Ember Gun

   Chapter 482

  Dun Ling Pagoda, broken dome.

  After years of hard work and the struggle of countless predecessors, the entire old Dunling has been shaped into a huge and invisible fortress, and this fortress is protected by layers of systems like trees.

  In the long years, the barbaric grows.

The snake system in the atrium that spread to Old Dunling and even the entire Inervig, the railroad tracks, the iron snake, and the war airship cruising in the sky, both the earth and the sky have their tentacles, forming luxuriant branches. .

The large Geiger count of the Peeper System covers the city, wailing and responding like a swarm of flying crows, and the pillar of the furnace turns into a rhizome that plunges into the dark underground, entrenched in the darkness, supported by a perpetual pump. , Make the tree stand tall.

  Dun Ling Pagoda incarnates the trunk of the tree, the center of everything, and removes the core of the organ.

Shrike is in the core of this tightly protected right now. His mood is a bit subtle. Although he is a high-ranking knight, due to the various regulations of the eradication of institutions, the broken dome located in the Dunling Pagoda is as mysterious as the legend in his eyes. , It has been so long since I joined the Elimination Organization, and the number of times that Shrike has come here is only a handful.

   "It's magnificent..."

  Shrike sighed.

He stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Dunling Pagoda is the tallest building in the old Dunling. From here, he can completely overlook the entire old Dunling. The tall buildings are like a jungle of steel. They spread out with the Dunling Pagoda as the center. , Has spread to the junction of the gray sky and earth.

Countless chimneys are emitting thick smoke, and the gray trajectory rises upward, touching the sky, the lead gray clouds roll violently, and the iron whale breaks through the cloud barrier and swims slowly over the old Dunling. .

  Here is the old Dunling, the core of Inervig, the western city of steam and steel.

  Shrike's mood surged. Seeing such a scene, it was hard not to make waves in people's moods, until the sound of footsteps broke the silence, and the Shrike returned to his senses and looked behind him.

   "Okay, it's time for you."

  Knight Commander Gareth came over, his appearance was not good, his face was full of sadness, and he had no idea of ​​appreciating the situation behind Shrike.

"Um."

  Shrike nodded, and without asking much, he walked towards the place where Gareth had left before.

  He was temporarily notified, an urgent call, so he came to the mysterious broken dome, and now he is walking towards the sacred meeting room, about to sit at the round table that has been harassed by the years.

It's not the first time for Shrike to participate in a round table conference. The most impressive one was about eight years ago. At that time, in the conference room, Arthur decided that Shrike became the controller of the lower city, and it was also from that time that Shrike was temporarily out of the decontamination agency. , Thrown into the reign of blood and blood in the Xiacheng District.

  Returning here after so long, Shrike couldn't help feeling a little excited, but he still had more bad guesses about the next situation.

You must know that everyone who can participate in this kind of meeting is basically the knight commander level. Although Shrike’s resume is amazing, he is not entitled to participate in such a meeting under special circumstances... And now that he is here, there must be something special. The situation is over and he needs to participate.

   "Ah... it's over."

  The shrike's face was distressed.

  Cleaning the special circumstances of the organs is mostly not a good thing, basically it is the kind of half-life that has to be spared, and the Shrike just lost half-life in the workshop a few days ago.

  Although he was loyal to the cleansing mechanism, even the shrike couldn't stand it under such a series of horrible tasks.

  He is thinking that things like "Labor Law" are no longer useful for his profession.

   "Shrike is here, ask him if you have anything."

   Pushing open the door, Gao Wen saw the coming Shrike and said directly. Shrike, who didn't know the situation, was taken aback, and he couldn't understand what was going on now.

   "Oh, shrike is here, just sit there first."

  At the end of the long table, Arthur motioned for Shrike to sit down nearby.

  Shrike swallowed, thinking it over.

  The round table meeting this time is different from the previous ones. There were not many participants in the previous meeting, but this time there were a lot of people. Looking around, the seats at the round table were almost full.

  Some people shrike know, such as those knight commanders, some people hide in the shadows, shrike can't see their appearance, some people he knows who they are, but the strange thing is that they shouldn't be here.

   "Why are they here?"

  Shrike asked suspiciously, in order to eliminate the regulations of the agency, these guys have no possibility of appearing in the broken dome.

  "Merlin was injured and was still lying down in the Black Mountain Hospital for treatment. I will attend this meeting instead of him and on behalf of the Pump of Perpetual Motion."

  In the seat next to Arthur, Nikolai raised his hand and spoke calmly. This is the representative of the pump from Perpetual Motion.

   "As part of the clean-up agency, I participated as a representative of the Black Mountain Hospital."

  On the other side of Arthur, Dean Abigail slowly put down his raised hand.

  This is no longer a question of whether it is bad or not. Shrike feels that he might be entrusted with an important task next, as an assassination team and sent to Gallunaro to assassinate the new king.

  "I am present on behalf of the Victorian royal family, but I do not participate in the discussion. You don't need to care about me."

   Anakin smiled, then disappeared into the darkness.

These raw faces showed their intentions, but there was another raw face that remained silent. He had been hiding in the shadows. Shrike could barely see the gray robe, although he could not see his face, Shrike But there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity with it, it seems that he knows that person.

  Such thoughts quickly dissipated, and Shrike realized one thing.

  It can be said that these few people currently represent all the power institutions of the entire Old Dunling, and even the power institutions that control the entire Inervig.

  So who does the guy hiding in the shadow represent?

  Shrike remembered the name that is everywhere but not remembered.

  Sweeper.

   "So, is there any important task for me? How about making such a big battle."

  Shrike has no excitement anymore, there are only two voices left in his mind, one screams, "I'm going to die! I'm going to die! This ghost mission will definitely die!"

  Another voice responded with excitement, "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"

  Shrike feels that he may need legal aid, but it is not clear whether the "Ingleweg Act" can manage this.

  "It is related to a mission, but I want to ask a question before that."

  Arthur said slowly, the dim sunlight fell from the glass dome above, and the vertical sunlight stretched the shadows on his face, like a horrible dead man.

"Shrike, you have been to Jihai, right? According to your mission record, nine years ago, shortly after you joined the cleansing organization, you were incorporated into a maritime operation, and that operation you were chasing the goal. , Strayed into the Sea of ​​Silence in the storm and almost wiped out the entire army. After that, due to your outstanding performance, you were incorporated into the long-term mission of Xiacheng District."

  Shrike nodded, his face expressionless.

  When Arthur uttered the word "Silence Sea", Shrike lost his expression, just like a drowned man in the deep sea, and in his mind, the almost forgotten past roared back.

   "Jihai...This is really not a good place.

  At that time, you were entrusted with a heavy responsibility because you could survive it alive. After all, people with weak willpower cannot get out at all. Even if they do, they will become a lunatic in the Montenegro hospital. "

  Shrike remained silent, but his hand couldn't help but stretched out to his waist, where there was a gun bag, and inside the gun bag was supposed to be inserted the silver revolver named death knell.

  Unfortunately, it is not here now. Before entering the Broken Dome, Shrike handed in his own weapon.

  He feels a little irritable now, it seems that only the coldness of the death knell can temporarily calm him down.

   "So what do I need to do? Go back to that ghost place again? But is there anything worthwhile there?"

   Shrike asked inexplicably.

   "Of course there is, it has always been, but you don't know this."

   Arthur did not explain what that thing was, but went on.

  "We will organize a fleet later. You will be one of the members. We need your experience in facing the sea of ​​silence."

   "The Sea of ​​Silence..."

   Shrike whispered, his voice almost squeezing out between his teeth.

  Probably knows the current mood of Shrike, Arthur said.

   "I know, this is a bit difficult and very resistant to you, but we have what we need very much after the sea of ​​silence."

   "But...that's Jihai, didn't you say that the internal information of the organs was cleaned up? That ghost place is the only out-of-control zone that we can't control."

  The memory of Jihai whizzed by, almost swallowing the Shrike.

   "We know this, so this time we have the new technology of the Armor of Original Sin and the Pump of Perpetual Action with you."

  The representative of the scavenger, who has been hiding under the shadow, preached.

  His voice is hoarse, but Shrike still distinguishes a familiar feeling.

"The sea of ​​silence, the place of silence, the sea of ​​death, the realm of storms and silence, the kingdom of the dead... Regarding that sea, the Vikings have too many terrible words to describe it, and all the ships that sail into it cannot When they return, they will be torn into powder in the lightning and thunder. Even if a survivor comes back alive, he will be attached to a permanent curse and die in madness."

  In the shadows, he was like reciting an ancient and hideous story.

"In fact, such a legend has a basis. According to the research and investigation of the cleaning agency, the sea area is shrouded by incredible erosion. Although the erosion intensity is not high, the scope is terrible. The most important thing is that the cleaning The agency simply cannot find a way to control it. After all, we have no ability to directly evaporate the entire sea area, or to block it, and we don’t know the time of its existence. Under this long erosion, there are also some weird creatures in the dark. Born on the bottom of the sea, such monsters often appear in the legends of the Vikings."

   "So are we able to control it now?"

  Shrike felt that he was getting more and more irritable, but as a qualified high-ranking knight, he still couldn't come out.

   "No... but maybe there is, it depends on how your crew is doing."

   Arthur said slowly, his cold expression suddenly brought up a smile, which was a smirk to be precise.

  It's over, it's all over.

  Arthur didn't care about Shrike's opinion at all. He had been appointed from the beginning. This action had already been planned, and now he just came to inform him.

   "My crew?"

  Probably realized that he could not escape, Shrike felt a little self-deprecating at the moment. I just hope that when I die, I don’t feel too painful, and it’s better to be happy.

   "We all said it, didn't we? We will organize a fleet next. You have also been at sea. You can't drive a boat by yourself."

   "Then who are my crew members?" Shrike asked.

"The list is still being drafted. Now we are seriously understaffed. In addition, this operation requires some disguise. The disguise part is currently under negotiation. North Dro is responsible. They are mediating the Viking nations and Stuart. The interests of the family."

  North Dro, the Viking nations, Stuart...

  Hearing these words, the Shrike felt more restless. The last time so many forces were implicated was the bombing attack at the port of Maruri, so what was he going to do this time? Blew up the Viking nations with Jihai?

"Of course, we also know that this mission will be very difficult. Even if we support so many new weapons and original sin armor, there is still a great risk, so we are discussing with another person to let him join your fleet. "

  "A person? Lorenzo Holmes."

  Individual power can approach the standard army, and only Lorenzo can think of Shrike for the first time.

  "At present, his purpose is not clear, and he is still striving for it, but judging from the response of the Platinum Palace, Mr. Holmes will agree to the sale." Arthur said.

   "You have lied to Lorenzo once, this time you can still let him sell his life, it must be expensive."

  Shrike felt unreliable. After returning from Gallunalo, Lorenzo did not find any trouble to clean up the organs.

   "Yes, it's expensive, it's simply expensive. If that neuropathy wants to spoil him, he might be able to usurp the world's most precious wealth."

Thinking of this, Arthur was also a little sad, realizing that Lorenzo might reach that sacred place, and then thinking about Lorenzo’s disturbing uncertainty. He always felt very bad and felt that this was a bad decision. But what is even more regrettable is that Arthur couldn't find someone who could replace Lorenzo.

  "Then what is going to be done this time at such a high price and involving so many people? Arthur."

  Shrike put aside the messy emotions and asked Arthur seriously.

   Arthur was silent at first, and after thinking for a long time, he said in a deep voice.

"There is a sacred place in this world. It is located in the extreme north after the sea of ​​silence. That place... is very mysterious, and I don't know how to describe it. In short, it is surrounded by the sea of ​​silence and is eroding everywhere. Affecting communication and ranging, there is no accurate coordinates to determine its location.

The only thing that can be followed is the ancient waterway left by the predecessors, but with the change of time, these things are gradually no longer reliable. Three years ago, Merlin tried to go there. He followed the ancient waterway, but still could not find it. , And almost ran out of supplies in the end, staying there forever. "

   Arthur took a deep breath, and pronounced the name deliberately obscured by history.

   "Your destination is the holy place, it is called [the end of the world] by us."

  (End of this chapter)