Ember Gun

   Chapter 316

Blood and rain are intertwined. Under this hazy rain curtain, the light is distorted into different appearances. The demons are one after another. They are like primitive beasts. All actions are based on wild instinct, completely unaware of Loren. Zuo's strength just kept sending death-like attacks towards him.

The jackknife slashed mechanically. While slashing, Lorenzo was thinking about something. Looking at the rain-drenched faces, Lorenzo stopped using the Demon Hunter for the first time. Those who taught him to think.

  When in the hunting sect, the priests explained everything about demons from a theological point of view, but now they are no longer looking at all from a religious point of view, but from a purely rational point of view, Lorenzo has countless doubts.

  Why are demons so thirsty for blood?

The priest said that this is the enemy of God, the evil spirits crawling out of the shadow of God, but such evil spirits are only killing humans. They will not destroy other animals. This is too abnormal. They kill humans. It only stems from primitive desire, and even in terms of the "phototaxis" proposed by Shermans, human beings are the light in the eyes of demons, and they must get the light by any means.

Amid the whimpering roar, severed limbs and bright red internal organs were scattered all over the place. Under Lorenzo's superb sword skills, these ordinary monsters were easily cut into countless pieces, and the blood rolled into the sewer with the rain. Among them, it seems that the scavengers have work to do again.

   "Moriarty... Moriarty of the Protestant Order..."

  Lorenzo whispered the name. Moriarty gave Lorenzo a different feeling. Lorenzo could hardly describe that feeling, or that Lorenzo could not see through this person.

At first Lorenzo didn't realize that there was such a dangerous guy around him, until Moriarty himself revealed his identity. Lorenzo thought he was a very vigilant person, but this time he didn't notice anything, it seems that The **** smiling face was still in front of his eyes, but the face turned crazy in the next moment.

   "Lorenzo..."

  The sound of calling came from the wind and rain, Lorenzo's movements stagnated, and he clenched the pocket knife again.

  All the demons were cut off by him, the corpses piled up on the ground, and the rainwater under his feet was dyed dark red. They mixed together and flowed through Lorenzo's feet.

  But at the end of the rain curtain, there were vague figures calling Lorenzo's name. They stepped on the stagnant water and walked over until Lorenzo could see them clearly.

   "It's...you..."

  It was a nostalgic attire, but now the sacred robe was wet by the rain, looking embarrassed.

It was the demon hunters. They came from behind the rain curtain, staggering. The closer to Lorenzo, the more obvious the abnormality. At the same time, the calling voice became stronger and countless voices gathered together and hit hard. Lorenzo's eardrums.

   "You are already dead."

  Lorenzo did not show the slightest pain on his face, but with endless doubts.

They were dead. Lorenzo killed them by himself. On the ship sailing away from the emerald, he dealt with the last out of control of the demon hunters, completely incapacitated them, tied their bodies to iron anchors, and threw them into the dead. In the deep sea, I hope they can sleep forever.

But now they are back, as if returning from the depths of the sea under a rain curtain. As they approached, countless wounds burst out on the undamaged body in an instant, and thick blood slowly flowed out of it. , Dyed the teaching robe red, dyed the rain red, and turned the water under my feet dark red, and this dark red continued to spread.

As if something bad was about to happen, the restless voices began to fade. They seemed to have life, and they fled quickly. In a flash, the sound of wind, rain, thunder, and all the sounds disappeared, endlessly. In the silence, only Lorenzo's breathing and heartbeat became more and more heavy.

   "Is it a nightmare fantasy?"

  Lorenzo saw through these hallucinations at a glance.

  They are dead, and the dead will not appear here, but he immediately realized his mistake.

This is not a so-called nightmare. The nightmare will evoke the nightmare of the captured, but these things are not Lorenzo’s nightmare, and Moriarty is from the Protestant Order. He cannot be as weird as Lawrence. To control the demon...this is his power, or the power of a demon hunter hiding behind the rain.

  Power Raphael.

Lorenzo has come into contact with this power. This is the only illusion power in the Demon Hunter faction. In fact, it is not accurate to call it "illusion". It seems to be more spiritually misleading. It cannot modify you. The will, but it can change what you see, just like a weird illusion.

   "So this is the so-called'fraud'?"

  Lorenzo looked at the people who had already died indifferently, the next moment the hideous demons broke out.

This is Moriarty’s fraud. Lorenzo did not understand his intentions and was clearly enemies of each other, but he had to remind himself deliberately, and from his attitude, Lorenzo could not feel the so-called goodwill. , More like the mercy of the superior.

Yes, Moriarty thinks he is the superior, and Lorenzo is the beast in the cage. He is aloof, playing with Lorenzo's mind at will, and even said that he thought he told Lorenzo the answer, Lorenzo Also unable to get out.

  But when was he caught by Moriarty’s power?

Power Raphael needs to meet the eyes of the demon hunter to start. Lorenzo also learned about these from the mouth of 016. Her power is Raphael, and that blurred illusion can not only make people step into Crazy can also make people calm.

Confrontation is the beginning of power. It is also at that moment that the demon hunter can share hallucinations with him, see the hallucinations seen by the enemy, and modify everything, but this is also extremely dangerous to himself, because the enemy is in the hallucination at the same time, The Demon Hunter also fell with them.

  Therefore, the demon hunters of the Raphael faction need something to determine the false and the truth, just like the "Venus".

  So when did you meet Moriarty?

Lorenzo quickly recalled all this. When the Demon Hunter activated his power, the blazing light in his eyes would never escape his attention, but Lorenzo couldn’t recall it. He didn’t even know where he was. When captured by Moriarty.

  As the last demon fell, this encounter finally ushered in a rest.

Lorenzo was holding a jackknife and stood upright in the rain. He is already familiar with these things. It is estimated that in the near future, the people who cleans up the organs will come here with the instructions of the Geiger indexer to deal with this place. The mess.

  He walked forward, but stopped again. For a moment, it seemed that all his muscles were frozen and unable to move for half a minute. Lorenzo turned his head slowly, and he saw the hell-like scene.

Countless corpses were piled up with the empty iron snake carriage. From the broken window, you could see the twisted and hideous appearance, like a creature mixed with steel and flesh. At this moment, it is dead, so there is darkness. Red blood continuously poured out from the gap.

  Lorenzo almost stopped breathing, and as his eyes moved slowly, on the ground where he had just killed, the fierce corpse of the demon was soaked in the stagnant water, he slowly backed away, and countless emotions poured into his mind.

  There are dead people everywhere, ordinary people and demons. They all died at the hands of Lorenzo.

This is a fraud from Moriarty. The best tricks are always mixed with real things in falsehoods. Lorenzo is a little tranced, and he is also a little uncertain whether all this is true or false. He can only be alone. Standing in the rainstorm, at a loss.

  Power Raphael.

This is a force that makes people crazy. In the Demon Hunting Order, the role of the Raphael Faction Demon Hunters is spying. With this perfect deception, they can easily subvert a strong regime. Under the countless hallucinations, no one can tell whether this is true or false, and when the authority makes a wrong decision, all this will be irreversible.

   "No... I can't feel the erosion..."

Lorenzo forces himself to calm down. If power is affecting him, Lorenzo will definitely feel the disgusting erosion, and this power cannot be modified by Power Raphael, let alone the demon hunter. Demon Hunter, he also has a strong erosion resistance, this cognitive influence on his effect will be greatly reduced.

  The sudden rainstorm stopped slowly, and the covered rain curtain weakened a bit, and then the hellish scenery was completely exposed in the city.

Without waiting for Lorenzo to do anything, sharp screams sounded around. Some pedestrians threw their umbrellas and ran wildly, while others slumped to the ground with fear on their faces.

   "So is that so..."

Lorenzo's eyes were gloomy. He had gone through a lot of moral torture but it was of no use to him. As he said to Arthur at the time, he is the guy who decides the life and death of people on the rails. For the sake of human reason, he is willing to change. Into a monster.

This is Moriarty’s offense. The Protestant group’s goal at the beginning was itself, but it was difficult for them to do so because of their connection with the decontamination agency. The best way to solve these problems is to make the decontamination agency also think. He is threatening.

  But this is not enough. The cleansing agency itself is a crazy violent group. They are willing to take risks in exchange for strength. The current “risks” alone are not enough to make the cleansing agency give up on themselves.

  This is just the beginning, there must be something waiting for me.

Lorenzo directly ignored the horrified eyes of the pedestrians and prepared to leave, but the next second he turned fiercely and threw the jackknife in his hand. Steel with sharp light once again penetrated the wreckage of the iron snake, as if Everything just now was just vain, the corpses in the iron snake disappeared, or they never existed.

  Or to say...at a certain moment when Lorenzo boarded the Iron Serpent, Lorenzo himself was captured by Moriarty's power, and since then he has stepped into an illusion?

  Lorenzo couldn't understand, but suddenly the rain stopped and everything disappeared. The streets were extremely empty, and only Lorenzo was left.

   "It's interesting, isn't it, this ability."

   A disturbing voice sounded, and Moriarty sat on the wreckage of the iron snake, looking at herself with a smile.

  He took off his glasses, his amber pupils were burning.

Lorenzo was silent and vigilant, staring at Moriarty. From a certain perspective, Might Raphael is the power closest to the nature of "eroding", destroying the enemy's mind and dragging it into confusion. In the illusion, even said to drive him completely crazy.

  Yes, from this perspective, except for the inability to alienate people into demons, this ability is so similar to erosion, or in other words, it is a controllable erosion.

  Lorenzo faintly felt that he realized something, but it was as if an invisible barrier prevented him from continuing to think.

   "Presumably this is also an illusion, right?"

   "Of course, after all, I am considered a successful ‘angry’ you right now? I’m just a liar. I’m not good at fighting, let alone facing an angry demon hunter."

   Moriarty knows himself very well.

  "Then you should still be around here. Power Raphael also has a limited distance, just like erosion. The closer you are to the releaser, the more real and strong this illusion will be."

   "It's amazing, can you analyze so much so quickly?"

   "It's just that demons kill more, so guess it."

  To be precise, when the secret blood is stimulated, the demon hunter becomes a demon, an impure demon, a sensible demon, and the release of these powers is bound to cause erosion.

  "Then do you speculate about what will happen next?" Moriarty asked with his chin pressed.

   "This is your power, your illusion." Lorenzo said.

   Moriarty's face showed a little disappointment.

   "Can't you guess?"

The fireworks gradually weakened, Moriarty put on his glasses again, and then the white light disappeared. Lorenzo could feel that the hustle and bustle gradually shattered the tranquility, the illusion was dissipating, but... but he Some do not understand.

   Moriarty still maintains the **** sense of superiority, it seems that all this is just a random game.

  A gun body sounded from behind, only a little spark was splashed, and then the jackknife fiercely chopped off the projectile, and at this moment the sound of the wind sounded again.

   "The most perfect trick is to deceive even oneself."

   Moriarty said this, and then slammed Lorenzo on the back of the neck, but his strength was still too weak and it did not affect Lorenzo at all.

  This is not an illusion, Moriarty actually sat in front of him like this, and canceled his power in front of him.

  Lorenzo has begun to wonder if he is really so arrogant, or is everything already controlled by him? He didn't know, but when he turned around, only his voice remained in his ears, and Moriarty had disappeared.

  "You have lost the first round, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."

The voice said so, and immediately after the heavy rain fell again, Lorenzo stood on the blood-stained street, crawling up his spine with a strange cold, countless broken limbs and debris all over the street, no monsters, nothing. Moriarty, there is only one dead body brutally slaughtered by him.

  (End of this chapter)