Ember Gun

  Chapter 363 Dead End

The huge dark clouds are rolling over the old Dunling, as if the entire sky has become an inverted funnel. All the rain and clouds are drawn into this whirlpool. From time to time, there is thunder light falling in it, which seems to be blazing white. The scorching sun rises in the clouds.

The Reichenbach is like a stray lone whale, walking helplessly through the roaring sea of ​​clouds. After a series of designs by Lorenzo, several explosions have caused the civilian airship to have problems. Its whole body is slightly inclined, but fortunately, the huge airbag has not been damaged, and it rises with the wind like fallen leaves.

Inside the burning ballroom, the endless fire continued. This hot flame continued to burn up along the falling crude oil. The pipes hidden in the ceiling were also ignited. The wooden structure was carbonized and peeled off, exposing the red skeleton. , And the fire is still spreading, it seems there is no end.

  The demon hunters wailed, the raging fire could not kill them who had awakened the secret blood, but the heart-piercing pain still made them intolerable.

  The skin is dry and cracked. It will fall off after being completely scorched, but immediately after the powerful vitality of the secret blood, the new skin is covered with flesh and blood, and so on.

  In this sea of ​​fire, Lorenzo walked forward like an evil spirit. Under the disturbance of the fire and severe pain, the demon hunters could not stop Lorenzo for the first time, and could only let him continue the violence.

  The nail sword fell and lifted, and one figure after another fell into the sea of ​​fire, and there was no more sound.

  This is the slaughterhouse for the Protestant Order. As the demon hunter of the Old Order, Lorenzo is far more crazy than they thought.

But this kind of suppression did not last long. The Secret Blood's taboo power was not enough to be burned out by fire. The dense iron armor broke through the sea of ​​fire, and the Medanzo Demon Hunter raised his spike sword towards Lorenzo. His head split.

Lorenzo was not surprised by this violent attack. In fact, he never thought that his own means could kill all the demon hunters, but he also knew very well that he had to be quick and fast, and he absolutely couldn’t fight with him. These demon hunters fought, and once they were dragged down, the advantages of these "surprise attacks" he had created before would be leveled.

  Lorenzo took a deep breath, the hot air poured into his mouth, causing bursts of pain, and then he avoided the blow by turning sideways.

After a missed blow, the Medanzo Demon Hunter did not continue to pursue it. In this short battle, he had clearly realized the gap between himself and Lorenzo. He could not attack rashly, rather than trying to kill. Lorenzo, what he needs to do more is to hold Lorenzo.

  Boiling fireworks ignited and rose between the two, and the gust of wind blowing up from somewhere, blowing and floating countless sparks, like stars scattered in the sky.

I was in a daze as if all this was really being in hell, fighting with these returning dead. Against the backdrop of the fire, the Medanzo Demon Hunter and Lorenzo were the same hideously, and neither side had a way to retreat. .

  The nail sword hangs slightly. This is a familiar sword. Both sides made the same action, and then the dragged sword blade curled up in flames.

This is a battlefield that is difficult for mortals to step into. The sword light quickly turns into a distorted white light. Starlight burst out of thin air.

  The last two-sword contact, Lorenzo and Medanzo Demon Hunter both put away their swords at this moment and retreated, but this was not a retreat, but for the next more fierce attack.

  Set up the nail sword full of gaps, without any hesitation, stab at the enemy in front of him.

   Both sharp spikes hit the two sides of the battle, but similarly, they were also blocked by dense iron armor.

  The group of snakes entangled on Lorenzo's body. They closed their scarlet eyes and solidified into hard iron to protect Lorenzo. The same thing happened to the Medanzo Demon Hunter.

It seemed that the two of them would stay in a stalemate like this, but at this moment the variables appeared. Lorenzo did not accumulate strength to prepare for the next blow. Instead, he stepped forward and shortened the relationship between himself and the Medanzo Demon Hunter. In the distance, the nail sword slashed again, and after it was useless, it was grabbed by the backhand, and the hilt of the sword slammed **** the solid visor at the next moment.

   "Insidious and cunning!"

  Lorenzo was very excited. This blow could not hurt the Medanzo Demon Hunter, but the strong armor could not withstand the impact.

  In the age when the firecrackers had not yet appeared, the battlefield was dominated by iron armor and war horses. In front of those heavy armor, sharp swords were difficult to break through those defenses. Therefore, the best way to fight against these iron wall-like defenses was to use blunt weapons.

  Under Lorenzo's rough power, a dent was forcibly smashed on the visor, countless cracks spread along the notch, and pure white flames rose in the gap.

The roar of    resounded in the ears of Medanzo Demon Hunter, and the entire field of vision shook with this blow.

  Lorenzo once again took advantage, the fireworks and the smell of blood stimulated his nerves, and his smile became more and more ferocious.

   Distorted and transformed into a monster-like hatred in the eyes of the Medanzo Demon Hunter.

   Hold the hilt tightly, raise the nail sword again, and drop it down like a landslide.

In the metal wailing, the spike sword shattered into countless fragments. The Medanzo Demon Hunter tried to set up the spike sword to block, but the defense was so weak in front of the furious Lorenzo that it was easily Cut off.

  But the deadly blade failed to fall, and several identical nail swords were pierced in the sea of ​​fire, and they stood in front of him, resisting Lorenzo's sword attack.

not only these.

  More spike swords broke through the sea of ​​fire, pierced Lorenzo’s joints, pierced his back, and some almost penetrated his heart.

  Like a knight at the end, he has several swords in his body.

  Medanzo Demon Hunter succeeded, he dragged Lorenzo and gave the other Demon Hunters a chance to breathe.

In order to increase his swiftness, Lorenzo did not cover all the armor on his body, but increased armor at the vital points. The demon hunters also knew this. In the previous battle, they discovered Lorenzo's power for power. Proficient, as long as he is given the time to predict, he can change the armor in the injured position in advance.

  But this attack was launched from different angles and different timings, and Lorenzo was immersed in the fight with the Medanzo Demon Hunter, which gave them a chance to take advantage of.

Lorenzo's expression was startled, even the raging fireworks were stagnant, but then he laughed, maybe a spiked sword pierced his trachea, his laughter sounded strange, it was An indescribable sound.

  Lorenzo was dead, as it was in the eyes of the demon hunters. They clenched the nail sword, and as long as they slashed them, they could cut the **** detective in front of them into pieces.

  The demon hunters caught Lorenzo, but Lorenzo also caught them.

   "This is the real demon hunter..."

  The turbulent white flames, accompanied by Lorenzo's whisper, gush out from the gap in the armor.

The snakes entangled on Lorenzo's body surface, together with Lorenzo's body surface and the spikes that pierced into the body, solidified. The demon hunters tried to pull out the spikes, but found that it was firmly embedded. Entering the armor, they couldn't hold the hilt anymore.

In fact, Lorenzo himself noticed this. After he came back from the dead, his body was also mixed with the flesh and blood of the Holy Grail, or... the flesh and blood of the Silent, that strange and powerful force has long been lurking in his body. , And he didn't know it before.

But now Lorenzo has realized all this. He is a demon hunter, even stronger than a demon hunter. Just as Lawrence gave him a sense of despair at that time, Lorenzo had already reached the class where Lawrence was. Morbid and terrifying power.

Lorenzo moved, and the nail sword that pierced into the body was also driven by him. This power beyond ordinary witch hunters made them unable to grasp the hilt of the sword at all, and could not contain Lorenzo's actions. At the same time they all felt the weird feeling.

   Something seemed to be kneading his heart, as if a big cold hand was reaching in along his throat until it broke out.

  Every demon hunter's movements stopped and couldn't help but retching.

  Corrosion, the weird erosion shrouded their will for an instant.

  Critical breakthrough.

   Just like what Lawrence did to himself at that time, Lawrence also transplanted the flesh and blood of the Silent, which directly strengthened Lawrence at the level of the body, just like it now strengthens Lorenzo.

  Lorenzo directly broke free of the restraints, and the day of Chiming was rolling in his pupils, and at the same time the nail sword he raised high fell again, hitting the dent that had been caused before.

The Medanzo Demon Hunter had no time to defend. For a moment, he wanted to make a critical breakthrough and step into the weird demonization, but he could not do it. I don't know whether it was the interference of fear or erosion, which made his brain have that much. A momentary blank, and it was this hesitant blank that set his death date.

  The nail sword cut down, smashing the faceplate that hadn't shattered completely. Countless fragments were cut under the head, leaving a shallow scar on the blade.

  Power Medanzo.

  The pain awakened him. The snakes bite his head greedily, constantly recasting and strengthening the visor, and the fallen blade did not cut it again.

  No... this is not the end.

  Lorenzo leaped up with heavy armor with the remaining power of the slash, turned around and swung the weapon in the other hand to the head of the Medanzo Demon Hunter.

Accompanied by the sound of a low explosion, under the combined force of the impact, the armor-piercing hammer shattered his visor and head together, and this was not the end, just like the march of a monster. It violently ripped its prey and crushed the poor corpse. It is ridiculously fiddled with like a doll.

  Skull, upper jaw, lower jaw, sternoclavicular joints...

  The mace fell, and the fine sound burst together. In this burning hell, they passed into the ears of every demon hunter very clearly, their bodies began to tremble, and their hearts began to fear.

Ribs, shoulder blades, spine... everything that supports the human body bursts under the swing of the mace. With keen hearing, the demon hunters can no longer tell whether this is the sound of cracked iron armor or broken bones. Wailing.

  In the end, the sharp nail head penetrated the heart, smashing the entire chest into a ball of blood, until the headless corpse slowly knelt down in heavy armor.

   Stepped on the shoulder of the corpse, and pulled out the arm that had penetrated into it. There was blood flowing and dripping on the jagged armor, and blood was evaporated and turned into a **** mist rising.

  The demon hunters stopped. They had already done a lot of tactics, but at this moment they didn't even have the courage to swing a sword.

The fear from Lorenzo was implanted in their minds. They could only stand in a daze, looking at the figure in iron armor, his body was covered with sharp spikes, as if being hunted. Monster.

  He is dead.

  No...It is them who are at the end of the road, the Protestant group.

  At this moment, they realized the ridiculous behavior of their behavior. They were not hunters, they were prey. They were lured into traps by weak hunters, and they ridiculously thought that their victory was in sight.

"Next."

  The monster whispered, clearly in the fire, but the demon hunters only felt a severe cold that was difficult to dispel.

Lorenzo turned to look at them, slowly let go of his hand, causing the nail sword that was already covered with gaps to fall, and then he stretched his hand behind his back, and several nail swords stabbed in the attack just now. Entered his body, but now they are all bound by strong armor.

   Gently flicked his hand, like the original sin armor removing the weapon from the weapon rack, Lorenzo randomly selected one of the spikes that penetrated his body, pulled it out, and held it in his hand.

"Next!"

  He shouted again, with an angry expression, but no one responded.

  There was only fear in the eyes of the demon hunters at this moment. They retreated slowly, but when they retreated to the edge of the sea of ​​fire, they realized that they had no way to retreat.

  This is the Leichenbach, an airship drifting high above the sky. This is the Jedi. Either they kill Lorenzo and stop this **** airship, or Lorenzo will kill him.

   "As expected of you! Lorenzo Holmos."

   A sudden voice sounded, and at the other end of the fire, the man who had been silent walked out slowly, Moriarty clapped as he walked.

   "I think these demon hunters can't be your opponents, at best they just barely contain you, but now it seems that they can't even contain them, they are just being slaughtered meaninglessly."

   Moriarty leaned on the high platform that had not been burned with the wine glass, so it seemed that this guy had just been hiding in the dark and peeping, and stopped by the counter and poured himself a glass of wine.

   "That's right, how good is it to go straight to the topic."

  Lorenzo turned to Moriarty and said at the same time.

"I won't kill your Moriarty. I will goug your eyes and break your spine first, and then torture you slowly. Don't worry, with the strength of the demon hunter's body, you will live a long time. , After all, injecting secret blood into the enemy, strengthening the physique and then performing torture, is also something we demon hunters need to learn."

  He said cruel words and strode forward.

   "Then I am really honored?"

Moriarty didn’t have a weapon in his hand, he was not good at any combat. Before he became a demon hunter, he was just a madman locked in a ward, but the more madman, the better at dragging people into madness. .

A blazing storm rolled up in his pupils, but this time Might Raphael failed to affect Lorenzo. He raised his head and his visor was completely sealed, and there was no gap for peeking into the outside world. .

  As long as you avoid staring at Moriarty, you can escape the power of Raphael, and from the perspective of Lorenzo's current state, he can completely kill Moriarty following the trajectory of the sound.

   "Are you surprised?" Lorenzo asked.

   "No, I want to ask you instead, was it an accident?"

   Moriarty smiled, and at the same time Lorenzo also felt something unusual.

  He was not the target of Might Raphael. Looking back, the horrified demon hunters started to act again. Their eyes were empty, only endless fireworks were burning.

  (End of this chapter)