Ember Gun

  Chapter 152 Idealist

"here is……"

Lorenzo looked at this clear and cold world with some doubts. He was still in the dark underground just now, but now he appeared here, and there was a naked man in front of him, he was constantly shaking. , As if suffering great pain.

   "It's so cold... why? Why don't you take me away?"

  Horner crossed his hands and hugged his chest firmly.

  Many things are beyond his imagination. He is always so irrelevant, even hard to remember.

  He walked slowly towards Lorenzo, staggering.

   "As long as... as long as I kill you, I can leave..."

   Horner muttered to himself.

  Lorenzo clenched the nail sword vigilantly, and he seemed to guess where it was.

  The weird [Gap], here is full of the familiar feeling, although I haven't seen the bench and the falling moon many times, Lorenzo can still be sure of this.

  This is not his [Gap], but the [Gap] of the man in front of him, the [Gap] of the demon.

   "In other words...does monsters have such weird things? Or do they have other conditions."

  Lorenzo looked around for a while, and he was quite sure about the professional qualities of a detective.

Without waiting for Lorenzo to make any other inferences, Horner rushed over, the nail sword exuding cold light, and it was cut down fiercely.

  At this moment, Horner is no longer the twisted piece of flesh. In this spiritual world, he is the original essence, the human form.

  Blood is overflowing, and the snow is red.

  Horner looked at the metal that had fallen into his chest a little sluggishly. He was a little panicked at first, and a lot of blood was flowing on his body. He cried and screamed, but immediately followed by doubt.

  It was a pain to the bone, but he did not die.

  He then let out a crazy laugh.

   "This...this is hell!"

   He shed tears as he spoke, like a lunatic.

   Endless cold and hunger, he will not even die, Horner is trapped here forever, unable to leave.

   But suddenly, as if grasping some last hope, he raised his head and looked at Lorenzo, the madman’s eyes trembled slightly.

   "You can come in, and there will be a way to leave, right?"

"what are you saying?"

  Lorenzo didn't understand him, and he didn't know much about the ghost of [Gap].

   "I need to rely on my own strength... my own strength."

Master Lawrence’s words were whispering in his ears, the small voice was like an insect awakening and pushing the dirt away, the almost imperceptible voice, but soon the voice intensified, from a low muttering to a chaotic scream, a poor will Under this baptism, he fell completely into madness.

   Horner looked at Lorenzo with a distorted face, and then slaughtered him like crazy, he had completely lost his mind.

  Lorenzo instinctively waved the nail sword, although it could leave wounds one after another on his body, it was not enough to kill him. This is his world, the spiritual world.

  How can metal kill the will of nothingness? What's more, Lorenzo, who is here, is also a little unsure whether the weapon he is holding in his hand is a weapon made of metal, or is it his own poor conjecture?

  The whole world seemed to feel Horner's madness. There was a violent wind, and the cold convolution baptized Lorenzo, bringing extreme frost.

  They are sad for Horner, but also furious because of Horner.

  "The will can be destroyed by a better will...or replaced."

  The ghostly voice sounded. I don't know when a gap in the fractured space appeared behind Lorenzo, Watson smiled and greeted him.

  She slowly raised her hand, and power gushed from the cold [gap]. At that moment, Lorenzo seemed to see everything clearly, the trajectory of all the power surges.

  From one [interval] to another [interval], shuttle through it, with violent power.

  At that moment, Lorenzo saw a lot. Broken memories cut into his body like a sharp knife. Fragments of Horner’s life kept flashing back in his mind, the memories were chaotic, as if to tear the fragile brain.

  From his beginning, until his death.

  It was all about Horner. It turned out that he was also a survivor, who was adopted by others but suffered discrimination, and lived a mediocre life until the scarlet figure appeared in his life.

   "Lawrence!"

  Lorenzo roared.

   Then everything collapsed.

  The new will replaced this place and issued the order of death, so the entire world of ice and snow began to crack and damage.

In Arthur's unbelievable gaze, the sharp spikes ripped apart the twisted flesh and blood. The demon hunter was stained with scarlet and hot blood, crawling out of the terrifying corpse bit by bit, like hell. Returnee.

  The low-temperature air-conditioning completely solidified the blood on the solid armor, like some kind of bright red flower blooming on the sculptural armor, with an extremely abominable appearance.

  It seemed that he couldn't believe it. Lorenzo lowered his head and looked at the completely dead monster behind him. He didn't break his heart or cut off his head. But now it's dead, completely dead.

  The dust-covered secret was finally revealed, and Lorenzo wiped off a corner of it.

  There is no time to fear and endure the pain, and the brain goes blank for a moment.

  This is something beyond Lorenzo's cognition. It breaks the law of the hunting sect for hundreds of years. Even if the key organ is not destroyed, the demon will die so feeblely.

  The abnormal sensation gushes out immediately, and it is extremely painful.

Leaning on the nearly shattered spiked sword, Lorenzo gasped with big mouths. The fatigue of his body has never been before, extending from the flesh and blood to the mind, as if something rudely tore his thoughts. Put it together again.

   "Luo...Lorenzo."

   Arthur stood not far from Lorenzo. He looked at the demon hunter, his armor gradually withered, revealing half of his terrifying cheeks.

  'S expressions were twisted together, it was never before, as if there was an alienated monster under this armor.

  ……

   "Horner is dead... He was disconnected from me."

  Master Lawrence looked at the scenery outside the window and said suddenly.

   "Dead? Did you know through that weird [Gap]?"

  The epidemic doctor asked curiously.

  Master Lawrence nodded slightly.

"[Gap] is essentially our spiritual...world? You can barely say that, but humans’ [Gap] can only accommodate themselves, and they themselves cannot break the solid barrier, but the [Gap] of demons is It can be expanded, it can connect more people... through it to reach the spiritual level of communication and... erosion."

  He said and smiled, his smile full of chills.

   "It's like bubbles of different sizes, the larger ones eat the smaller ones."

  The epidemic doctor trembled.

  "Have you done anything to Horner's [Gap]?"

"No, I just left my erosion... beacon, to be precise, this distorted power is engraved in his [Gap], like a dark sea, I know the coordinates of his island, And build a bridge with it so that I can reach his [Gap] through [Gap]."

Master Lawrence explained to his allies that the reason Horner was able to lose control in the low temperature was that Master Lawrence had eroded it beforehand. The inferior secret blood was the best beacon, so he shuttled through [the gap] Come.

   "The church has concealed too many things, and I discovered all this only after taking the "Revelation". In essence, the heart-pull network of the stagnant temple is also this kind of thing..."

  He looked a little confused.

"A very large [interval] connects the rest of the demon hunters by'eroding', and all the demon hunters are marked by it, so independent demon hunters can use this to connect, in this huge heart hub Contact within the network, and the church in turn can determine its location."

  Master Lawrence talked and laughed, his voice frightening.

   "Just like I can control Horner through inferior secret blood, the church's beacon for the demon hunters is also very interesting."

   "Secret blood?"

  The epidemic doctor asked, as an expert specializing in the life of monsters, he guessed it in an instant.

  "The inferior secret blood is produced by me from my own blood and the blood of the Holy Grail, so the secret blood that can make all the demon hunters establish beacons and communicate with them...Do you know what this means?"

  Master Lawrence talked about the frightening secret.

  The Epidemic Doctor looked at him with some vigilance, the pupils under the mask slightly dilated, and he said slowly.

  "The blood of the Demon Hunter...is the same source?"

That weird [interval] can use its own erosion as a link, and use this to connect with other eroded [intervals], then if you want to contact the demon hunters, the beacon they build must be with the [interval] of the stagnant temple Same origin, just as Master Lawrence can contact Horner by himself.

  The secret blood can continue to emit erosion to deepen the "beacon", while ordinary erosion pollution will fade over time, making the beacon disappear.

   "In other words, the secret blood of your demon hunting sect and all the past generations of demon hunters originated from a demon? And that demon’s [Gap] has continued to the present?"

  Heavy breathing came from under the mask. I wonder if it is the fear of the truth or the excitement of discovering a new world.

   "No, you can't do this. Even if there is such a monster, you can't subdue it... This is not the power of the demon hunter."

  The epidemic doctor suddenly began to refute his ideas, just like a madman, talking to himself.

   "Accurately speaking, it does not belong to the power of Shangda Bong Demon Hunter."

  Master Lawrence looked at the epidemic doctor with a bit of depth.

  The beaked mask stared at Master Lawrence, and the body under the clothes began to twist and deform. Master Lawrence was very calm. He knew that this was a manifestation of the epidemic doctor's emotional excitement. Under such circumstances, he always could not contain himself.

   "In other words...is another power of the Demon Hunter?"

  His voice was a bit of a frantic laugh, and he continued talking without waiting for Master Lawrence to be sure of him.

   "Yeah, how can you contain the Holy Grail so easily? How can your illusory will allow you to easily touch it?"

   "Sure enough, my research is correct!"

  With the emotional excitement, countless bulges rise under the clothes, as if the human form that is difficult to maintain in the next second will completely collapse.

   "Quiet, the epidemic doctor."

  Master Lawrence suddenly interrupted his madness, he put his finger in front of his mouth, as if warning him not to wake up some sleeping monster.

   "The will of the Holy Grail escaped as early as the night of the Holy Grail, and the sacred coffin is only the dying flesh and blood, but even the dying flesh and blood will have such great power..."

  He gently stroked his chest, under which was the twisted flesh and blood of hatred.

  The epidemic doctor seemed to have calmed down, and he looked very happy.

   "I'm starting to like you, Master Lawrence, we really are the same kind."

  Looking at Master Lawrence, he continued.

   "Then let's hurry up and implant the remaining flesh and blood into your body... To be honest, I think you will not be able to survive the operation, after all, that is the flesh and blood of the Holy Grail."

  For a crazy scholar, truth is the perfect temptation.

  Master Lawrence shook his head.

   "It's not time yet, I need time to get used to it."

  Like taking everything in your hands, Master Lawrence always gives people a sense of calmness. No matter how bad and dangerous the situation is, he can easily solve it.

  For some reason, Horner’s appearance suddenly flashed back in his mind. I have to say that this mediocre child really left a deep impression on the Master Lawrence.

  But his goal has been achieved, and Horner's life or death doesn't matter.

  Master Lawrence has successfully used Horner to determine the location of the perpetual pump, not to mention that he has implanted a new "beacon" in it.

Ovis...or Lancelot, he received a huge erosion on the night of the battle with Master Lawrence, and the erosion still remains, providing the [gap] shuttle for Master Lawrence to provide the arrival Beacon.

   "Ah... it's really exciting."

  The epidemic doctor seems to be immersed in his own happiness.

   "Master Lawrence, I hope you can live for a while and don't die so easily. There are not many experimental subjects like you that I do research casually."

   "Don't worry about this, I know very well when I will die. It is not yet time."

  The epidemic doctor was stunned, and then smiled happily.

   "Yes, we won't die until we reach our goal... How do you say that."

  The epidemic doctor suddenly became serious, and this sentence was like his creed.

  "Idealists are incorrigible. If he is thrown out of heaven, then he will create an ideal hell."

  Master Lawrence listened quietly, his eyes seemed to be reminiscing.

  They are all hopeless idealists, fearless for their ideal country.

   "Remember when you asked me why I am not afraid of death?"

  Master Lawrence asked suddenly.

It is extremely dangerous to implant the flesh and blood of the Holy Grail. It is even said that when the epidemic doctor implants the flesh and blood into the body of Master Lawrence, he will be corroded by that terrible force into a demon, but he survived, it is simply Medical miracles.

  "Epidemic doctor, my power is Shangda Pay, and I can predict the future Shangda Pay."

  He said deeply.

   "I can see a short future, very short, but even this can make me invincible."

  The Epidemic Doctor listened quietly. He looked at Master Lawrence, and his old face showed a kind smile, which was a smile from the heart.

   "Probably... decades ago? Or a hundred years ago... I have lived too long, so long as my memory is not believable... The secret blood has completely turned me into a monster."

  He tells of his past.

   "At that time, I did not have my own name, just a short code name. At that time, it was the Holy Evangelical Papal kingdom that was dominating the Western world. The Glorious War seemed to have just begun..."

  It’s really a long time past. Even the memories have become obsolete after a long time, and everything has become so blurred, like paper soaked in water, the text is smudged and unrecognizable.

   "It was an accident that changed my life. My power was stimulated to the maximum... I saw the future, a very distant future."

  Master Lawrence looked at the epidemic doctor with the same gaze as under the mask, a fanatical gaze.

"What do you see?"

  The epidemic doctor seemed very curious.

  "The future, the distant future, the future of the Demon Hunter, the future of the Gospel Church, the future of the world... even my own future."

   As if realizing something, the epidemic doctor asked softly.

   "Have you foreseen your own death?"

  Master Lawrence nodded lightly. Such a heavy matter seemed to be worth mentioning, he continued.

"Yeah, my own death... Since then I have become fearless, because I know exactly when my death date is. As long as that day does not come, I will not die, no matter what I face. danger."

  "Does it give you the courage to plant the Holy Grail?"

  As long as that day does not come, Master Lawrence will not die, but when that day comes, no matter what efforts he makes, he will not be able to reverse the period of death.

  This is really a very strange feeling.

  He replied.

"probably."

   Sudden silence shrouded the conversation. The two people were weirdly silent. Sometimes they looked at each other, but they left quickly. Only the carriage continued to move forward. This lasted for a long time until the epidemic doctor asked again.

   "How did you die?"

  Perhaps he realized that his question was a bit bad, and the epidemic doctor quickly sorted out his words and asked again.

   "Did you... die for your ideals?"

  Master Lawrence was a little surprised. He didn't seem to expect that he would ask that way. After thinking about it, he wanted to answer.

"Yes."

  The epidemic doctor suddenly grasped Master Lawrence's hand, and his body under his clothes twitched, and he looked extremely happy.

   "I really envy you, Lawrence!"

  This enthusiasm caused Master Lawrence to be taken aback, and the epidemic doctor in front of him was extremely excited.

  He said excitedly.

   "It's great to die for my ideals!"

The carriage came to a halt slowly, and outside the window was Old Dunling’s Central Railway Station. A train heading to the port of Rendona was waiting for them. Master Lawrence looked at the epidemic doctor in front of him in a dazed manner, his eyes seeming to penetrate. The mask of the beak, to observe the flesh and blood under it.

  I don’t know how long it took, and Master Lawrence smiled.

   "Yeah, that's great."

  (End of this chapter)