Ember Gun

  Chapter 28 Normality

  It's like there are countless mosquitoes whispering in your ears. The harsh and anxious voice consumes Eve's calm, and the negative emotions of anxiety, panic, and panic are trying to swallow her sanity.

  Eve wanted to scream, but she was pulled by Lorenzo. This neurotic scum had an unspeakable sense of reliability at the moment. He held Eve in his hand, maintaining the last reason.

The two of them ran desperately in this dark secret road, but as if there was no end, they could never see the end of the road. Behind them, although the red tide of death had disappeared, the one who kept echoing in the darkness warned. Two of them, it is still in hot pursuit.

   "Don't be afraid, that thing can't catch up with us!"

  As if to comfort the girl, Lorenzo said suddenly.

  "A group of human body combinations. Although the thing is beyond common sense, it still follows the laws of reality to a certain extent.

   As he said, he picked up Eve, and Eve was completely scared and stupid at the moment, just like a doll, being played around by him at will.

  It was a road higher than a normal person. It was extremely secretive in the darkness, but in the crisis, the senses became more acute. Lorenzo threw Eve up without even thinking about it, and then he turned it in.

This is the secret passage of the underground palace. With Sabo’s vigilance, it must be well connected here. Maybe any road leads to a hidden exit. If there is no time for the weird monster Lorenzo to try one by one, but now he can only use this All bet on luck.

  I really hope that Goddess of Luck will still take care of herself.

  Fear and death are closely followed by the two. Eve does not understand why this detective can remain calm in this situation. Why does he not feel fear?

   Far beyond the calmness and perseverance of ordinary people, thinking about throwing away this person's bad character, he is simply an invincible genius, no matter the cunning strategy and swordsmanship are the existence of crushing ordinary people.

  Eve just wanted to ask, but she felt it. Lorenzo shook her hand tightly, but Eve clearly felt it even though it was faint.

  He was also scared, this **** detective was scared, but Eve knew very well that he was different from himself, he was forcing himself to calm down, and only then could they get out alive.

  As for death? Lorenzo didn't care about that kind of thing, he was the kind of death knocking on the door, and he dared to draw out Winchester's lunatic who shot the door.

Lorenzo wants to live, he must live, he has come to Old Dunling, and the good new life is already in his hands. He can feed the pigeons in the square with a cigarette in his mouth, or ride a steam tram around The city of the whole machine.

  No one can take his life away, even if it is the monster who digs the grave in his own memory.

  “Don’t worry, it’s normal to be afraid. That kind of stuff will oppress your spirit and force you to have negative emotions. Once you lose, you will become a puppet of fear!”

  Lorenzo explained to Eve as if he had faced something like that before.

  Enjoying the taste of tobacco vigorously. In the dark, Eve could only see the fire of the cigarette **** and smell the smoke lingering on the tip of his nose.

  Eve can't see Lorenzo's face, but can feel another strange emotion rising.

  "We must leave quickly. If we can, we need to notify the Suyalan Hall that came to the rescue. Ordinary people are just dying in the face of such things."

  The voice is very flat, but under that flat is anger and self-blame.

This is Lorenzo’s fault. When he saw Wall’s abnormal body, he should have realized that the problem was right. Wall didn’t know why he had begun to change in the direction of the demon at that time. It's just that he killed him in time, and he hasn't completely changed.

  Presumably at that time Wall begged himself to kill him for this, he already realized his difference, he didn't want to be a member of that monster.

  I should always be alert. It was the old life that made me lose my vigilance. The strange changes in flesh and blood were so obvious, but I didn't think about it in this direction.

   "That...what the **** is it."

  Eve calmed her breathing, she tried to calm herself down, and then clenched her weapon and asked the figure in the darkness.

  The question seemed to evoke his bad memories, and the voice answered with difficulty.

   "Demon."

  ...

   "God said there should be light, so there is light."

  This is the first sentence from the beginning of the "Gospel". Believers usually use this to understand the power and sacredness of God, but what is not recorded in the "Gospel" is that when there is light, there must be darkness.

  Some philosophers understand it this way, just like the opposition of everything in the world, only with cold can people understand what warmth is, kindness is precious in the face of sin, and only death can show the beauty of life.

  God seems to be testing mortals, bringing light and at the same time the darkest and deepest abyss rises in its shadow, where monsters called demons are bred.

The term monster originally came from the "Book of Isaiah" of the Gospel Church to describe those "enemies" who are enemies of God. They are different from mortals who are bathed in the glory of God. They crawl out of the shadow of God. Luring mortals into the abyss of depravity, accompanied by sin and violence, they were abandoned by heaven and lived in hell.

Eve was in a daze. Of course, she knew the meaning of this term. At first, the old Dunling was founded by the Romans. They not only brought the glory here, but also brought faith, although the influence of the Gospel Church on the countries has been minimized. , But it still has a large number of believers, and Eve’s long-deceased mother is one of them.

  She told Eve when her mother was still alive, and even gave her a Christian name, so Eve knows these things that are close to theology very well, but she also feels terrified because of her understanding.

"How can this be…"

  The cognition of the whole world was subverted at this moment, Eve's hard-working and steady heart beat violently again, in this deep tunnel, as clear as a bell ringing.

Eve has always sneered at the so-called belief in mythology. She felt that it was just something that the authorities had ridiculed in order to stabilize their rule and plunder their interests, but what was originally a myth actually existed in front of her own eyes, just like Lorenzo. As said, it is by no means a so-called illusion, but a real thing.

"There is nothing impossible. We must escape as soon as possible. Although I don't know how the demon would appear here, there are at least hundreds of people in this underground palace. They are the kind of people who are incapacitated by hallucinogens. Those people belong to it. Food, it will only become larger and more terrifying."

  Lorenzo's voice came from the darkness ahead.

   "...how do you know this, Lorenzo!"

Eve's pace stopped closely, and the whispers in her ears continued to intensify, as if there was a weird monk in her ears. The effect of hallucinogens and the shock of spirits from demons made the girl's condition very bad. She couldn't believe anyone.

  The muzzle pointed at the figure in the dark. It was Eve's own gun, filled with bullets.

  "Don't give in to Eve, you are already affected by it."

  Lorenzo's voice was still calm, not caring that Eve was pointing the gun at him.

  The cold sweat slid across the girl's cheeks, her breathing gradually became heavier, all kinds of thoughts rolled in her mind, and Lorenzo's doubts in front of her became bigger and bigger under the catalysis of this negative emotion.

  Why does this detective know so much? Why does he choose to be with him? Is it really for the rescue plan? Of course, these doubts are not deadly enough, the most deadly is Lorenzo himself.

  A detective who is proficient in combat skills and secret knowledge, the existence of Lorenzo himself is the biggest doubt.

"Don't be afraid of Eve, I can understand you. The first time I faced a monster, I was just like you... I almost killed my friends. They are just like this. They will directly destroy a person’s mind. We must guard against demons and teammates who are in madness."

Lorenzo comforted in the dark, but his hand was already clenched with the sword. This is a dark tunnel with low visibility. Lorenzo and Eve are also very close. As long as the sword is fast enough, Lorenzo Confident to kill this girl before Eve shoots.

There is no so-called inner entanglement at all. From the first time Lorenzo swung his sword at a demon a long time ago, he knew one thing. There is a price to fight against that kind of weirdness. It can be a person’s kindness or It can be the **** of one's own principles, or the warm blood is cold.

   "Eve, calm down and don't let your ancestors down."

His voice became severe, and Lorenzo was like an old-fashioned teacher admonishing his incompetent student, but even so, the sword had been raised above his head in the dark, and with Lorenzo’s arm, he could Cut Eve into two in an instant.

  The chaotic mood entangled Eve, and the hand holding the gun was shaking. The two faced each other in the dark for nearly a minute. In this long silence, Eve finally put down the gun in his hand.

   "I...what's wrong with me..."

  Eve knelt down weakly, her eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, her beautiful face became pale, her youth and vitality were no longer before, she looked like a sick woman.

"A monster is a very weird thing. They are not even considered as beings. Everything they touch will have that grotesque nature, just like a vessel touched by it. Ordinary people will have nightmares if they touch it. .

  Similarly, once an ordinary person looks at it, hears it, smells its scent, etc., the behavior that can be observed that it exists will be affected. The effect is the ‘crazy’ that arises according to the strength of the contact. "

  Lorenzo put down the deadly sword, raised Eve and put away her gun at the same time, in case the girl did something stupid.

   "Even if you read the text about it, you can't do it. This is not looking at, untouchable, and unintelligible."

  Eve turned his head hard, Lorenzo still looked calm in the weird atmosphere, unaffected at all.

   "Then why are you not... scared?"

  Lorenzo helped Eve go forward and answered her as he walked.

   "There are many factors, like every day with a tiger as a company. The first time you see it you will be scared to death, but if you see it every day, then you will treat it as a fierce big cat."

  There is light shining in the front, which seems to be an exit.

  "So in your opinion, that ghost is just a big cat?"

  Seeing the bright girl in the endless darkness finally eased a lot, and hearing Lorenzo’s description she actually wanted to laugh.

"When fear becomes the norm, then it will only become an ordinary emotion. I said that I used to be a pastor, from the Holy Evangelical Papal Kingdom, and I am very clear that a monster is an unknown thing, the same We need something the same unknown to fight against."

Lorenzo lifted Winchester, his fingers hooked on the guard ring and shook it forcefully. The shotgun twirled gracefully and was loaded during the rotation. The cigarette was exhausted, and Lorenzo stepped on it with fire and ashes. Extinct.

   "The unknown that protects us was called God and Faith hundreds of years ago, and now its name is Machine and Energy."

  Lorenzo took off the mask in one fell swoop. It felt very uncomfortable to wear this thing, and the girl who was out of the mouth could see Lorenzo clearly.

  I always thought that Lorenzo was also in fear, but the detective's psychological quality could force him to calm down, but the real situation was that his face was full of anger, which is what a person who should be afraid should look like.

  The hand holding the gun was shaking uncontrollably. This was not fear, it was just that Lorenzo was too excited.

  He knew exactly why he was doing this. Just like the hunter who sealed up the shotgun, all the trees were burned to charcoal, and the hunting forest disappeared in the long river of history. The so-called hunter was thus far abandoned by the new era.

   But suddenly one day, as you live in a daze, you find that the dark forest still exists, filled with the weirdness that should be burned to death.

  You pick up the dusty shotgun and welcome your new life.

  (End of this chapter)