Ember Gun

  Chapter 542 The incarnation of hope [Thanks to the leader of Ye Huixing]

   "Black...black angel?"

  Blue Jade looked at the figure in the sea of ​​fire with some disbelief, and the black angel's scales were clearly visible against the fire.

  When did Lorenzo return, and when did the black angel leave Chenhui Advance?

   Without warning, it just appeared there abruptly, and at this critical moment, it launched an attack.

  All kinds of questions arose in her heart, but no one came to answer her, until the metal cracking sounded again, calling back Lan Jade's consciousness.

  A scorching stream of fire ran across the deck, covering Lan Jade’s flanks, driving away the monsters that were trying to approach, while Lan Jade dragged his only arm, throwing up his sword and smashing it down heavily.

Perhaps this is the disadvantage of mass production. The overall strength structure of the third-generation armor is far inferior to that of the first-generation armor. It does not have strong and resurgent monster flesh as a connection and buffer structure. It is hit by the front of a shell, and the sophisticated metal machinery is rapidly shattering. , Even with the protection of external armor, it is difficult to buffer the internal impact.

  Blood flowed along the gap, mixed with the leaked engine oil, and steam was constantly pouring from the damaged location. Fortunately, the engine was still rotating, and the blue jade could continue to move.

   "Hold Ascalon!"

Shrike shouted loudly, the weapon master is walking towards the blue jade. The second-generation armor relies on part of the monster flesh and blood, which is much stronger than the third-generation armor. Such fierce combat only makes the weapon master a lot more. It's just scratches.

The gunfire of the counterattack continued, and the soldiers seemed to see hope. They increased their firepower and suppressed the monsters who climbed onto the deck. The demon climbing up the artillery gate.

After so many days of getting along and fighting, everyone knows what the white flames and hideous figures represent. Although he sometimes acts like a cerebral palsy, it is undeniable that in this situation, he will always be Is the most reliable expert.

   is like a dim light.

In the absolute darkness, a bunch of flames that are almost extinguished, but still burning, swaying, it releases dim light, so that people hiding in the darkness are no longer afraid, attracting people to come, and calling for evil spirits to go. .

  The burning of the white flame was like an explosive signal flare, and the Chenhui Advance launched its counterattack.

  The steam whistle blew loudly and the boiler burned frantically, sending raging steam into the sky. The Chenhui Advance was like a giant steel beast that came alive. It swallowed hot white gas and set off heavy waves on the sea.

  Under Notar's helm, the Chenhui Advance finally drove away from the steel wreckage all over the floor. All it had to do now was to accelerate all the way and escape from here.

  A gust of wind is oncoming, bringing a biting chill.

This kind of acceleration is not obvious, but in the next time the distance will be pulled away little by little. The armored ships tried to chase, but now a guy far more troublesome than the Chenhui Advance appeared on their ship. .

  The black angel strode forward in the raging fire, this time its posture was full of uncertainty.

Every soldier can perceive that the pressure like a rock makes them almost out of breath. Some soldiers who are too close to the black angel even lose their consciousness directly. They lie peacefully in the sea of ​​fire, letting the fire burn. Burning their bodies until they turned to ashes.

The flesh and blood of the demons grew wantonly. This time they even broke through the limits of the armor and directly covered the armor. The scarlet flesh and blood were entangled with each other, and one after another hard and sharp iron feathers grew and hung densely on its body. .

The roaring cannon sounded, and the heavy projectile directly hit the black angel. This time, the black angel had no intention of evading, and directly resisted the blow with his body. The whole body was slightly distorted, but it was quickly corrected by the growth of flesh and blood. When he came back, the tough muscles pulled the metal, discarding the broken iron feathers.

  It was bent over, crawling like a beast, its back was covered with swords, and it was slightly undulating with breathing.

The sharp sound is like the cry of a baby, everything happened too fast, the arched figure popped out in an instant, across the entire burning deck, it dragged fireworks and sword blades, shattering everything in the way. .

  The warriors attacked with expressionless faces. Some of them were defeated by the oppressive erosion before they got close to the black angel. Some of them were weakly demonized when they fell, but soon they were all swallowed by the fire.

  Zeou peered at all this quietly, the darkness obscured the whole picture of his body, only one bloodshot eye was illuminated by the light through the gap.

He remembers the figure in the sea of ​​fire. Since being rescued by the epidemic doctor, he can see this figure every time he sleeps. It stands in the blazing fire, destroying Zeo’s world and giving him the deepest despair and humiliation. .

  Heavy gasps sounded, not knowing whether it was fear or excitement, Ze Ou shivered slightly, and the hideous silhouette in the darkness shook with it.

  Her deformed palm pressed against the gap, and Zeo could pull it away with force and escape from the dark cage, but he suddenly stopped, curbing the ecstasy and desire in his heart.

   "No...it's not the time yet, God Odin, please wait for a few more days."

  Zeo suppressed the restlessness in his heart, he repeatedly persuaded himself, and slowly backed away, until the darkness completely enveloped him.

  Three of the attacking iron-clad ships slowed down a lot. They slowly separated from the chasing team, maintaining a relatively safe position, and suppressing firepower.

This is Zeo’s instruction. He knows that the black angel has the ability to move in the air. Fortunately, the weather is normal now. This time there is no storm to take advantage of it, but for safety, he still chose to pull a certain distance to avoid the black. The raid of the angels.

As for the iron armored ships that were attacked by the black angels, when the white flames rose, Zeo knew very well that they had no chance of surviving. For such a powerful individual, everyone on the armored ships was waiting to be slaughtered. The lamb, sinking is only a matter of time.

The **** killing marched, plasma and internal organs spewed with the waving of a thousand blades. This brutal scene was simply a picture of hell, but no one was frightened by it. The soldiers marched forward with expressionless faces, doing their best. Inflicting damage to the black angel.

Other iron-clad ships that had not been affected by the black angels were chasing the Chenhui Advance. They knew that they would soon be thrown away by the Chenhui Advance, so the artillery fire became more intense, and they vowed to advance on the Chenhui Advance. It will cause more damage before disappearing into the field of vision.

   "Are they all solved!"

   Shrike shouted, now that the demons on the deck have been cleaned up by him, thanks to the suppression of the iron armored ship by the black angel, they have a little chance to breathe, so that they can solve the troubles on the deck first.

   "A few more in the cabin, just killed."

  Hybald crawled out from behind the hatch breathlessly, his body was covered with blood, and the thermal rifle in his hand was empty of ammunition.

There was a sound of falling into the water, and the soldiers pushed the heavy corpses and threw them into the sea through the cracks in the sideboard. One after another, the hideous corpses fell into the sea, and scarlet blood was flowing on the deck. The Shrike began to expect a heavy rain to wash away this.

   "Where is Lorenzo? Will he be there alone?"

  Hibald looked at the burning sea of ​​fire behind him, and could see the ferocious shadow dancing on it.

It has already destroyed an iron-clad ship, this time it is far more rough than before. Lorenzo frantically destroyed the deck under his feet as if he was not afraid of injury, causing a raging fire to penetrate the entire hull until the ammunition chamber was detonated. After the sabotage, a chain reaction reached the boiler room, giving it a fatal blow.

The black angel was also affected by the explosion, but the hook quickly shot out, dragging it out of the sea of ​​fire, and his figure jumped high, spreading its wings. This time it may be because of the excessive increase in flesh and blood, its wingspan. It was much wider than before, and the huge wings were like some kind of evil monster. It emerged from the story and descended on this cruel reality.

  Chenhui Advance looked at all this from a distance, everyone was shocked by the crazy scenery.

   "Lorenzo Holmos...he is a terrible person, but sometimes there are a lot of things that are barely attractive."

The weapon division stayed aside. Although temporarily out of danger, the shelling of the two sides has not stopped. The sea splashed one after another, and some shells and armor passed by. Shrike remained vigilant and did not follow the weapon division. Get out of it.

   "For example?" Haibod threw the aluminum thermal rifle aside, and he sat down. The successive battles made him very tired.

"For example, now, no matter how bad the Jedi, as long as Lorenzo is not dead, it always makes people feel that we still have hope of comeback," Shrike thought for a while and continued, "It's like the incarnation of hope, the goddess of victory, etc. of?"

   sketched a sacred female sculpture in her mind. She was holding a sword and a shield, but her appearance was Lorenzo's look. When she thought of this picture, Shrike felt weird.

   "Speaking of which, it looks a bit like."

  Hybod recalled the experience he had with Lorenzo, and it seemed that this was the case. He thought he would die in Maruli, but he not only came back alive, but also survived to the present.

  Think about it carefully, every time I fall into death, it seems that it is related to Lorenzo, and every time he can bring other people alive, he doesn't know if it is luck or bad luck.

   "So sometimes I think, what if one day Lorenzo dies?"

  Shrike said suddenly.

  Hibald was startled by these words. He was a little sluggish, and he didn't understand why Shrike said such words.

  The appearance of the black angel is like a booster, which not only restores morale, but also severely damages the opponent. Why do you want to say such a downturn at this time?

"If one day, this is the embodiment of hope, and died?" Shrike looked very distressed, "No one is immortal, even if Lorenzo has been resurrected once from the dead, but not every time a miracle happens. ..."

   "Shrike..." Haibod wanted to say something.

   "Don't mind, it's just a sudden thought...it's here."

  Shrike said as he saw the flames rising from the surface of the sea.

After destroying the iron-clad ship, the black angel jumped high with the impact of the hook and the explosion, spreading its wings, and raided another iron-clad ship nearby. It rushed along the side gun door. The hideous and huge figure frantically scratched the surrounding things, forcibly squeezing the huge body into it.

It is like a maggot that has penetrated into the corpse, eating away at the enemy from the inside, and flames are surging in the cabin. In such a narrow place, the soldiers have no ability to fight against the black angel. They raised their guns, and all they could see was a mass of rubbing against each other. The metal is rolling forward, and there are sharp wings cutting the steel along the way.

  Destroy cabins and structures, kill everyone, and spread the fire to every corner until it breaks open the deck of the armored ship like a newborn baby, crawling out of it in blood.

  At this moment, the black angel has been completely distorted and distorted. It no longer looks like a knight with iron feathers. Instead, it resembles a monster full of shear feathers. It makes a bloodthirsty gasp, and then spreads its wings again.

The enemy has not been completely eradicated, but the black angel has no time to continue fighting. On this calm sea, there is no storm for it to take advantage of it and continue to drag it. With the fuel tank it carries, it is difficult for it to catch up with Chenhui and advance. No.

  Once it sinks into the sea, the black angel itself does not have any ability to save itself, and it must leave at this moment.

Rising into the sky, with blazing fireworks burning on its body, making it look like a falling meteor. After a long distance, it reached the sky above the Chenhui Advance, and then shot the hook and landed firmly in the mess. On the deck.

  A few people gathered around excitedly, but after seeing the appearance of the black angel, their steps suddenly stopped and did not move on.

  Before, due to the limitation of distance, what everyone observed was not clear. Now the black angel appeared in front of him, and this hideous posture was completely exposed.

The monster flesh on the armor grows out of control. At this moment, it looks like a twisted product of flesh and metal. On the visor, you can see one after another scarlet eyeballs. They sweep around, like Demon in armor.

   "Luo...Lorenzo."

  Seleu stopped not far away, looking at these in disbelief.

  The alarm sound of the Geiger counter continued, and the black angel exuded terrible erosion, but soon the scarlet eyes closed and withered, the hyperplastic flesh began to shrink, the intensity of the erosion plummeted, and the sound rang at the same time.

   "Wait for me at the cliff."

  The voice sounded, and everyone was in a daze. For some reason they felt that the voice did not sound from under the armor, but directly in their minds.

  The black angel pointed to the other end of the sea, which was the cliff behind Lingbing Bay. After these successive pursuits, they had already arrived here without knowing it.

  But other people obviously don't understand Lorenzo's meaning, now he is here, why bother to wait for him there?

  The black angel did not respond, the engine turned off, and it seemed that the soul that ruled the body had disappeared. It seemed to be dead, with its head hanging down, standing in place like a sculpture.

   "Did you lose consciousness?"

  Shrike had seen similar scenes, and he had also experienced these. Although he didn't understand how Lorenzo could lose consciousness, the weapon master still walked quickly.

  The armor on the back of the black angel was lifted under the influence of flesh and blood, and bursts of hot white gas and stinky blood rose from the cracked rift. The weapon master looked into the depths of the darkness, but found that there was no one inside the armor.

  The strange Sen Leng stroked the heart of Shrike.

  (End of this chapter)