Ember Gun

  Chapter 148 Containment Breakthrough

   is still the custom-made room, but the atmosphere is a bit depressed and low. As the alarm is lifted, the locked door has been unlocked again, but the closed heart has not been opened again.

  Oviz looked at the ceiling dullly, his mind was messy, chaotic, and it seemed that there was nothing.

Suddenly he wanted to move. He didn't want to lie on this bed anymore. His slender arms tried to support himself. It was very difficult, but he could still do it. He got up from the bed with all his strength, and then shivered slightly. Step on the ground with your feet.

   Breathing hard, it seems that just this kind of action made him exhaust all his strength, and a slight tingling pain came from the joints, but he could still bear it.

  Owes wanted to go out and have a look. He suddenly realized that he had been in the Pump of Perpetual Motion for so long, and he hadn't even gone out to check it out. He just stayed in this room and waited for the task to be performed.

Speaking of missions, this may be the happiest time for Ovis. He is free while hiding in the armor. At that time, he was no longer a cowardly body, but a Lancelot who could tear through steel. .

  But now he is no longer.

  Covering his head, a severe tingling pain came from his mind, as if something was tearing his head, like a bug was stirring vigorously, it was eating the skull and trying to get out of his mind.

   The erosion of the demon is still eating away his will, not only because of the coma in the armor, but the turbulent erosion of Master Lawrence at the last moment can't even be resisted by the demon hunter, let alone the mortal Ovis.

  The high-intensity erosion accelerated his decline, as if countless demons were roaring in his ears, sharp claws repeatedly cutting his body.

  Oviz fell to the ground feebly. He struggled. When the pain reached its extreme, it was completely calm. There was a sharp buzzing in his ears, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps.

Da da da…

  The pace is clear and someone is coming.

  It should be Ovis's caregiver. They may have noticed the abnormal noise in the room, but then he noticed the strangeness, and there was no sound of opening the door...

  Oviz barely raised his head, but what he saw was a face he couldn't think of.

"It's you!"

  The nightmare broke through my mind and came to reality.

  The man didn't hide his thoughts at all, the broken scarlet robe swayed without wind, the old white hair fell down, and the sharp spiked sword showed a corner, reflecting Ovis' face.

"how is this possible…"

  Oviz touched the ground with both hands. He tried to stand up, but fell weakly until the man walked in front of him.

   "Ovis? Or call you Lancelot?"

  Master Lawrence asked with a smile, the old wrinkles twisted together like a dead tree.

   "No... how could it?"

  Ouweisi couldn’t understand, how could he appear in the pump of perpetual motion? How did he do that.

   "Are you thinking about how I came?"

  Oviz opened his eyes wide, his pupils dilated slightly, and his breathing was short.

   "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

  The whole heart became cold, as if being entangled by a poisonous snake.

  Master Lawrence still had that kind smile. He nodded slightly, holding Ovis' throat with one hand, fixed like iron tongs, and holding up the nail sword with the other.

   "Yes, boy, of course I know what you are thinking, after all... I came from here."

  The cold tip of the nail sword was on his forehead, piercing it with a slight force.

The voice and pain were magnified a hundred times, Oviz could clearly feel the skin splitting, the blood pouring out, the cold metal was stepping into his brain little by little, and finally it touched the sturdy head. Together, so he tried again.

It was like prying open a can abruptly, and the nail was nailed under the bone. In the end, it was not painful anymore. Instead, it was the most primitive fear from human beings. Oviz tried to scream, but was caught by him. Strangling his throat, it was like a meaningless neigh, a dying wild dog.

  As if to be executed, the blood surpassed the nail sword, dripping on the ground, only fear slowly fermented in despair.

No one heard his roar, and no one could come to rescue him. If there was another observer in this room at this moment, he would find that Ovis was just lying on the ground sluggishly. There was no Master Lawrence, and nothing. There was blood on the nail sword, and he was the only one who twitched slightly on the ground in pain.

  ...

  Perpetually moving pump, No. 4 living monster centralized containment room.

  In order to conduct various experiments against demons, a certain number of demons are also held in the perpetual pump. They are soaked in a water cell of neutralizing liquid to weaken the erosion they emit. The containment room also has prepared countermeasures.

  It's like a damned zoo, except that the animals in it are all exhibits from hell.

Merlin and Arthur walked one after another in this huge centralized containment room, which is more like a huge workshop, with a hanging corridor extending in all directions running through it. Below this is a monster with a serial number. Focus on the firepower tower. Once the demon is abnormal, first all the aqueous solutions are energized, and then it fires.

   "It's not just Mr. Holmes, we also gained a lot of other things."

   Arthur said with some joy and worry.

The appearance of Master Lawrence can be said to be the first time since the establishment of the cleansing organization that it has approached a full-scale war with the demons. It is also under this factor that the full operation of the cleansing organization has captured many things beyond imagination.

  The two stopped, the valve pulled, and a containment block below slowly rose. Accompanied by the shaking of the neutralizing liquid, the hideous figure flickered indistinctly.

"Its name is Horner... Not surprisingly, the previous homicides in Old Dunling were basically done by him. According to follow-up investigations, he is also a member of the survivors. Perhaps he cannot understand the oppression of the survivors by the nobles. , He united with Master Lawrence, drank the inferior secret blood, and became what he is now."

   Arthur said slowly, explaining the monster in the container for Merlin.

  Horner...or the demon who used to be Horner.

The twisted body only retains the characteristics of a small number of people. The whole body is firmly bound by a metal restraint. The joints are pierced by deadly steel needles. Basic activities are not possible, and most of the body is immersed in it. And in the liquid.

As the containment cube rises, a faint air of cold air overflows from below. According to research on the characteristics of monsters, low temperature can inhibit their activities. Although they are not close, they can clearly feel the low temperature in the container. Most of its flesh and blood are frozen together with the neutralizing liquid.

  Horner was contained when the Master Lawrence appeared. It tried to attack the Duke of Salicardo, but was stopped by Arthur, and was subsequently suppressed and captured by the subsequent troops who rushed to it.

Obviously it has a very complicated relationship with Master Lawrence, but when everything is over, Horner has entered the third stage of erosion. It is difficult to communicate and is very aggressive. Arthur has to temporarily put it here until It's only now coming again.

  "Perhaps you can study something about the inferior secret blood from it."

  This is Arthur’s goal, and the current primary goal of the entire cleansing organization is Master Lawrence.

  "Is that right? Thaw it and prepare a laboratory for me."

Merlin nodded. Under his command, a rumbling electric motor sounded from the top of his head. Only then did he notice the presence of a guide rail. The lowered mechanical arm took out the containment block as a whole, and the cold, low-temperature gas accompanied it. diffusion.

  The security team is holding a lethal weapon and closely following the movement of the containment block. It seems that there is already a complete set of actions in the pump of perpetual motion.

  Along with the temperature rise, the sleeping flesh and blood became restless again, until there was a trance voice.

   "Horner..."

   "Wake up, kid..."

  It seemed that someone was calling himself. He tried to reach out his hand, but he felt the bone-chilling cold.

   Constantly digging hard, accompanied by panic upwards, and the sound became louder and louder, until the first light illuminates his face.

   Horner crawled out of the cold snow. He was naked, as if he didn't know what was going on. He covered his body as much as possible to prevent himself from being exposed to the cold wind.

  But it was still too cold, and it was so cold that his limbs gradually lost consciousness, until he felt that it was a good choice to sleep so long and under the snow curtain.

   Suddenly he heard the echoing voice again, familiar and kind, calling him constantly.

  All the wind and snow disappeared in an instant, and the man slowly came from a distance, dragging the red shadow.

   "Really... I didn't expect to see you again."

   seemed to recognize the face of the visitor, Horner knelt on the ground, emotionally complicated.

   "You did a great job, kid, really."

  Master Lawrence leaned forward and gently touched his hair. Horner in front of him was a malnourished child, skinny.

   "Really... Are you taking me away? It's too cold here."

   Horner’s eyes flashed, and he couldn't help holding the old hand of Master Lawrence. The callus was hard, like an iron block.

  Looking at the poor child, Master Lawrence shook his head.

"Do not."

   "Why... why?"

   Horner looked at him puzzled.

   "Because you have to leave with your own strength."

   "But I have no strength, it is too cold here."

   "So I will give you strength, one last time."

  Master Lawrence said faintly, as if he had found some last hope, Horner was slightly stunned, and finally lowered his head. He seemed to have a foreboding what would happen, but he seemed to not care.

  An inexplicable force was surging, the ice and snow were melting, exposing the dry ground, the soil cracked one after another, exposing the crimson lava beneath it, that was the mighty power that changed the world, and the extremely cold air instantly turned into a blazing fire wind.

   "I... am I standing in the middle of the stage?"

  For some reason, Horner asked this for the last time, and then an affirmative voice came.

   "Yeah, Horner, you did it."

  Like a benevolent priest, he whispered repeatedly.

"you did it."

As the temperature rises, the monster in the containment block gradually awakens, but it is still within the control range. It is transported by rails. The security team follows the promenade below, and the heavy fire sentries before leaving the centralized containment room. The tower also shifted the muzzle following the movement of the target.

Everything is normal, just like many times before, but what no one noticed is the gradual increase in the temperature inside the monster. It is like a scorching sun that gradually ignites, speeding up the melting of ice, and mild water begins. It drips on the surface, the ice-cold turns to normal temperature, and the temperature continues to rise.

  The first person who noticed the strangeness was Merlin. As an alchemist, he had a particularly sensitive sense of anomalies. He raised his head and looked at the containment cube at a high place. Before thinking about it, the liquid began to boil.

   "Containment is out of control!"

Merlin roared subconsciously, and then the well-trained security personnel acted. Electric current passed into the containment block, and a violent reaction occurred in the entire container. Countless tiny bubbles appeared in the liquid and rose, like boiling water. generally.

  The influx of electric current seemed to be effective, the slightly shaking figure in the container stopped, all the muzzles were pointed at it, and there was a crisp sound in the strange calm, as if the metal was broken by a huge force.

   "Restrictor..."

   Arthur murmured to himself, as a ranger, he obeyed the instinct acquired on the battlefield at this moment. He grabbed Merlin and rushed to the containment room while not forgetting to lower the alarm bell.

So when the alarm sounded, the containment block exploded directly in the air, and at the same time the entire No. 4 living monster centralized containment room began to be sealed off, and the remaining containment blocks containing the monsters began to break away...below it was a deep line. The deep transportation channel leads to the combustion chamber.

The heavy gate fell, and then the roar of gunfire came from its interior, and the heavy firepower sent out with full force. The continuous suppression of firepower pulled out a continuous fire curtain in mid-air, as if an earthquake had occurred, and the entire ground fired with it. Shaking slightly.

   Arthur and Merlin were standing outside the containment room. The two men were panting. They didn't seem to react. The crisis came so quickly.

But suddenly the gunfire disappeared. The internal gunfire disappeared. The two did not speak, but looked at the sealed gate together. In the silence, there was a thunderous sound again, and a huge bulge was revealed on the gate. It seemed that a beast was trying to get out of the cage.

  ...

Master Lawrence slowly opened his eyes, seeming to have some headaches. After rubbing his temples vigorously, he looked out the window. The crowd was bustling with a lively appearance, and the carriage he was riding in was slowly advancing on this crowded street. .

   "I found the location of the pump of perpetual motion, but it was a bit unexpectedly deep."

  He looked at the position below the horizon with a terrifying smile.

   "Then the next step is to attack the pump of perpetual motion? This is equivalent to a formal declaration of war on the cleansing mechanism."

   asked the person opposite, he felt that Master Lawrence should not be such a rash person.

   "No, just a friendly greeting, plus experiment with this new power."

He said, leaning on the back of the chair, and slowly uncovering his clothes. The old body had disgusting scarlet blood, as if there was no skin, like a deformed tumor, which occupied the heart. The position of, slightly ups and downs, from the hideous surface you can still vaguely distinguish the twisted facial features, like a sleeping baby.

   "The will of the Holy Grail escaped as early as the night of the Holy Grail. The sacred coffin is only the shell, but just such a remains will have such power... The monster is really terrible."

  He gently stroked the baby, the picture was absurd and weird, and even the person opposite could not bear it.

   "Damn, put on the clothes, I'm going to throw up."

  The man yelled, he seemed to repel this thing, or something related to the sacred coffin.

   "I shouldn't have come back. If I hadn't turned around, I would already be in the land of fertility."

  He seemed to regret it.

  "Don’t do this, Epidemiologist, you have to admit that the cooperation between the two of us is excellent, my execution ability, your exquisite transplant operation, how to say that sentence... a match made in heaven."

  Master Lawrence closed his clothes and smiled.

  The epidemic doctor glanced at him uncomfortably. He tried to sit back, but the **** carriage was only this big.

  (End of this chapter)