Ember Gun

   Chapter 661 Blind Stubbornness

   "Hello, Lorenzo Holmos."

  An elegant voice sounded, squirming in the darkness ahead, a pale face emerged from it, and Roger showed a terrifying smile.

  He changed his appearance again, as if every time he met Lorenzo, his appearance was not fixed.

   "Roger Cruz."

  Lorenzo whispered, he raised his head, his bloodshot eyes looked straight at Roger.

  This time Roger, it seems a little different.

   His face was pale, like a dead person, with a smile, but the smile was also extremely stiff. To be precise, his entire face was like plaster, indifferent and dull.

He is like a dead tree that has not known how long it has survived. It is old and dilapidated. It just becomes like this. He does not want to die altogether. Instead, he wants to live stubbornly. In any case, he must continue the flow of life in a withered haze. .

  Lorenzo thought of the watchmen who were sitting around the Well of Ascension, and Roger Cruz in front of them was so similar to them.

   Then he realized the problem.

   "You still have Adren Levien, and the watchmen..."

  Lorenzo's voice began to tremble from exhaustion, he lifted his head hard and his emotions were mixed.

"And I."

  The surrounding buildings made a babble, and countless cracks spread all over it, which broke apart after a while, carrying smoke and dust.

  The rubble should have fallen, but they did not cover Lorenzo and Roger, instead they were constantly disassociating, from walls to fragments, and then into countless dust, diluted in the air.

   "We are all the same. We have embarked on the path of sublimation, but have not reached the end. We cannot remove all the impurities in our soul."

  Lorenzo's wound was healing itself quickly. This degree of self-healing far exceeded his ability. Just like looking back in time, he became intact, but there was still deep fatigue in his eyes.

   "So we are still imperfect, impure.

  We still have all kinds of inferiorities in us, even if they are infinitely diluted in the sublimation, but they still exist, like a shadow attached to our soul, following us closely, and always reminding us..."

  The thundercloud storm surging in the sky also disappeared in an instant, leaving only a clear night sky, which was so transparent, cloudless, and the bright starry sky clearly visible.

  "Reminds us of the nature of human beings."

  Lorenzo took a long breath and sat back.

The gray air-conditioning rolled, freezing the accumulated water on the ground and covering it with a layer of snow dust. The bench covered with frost also appeared with the wave of snow dust. It caught Lorenzo who was sitting down, and then he Sitting on the bench, raising his legs, looked at the visiting Roger calmly.

   "So is this what your consciousness looks like now? It's really bad."

  Lorenzo saw through Roger's tricks, but it seemed useless to see through, and the situation got worse.

Since he realized that Roger had arrived, the battle between Lorenzo and Roger no longer existed on the material level. At the moment Roger’s voice sounded, Lorenzo was invaded. At this moment, they are in Lorenzo’s [Gap].

   "Withered and dilapidated, you have become like this...So, you can't help but reappear this time. It's that simple, right?"

  Lorenzo asked.

  "Our existence will be almost eternal under sublimation, but it is only close to it. Nothing is immortal. No matter how tenacious will, it will also corrupt in a long time.

  It's not that you can't help it anymore, you just run out of time. "

  Roger was silent for a while, and then he let out a hoarse laugh. Every time he laughed, countless dust shook his face, like a cracked plaster statue, with fine cracks appearing as his expression changed.

   "Yes, the sublimation is not complete, just like this, the inferiority still exists, it hinders me, and it makes me more... lost." Roger said.

   "Like other lost people."

   Lorenzo affirmed that in the illusory and stagnant temple, he had seen too many lost people, they did not die, but they could never wake up again.

  This is also a kind of eternal, sad immortality.

   "Then Roger, what are you doing all this for?"

  Lorenzo looked very puzzled. He waved his hand, and another bench appeared under Roger. Roger didn't say anything, and sat directly on it. The two wanted to look at each other like this.

"For what?"

  Roger seems to be a little bit confused about Lorenzo's meaning. What is even more strange is that the situation that had just been rattled has suddenly eased, and everything seems to be very harmonious.

  Under the gaze of the starry sky, it’s like talking all night long.

  "It's a bit complicated, I don't think you should be in a hurry, right?" Lorenzo asked, "After all, you have invaded my [Gap]. From the moment I saw you, I had already lost."

  Lorenzo admitted his failure. It is hard to imagine that Roger was so terrible. His own protection did not have the slightest effect. He broke through all the lines of defense directly along the traces of his own erosion.

Roger nodded, he was naturally not in a hurry. In front of absolute force, everything was under his control. If he wanted to kill Lorenzo, as early as the moment he stepped into this [gap], he would Can tear up the crazy storm, strangling Lorenzo's consciousness into a paste.

  Not only Lorenzo was very curious about it, Roger was also curious about the young man in front of him, since all that had passed for so long, he couldn't think that there was someone who could go back to the path of sublimation.

  "For what purpose did you do all this?"

   Lorenzo asked puzzledly.

   "You said that you are eager to end the struggle of human beings, and you will step into the great sublimation and make adaptive changes, but you are about to get lost, that is to say, you are actually going to die."

   "A guy who is about to die, completely lost..."

  Lorenzo laughed. At this point, he can recall the figures of too many people, those who, in order to survive, unscrupulously, and even fell into monsters.

  "Are you trying to sublimate everyone for the continuation of mankind, or just for your own continuation, and chose such a reason to justify your crazy behavior?"

  Lorenzo questioned Roger. Roger was silent for a while. He spoke, but did not answer Lorenzo's question.

   "You think I will do such a crazy act under the threat of death... What about you? Holmes, you are going to die now, why are you not afraid?"

  Roger put his hands on his knees, his waist stopped, and there was no expression on his face. After Lorenzo said that he was going to be lost, he gave up all the disguise and exposed the corpse-like body.

   "Because I haven't lived long enough, I only live... it's only a few decades. I'm still passionate about the world, and my mind is still a stick. If I decide one thing, I must finish it.

  So my reason is still dominated by anger, it drives me to do some seemingly irrational behavior, even if it will kill me. "

  Lorenzo answered calmly.

  "I’m just not like you. I live for so long. The longer I live, the more time you have to think. Under that long time scale, many things have lost their meaning to you.

  Yes, it’s almost like that. I haven't experienced the so-called ‘eternity and immortality’, so I am not afraid to lose it. After all, I have never owned it.

  But you are different, Roger Cruz, you have already enjoyed the deliciousness of ‘eternity and immortality’, how are you willing to give it up now? "

   Silence, still silence.

  The conversation between the two is always like this. One party tells and the other party is silent. After a long time, there will be a response, just like facing a huge wall. After a long time, you can hear a little echo.

   "Perhaps, as you said, I have lived too long."

  Roger said slowly.

  "Everyone’s life is made up of different time periods, and our inner thoughts are different in each time period.

In fact, many times, I can’t figure out whether I am under the influence of the unspeakable to do such a thing, or whether I really want human beings to elevate, or as you say, I’m just afraid It's just dead. "

  Roger seems to be telling the truth, as if not, Lorenzo is not sure about this, after all, from his mask-like face, he can't read any useful information.

   "I can't remember, Holmes, even if there is any great wish, it has deteriorated slightly over a long period of time, as you said.

  So, it’s really difficult to keep the original intention. "

  Roger reluctantly lowered his head and swept away the snow dust with his feet, revealing a transparent ice surface, against which the starlight reflected Roger’s face.

  "I thought I had never changed, but whenever I looked in the mirror, I suddenly realized that I had become totally unrecognizable, but I didn’t realize it at all.

Holmes, you should have experienced it too. Just like at a certain moment, when you look back at the past suddenly, you will realize that you have become a completely different person from the original you. What remains is not only nostalgia, but also There is fear and a cold sweat.

  Unconsciously, we have actually become such monsters, and we think we are normal, and we are marching on a crazier road. "

  Roger really seems to be showing his heart, and it is also true to think about it, anyway, Lorenzo is also a dead person in his eyes, and there is no problem in talking about this to the dead.

   "So it may be like what you said, I just lived too long, until a lot of things are blurred and deteriorated.

  Some things are indistinguishable. All I can do is to believe and execute stubbornly. This is the only answer in this dilemma, and it is also the answer I chose. "

  Roger got up, he walked slowly towards Lorenzo, every step of the fall gently quaked the snow dust away, the ice under his feet was covered with cracks, and the world of [Gap] began to tremble.

  This is the countdown to death and the final sentence of Lorenzo.

  "I guess that Adren is the same. What is the point of his persistence? The watchmen are doomed to wither. All he did is to postpone the destruction of mankind from morning to afternoon.

  Death is still doomed, only the boundless nothingness remains. "

  This is not a mockery, Roger is just stating the facts coldly.

In fact, Roger doesn’t know exactly what kind of person he is. In his long life, his consciousness has been changed too much, the teachings of the secretaries, the meeting of Edron, and even the erosion of the unspeakable. .

  He has long been lost, only blind and stubborn actions are left to affirm his existence.

  "Adelen knows all this, and knows such useless actions, but he still needs to do this, just like pushing a boulder to the top of a mountain, no matter how many times he tries, the boulder still has to roll.

He has to do this, no matter how many times he fails, because he is the pope and the patriarch, this is the meaning of his existence, even if this'meaning' is meaningless, he still has to be so blind and stubborn, just like me... …"

  Roger walked to Lorenzo's body, stretched out his finger, and pressed it on his forehead, the erosion force was expanding, almost bursting Lorenzo's [Gap].

   "Just like you, Lorenzo Holmos."

  Roger’s voice was very soft, as if he was coaxing a child to sleep.

   "We are all walking corpses, and we are constantly moving forward for our own purposes, even if our bodies have become rotten, our consciousness has become blurred, and even we are not clear about ourselves."

  The ice surface began to collapse, the sea boiled and wailed, and the stars lost their original splendor and plunged into deep darkness.

Roger's face began to wither, and his cold face was shattered into one corner, like a broken mask, but beneath it was not scarlet flesh and blood, but a deep darkness, in that deep darkness, scarlet eyes Opened it, peering at Lorenzo.

   "It's sad, Roger, you're already dead," Lorenzo shook his head, staring at the scarlet eyes, "but I'm different from you, Roger Cruz."

  Faced with death, Lorenzo had no fear, even though the huge waves had been rolled up around him, he sat firmly on the bench and glared at Roger.

   "I am a human being, a fragile and ridiculous human being. I don't live as long as you, and I won't live as long as you.

  I know what I’m going to do, and I’ve never forgotten it.

  I will always stick to it.

  Until you were driven to death, or I was swallowed by fire. "

  Lorenzo laughed frantically, stared at the scarlet eyes, and shouted.

   "The enemy, I am here to kill you."

  This was a ridiculously cruel sentence, but Roger soon felt it. Another power surged up, a power he had never felt before. It was so...magnificent.

   Ten thousand bells rang, prayers continued, and the collapse of [Gap] stopped in an instant. Lorenzo stretched out his hand and immediately held a beam of starlight that pierced the darkness.

  Antimeme is a piece of information, a piece of self-enclosed information. Its carrier can be anything that can be recognized, such as a bullet, such as a black cube, such as... an unyielding will.

  In reality, Lorenzo knelt and sat in the shadows, and the black cube in his hand broke apart at some point, turning into countless black fragments, scattered all over the floor.

   Carrying antimemetic erosion, it begins to expand. It is like a train burning with a big fire. I don’t know when it will collapse, but what we can know is that it will be full of gunpowder and rush towards the target before death comes.

  Lorenzo comforted himself, don't be nervous, he has planned it many times.

  Use [Final Echo] to become its carrier, [Gap] invades, and constantly jumps between the crowd...

  Lorenzo calculated that his speed is very fast. As long as more than a dozen [clearance] invasions in the limit range, he can reach the Cathedral of San Nalo, the Temple of Silence, and the Well of Sublimation in this way.

  Roger was also aware of Lorenzo’s intentions for the first time, and he used high-intensity antimemes to temporarily force himself back.

   "I will stop you! You can't be smooth all the way!"

Roger yelled, Lorenzo must be carefully calculated every time he jumps. As long as there are a few mistakes, he will be caught up by Roger. More importantly, Roger believes that Lorenzo will be in the Stagnant Sanctuary. The hall was obstructed.

  Those demon hunters have long known the cause of all this, and they will not let anyone approach the Well of Ascension, where Lorenzo has no vehicle for jumping.

   "Do you think... all this is just a temporary accident?"

  Lorenzo laughed.

   "No, this is a long-planned plan."

  In that distant and still temple, the new pope had already knelt down beside the well of sublimation. He accidentally took off the silver crown of thorns and put it together with the telegram from the old Dunling.

  Seni Lothar didn’t know if he was doing it right, he even thought he was crazy, and would believe such a nonsense, but in the end he still appeared here.

   Gazing into the darkness in the well, behind him were full of witch hunters holding spikes, their faces expressionless, and they wore crowns on their heads.

  (End of this chapter)