Ember Gun

   Chapter 426

  The man is wrapped in tight armor, and a heavy candlelight is reflected on the cold metal. The light will shine, and the sacred angel and the burning blade will be portrayed on it.

  The Templar Knight stepped on the stairs of the Kingdom of Heaven. He lowered his pace as much as possible, but the collision between the armors was so clear, it seemed extremely loud in this quiet place.

  However, his arrival didn't seem to awaken anyone, and he continued to advance into the sacred St. Nalo Cathedral, where there are manifestations of faith everywhere, but all men can feel is panic.

  This church is so empty, as if you have come to another dead world, there is nothing warm except those burning candles.

  The knight looked a little confused. He stopped under the hall for a long time, but could not see anyone or any living thing except him.

  He didn't want to wait any longer, walked along the route in his memory, and then before the gate of heaven, he saw the first person besides him.

   Anthony gently stroked the relief on the gate of heaven. He seemed to have predicted the arrival of the man long ago. He retracted his hand, turned around and slowly grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist.

  "Knight, you should know that no one can step into the Cathedral of San Nalo without the summons under the crown."

   "Get out of the way, Father."

  A low male voice came from under the visor.

   "Interesting, is this an invasion? The sacred place has been attacked by evil again after many years?"

  Anthony smiled. He was not angry at the man's behavior, but became even more excited.

  The scar that pierced through the neck and cheek was aching. It entangled Anthony like a poisonous snake. It longed for blood and suffering, and it urged Anthony.

  "Since I started to manage the Protestant Group, I have rarely taken shots. To be honest, I really miss the fight."

The icy cold glow came out of its sheath. It was not a nail sword, but a mottled knight’s long sword. I don’t know how many fierce battles it has experienced. The sharp blade has long been covered with gaps and cracks. It stands to reason that it should have been broken long ago. Yes, but as if there is some weird force supporting it, making it indestructible.

  In an instant, Anthony's momentum changed.

  The mottled blade is hanging down in front of him, and he steps forward, like a tiger.

  The man was not intimidated by Anthony's momentum. He seemed to have no emotions and minds at all. Whether facing the raging fire or the deep cold, he had that kind of calm attitude.

   Without saying anything, the man also slowly pulled out the knight sword, which seemed to be heavy, full of strength every time it shook, and the blade holder was placed on the arm armor, and he arched his body.

  A battle unfolded so quickly, and the atmosphere became deadly.

  The wind blew into the room, slightly shaking the ubiquitous candlelight, and the silhouettes of the two people were also reflected and distorted in the sway of the fire. They staggered on the wall, as if they were fighting each other.

  The shadow's movements gradually slowed down, but in the next moment the flames flickered, the shadow also twisted sharply, and the blade with the handle that affected the wind had already slashed out when the fireworks were twisted.

  The two sword blades collided together, splashing sparks.

  The two had just kept a safe distance, but they fought together in the next moment. Judging from the position, the man did not move at all. It was Anthony who shortened the distance in an instant and launched a tough offensive.

  Anthony's pace is fast, and when he sprints and slashes, he turns into a stream of light. But his offensive did not hurt the man. He was clumsy, but extremely stable, like a fortress that was difficult to conquer.

The blade rubbed and the ears pierced. The man knew very well that if he wanted to move on, he had to find a way to get rid of Anthony in front of him, but he also understood that although he seemed to be evenly matched, in fact he had no hope of defeating Anthony. ...

  In other words, only with this ordinary mortal body, Watson was still not sure that he could kill Anthony.

  But I have already arrived here, and there is nothing to hesitate.

  The emptiness of the will requires entities to interfere with reality. Watson drives the man’s body. There is no secretive blood in this body. She can only use skills as much as possible to bridge the gap.

   Fiercely waved the blade and slashed at Anthony. The mottled knight sword also hit back at this moment. At the moment the blade hit, Anthony suddenly felt the small pressure of the blade in his hand.

  This was a feint attack. The seemingly fierce sword attack did not carry much power at all. Watson immediately deflected the blade and slashed at Anthony more quickly from another angle.

  But she failed.

  Anthony was once the most outstanding existence in the Knights of the Templar, and he was also the confidant of the new Pope. The headmaster of the Protestant Order, his mastery of swordsmanship is far more profound than Watson's.

Stepping forward quickly, with the mottled blade close to his body, he regarded himself as a blade pressing against Watson. The distance between the two was shortened rapidly. Can step back.

  The two figures were close to each other. Anthony clenched the blade with his backhand and moved with the power of his entire body. The whole person directly hit Watson's body and launched an attack.

It was a toothy rubbing sound. The blades full of gaps were like sawtooths. It swiftly passed over the armor, and the metals were cutting each other, leaving an amazing scar at the end, with fiery heat in the gap. The blood gushed out.

  Anthony was laughing wildly. Under the blood, he was like a madman.

Watson’s offensive was reversed by him in an instant, and he severely damaged the body, but this was not the end, the jagged blade could not continue to cut down, it was held tightly, although as long as Anthony Twisting the blade, he would chop off Watson's five fingers, but it was too late.

Anthony's figure stagnated, and at this moment, the blurred illusion unfolded in front of Watson's eyes, and the evil minions ripped through Anthony's body like a tide, as if something evil was being bound under this shell. The existence of horror, and now it will break out of the cage.

  Without the slightest hesitation, the fighting intuition Watson gave up the blade altogether and leaped back. At the same time, the pupils of his eyes became hot, and the dazzling sun rose from below.

  Watson saw it.

   The frantic weirdness screamed in front of her eyes, and in a blink of an eye Anthony had turned into some kind of monster she had never seen before. He didn't know what he was facing, but the instinct of fighting made Watson judge.

  【Gap】Invasion.

  The man's step forward stiffened, and then he fell to the ground as if he had lost his soul. There was still the wound left by Anthony at the time on his chest. The blood flowed little by little until his body became completely cold.

In front of him, I don’t know when Anthony’s figure has stagnated. With the invasion of [Gap], the illusion that Anthony had just woven also collapsed, and Might Raphael faced the onslaught from [Gap]. The power to fight back.

  The somewhat horrified eyes reflected this thing that shouldn’t exist in this world.

  Anthony couldn't see Watson, but he could feel the disgusting sense of strangeness.

   Breathing stopped for an instant, and the invisible force strangled Anthony's throat. He swung his sword, but he could only slash into a piece of void air.

what happened?

  Anthony is very clear that this is the feeling of erosion, but where is the source of the erosion? Is there some powerful monster hiding near here? So how did it escape its own investigation?

   Thoughts gradually stiffened, his will began to falter, and the invisible force kept hitting his barriers. The moment he was overcome, it was Anthony's death, and it was also at this time that the desperate battle ushered in a turning point.

   "Let go of him."

  The voice sounded, coming from behind Anthony.

  I don’t know when the gate of heaven behind Anthony had been opened, and the angels and demons on the reliefs all avoided. In the deep darkness, the sharp spike sword reflected the only light.

  Someone grabbed Anthony, pressed his head with one hand, and forced him to kneel down. Anthony raised his head, and under the steel mask he saw the rising blazing sun.

  Power Raphael.

   Infinite hallucinations fell in Anthony's mind, covering up the hellish scene, and Anthony no longer struggled in pain, but knelt down and looked up religiously.

  The new pope is not sure if this can save Anthony from Watson, but this is all he can do.

  A miracle happened.

   Anthony's eyes gradually cleared, he was breathing heavily, his face covered with sweat.

   "Under the crown..."

  His voice trembled, and he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to catch the light in front of him, but the next moment he fell into a darker abyss.

   Anthony's eyes changed, becoming cold and ruthless, he was like putting on a cold mask, no more emotions at all.

  He stood up slowly, his voice said flatly.

   "Sene Lotel."

  The new pope slowly retreated back and opened a seemingly safe distance, but under the sacred robe, he had already grasped the nail sword firmly.

   "Interesting... This is the first time you have actively communicated with me."

Such scenes have happened more than once. Those who are called silent, they come again and again, descending on those people, swinging their swords at themselves, or appearing out of thin air, using the weird and sacred Physical combat.

The new pope once asked them, but the answer is always speechless. Sometimes he even thinks that this weird existence has no mind to speak of. They are just obeying an ancient vow, and the vow is carried out like a walking dead. today.

He did not care about Anthony's life and death, but was full of curiosity about the existence of this suspected silent person. The new pope vaguely realized that he was a little closer to the secrets of this world, and that this strange guy in front of him would bring the truth to himself. .

   "You are... it's you, right? Sure enough, I guessed right, there are also different kinds among you."

  What the new pope thought of, the voice under the mask was full of joy.

   "In my confrontation with those monsters at that time, you and another guy, you are very similar to those monsters, but you did not take action, but peeped from the side."

  The memory of the past flashed back in front of him, and the new pope couldn't help but speed up.

"Yes! At that time, I felt the confusion and fear from you. You are similar to those monsters, but different from them! You don't know the existence of that kind of thing... That means you have found a way, The way to become those monsters, right?"

  The broken messages were connected in series. For a time, the new pope even put down his vigilance against Watson, and what was only in his heart was a maddening thirst for knowledge.

  He is too eager, Seni Lotaire is too eager to know what is going on, he wants to lift the curtain of this world and see the truth hidden by people.

  He will do whatever it takes to do all this.

   "Speak, talk more! I...how should I call you?"

  The new pope walked around Anthony. He carefully looked at this familiar subordinate, hoping to find the slight difference in the familiarity.

   "We? No, you should be talking about them, and they are called the silent."

   Watson replied that she did not continue to attack. Like the new pope, while he was looking at himself, Watson was also looking at the mysterious new pope.

  He has too little information about him. Watson came here on an adventure this time. If anyone in this world has the most information, then he is the new pope who rules the gospel church.

  Watson felt that all the secrets of this world were hidden under this land, but neither he nor the new pope had the ability to decipher the truth.

   "The Silent... keep silent? This name fits those monsters very well. They want some people to shut up forever, so that those **** secrets can be kept firmly."

  The new pope is very excited, he rarely is so happy.

  Thoughts were surging, and he made a move that shocked Watson.

  With a crisp sound, the nail sword fell on the ground, and the new pope strode forward and stood in front of Watson, the burning eyes under the mask looking at her eagerly.

"Sure enough, I guessed right. According to the power of demons, humans cannot defeat this terrible existence. We should be destroyed countless times, but humans have survived under the shadow of demons. There must be something. External forces are interfering with all this, and those who are aware of this are dead, killed by the silent."

  He laughed, as if in the face of this curiosity for the truth, the so-called friends and foes no longer matter.

"I am still too arrogant. I thought it was only I who realized this and survived, no... more than that, there are also people who are aware of this, and they do better than me, when I am still confused about it. , You have found a way to become those monsters."

   "So you also encountered a bottleneck? We can work together to reveal the true nature of those monsters."

Facing such a fanatical new Pope Watson was stunned. To be honest, she had thought that she would start a terrifying battle with the new Pope. After defeating this mysterious guy with difficulty, she would pry out what she wanted from him. Things, but she couldn't think of how he would react like this.

"Are not you afraid?"

  Watson was very puzzled. In the face of an unknown, unknown existence like his own, why is the new pope not afraid, but even more delighted?

  "Afraid? What are you afraid of, afraid of you getting into my head?"

  The new pope laughed louder, and then his tone became colder.

  "The real strong will not be afraid of these. I believe in my steely will, and I also believe that I will not be defeated by anyone, even the monster named the silent one."

  He stretched out his finger and pointed to his head.

  "You can give it a try, guest."

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