel condensed his mind, he urged.

  Lorenzo nodded, and then in his words, there was a fierce killing in the story.

"Of course they are not opponents of the Demon Hunters. Those residents are not even contaminated by demons. Not only that, under the clouds of Valley Town, his physique is also extremely weak. The Demon Hunters kill them like cutting melons and vegetables, but... …The psychological pressure is frightening."

   042 in the story raged the nail sword, sometimes the more fear, the more anger in people's hearts can be aroused, the anger burns, and the fear and reason evaporate together.

  The whole church was ignited, and the fire was burning and engulfing everything that was holy. The four of them sat on the burning benches, listening to the story quietly.

The fire continued to rise, and the demon hunters knew that they could not continue to stay here, so 042 chose to attack first. Out of vigilance, he immediately activated his power. The strong armor was generated from the body surface, tearing the restrained clothing and covering it. On his body.

The pitch-black knight became a walking chariot. He directly smashed out from the front door and knocked over all those who stood in the way. The remaining two demon hunters had poor frontal combat capabilities and did not have the power protection of 042. They followed closely behind 042, covering places he couldn't attack.

   "I thought there would be a fierce battle, but it was actually much easier than I thought."

  Lorenzo said.

042's nail sword easily cut off steel and wood crosses. Those thin bodies were fragile like paper under his sword, with broken limbs and flesh and blood flying across. Under too much crowds, 042 was difficult to maintain after all, but Those fallen weapons were resisted by the strong armor, leaving only sporadic sparks.

   "We rushed out of the church very easily. Although there are only three demon hunters, we are a very strong team with different capabilities and complement each other."

  Lorenzo recalled the members of the team.

  "My power is Medanzo, 016 is Raphael, and 011 is Shangda."

  The white bricks that maintained the church collapsed, exposing the outside vision to the eyes of the four people, so that they could clearly understand everything in the story.

"I am the strongest shield. 011 can provide us with timely warning, and 016 helps us interfere with the enemy. We have been fighting together. When the last resident was killed by me, we realized that we had arrived in the town. The central square."

  The surrounding world began to shatter, as if the curtain of a drama had fallen, and new scenes appeared. They sat on the benches in the square and looked at the **** witchers not far away.

The young demon hunters were out of breath. They had fought with demons, but they had never fought such crazy humans. The whole town was still foggy, and the corpses were spreading along the church to the square. 042 looked towards the road before coming. Go, only the vague blood stains confirm the path they have traveled.

   "That feeling is very strange, I don't know what the illusion is or what, as we go deep into the valley town, I find that the fog is thickening, our vision is continuously reduced, and in the end there is only a pitiful few meters."

  Lorenzo recalled the original situation, in his recounting, dark and obscure power rose in the hearts of every listener.

"It's strange. From the battle, we clearly felt that these residents were not corroded by demons. That is to say, they were all normal people, but they were driven by some evil doctrines and constantly attacked us, and They don’t seem to be afraid."

  042 looked down at his blood-stained nail sword, with the gray world reflected on it.

"And we...the determined demon hunters, we were shaken in the short fight, like a cabin full of holes, a little bit of fearful sea water, infiltrating into our bodies from different places. From the warm depths."

  The audience looked serious. They had already felt the obscure fear, not strong, but like the gray mist, it bit by bit engulfed the audience and the demon hunters in the story.

  This is the natural emotion of human beings. It is difficult to separate and suppress. It can only be like the balance on a wire, which stabilizes the balance between it and reason.

"This whole town is revealing weirdness. Obviously, they are not affected by demons, but their anomalies are stronger than demons... After a short decision, we chose to continue to investigate the town’s secrets thoroughly. The team proceeded in the square. After a short break, the investigation will continue."

   "However, during the rest time, I checked a few corpses, and I found some useful information on them."

  In Lorenzo’s narration, 042 opened up a corpse. After careful inspection, he found something interesting.

   "Black Cross?"

  Robin was a little surprised at what Lorenzo found.

   Lorenzo affirmed this.

   "Yes, we found one thing in common on those corpses. They all have black cross marks on their bodies, some are scars, some are tattoos, and some are utensils, hanging around their necks."

   "And this thing is recorded in the Demon Hunting Order, and it originated from a heretical sect that has been circulating for a long time."

In the story told by   , 042 slowly lifted the black cross, and both 016 and 011 showed a slight look of fear.

  "This is from a mark called the end-of-community. A group of lunatics who we don’t know where they came from. Their rules of conduct are the same as the names given to them."

  On the bench, Lorenzo said to the audience.

   "The end of everything."

  The dense fog squirmed, as if something strange was slowly moving around behind the gray fog, bringing up gusts of breeze and rolling up the wind and smoke.

"To be honest, according to the records of the hunting sect, the final association is the most serious heretical group. They don’t care about fame and profit, nor do they care about rights and status. The only thing they want to achieve is the end of everything, pure destruction. .

This is a group of extremely dangerous lunatics, and they don’t seem to have any major gathering places. They are scattered all over the place. Some are connected with demons, and some don’t know the existence of demons at all. Even after so long, we still It is not clear where this association originated, or even their specific internal structure. "

  Lorenzo frowned as he spoke.

   "When I think about it now, this association is indeed full of weird problems, but usually their scale is not very large, just like the weeds on the roadside, which can be eradicated at will... but they are endless."

   "Then what's next?"

  Kestrel asked, he began to wonder why all this happened.

  A small town isolated from the rest of the world, Wuwu mist that hides the mystery, weird evil spirits, a group of crazy lunatics, and three unprepared demon hunters.

  If it weren't for Lorenzo's serious storytelling to dispel the doubts of several people, otherwise they would really be a story composed by Lorenzo.

  Lorenzo seemed to be aware of Kestrel's excitement, and he shook his head.

  "It may disappoint you. This is a special task, but the truth seems to be a bit cliché nowadays, but under the circumstances at that time, it was indeed very special, and it deserves my careful consideration.

  As for the others, there are no surprising reversals, or some earth-shattering secrets, just like the way we demon hunters acted before. "

  He said coldly.

   "Find the target, kill him...or kill them."

  So the demon hunters in the story clenched the nail sword again and walked toward the depths of the dense fog.

  (End of this chapter)