Ember Gun

  Chapter 171 Deathmatch

   "Plan? Wait! What plan!"

  Kestrel got up immediately, isn't it in a meeting? Didn’t the plan say at the meeting? How did this start!

  But Lorenzo didn't have a chance to explain more, he threw the jackknife straight away, and the slightly heavy feeling was not bad.

   "It's okay, you won't know much anyway to keep it secret, just notify Arthur directly."

   "Then what are you doing?"

  Kestrel looked at Lorenzo's murderous look, and couldn't help but step back a few steps.

   "Do what I should do."

  He replied, secret blood surged.

  Power beyond ordinary people was given to this body, secret blood flowed restlessly in the blood vessels, constantly proliferating, rewriting the human body into the power of a demon.

   Then the gray-blue pupils trembled slightly, and a blazing flame rose from the deep bottom.

  Master Lawrence’s goal is Seleuc. Although it is not clear what the value of this hapless child is, if he invades, it must be her.

  Just wait and wait for the rabbits, of course, the premise is not to be succeeded by Master Lawrence.

  Lorenzo ran directly, and under the explosive power, his rapid footsteps came from the tunnel, as if some monster was moving forward.

  In fact, this was beyond Lorenzo's expectation. He didn't expect that Master Lawrence would come so soon, and another accident was that Master Lawrence could erode here.

  According to Medanzo's explanation, the shuttle of [Gap] needs to be corroded as a beacon, so at this moment there is something in this mechanical courtyard or someone is exuding the erosion of Master Lawrence.

  This person used as a springboard has long existed, but it is only now revealed.

   Really deserves to be an old monster who has not known how long he has lived. Presumably Master Lawrence has already made a plan.

  Whether it is Lorenzo or the elimination of institutions...even the evangelical church is in the script of Master Lawrence, advancing according to his ideas and making the story develop.

  The rapid alarm sounded and echoed in the steel fortress. The large elevator shaft connected to the pump of perpetual motion was completely sealed, and then countless gates fell, sealing the entire fortress and completely isolating it from the outside world.

This is a countermeasure negotiated by Lorenzo and Arthur. Master Lawrence can use [Gap] as a springboard, then he can spread like a virus in the crowd, and is now completely isolated from the outside world, even if he cannot be caught. He must also be removed from all the beacons inserted in the cleaning agency.

  It can be said that Master Lawrence has been trapped in this fortress now, and he is attached to some unlucky ghost.

  Dense scale armor was formed on the surface of the body, and the dark and solid armor was heavily superimposed on Lorenzo's body, and finally swallowed him completely like the darkness of the envelope, so pale fireworks surged from the gaps in the armor.

  Crossed the last corner, only one step away from the room where Seleu was.

  Perhaps hearing the heavy footsteps, Seleu was standing at the door, looking aside curiously, and then she saw the dark armor lift up the blade.

   "Head down!"

   he shouted.

   Seleuc followed almost instinctively, and then a violent wind swept across, the metal cut open the air, and the mixed scream was deafening.

  She didn't even know what was going on, she slowly raised her head and looked to the other side until all the lightning and thunder had passed.

  I don’t know when a soldier has approached the door, but at the last moment he was blocked by Lorenzo.

The black knight blocked each other like a city wall. Without the blessing of the secret blood, the body of the ordinary soldier could not compete with Lorenzo. He decisively raised the muzzle and fired at Lorenzo. The galloping bullet hit the pitch black. Splashing sparks on the armor.

  The folding knife slashed down with the howling wind. Although the body was not strong enough, the soldiers barely avoided the first round of close attacks, but the second knife came sooner.

  In almost an instant, the sturdy folding knife directly cut off the rifle in the soldier's hand. Because of the violent impact, the soldier could not hold the weapon and his arms were directly shaken open.

  Lorenzo directly strangled his neck and lifted it slowly.

   "Master Lawrence?"

  There was a dull voice from under the visor, with a sullen smile.

   "Good study."

  After a short silence, the soldier’s voice was distorted, but it was vaguely distinguishable.

  After knowing the purpose of Master Lawrence, he can easily determine where he is going.

  The body attached now is just an ordinary person, Master Lawrence can't do anything, but with a weird laugh, the soldier's power from nowhere put his hand on Lorenzo's arm.

   "Then have you learned this?"

  The next moment there was a sharp pain in my mind. This was so familiar, just like Lorenzo had encountered before, and as expected, it was Master Lawrence who was doing the trick.

  But there was a smile in Lorenzo's hideous pain.

   "Just to my liking, Master Lawrence."

  The Demon Hunter said so, and instead of resisting the pain, he greeted it.

The tunnel began to collapse, all the sounds were stretched and distorted, common sense was defeated, and the laws of physics were rewritten. The scenery in the field of vision was like a shattered Wanhua mirror, and countless broken mirrors reflected the weirdness of the world until the end. A gust of cold wind swept through and swept everything away.

  When the vision is restored again, it is already a completely different scene.

  It was a vast wilderness. It seemed that a battle had just ended here. There were dead bodies everywhere. The flames of war slowly burned in the ashes, and the half-burned hay was blown up by the wind and disappeared.

  The blazing sun has ended, half hidden under the clouds, dyeing half of the sky into bright blood red.

  Lorenzo was a little confused at first, then squeezed the weapon in his hand, he looked at the figure under the setting sun, his shadow was stretched infinitely, almost swallowing the earth.

   "So this is your [gap]?"

  There was a sound from under the dark visor, Lorenzo asked.

  Master Lawrence did not rush to answer. Instead, he admired the landscape that no longer existed. It seemed that he cherished the past and sighed, but then he also clenched the nail sword in his hand, his eyes full of praise.

   "Yes, sure enough, I still don't fully understand the power of [Gap], otherwise I won't be countered by you... How did you do it?"

   "It's just an inspiration, an inspiration for inspiration."

  Lorenzo answered.

  "When you invade, do you mean that I can also use this to find your location, your [Gap]?"

   "Like that fishing line, be careful of being overturned by a big fish."

  There was a mocking laugh from under the dark armor.

   Slowly raised the folding knife, and the woman's face was reflected on the smooth blade. Watson looked at Lorenzo with a smile. She kept doing this and was silent.

  Like a curse walking beside her, the pain in the wound, she always reminded Lorenzo.

   "So this is the battlefield I want."

  Lorenzo muttered to himself.

  No one, no soldiers, no Arthur, no Seleuc, only him and Master Lawrence, no one involved, no worries, only their one-on-one death fight.

   "Come on, teacher, let you see how I have been studying recently."

  He said with some ease, watching the old man walking slowly, his back turned to the setting sun, as if he was carrying a blood-stained sky.

  (End of this chapter)