Ember Gun

  Chapter 569 Kungunir

  The waves from the explosions of the Sea Snake and Seahorse have not yet calmed down, and the burning residual fire on the sea disperses the cold and brings warmth.

  Ten thousand miles of clear sky, there is no dark cloud, the glacier in the distance reflects the light, as if calling people to go.

  Seleu looked at all this blankly, her eyes were a little lax, as if she was relieved, she knelt down and breathed hard.

  The crisis is finally over.

This is a somewhat confusing scene. At this desperate moment, a cargo ship that no one knows where it came from, directly brought tons of explosives into the sea snake, and the ignited explosion turned this terrible enemy. Completely killed.

  After the explosion, the two strangers boarded the Chenhui Advance. Their identities are not clear, but judging from the attitude of one of them towards Lorenzo, they should be regarded as friendly forces.

   "Lorenzo really makes a lot of friends. You can meet friends in this kind of place."

  Hibald said jokingly.

He glanced at the fallen corpse. The corpse looked like it had been roasted at a high temperature. There were dense blood blisters on his body. The clothes were also scorched and stuck to the flesh and blood. The eye sockets became deep, as if two were dark. Blood hole.

  But these are not fatal wounds. It is the wound on the neck that really kills it, so that it has no spare energy to escape from this hell.

  Flying metal shards cut into his neck, almost beheading him completely. When Hayboard heard his response, it was already Clough's last strength.

  This timid guy is still dead.

   "May your soul return to the Hall of Valor."

  Before losing consciousness, Haibod blessed.

  He was carried on a stretcher by the ship doctor who rushed over and taken to the medical cabin.

After this fierce battle and erosion, many wounded were unable to survive. I don’t know if they should be sad or fortunate. This saved a lot of medicine for the survivors and allowed the busy ship doctors to finally have it. Time to breathe.

  Chenhui Advance proceeded silently, and the deeper the north, the more and more broken ice floes were. In the end, the sea was full of these undulating ice blocks, which rubbed and collided with the hull of the ship, making disturbing noises.

  The boat was very quiet, there was no cheer, no joy. This was a tragic victory. The surviving people lost all their emotions, leaving only the numbness of coming to an end.

  It is difficult to count the number of casualties. Coupled with the isolation and blockade inside the cabin, many areas are still out of control. Scattered monsters wander among them, and all functional departments are operating under load.

  The ship doctor injected Florent's medicine into Lorenzo who fell on the ground. A few minutes later, with the help of the medicine, Lorenzo completely awakened from the confusion of consciousness, and he could see things around him clearly.

   "I'm not dead yet? It seems that I came in time."

   Watson squatted aside and pinched Lorenzo's face.

   "I remember... I was in His [Gap], and I was blocked by the gate of heaven..."

  Lorenzo's words were a bit messy, and his memory gradually became clear, as if everything just happened, like a trance dream.

  At the end of the memory, Lorenzo remembered a pair of hands tearing open the gate of heaven, and also remembered the girl who dragged herself out of the armor of original sin before she sank into the deep sea.

  "You are really lucky, one step later, you will die in [Gap], or sink into the deep sea, and become the ration of that monster."

  Watson looked down at Lorenzo, his face blocked most of the light. From the fuzzy shadow, Lorenzo could see that it was a messy male face.

  It feels...a bit weird.

Lorenzo is also a bit unspeakable. According to the usual story, after the protagonist survives a catastrophe, he should usually be surrounded by a group of beautiful girls, asking how he is, but now a man who looks older than himself is caring. Looking at yourself... Although the inner soul is considered a female, Lorenzo still feels a little uncomfortable.

   However, if you think about it, your own story has never been considered normal, and there may be no problem with such an unfolding.

  Such a serious situation, because Lorenzo's **** inner activity has become funny, but fortunately, these thoughts are not heard by others, otherwise Lorenzo would be really ashamed.

but……

  Looking at Watson's steadfast face, Lorenzo's expression twitched, then couldn't help turning his head, but Watson immediately pulled him up.

   "How long do you have to rest."

   Watson shouted to Lorenzo.

  She began to wonder if Lorenzo was really badly injured in the [Gap], which caused her brain to become a little awkward, but the fact is that Lorenzo's brain circuit is really a bit weird.

Consciousness went through an extremely fierce battle, and a huge sense of exhaustion and pain tortured him. Lorenzo was still a little uncomfortable, even standing a little unsteady. When he almost fell, Seleu got up and supported him. He, the height difference is just right, she is like a crutches, carrying Lorenzo's shoulders.

  Lorenzo lowered his head and found that this familiar girl hadn't died in this crazy battle. Although it looked a little bad, she was still alive.

"That is how the matter?"

  As Florund's medicine spread in the blood, Lorenzo's brain circuit began to be corrected, and he became solemn again.

  This change is fast, like cutting a mask, but those who are familiar with him have become accustomed to it.

  The madness in [Gap] was once again staged in front of my eyes, the guy named Adron Levien.

  The sense of despair he gave Lorenzo was so strong, even when he faced Lawrence, Lorenzo had never felt such a terrifying pressure. The two of them had completely different feelings.

  Lawrence is just a formidable enemy, but he is still within the reach of mortals, but Adron Levien...

  A nightmare-like figure flashed in front of her eyes, and the phantom seemed to have come alive, and launched a sword towards Lorenzo.

  Lorenzo let out a low growl, and then blood ran down the corner of his eyes, ticking on the ground.

  He is too powerful, he is not an existence that mortals can look directly at. This is the true power of God.

"Your consciousness is injured, and the scars of the'soul' will be mapped on the flesh and blood, just like you kill the enemy in [Gap] and then kill them in reality, you almost died in [Gap] No, Lorenzo." Watson warned.

  Lorenzo nodded hard. He still knew this knowledge, but he had always killed others. This time, the reverse feeling was really bad.

  "The crisis is not over yet, this sea snake is just one of His tentacles...that iron-clad ship! The Dawfish, we haven't solved it yet!"

Lorenzo said anxiously, but when he looked around, he found that the deck of Chenhui Advance was full of ruins and corpses. It was like a huge metal wreck traveling on the sea. It was a miracle that it could continue to move. , They have no power to fight back, perhaps all hopes are pinned on Watson.

Sure enough, there must be something at the end of the world. Before reaching that mysterious place, Lorenzo had already found the lair of the watchmen and found out their origins, but the secret was too shocking, so he could do it for a while. I don't understand what is going on.

   "Don't worry too much, that guy will not target us, at least not for the time being."

   Watson comforted and patted Lorenzo on the head lightly.

  Seleu watched from the side, even if she was such a cold person, she couldn't help feeling a little strange when she saw this.

  Although he could not understand the conversation between the two of them, Seleu could still understand the expressions and expressions.

  I saw Lorenzo frowning, and another big guy called Watson patted Lorenzo's head tenderly. This guy's tendons all over his body, and his expression was feminine...

  Seleu remembered Lorenzo's refusal and his own inference. That bad guess was constantly being confirmed, and Seleu suddenly realized that what he had guessed might be true.

   "Lorenzo...you?"

   Selenium slowly raised his finger, his expression was a little moved, and he should even say "shocked".

  Lorenzo was completely unaware of Seleu's thoughts of gradually running off the track. His head seemed to be awake and not thorough enough. He was serious for a while and then ran the train.

  "Come on, this is Watson. I am an old friend. This is Seleuc. I remember you should have seen it."

In this terrible situation, maybe only Lorenzo can do something to introduce friends, and sometimes I wonder if Lorenzo will pull his friends and the undead who rushed over one after another when he went to hell. Make an introduction.

   "Come and get to know, this is...I can't remember, anyway, I hacked to death."

  And so on.

  Listening to Lorenzo's introduction, Seleu seemed even more confused. She thought that among Lorenzo's friends, she was the first to know Lorenzo, but she had never met Watson.

   Before I knew Lorenzo? But counting forward, it was probably Lorenzo when he was in the Demon Hunting Order.

   "Seleu Stuart, I met you. In a sense, we are old friends, but you probably don’t know this. This is the first time we have met officially."

  Watson stretched out his big rough hand as he spoke, and Seleuc also slowly stretched out his hand and held him together.

  Has he seen himself? And it's been a long time?

  Even if it was Seleu, her mind couldn't help but turn frantically at this moment. Seleu suddenly remembered the previous movement of the black angel, and she asked carefully.

   "The Demon Hunter?"

  Watson thought for a while and answered.

   "It used to be."

  Seleu's expression froze, and in just a few seconds she conceived a terrifying conspiracy.

Lorenzo was not the only demon hunter who arrived in Inervig, but also this guy named Watson. Unlike Lorenzo, Lorenzo was in the light, he was in the dark, and the two were cooperating with each other. Dunling survived, so he knew everything about Lorenzo, but Seleu didn't know his existence.

  Watson's hiding is so perfect, Seleuc thought that he had gone deep enough into Lorenzo's life, but he still didn't find any traces of him, and when they thought of the cleansing mechanism, they didn't notice the trace of Watson.

Seleu looked at Lorenzo in amazement. In her impression, Lorenzo was transformed from an intermittent neuropathy into a terrifying character who was so wise and foolish. Maybe all of this was Lorenzo's method. The guy lied to himself too.

   "What is the relationship between you...?"

  Seleu swallowed, reading too many strange books, and somewhat strange thoughts.

   "You... wait a minute, stop thinking about it, I should be considered a woman, at least until I become like this."

  Watson’s thinking was obviously much quicker than Lorenzo. From Seleu’s expression and tone, she quickly guessed what strange things the girl was thinking.

"woman!"

  Seleu was unfavorably lost, and his voice became louder.

  Damn it, Watson’s words lead the topic in a worse direction. Since seeing this guy, Seleu felt that this big man had a feminine feeling, even when the black angel descended.

  Seleu believed in her instinct as a woman, but Lorenzo’s gaze became more complicated. She was thinking about whether to say any blessings.

   "He won't target us, what do you mean?"

  Lorenzo finally spoke, interrupting this weird whimsy.

In the short period of time Seleucid imagined, Lorenzo injected himself with a few more Florent medicines to accelerate his recovery. His condition was not very good. The heavy burden made him extremely painful. Fortunately now It eased a lot.

   "We are not his opponents, and indeed they are."

   Watson replied, Seleu remained silent, and they could still distinguish the priorities. Compared with Lorenzo's strange orientation, the most important thing now is how to leave safely.

   "You should have noticed, Lorenzo, the strength of the Watchers is much stronger than before, not to mention the guy named Adron Levine."

  Hearing this name, Lorenzo remembered the letter Watson had sent to him.

  "Have you encountered him before?"

   "Yes, I almost died," Watson said here, remembering something, "but another guy may have died in his hands."

"Who?"

   "The new Pope, Seni Lotaire, I joined hands briefly with him to explore [the truth]."

   Hearing this, Lorenzo's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, so he could only say slowly.

   "It's really... a bizarre adventure. If you have time, you have to talk to me."

   "Well, this is natural. As for now, the awakening of the generals, the kings and the kings, Adren Levien is not for us." Watson said.

  "He is for another person, another crisis that needs him to wake up to solve.

  Now he won’t continue chasing us..."

  Watson felt the undulations of the surrounding erosion. They were like invisible air currents surging and converging, ready to go.

  Looking to the far end, Watson recalled the guy who appeared in the storm and pointed her direction.

   "Because he is here."

  ……

  Among the corpses and blood on the ground, the pioneer stood on top of countless angel corpses. He slowly raised his spear and made a throwing motion, his muscles tense.

   "Let us continue the unfinished war, Adren Levien."

  The pioneer whispered and closed his eyes.

  The breeze gathered around him, bringing up the snow dust to roll around, like white petals, floating and echoing around him.

According to the legend of the Vikings, Odin possessed an eternal spear named Kungunir. When it was thrown out, it would shine like a thunder falling into the world. It was destined to penetrate the heart of the enemy and kill it. The enemy of the dead **** Odin.

  This is not so much a weapon, as it is an established destiny.

But in fact, the reality is not like this. This is nothing more than mortal misinterpretation and beautification of extraordinary things. God Odin... the pioneer's spear cannot accurately hit every target, nor can it easily penetrate everything and kill anyone.

  But his [Gap] can do all this.

  The invisible force covered the entire sea area in a blink of an eye, rolling up a crazy storm, the forerunner, this is the eye of the storm.

  He doesn’t have a weapon like Quinqunir, but it’s easy to do it all.

  As long as it is strong enough.

Pioneer’s erosion can connect all the [clearances] within his cognition range. There is no barrier to stop his invasion, and no one can survive his invasion. When he launches an attack, all the [clearances] of all things Will be easily destroyed and die.

  Like the Quinqunir in mythology.

  The pioneer kept the spear throwing action, and the next moment his power exploded, in his consciousness, he had already thrown the invisible spear, which struck the sky and fell into the deep sea.

Mountain-like flesh and blood tumbling and struggling, countless tentacles awakened from their deep sleep, they entangled with each other and twisted together on the floating hornwhale, shaping it into a metal and fleshly twisted monster, but in the next moment The narwhal stopped all movements.

  It was hit by Quinqunir.

  Black lines appeared in the flesh and blood, as if it were invading toxins. The flesh and blood lost its activity and stiffened into a gray-black rock, and then collapsed in pieces, turning into heavy dust and spilling into the sea.

  This extinct collapse spread all the way down the tentacles. Just when he was about to touch his huge body, the tentacles that were attacked broke one after another, ending this strange extinction.

  The flashing white light also became more blazing, and finally the light split...

This is a pair of huge eyes closed tightly. The light that they look at is just the afterglow that overflows from the gaps in the eyelids. Thousands of huge pair of eyes roll, and finally stare in that direction uniformly, and you can hear the vagueness in the blur. The roar of battle.

  (End of this chapter)