Ember Gun

  Chapter 477 Dark Soul

  "We are born with sin, and darkness is hidden deep in our soul. Our survival will only increase the spread of darkness. Only death can end all this."

In the dim long room, the man stood in front of the brazier and read in deep voice. With his hoarse sound, the other people in the long room also knelt down and bowed together. They whispered something, their voices gathered together, Turned into chaotic chattering.

All the people present are members of the final association. As a heretical group, their philosophy is very simple, that is, absolute death, the end of all things. The final outcome of every small group is to die together. This also leads to However, it is difficult for outsiders to study their existence, usually they can only get a dead body in the end.

It stands to reason that if you act with such a concept, the association will eventually die completely, but the weird thing is that no matter how many times they die, there will always be a little bit of the concept passed down. What is even more bizarre is that someone actually believes in such a crazy concept. , Willing to die together.

   "Dead! End the darkness! The soul returns to the Hall of Valor!"

Some believers shouted loudly. He first drew a short knife, and then stabbed the believer beside him. Without any hesitation, the two wrestled together, their blades staggered, and they made wounds one after another until The two died in a pool of bright red blood.

   "Valhalla!"

  The believers shouted loudly. They are all Vikings. Even if there is no end-of-community existence, they still have a stubborn enthusiasm for the return of the dead in battle.

   "Valhalla!"

  The man responded loudly.

   "Yes! Death, absolute death, only in this way can darkness be eradicated!"

  The man threw the book in his hand into the brazier, and the burning pages swayed and fell on the fur. The spark ignited and expanded toward the house.

  No one cares about this. There are even a few lunatics who think it is not burning fast enough. They sprinkle strong alcohol on it to speed up the burning.

   "As long as there is no light, even darkness loses its meaning!"

  The man drew out his own short knife, and his eyes were illuminated by the sharp light, which had become blood red, but there was a little sense of reason from beginning to end.

  Blood and flames, the atmosphere on the scene became enthusiastic. Some believers who couldn't help but started fighting each other. No one stopped them. Instead, everyone cheered for their deaths and shouted their names loudly.

In this fanatical mood, everyone did not notice the arrival of the other person. He was dressed in a black robe, leaning on an ancient spear, and carrying a leather buckler behind him. He opened the door, and the wind and snow brought the cold from him. Well behind him.

  He is like a person who walked out of the story.

   "Oh, pioneer, have you come to witness us?"

  The man was extremely excited when he saw the arrival of the pioneer, which seemed to be even more gratifying than his subsequent sacred death.

   "Yes, and I will give your death more value."

The pioneer’s face was covered by the shadow of the hood. The man could slightly see the silver underneath from the outside light. It seemed to be a silver helmet. Looking along the neck, it was also the same silver armor. Under this black robe is a delicate armor.

The man didn’t think about it anymore. No one knew the true appearance of the pioneer, even if he didn’t know it, and he didn’t have time to learn more. After all, he was about to die, to carry out that sacred death, from the heavy charges. Get rid of.

   "By the way, the **** Frocky still ran away. I should have realized that he doesn't care about the end of everything. All he wants is profit."

  The man thought of the old man who ran away, where he should have been in his death today.

   "He can't escape. This curse belongs to all mankind. It's just the time of death."

  The pioneer said slowly, his voice with a metallic tone, and a little hoarse, like a wounded beast.

"Some guys have awakened, a bunch of wastes that can only compromise... But although they are wastes, they are still useful. I need you to attract their attention. It is best to let them run out of their lives. Think they have solved their mistakes, and then continue. Go back to sleep."

  The pioneer said something that the man could not understand, and the man did not think more. For the pioneer, he just had to follow it.

"what should we do?"

   asked the man.

  "Stop fighting first."

   "Stop!"

The man issued an order, and the fanatical believers stopped at once. Some people just put the knife into another person’s belly, and when they heard the man’s order, they stopped directly, holding the knife stuck in the belly. Look here.

"and then?"

   "You'll know in a while, but I need to leave before that. If I get too close, they will find out."

  The pioneer prepared to leave immediately after saying this, without any emotion, dealing with these lunatics as if they were packing up tools.

   "Wait a minute, pioneer, I'm going to die, I'm going to never see you again."

  The man stopped the pioneer, and the pioneer slowly turned around. He was a little curious about what the man wanted to say.

  I saw the man tidy up his clothes, try to make himself more decent, and then show a sincere smile.

   "Thank you for showing me the truth of this world... and thank you for the days when we sailed together. Being your first mate is the highest honor of my life."

  The pioneer nodded slightly and said nothing. He was simply neat and opened the door like a machine to leave. Apart from the movement of the believers to stop, nothing changed, as if the pioneer had never been here.

  The man stopped in place for a long time, and after a long sigh, he felt that he was relieved a lot.

   "I didn't expect to see you again."

Then his eyes went dark, and the illusion of madness and madness emerged from the darkness. This situation did not only happen to him alone. All the believers saw the same picture. The huge memory was instantly instilled into the fragile flesh and blood. Some people couldn't bear the pressure and knelt directly on the ground, blood was constantly flowing in the five holes.

  Erosion is here.

The man also began to be unable to bear it. He fell into the brazier in front of him, and the hot fire ignited his clothes. He did not emit a painful whisper, but looked directly at the hallucinations...or the past memory.

  The memory of several years, the memory of hundreds of years, the memory of thousands of years...It seems that there is no end to the memory.

   "I'm so lonely."

  The endless years have passed by in a hurry, and from the beginning to the end, there is only the owner of the memory alone.

The man’s skin was rotten and shattered, and under the weird erosion, his flesh and blood shriveled into black hard, covering the fragile bones, and the flames burned it, but he could no longer feel any physical reaction. NS.

The will began to collapse. Under this huge memory, the mortal's will is so fragile. It only took a few seconds to the outside world, but the man has gone through countless years, and he is almost unable to tell whether he is. Who's up.

  But just when he was about to die, he saw it, crossed the fence, and walked into the darkness.

  At the end of this memory, in the residence where the gods spurned the curse, in that hideous and sticky dark swamp, here despair and fear have a shape that can be described, as if all the evil and evil are concentrated.

  Something indescribable slept in this forgotten dusty place, until the man crossed these long years, knew its existence again, saw its appearance, and disturbed its long sleep.

  So it wakes up from its long sleep, crosses time and dimensions, and arrives in this world.

   "Ah...ah..."

  The believers made the same screams, their voices were very weak, and their bodies began to collapse. In the burning long house, everything was going into extreme madness.

  The blood was drained from the body, and then viscous black water gurgled out of it. They were like endless, cold to the bone, and even fireworks could not warm them.

It seems that these evil liquids are hidden under the human body. They gathered into a mass, and the smooth surface began to wriggle, dragging the dry corpses up, just like chewing food. Engulfed completely.

The man still has a little consciousness, but it is just like a candle in the wind, and black water is constantly drawn from his mouth and nose. It seems that a group of crows has pecked his eyeballs, and one of his eyes is blind. The eye sockets were rotten, like spring eyes, and black water gurgled out of them.

  The man feels that his body has been drained, and both blood and internal organs have been hollowed out, but the black water is still pouring out...Perhaps what is being pulled away is his soul.

  He looked at all this sadly, but he could feel the hideous malice around him, and also vaguely saw the black water that had been drawn from his body, and saw the appearance of his soul.

  He thought it was a little ridiculous.

   So this is your own soul? These dark and sticky strange things are his soul, human soul, and sinful soul.

The pitch-black viscous liquid was like life. They wriggled frantically, and countless bulges on the gelatinous surface seemed to be boiling, and then strange life grew out of the liquid...actually It is difficult to say whether this kind of thing is alive or not.

The inhuman spine stretches out from the black water. This seems to be the spine of a certain beast. From its size, it can be inferred that the beast must be as large as a tall building, with shriveled muscle fibers hanging from it, and the intestines are like ribbons. Hanging between the ribs, the ribs are like a cage, protecting a large heart that is completely exposed. The thick blood vessels are connected to the black water, beating vigorously, twitching the liquid.

  This thing is trembling slowly, as if it is breathing. It looks like a newborn creature, but the man thinks it is more like a disguise of black water, it is simulating the appearance of a certain life.

  The surface of Heishui became frantic, and countless palms stretched out from the Heishui. At this moment, Heishui is more like a solid mirror surface, under which it leads to another world.

  The palms are white, like a woman's delicate hands. They are like grass blown by the wind, shaking slightly. This is an extremely shocking scene. Thousands of hands shook together.

The slender bloodshots split from the palm of the palm, revealing a pale pupil underneath. The black pupil quickly turned, and more tiny eyeballs appeared on the edge of the corner of the eye. Tens of thousands of eyes swayed with the palm of the hand. .

  Dense blood vessels are all over bone and flesh and blood, and the hideous black mouth blooms from the sarcoma. It swallows the air and makes a hoarse whine. Thousands of voices gathered together and turned into crazy shouts.

The man retched violently, but there was nothing in his body, not even his soul. His only eye pupils witnessed all this, witnessed this "crazy" "darkness" "death" and "fear" "The realization of."

The body was sinking into the black water little by little, and the entire long house was burned by the fire. The strong wind carried ice and snow into it, and the black water continued to expand outward as if it had lost its restraint. The weird things were in it. Increased growth, corrupting the entire world into a riddled appearance...

  This is what the soul looks like. This is the darkness under the body. In this wonderful world, there is such a terrible life. The man feels that the pioneers are right. This world should usher in a future where all mankind will die.

  This is the end of everything.

  He sank completely into the black water, and they poured back under the shriveled body.

  I can't tell whether it is an illusion or reality. In the ultimate death, the man sees it. Countless angels shake their wings slowly. They come from the sky with a holy white flame.

  They seem to be reaching out to themselves, as if at the end of this nightmare, waiting for him is the endless banquet of the Hall of Valor, and it seems to be a beautiful heaven.

  Ah...Whether it is light or dark, it doesn’t matter what it is, as long as you can free your sinful soul and leave this crazy world, whatever it is.

  The man finally thought so.

  The rain of fire fell and everything turned to ashes.

  ……

  The pioneer looked in the direction of the long house. Countless angels descended from the sky, and fireworks all over the sky descended with them. The instant high temperature melted the cold frozen soil, and then burned into a scorched earth.

  As stated in the oath, they have been guarding the fence from beginning to end, observing the iron rules set thousands of years ago.

The pioneer witnessed this, then he lowered his head and looked at the holy silver helmet in his hand. Although this thing has been carefully maintained, it has become extremely mottled under the baptism of the years, and it is covered with deep dents, some It almost penetrates the helmet, cutting through the head under it.

   "I hate being set in stone."

  The pioneer said suddenly. He was a guy who said very little. Sometimes he didn't say a word for several years, but at this moment he started talking to himself.

   "So what is the difference between the present and the past? Adren. The problem is still not solved, and the world is still terrible."

  He put on his helmet and hid it in the shadows with his hood.

  The pioneer left here with a spear and walked towards the distant mountains. His figure was so small and lonely in the wind and snow.

  (End of this chapter)