Ember Gun

  Chapter 534 Sunshine Walker

With the overflow of blood, the raging fire was turned into a blazing sea. They surging freely, like wild thorns, climbed onto everyone's body, and inflicted the most severe fire torture. The flames burned. The body, the pain reaches the soul.

The scattered sparks flew away and fell on the skin, causing a clear tingling. Kanon looked at the figure holding the gun and sword. He didn't know if it was an illusion or what was the reason. His figure began to twist and grow in Kanon's eyes. The sharp horns and spikes, and the jagged bone wings slowly opened, like a demon from hell.

   "Stop them! Lorenzo!"

  Shrike saw the survivors of Garon and shouted at Lorenzo behind him, but his response was fierce gunshots and sword shocks.

  Winchester fired continuously, and the scattered projectiles smashed the figure in the sea of ​​fire. The flesh and blood were torn apart, falling into the flames, reloading, pulling the trigger again, and the blazing dragon's breath penetrated the battlefield.

  Lorenzo analyzed the status quo. Judging from the status of Garon and these people, they can't be counted on anymore, and everything now depends on Lorenzo himself.

  Mortals can fight mortals, but cannot fight monsters. Fortunately, Lorenzo is here. He is not only an expert in fighting monsters, but he himself is another more terrifying monster.

  The bullet accurately penetrated the enemy's head. Even if someone who was not afraid of death charged forward, they could not advance half a step at all. The impact carried by the bullet continuously knocked them back.

  The slender sword is like a twisted strip of light, easily slitting the enemy's throat, and ending their lives.

  Lorenzo seems to be under the enemy, but his pressure is not great. In Lorenzo's view, as long as he is given enough time, he is fully capable of killing all these people.

But……

  Lorenzo's eyes wandered over these people, and their chests were carved with dark crosses, showing their identities.

  But...something is wrong.

  Lorenzo's instincts warned him that he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell the strangeness.

  On the journey from the casino to here, Lorenzo has always felt this way. It seems that something is looking at him in the dark, and it shows a vicious and greedy grin, waiting for his arrival.

   "Valhalla!"

The madmen screamed and the corpses piled up all the way. They finally approached Lorenzo and were about to swing a sharp knife, but the sword was faster than him. After a cold chilling sword light passed, the throat was slit. Even the entire head was severed.

   "How many people are there...?"

  Lorenzo looked at the horrified scene before him. The corpses piled up on the ground, and flames were burning on them, but these people were still following, like fanatics.

  They walked out of the endless darkness behind them, like a colony of ants.

  If Lorenzo hadn't sensed the existence of erosion, he really doubted whether these people were contaminated by demons.

  "Ignoring death, ignoring fear, really crazy faith."

He whispered, the sword slashed horizontally, and the sword light smashed in front of him trying to get close to his enemy. The flesh and bones broke apart. Together with the weapon in the enemy's hand, they were cut off by an unmatched force, and the internal organs and blood were spilled. One place, turned into a **** like a slaughterhouse.

   "Val...Hara."

A weak voice sounded, one hand grabbed Lorenzo’s ankle and lowered his head. You could see that this man was the enemy who was just beheaded by Lorenzo. Lorenzo cut off most of his body with a sword. But he did not die peacefully, but stubbornly dragged his body to crawl, crawled to Lorenzo's side, grabbed his ankle forcefully, and cut his nails into the flesh and blood.

He laughed at Lorenzo. This blood-stained smile was daunting, but this emotion only lasted for a brief moment in Lorenzo's heart. Winchester opened fire and shattered the man's head to pieces. .

   "These guys are really devout believers!"

Lorenzo said loudly to the shrike behind him. The shrike understood Lorenzo's meaning, and finally formed an association in pursuit of absolute death. The more they feared death, the more pious they were. In contrast, Frocky flees from death. It was really rebellious, and if he were to be an evangelical church, at least he would have to be hung on a cross and tortured by fire.

Heavy gunfire sounded, Shrike set up Garon and took the rest to support Lorenzo. He took out the silver revolver, and every time the trigger was pulled, a bell-like gunshot sounded, and then there was An enemy's head exploded, or a blood mist was stirred up in the chest.

  Reaper is still too vague, so it's better to let Shrike to ring the death knell for them.

  Because of the severe pain and the figure of Odin, Kanon's consciousness was a bit chaotic, but when he heard the chime-like gunshots, his pupils tightened slightly.

  He had heard such gunshots, so familiar, and slowly turned his head, he saw the silver death knell in the hands of Shrike.

"It is you……"

  Seems to think of something, Garon looked at the shrike and said softly.

  ……

  The battle continued, the more he slashed, the heavier Lorenzo's mood became.

After several days of thinking and the intelligence brought by Ragnar, he realized that the world was covered by an invisible big net. Something must have appeared in a certain period of time in the past. People in each region have different titles.

  In the Gospel Church, the place of revelation where the saints go, the way to the rise of Inervig, the residence of the Viking gods...

  At a certain moment just now, after seeing so many deaths, Lorenzo suddenly thought whether the final association had its own knowledge of the unknown place after the sea of ​​silence.

In the eyes of the Gospel Church, Inervig, and the Viking countries, it is a sacred land. If they are really connected to each other, what is the land after the sea of ​​silence for the final association? What does it look like?

Is    sacred or evil?

   "Also, why do you use the symbol ‘cross’?"

  Lorenzo once again beheaded an approaching enemy, his chest was cut open, and the sword marks were drawn along the dark cross, allowing it to be covered with blood.

  Looking at the blood-stained cross on his chest, under various questions, Lorenzotton had a new idea.

The cross is a religious symbol. According to Lorenzo's understanding, it first appeared in the "Gospel" in the gospel church, but on this remote frozen ground, these symbols were also used in the end. .

  Lorenzo initially thought that this was a misinterpretation of the use of the evangelical church, but after thinking about it, it may be more than that, just like the pioneer mentioned by Ragner.

  Perhaps...someone really lives forever.

  Lorenzo knew this very well, he also knew what to do, and even said that he was a member of the immortal.

  Could it be said that the relationship between the gospel church and the final association is not as simple as what is currently understood?

After a heavy loud noise, heavy smoke splashed up, but it was soon torn apart by a sharp sword. Lorenzo waved the blade, leaving scars one after another on the strong shield, attacking forcefully. But he was still unable to break through the giant's defense line. This guy seemed cumbersome, but every time he blocked Lorenzo's attack just right.

   "Valhalla!"

  The giant roared. Apart from this crazy slogan, these guys didn't seem to say anything at all and couldn't communicate at all.

The stubborn iron smashed down, but this time it failed to touch the ground. Dense black scales grew along Lorenzo’s arms. They formed the armguards and blocked the blow from the front. Although heavy, it was Lorenzo. Judging from the strength of the country, it is still within the scope of confrontation.

   "Shrike! Stay away!"

  Lorenzo pushed up the huge shield and shouted loudly.

  His words did not reveal much information, Shrike just wanted to ask, but then he felt the transmission of information...that was the pressure that came with erosion.

  Something abhorrent appeared, rising from the filthy corner of the soul, all over Lorenzo's body.

   "Go!"

   Shrike yelled at the others. He didn't know what Lorenzo was going to do, but he knew exactly what this abnormal feeling meant.

  Forbidden blood surged in the body, and the demon hunter was tired of this endless fight, and he wanted to overturn the entire chess game.

  A desperate whiteness rose from the bottom of his eyes, and this light reflected in Kanon's eyes, just like the eyes of God Odin.

Since the Maruri incident, Lorenzo’s knowledge of the secret blood has gone further. Just as Lawrence said at the time, the soul and will of mortals cannot carry multiple powers. Now, Lorenzo has been sublimated, power. Gabriel was a proof that allowed him to embark on the path of sublimation. As a result, his soul and will became stronger, so he could bear multiple powers and awaken them from the forgotten blood.

  The secret blood rises and the power is awakened.

  Invisible pressure suddenly enveloped the sky above the battlefield. Lorenzo was alone, but he was like an unshakable ghost.

At that time, in order to remove the holy silver from his body, Lorenzo penetrated his arm and let the molten metal flow out of the wound on the palm of his hand. Perhaps there was still holy silver remaining in the wound, even if the physique of the demon hunter was The wound was not healed, leaving a scar, and the scar would split again from time to time, bleeding red blood.

For example, now, Lorenzo’s palm was overflowing with blood, and they slid down the sword, turning the cold metal suddenly into blood red, and then there was a blazing flame attached to the blade, and the instant high temperature made the vision a little distorted. .

  Everyone felt it clearly, the invisible pressure gathered into a mass, and it began to heat up until it became substantive.

  This power was given to Lorenzo, and at this moment he was burdened by the burning sun.

  Power Michael.

  He held the burning fire sword and walked forward.

The scorching heat hits the surroundings, and there is wind blowing, but it is not the familiar northern wind, but a heat wave that makes people hard to breathe, and then the solid frozen ground under your feet. After years of low temperature, it has long been like iron stone. Strong, but as Lorenzo walked forward, leaving burning footprints after another on the ground, the soil began to soften and turned into black scorched earth.

  Rather than saying that Mighty Michael is in charge of the pure flame of divine punishment, it is better to say that the pure flame is only a manifestation of its power, and what it really controls is the extreme temperature.

  Since escaping from Maruli, Lorenzo has realized the limitation of his power. Although his existing power is strong, it cannot solve all the problems. Therefore, in calm days, he has been familiar with this awakened power.

He used fireworks to light cigarettes and cook dishes, and in boring days, he also used them to perform fireworks acrobatics for the big guy...In short, through various messy experiments, Lorenzo was already familiar with Mighty Michael, but After all, it was casual play, not real combat.

  Lorenzo has been wiping this brand new blade, and now he finally has the opportunity to experiment with this power.

  Sheng Yan and Lorenzo's eyes rose together.

  God punishes the world.

  The enemies knelt down in front of Lorenzo one after another. The instantaneous temperature melted their eyeballs into a thick liquid, and the fiery wind rushed into the mouth and nose, burning their internal organs to ashes.

  They are dead, their bodies are dumped, and their flesh and blood are carbonized into pitch-black patches, which are slowly twisted into a ball, and a little bit of fire rises in it.

  The giant has not fallen yet. He closed his eyes for the first time and held his breath. This can't save him from the attack of Mighty Michael, but it can keep him in this desperate situation for a few more seconds.

The giant shield in his hand lost its cold color, the edge was burned red due to the high temperature, and a little molten iron was falling off on it. The hand holding the shield had been burned, and the skin had adhered to the metal. He issued a dull sound. With the sound, he tried to raise the huge shield again and smashed it at Lorenzo.

That's too late.

  The fire sword slashed upwards gently, and the stubborn iron was like a fire knife cut into the ice, it was easily cut open, the cut surface was reddish, and the semi-melted molten iron stuck to it.

  It is burning, and the giant behind the giant shield is burning together.

  This is not a slash, it's more like using a fire sword to give an order. The "burn" order is irreversible.

  The sword cut open the giant's chest. The blood evaporates before it flows out. The wound is carbonized and black, like a craftsman's sculpture. The high temperature invades along the wound and completely destroys his internal organs.

The giant died almost in an instant, his bones and charred skin were still supported in place, molten iron was poured on it, stabilizing the standing of the corpse, and from the cracked gap, the burnt-out body erupted. The fire is like a dead tree burning a big fire in the trunk.

  Everyone stared blankly at all of this until the fire pierced their eyes and forced them to look away.

Lorenzo's sword not only killed the giant, but also all the enemies around him. They were all burned to death in an instant by the high temperature. After the Foehn wind passed, all he could see in his field of vision was just curling up one after another, as if they were facing each other. The charred corpse of Lorenzo kneeling down.

  The extinction ended, the burning fire sword was inserted on the ground, and the wind blew through, rolling up the dead body, and gray embers scattered in the night sky.

  Lorenzo looked at all this blankly, his fists were slightly clenched, and the power of the false **** was held in his hand.

  (End of this chapter)