Ember Gun

  Chapter 134 Meltdown

The scavengers have arrived here, wearing heavy isolation suits, heavy breathing under the gas masks, they are busy, because they are not specialized, they rotate every few minutes, sometimes there will be alarms When the sound sounded, someone else would carry the unconscious person out.

   There is a faint mist, which is the neutralizing liquid after atomization. Although it is unable to resist the weird erosion, it can at least make people feel at ease.

  Ordinary humans are so powerless against erosion, but even so, humans still have a weak advantage in the war with demons.

From time to time, the screams of monsters sounded, and some of the eggs have not yet fully hatched. The scavengers roughly opened the hard layer and dragged the monsters wrapped in mucus out. They are like undeveloped fetuses. The deformed, curled up, weird body has human characteristics, just like an incompletely evolved creature.

  The hot aluminum rifle was ignited, and the soldiers stood on the other side to watch for these, and shut these monsters into the iron cage one by one. The Pump of Perpetual Motion had not found such a monster in an egg. They needed some samples.

  The so-called move your mouth on the top and break your legs underneath it is probably like this.

  The scholars in white clothes were dissecting the demon in a fully secured laboratory, and these unlucky children had to be deeply corroded to catch the demon for them.

   "Is there a fire here?"

  Lorenzo smelled a hint of ashes.

   "There is a strange plant that looks like a monster, but it is like a herbaceous plant. We discovered it when we captured the underground palace, but we didn't expect it to be there."

   Arthur replied.

   "It's the stomach grass, Master Lawrence's breeding technique is a bit unusual."

  Lorenzo could imagine what it was when he heard Arthur’s description. Fortunately, he discovered it in time, otherwise the stomach and throat would spread and it would be more troublesome than normal monsters.

   "Mr. Holmes, what we really don't understand is this."

  Arthur glanced at Lorenzo and pointed to the area further ahead.

  "According to the detection of Geiger counters, this is the source of pollution in the entire cultivation field, and the most eroded area."

   Arthur looked at the broken egg. In the middle of its arrangement, there was an altar-like furnace. The bottom was covered with ashes. The furnace had already cooled down, but there was still a little metal.

"this is……"

  Lorenzo can clearly feel the strong erosion, coming from the furnace, strong enough to be like the center of a whirlpool, pulling all the people around and bringing them into the deep gloom.

"I don't know what it is, but I can see that the metal remaining in the furnace is suspected of holy silver... Master Lawrence may have used it to forge holy silver, but as a metal to destroy demons, how can it carry so strong? What about the erosion?"

  This is something that Arthur didn't understand. It stands to reason that Holy Silver is basically incompatible with demons, but it just appeared in the same place so strangely, and the holy metal carried huge erosion.

  Lorenzo did not speak, but walked up in response to the pressure. This furnace was too deadly for them. For this reason, the scavengers also pulled up a cordon to warn other workers.

  Arthur didn't understand why this was, but Lorenzo knew all this. He also had a silver-binding bolt made of holy silver in his body, which was the last insurance to block the secret blood.

As Lorenzo approached, the illusion became more and more serious. It is hard to imagine what kind of existence the monsters who have stayed here will be. Even the demon hunters can hardly resist. The whole world is beginning to be distorted and disintegrated, with psychedelics. Suddenly all the sounds disappeared at a certain moment, the world became familiar again, and Watson stood at the other end of the furnace.

   "This thing is dangerous."

   Watson leaned on the edge of the furnace and looked inside, the holy silver solidified on the bottom, glowing with a faint light.

  Lorenzo had a weird feeling, the pressure suddenly disappeared, or the pressure had reached the level that Lorenzo could not perceive.

   "Master Lawrence really has the technology to forge sacred silver..."

  Lorenzo reluctantly stood by the furnace, looking at the solidified holy silver at the bottom.

   "No... it's not, Lorenzo, think about it with your smart head."

  Watson directly denied Lorenzo's words, and then she walked over, putting her hand gently on Lorenzo's chest.

   "Connect all the stories together, you don't really think that Holy Silver is so good for casting."

  Lorenzo stared at those illusory eyes, he was slightly lost for a moment.

   "Is this a gift from the devil?"

   "I used to be a human, Lorenzo, we used to be such good friends? Do we need any reason to help our friends?"

   "No, you are dead, Watson, you are only the skin of a demon."

  The look of Watson was reflected in her gray-blue eyes. She was dead a long time ago, and Lorenzo was a little terrifying rationally.

"How do you judge a form of life? I am dead, but the spirit will live forever? Is this death? My body was burned, but I still live in your mind, in your memories, and even say I might just be an illusion you imagined, isn't it?"

   Watson smiled, with an evil ending.

   "Am I part of your split personality?"

   "Lorenzo, do you want to understand the form of my existence, if you can figure it out, you will not be so confused, and of course the old and undead group of evangelical churches will not be so crazy."

   Watson turned his head and looked at the bottom of the furnace, his voice gradually becoming indifferent.

   "Lorenzo, I am the church's mistake. You opened Pandora's box. You see me as the so-called Holy Grail, but in fact I am just a pseudo-Holy Grail, am I not?"

  Something seemed to have been touched, Lorenzo's gaze became dangerous, he looked at the bottom of the furnace, and then at Watson, his voice trembling a little.

   "It's it..."

   "Yes, you guessed it right."

  Watson looked at Lorenzo appreciatively.

   "The detective is not in vain, he is much smarter than before."

   "In the final analysis, [Messiah]-class containment objects refer to monsters that are super corrosive and extremely difficult to kill. The Gospel Church called them natural disasters a long time ago."

   "But then the Gospel Church found a way to kill the natural disasters, didn't it?"

  Wason whispered softly.

   "Like the frontal lobe resection, as long as all possible transmission is eliminated, they will be sealed forever."

  "This is the last natural disaster, the last monster, the only holy grail, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."

   "I'm just a fake, and they are about to crawl out of the forgotten grave."

The sound was like a reverberating song, and everything in the eyes disappeared in the next moment. After the remaining fragmentation, a brand new picture appeared. Lorenzo stood behind Arthur's wheelchair, and the yellow cordon separated him from the melting pot. .

  The nameless cold sweat dripped from the tip of Lorenzo's nose, he slowly loosened the handle of the chair, and clenched his fist tightly.

  Everything just now was an illusion. From the moment he saw the furnace, he fell into Watson’s illusion. Those words echoed in his ears like a curse, disturbing Lorenzo's mind.

   "You look uncomfortable, Mr. Holmes."

   Arthur asked concerned, even the demon hunter would feel uneasy in the face of this erosion.

   "I think I know the reason for all this."

  Lorenzo replied slowly, with a tired voice in his voice. Watson said that he had guessed right. Then everything was true according to this line of thinking, but the result of the establishment was chilling.

"I think these sacred silvers were not made by Master Lawrence. I should have thought of it for the first time. After all, he was carrying the sacred silver accumulated by the Evangelical Church over hundreds of years, even if it was used to disguise this place. Not much."

Lorenzo looked up at the huge breeding ground. Master Lawrence arranged holy silver on key positions of the terrain, like a protective cover, locking the effect of erosion in it, and reducing pollution to the outside world as much as possible. In order to avoid the search by the cleansing agency.

"What's the meaning?"

  Arthur felt a little uneasy.

"Arthur, do you remember the sacred coffin? That thing is a [Messiah]-class containment object. In the church, it is the kind of monster that can be called this name, which is very polluting, and it is difficult for them Killed, but it can be controlled and contained. For hundreds of years, the church has contained many such ghosts, and then sealed them one by one."

"you mean……"

  The inexplicable cold swallowed him, and Arthur was a little restless, as if there was a huge secret that was only a step away from him.

"The sacred coffin is entirely made of sacred silver, and the last monster is sealed in it. The only [Messianic]-level containment object that the church has not handled properly. The code name given to it internally is the Holy Grail. night of."

Lorenzo walked over slowly and looked at the bottom of the furnace that had appeared in the illusion. Among the pitch black and silver, it seemed to be the deepest bottom of the pit. In the abyss, there were countless hands reaching out. , Tried to escape, and then tried to pull more people down together.

I can imagine the abomination scene, the flames boiled and burned, melting the sacred coffin in the furnace little by little, the holy words and reliefs gradually collapsed under the high temperature, the white metal gradually withered, and finally the nothing But the body of words slowly appeared, twisting and struggling, embracing this long-lost world.

   "Master Lawrence melted the coffin of the Holy Spirit, and he released the ghost inside..."

Lorenzo's voice seemed a bit ethereal, and a sticky touch sounded. In the fantasy of fireworks, that shriveled hand took a touch of metal solution, and then he held it on the wall of the furnace, bit by bit. Climbed out, stretched his body in the fireworks to his heart's content.

  So what do you want to do? Master Lawrence.

  The former demon hunter has now released the most abominable demon.

  (End of this chapter)