Ember Gun

  Chapter 436 Dark Rage

The turbulent firelight rose from the streets of the city, the gas pipeline was detonated by the paint antimony, and the pressurized gas gushed from the pipeline and ignited into a turbulent pillar of fire. With the destruction of the explosion, the pillar of fire became more and more burning, as if there was something. The tyrannical red dragon breathed heartily on this street.

People screamed in horror, but they didn’t know that this was just the beginning of the end. The fragmented soil fell into the cracked gap of the explosion. Under the accumulation, the second eruption rose. Every time the explosion, the whole street trembled violently. The entire main road was completely destroyed, and fireworks rose with black smoke, like stone pillars reaching the sky.

The aftermath of the explosion swept across the entire city. The crowds on the theater square collapsed in an instant, and the impact came with violent winds. Everyone fell under this invisible wave. The raised platform collapsed directly, and the candles lit up. Extinguished at this moment, the setting sun on the distant horizon was also swallowed by darkness at this moment, falling into despair.

   Lost all the light in the world...it was dark.

  The ancient Yega Theater in the dark presents a hideous silhouette, like that old castle, under which countless branches are waving frantic claws, and the withered leaves are flying, with a desolate sense of death.

   A slightly warm wind rushed into the room, low gasps continued, and only the sharp sword light was left in the dimness.

  This was a casual assassination.

  Lorenzo looked at the embarrassed Curry in front of him, and slowly lifted Winchester.

  In the original plan, Lorenzo was not going to assassinate Curry. His main goal was to hunt the Pope and rescue Ivar, but as he saw Irene’s memory, everything changed.

  [Gap] The invasion is a very strange feeling. Irene's life has been blended with him. He can feel Irene's joys and sorrows, as well as what she sees and hears.

So although this is Lorenzo’s first meeting with Curry, in Irene’s [Gap], Lorenzo and Curry have met countless times. They have experienced that long time together, and Lorenzo understands Curry, just as Irene knew him.

  This is a crazy guy, he is the root of the war.

  As long as Curry does not die, there will always be a chance for war to break out, so Lorenzo changed his plan and violated the order. He wanted to kill Curry and put this to an end.

   "Goodbye, Curry Ferret."

  Lorenzo whispered, without saying any nonsense, and pulled the trigger directly.

  The roar of gunfire sounded, and the broken projectile penetrated the body, stirring up heavy blood fog.

The guard stopped in front of Lorenzo, half of his body was smashed by Winchester, and the penetrating bullet hit Curry behind him, but because of this layer of physical shield, Curry was on his body. The injury is not fatal.

  Curry gritted his teeth and struggled to get up and crawl, he was embarrassed.

  He tried to escape, but the cold sword was chasing him, Lorenzo rose up and slashed, but at this moment the surviving guard stretched out his hand and tried to catch Lorenzo to stop him.

   Another gunshot sounded.

  The guard's figure froze in place, and the deep blood hole was exposed on his forehead. On the other side, Irene stood up with difficulty, took out the pistol Lorenzo had given her before, and opened fire.

   "I didn't tell you to shoot."

  Lorenzo slashed the cane and sword forcefully, and the sharp blade easily cut into Curry's body, fell along his shoulders, and chopped off his entire left arm.

  Blood dripping, Currie didn't make any painful whispers. He remained silent, enduring the severe pain and threw forward, Lorenzo was about to pursue, and Irene's voice sounded.

   "You didn't say that the plan is like this!"

  Eileen was disturbed by the impact, and her bare skin was covered with scratches. She gasped and pointed the muzzle at other places.

   "Then... did you expect this?"

   Irene said in fear.

  Lorenzo looked in the direction Irene was looking at, his eyes dignified.

   "I expected it, but I didn't expect so much."

According to Lorenzo’s plan, the impact of the explosion is enough to make ordinary people temporarily lose resistance. These guards will be knocked down. During the time they stand up again, Lorenzo is enough to kill Currie many times, but he It is hard to think that these guards are very human.

  The power of the secret blood surging violently in the body, each guard is like a beast, with a hideous face, and a low bloodthirsty cry from his throat.

   choir.

  Beast-like roars resounded under the endless night, they were as numerous as a sea of ​​people, and roaring roars one after another in this dim world.

   "You are not alone in preparing, Lorenzo Holmes."

  Curry's face was pale, he was clutching the hideous wound, his expression seemed to be laughing, but also resenting.

  The warm blood quickly fled from his body, and he was dying.

  But he still has a chance to live.

   "Hold him."

  Curry gave the order, and the guards rushed forward.

  These guys can't stop Lorenzo for too long, even if they are completely alienated into monsters, they are not threatening to Lorenzo, and if they use their best, they can only intercept them for dozens of seconds.

  No, not even dozens of seconds.

  The sharp sword light tore the flesh and blood, and the blazing anger rose up, it was so bright, it turned into the only light in this darkness.

The scalp tingling sound rang, the body was shattered under the sword, and the edge of the flesh and blood ignited white fireworks. During the fall, it began to burn. The momentary heat carbonized it and turned it into nameless dust. The gust of wind swept up by the sword was wiped out.

  This is desperately powerful and unstoppable.

   "Curry Ferrey!"

  Lorenzo roared at the name, and he clenched the sword tightly, and the turbulent fireworks covered the edge of the blade.

This is a side effect of Mighty Gabriel. Irene’s memory invades him. The anger buried in Irene’s memory overlaps with Lorenzo at this moment, but Lorenzo does not stop these. He is doing it for Ai. Lin's revenge, this is her anger, and it's also Lorenzo.

  Curry didn't dare to turn his head at all, he could feel the scorching temperature behind him, and the subtle sound of flesh and blood collapse.

  He was terrified, but there was a strange smile on his face.

  It's been too long, he hasn't felt fear for too long. At this moment, the threat from Lorenzo made Curry feel that he really came alive.

  No...More than these joys.

  Curry hesitated for too long, even if he was such a blasphemous person, he couldn't help being timid when facing the taboo.

  He knows very well that as long as he steps forward, he will get a new life, he will get young and gain unparalleled strength, and all this requires only a small price.

   Sell your soul and **** the secret blood of sin.

Curry wanted to do this countless times, but he was always hindered by the emptiness of awe. He knew very well that no one could prove the existence of such a thing as "soul", but whenever he was about to touch the secret blood, he Will hesitate and give up.

   "Ah... so good!"

Curry cheered in a low voice. The time the guards bought him was too short, but it was enough. He broke through the door and fell in a pool of blood, but as if something was supporting him, he quickly He got up and ran towards the dim end of the corridor.

Great.

  Curry finally doesn’t have to worry about all this anymore. Lorenzo made a choice for him. He wants to live. He wants to witness the destruction of the Gospel Church. He wants to consume secret blood...

  As long as we can live to witness all this, the price of the soul is too cheap.

  Countless lights emerged from behind him, illuminating the promenade but also bringing hot air currents, as if a Balrog was chasing Currie.

  There is only one thought left in the brain at this moment, run hard, run forward.

Currie's current thoughts are ridiculous. He can't escape under Lorenzo's pursuit, and he can't **** the secret blood... Even if he **** the secret blood, he will be killed by Lorenzo, after all, he is too Stronger.

  But there is no need to think about these, he just wants to escape and run forward.

  This blasphemy prayed for a long time, he wanted to live, but in this case no one could save him...unless a miracle happened.

  Curry prayed devoutly, so a miracle happened.

  The flame demon's figure stopped where it was. Lorenzo did not continue to chase, but stared at the dark end behind the promenade with a staff and sword.

  Curry crawled hard, the blood dragged a long way on the ground, and finally he lost his strength and stopped, with a vague whimper in his mouth.

  At the same time, footsteps sounded at the end of the darkness.

Irene and Hybold chased them out, they should have been faster, but Irene looked for the secret blood for a long time, she looked at Lorenzo holding the fire sword, just about to ask something, but only listened Lorenzo's voice sounded.

   "Ival is in the next room."

  In the previous conversation, it was obvious that Curry was affected by the secret blood. He almost revealed the location of Ivar. Although he soon woke up, the slight change was still observed by Lorenzo.

   "Lorenzo..."

   Irene tried to say something, but Lorenzo interrupted.

   "You go to rescue Ivar, and leave directly after success, don't wait for me... Also, remember to listen to my voice, I tell you to leave immediately when you evacuate."

  Lorenzo was not quite right, Irene wanted to say something, but the crisp footsteps sounded from the end of the darkness.

For a moment a strange feeling enveloped Irene. She also peeked into Lorenzo’s memory and witnessed his twisted life. Sometimes Irene was also affected by these and made something that did not fit her personality. Thing, and now this feeling is coming again.

   "Let's go, Irene."

  Lorenzo said again.

  Eileen suddenly remembered something. For a moment, a great sense of fear enveloped her. She didn't want to leave. She felt that something bad would happen after she left.

There was something evil approaching in that deep darkness. With his arrival, the entire darkness came alive. The darkness was like that viscous liquid full of life, they twisted, struggled, and pierced. The sound.

  It's him...he, that nightmare from deep in memory, that unforgivable sin.

   "Live... live, Lorenzo."

   Irene muttered to herself, tears bursting out, but her face was expressionless.

  If anyone in the world can really understand themselves, then only Lorenzo is the only one, and both of them have opened their hearts and empathized with each other.

  Lorenzo did not respond, he just stared into the darkness, and the flames were filled with unquenchable anger.

   "Hyboard, let's go!"

   Determined, Irene no longer hesitated, and directly took Hybbod to escape to the darkness behind Lorenzo, looking for Ivar.

  "Help me...Help me..."

  Curry pleaded with the devil in the dark, and the devil chuckles with a metallic tone.

   "Of course, Curry Ferret."

Darkness swallowed Currie a little bit, no, it was not swallowing, but something caught him and dragged him into the darkness little by little, whether it was the light of the pure flame or the excellent vision of the demon hunter , Can't see the darkness.

   Lorenzo opened the cello box, the cold weapon slid down, he was fully armed, and whispered.

"long time no see……"

  The sound of approaching footsteps sounded again in the darkness, and as he approached, melodious singing sounded outside the window.

  The show ended.

  This sudden situation brought an unpredictable panic. Lennet took the orchestra out of the theater, seemingly to calm everyone's panic, he and the orchestra briefly performed in the open space.

  The sound of the singing this time was melodious and gentle. The believers surrounded the orchestra heavily. They lit the candles again, and the firelight gathered into the sea, swaying slightly under the breeze of the night wind, like a sparkling sea.

The believers lowered their heads and prayed devoutly. The sound of prayer and singing gathered together like a chant in the church. Liya looked at this beautiful piece of beauty, and she couldn’t help humming the nameless melody. Echoed, so more melody joined in.

  "Long time no see, what should I call you? Lorenzo Medici? Or Lorenzo Holmes?"

   He asked, but before Lorenzo could answer, he vetoed himself.

   "Forget it, the name is not important."

  He walked out of the darkness little by little, his robe as if soaked in blood, incomparably bright red under the shining of the pure flames.

  The sound of prayer flooded into the corridor, echoing like a vague mutter, but if you listen carefully, I don’t know if it’s an auditory hallucination or something else, and I can vaguely distinguish a few words.

  The voice was calling, singing, and remembering, they cursed the name together.

   "Lawrence!"

  The dark knight shouted angrily.

  In an instant, the fiery sword light tore the pure flames into a scorching white thunder, which penetrated the darkness and reflected everything into a cold and pale white.

  The ear-piercing beep sounded.

In the blink of an eye, the sword was broken into countless fragments, and flying with it was the bright red robe that was burned to ashes. The broken head of the nail sword cut through the dust, nailed into the wall, and shook violently. Beeps buzzing.

  The blood splattered into scarlet bubbles, bringing a sweet smell in the rising stream of light.

  Under the dark visor, behind the steel mask.

  The two pairs of white eyes set against each other, they held the broken sword and fought together again, enjoying the long-lost death match.

  (End of this chapter)