Ember Gun

  Chapter 595 Holy Silver Mine

  The long-lost Winchester office greeted the guests, which made this lifeless room a little more angry.

Some people are landslides in front of them, and their faces don’t change. They are calm and self-sufficient. They are heroes. Kestrels can also do this. Not to mention that their faces don’t change. He even laughs and exclaims. Damn it.

  Sometimes Lorenzo feels that this is also a kind of composure, but the composure is a bit too much.

The Kestrel was revealed some secrets. It was information related to the truth of the world, but unlike the other frowning guys, this guy still looked indifferent, leaning on the side dirty, eating in the fruit basket. The fruit does not think of himself as an outsider in the slightest.

  He smelled of dust on his body, as if he had just crawled out of a mine. When he raised his hand, Lorenzo could still see the dirt falling from him.

  "How are the others?"

  Lorenzo chatted with him.

   "It's not too good, everyone has a bad face, as if all the wages have been deducted." Kestrel said, shaking his head.

   "I know the truth is not so happy, but how can I say it, no matter whether you are upset or not, the problem is there, it's better to be cheerful, you say yes."

  For Kestrel’s answer, Lorenzo nodded vigorously, expressing affirmation.

After leaving the end of the world, when Lorenzo boarded the returning Chenhui Advance, unlike the surviving ecstasy of others, Lorenzo did not have the slightest sense of excitement, but was full of pressure, and he could not release this pressure. There is no one to share, and can only bear the panic and horror from secrets alone.

  He often stayed awake at night along the way, and the crew members would chant Lorenzo’s name as a hero when they saw him.

Indeed, Lorenzo is indeed a hero. Few people in this world can return from the Sea of ​​Silence. When the Chenhui Advance appears in the Viking kingdoms again, even the King of Ice Sea can’t help but look at him. Amazed.

  But Lorenzo didn't have the honor of a hero, and the responsibility of this secret was too heavy.

This unlucky world is not only in danger, but also two more terrifying monsters awakening from their long sleep. They are fighting with each other, but no matter what the result is, such a threat still exists, not to mention that there is another even more weird monster. Attempting to wake up from long sleep.

   "People should be optimistic and go happily to kill the enemy."

  Lorenzo murmured.

  He almost couldn't figure out his position. Sometimes Lorenzo was as powerful as a bloodthirsty monster, but more often, he looked like a helpless mortal.

  For many nights, Lorenzo would be awakened. The monster named Lawrence emerged from his nightmare, laughing grinningly and mocking Lorenzo's failure.

  Lawrence was right. He had already foreseen this crazy future. For this reason, he became crazy too. He did not hesitate to take the "Apocalypse", draw the blood of taboo, and shape the army of demons.

  Lorenzo broke the curse many times in his dreams, but when Lorenzo really made a choice, he was horrified to find that he seemed to make the same decision as Lawrence.

  Only a demon can kill another demon.

  In order to win this war with demons, humans need more demons.

  More taboo blood.

  More...The Demon Hunter.

   "Lorenzo?"

  Kestrel's voice awakened Lorenzo from his thoughts. Lorenzo's body trembled slightly, as if he had just had a bad short dream.

"what happened?"

   Lorenzo asked, he often distracted like this recently, thinking about it, his thoughts were shrouded in darkness, leaving him screaming.

   "I think it would be weird to be too optimistic."

  Kestrel was so big that he didn't notice Lorenzo's distraction and the ferocity of his expression just now. He just ate the apple while talking to himself.

   "Think about it, Lorenzo, on a **** battlefield, you braved heavy artillery fire and killed the enemy in the smoke of gunpowder, while you killed and laughed hahaha...consider that picture."

  Kestrel motioned Lorenzo to think, his expression was strange at the moment.

   "To be honest, if I were your teammate, I would also think that your brain is not normal...just like now."

Lorenzo stopped talking. Indeed, under extreme pressure, some people would collapse, and some would suddenly want to go. Lorenzo was the latter. In order not to be overwhelmed by pressure, he was overly optimistic and optimistic. The humor made everyone around them a little frightened.

  When Seleu came to see Lorenzo a few days ago, watching him wearing a bathrobe and singing with the handle of a gun, he couldn’t help but say something sincerely.

   "The great Mr. Holmes, is he finally crazy?"

  Seleu's evaluation sounded in his ear, Lorenzo sighed helplessly, and then put away the smile on his face, his expression became serious.

   "So, everything is done?"

"certainly."

  Kestrel smiled confidently and shook the smoke on his body.

   "If it's not done, I won't come to you."

   "What about that thing?"

Listening to Lorenzo’s questioning, Kestrel pointed to the door. When he came in, Kestrel did not close the door of the room. It was concealed, revealing a gap, and it could be seen stopping at the Winchester office. In the carriage in front of the door, a group of men in black were carrying something out of the carriage.

Kestrel adjusted his sitting posture and looked at the map hung at the end of the long table. It was covered with red crosses. One of the red crosses was very familiar to Kestrel. After all, he had just moved from the position of the red cross overnight. Back to the old Dunling.

"Your map is correct. We mobilized a large number of excavators overnight and digged into the Holy Silver Mine from tens of meters underground. It was a little difficult to mine, but now the pump of Perpetual Motion has been accepted, and the output will be greatly increased in the near future. The promotion."

  Kestal took out a piece of silver-white metal ore from his arms, threw it towards Lorenzo, raised his hand to catch it, rubbing his rough fingers against the smooth surface, feeling the coldness on it.

  At this time, the door of the office was also pushed open again, and the operators of the cleaning agency moved in the heavy black box, and in a blink of an eye, the few places in the living room were filled.

  Lorenzo got up and opened a box at will. In the dust, the delicate silver spike sword and the same cold bullets appeared in front of him.

   "In order to meet your needs, we used the Holy Silver Mine to urgently process these holy silver weapons... For the first time I felt the chance of winning. These holy silver weapons are enough to make us destroy all the demons."

Kestrel’s words trembled a bit. At first he was fooled to go to the west to dig a mine. His mood was very angry, but when the last layer of dust was excavated and the deadly sacred silver was excavated, the Kestrel had something in his heart. Just shocked.

He had heard about the power of Holy Silver a long time ago. As a mysterious metal that can suppress demons, its existence has further strengthened the status of the Demon Hunting Order, but unfortunately, this metal is too mysterious and difficult for the outside world to copy. It is also very cherished in the hunting sect.

But just under Lorenzo’s map, this thing is a large piece of digging at will. When the Kestrel leaves, according to estimates, there are at least thousands of tons of holy silver below, and the most terrifying place is like this. , More than one place.

  On that map, below every red cross, there is a huge holy silver mine.

   "It looks good."

  Lorenzo took out a spiked sword. Unlike the previous plating, this is a new type of spiked sword made of holy silver and cypress iron. It not only retains the pressing power of sacred silver, but also uses cypress iron to strengthen the blade.

  The rest of the bullets are also composed like this. With these weapons, Lorenzo feels that he is fully capable of annihilating a demon army.

   "So how do you know there is..."

  Kestrel couldn't help but curiosity. Just when he asked Lorenzo, he heard a sharp sword sound, and the sharp pointed head was about to hit his throat by so little.

  Lorenzo hissed, and then shook his finger to put away the nail sword.

  Seeing Lorenzo’s reaction, the Kestrel stopped asking questions any more. He also understood the regulations on the removal of agencies. Don’t know things that shouldn’t be known, such as this huge Holy Silver Mine.

  Lorenzo leaned aside, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the edge of the nail sword, feeling the sharp edge.

  This is a gift from the Keeper of the Secret. Lorenzo read his memory to obtain useful information as much as possible. For this reason, Lorenzo found the fortresses of the war in his mind.

In the eyes of the Secret Guardian, these are useless ruins. There are no survivors. All circulatory systems have long collapsed, energy is interrupted, and all facilities have been shut down or damaged. Apart from the history they carry, they have nothing. significance.

   But for Lorenzo, that's not the case.

  The Secret Guard is right. He is always limited by his own time. In any case, he can't think of it. The forbidden alloy that is just used to protect himself will also be smashed into a sword.

  These ruined and abandoned fortresses are all wrapped in forbidden alloy, which means that they preserve a huge amount of holy silver.

Lorenzo took down their location, but that was also countless centuries ago. At first Lorenzo thought he needed a lot of time to determine their location, until he saw Frocky’s map. When Lorenzo remembered, he already had accurate coordinates.

Using Froky’s map and the aid of other maps, the two maps with a huge time span overlap in Lorenzo’s mind, and he also drew a red cross on the superimposed position, thus digging a huge holy silver mine. .

   "So who is Froggy Wilgudson?"

  Kestrel asked about the secret story again, but he was really curious. He didn't have any impression of this person in his memory, and so did the others, not to mention those who went to the Sea of ​​Silence with Lorenzo.

  But Lorenzo said that he was also one of the members, and emphasized that he was able to find the Holy Silver Mine.

  No one remembered him, and some people felt that Lorenzo was imaginary, but Lorenzo became very stubborn until Frocky Wilgderson’s name was written into the files of the cleansing agency.

  He will be remembered, although he is a small part of the people.

   "A person... I don't know."

  Lorenzo thought hard, and then replied helplessly.

  Antimeme has taken everything away. For this reason, Lorenzo sometimes feels deep fear. He is afraid that he will forget something, forget the people around him, or talk about his mission, or even those more precious things.

  Thinking of this, he felt great fear, and then anger.

   "What you said is the same as if you didn't."

   Kestrel called.

   "No way, I don't know anything except this name and his achievements."

Lorenzo put the nail sword back in the box, and picked up a few bullets to watch. In order to meet Lorenzo's request, some special holy silver bullets also appeared here. Now Lorenzo is fully qualified to The bullet is filled with holy silver to increase the lethality.

  "The remaining weapons...The saying from the Perpetual Pump is that these things are only available to you. They are basically handmade, but they can be delivered to you before God’s birthday."

  Kestrel remembered other things about himself and explained to Lorenzo.

   "Well, I'm not in a hurry, these things are enough."

   "Then Merlin, he invites you to the Pump of Perpetual Motion, and he said he wants to discuss the details of the'plan' with you."

   "Plan?" Lorenzo thought of something, but it seemed that something was forgotten, but he didn't care too much, "Okay, I get it."

Kestrel got up, found a way out in this crowded living room, and finally stopped by the door.

   "What are you going to do next?" Lorenzo suddenly stopped him and asked.

  "First take a shower, clean up yourself, and then go to the hospital to see the shrike. He has a hard life. The doctor said that he can't die. It may take several months if he is discharged from the hospital."

   "Is this..."

   Hearing Kestrel’s words, Lorenzo remembered that he hadn’t seen the shrike since he came back.

  Think about it carefully, I’ve been back for so long, and I don’t seem to have done anything, but time flies so fast...

  As if...

  It seems that Lorenzo's life has been stolen for many days, and he doesn't know it.

  This feeling is like suffering from antimemetic. You can't remember what you have forgotten, but Lorenzo's instinct reminds him of the weirdness.

   "Lorenzo! Lorenzo!"

  Kestrel shouted again, and he asked, looking at Lorenzo who was gradually recovering.

   "Are you really all right?"

  Lorenzo looked at the Kestrel, there seemed to be an electric current rushing through his body, as if the soul had regained control of the body at this time.

   "It's nothing, it's just that I've been a little too tired recently, I'm not very concentrated, and I'm easy to lose my mind."

  Lorenzo rubbed his forehead, he knew he was talking bullshit.

  He is a demon hunter and a sublimator. He has been strengthened to the extreme, and he is extremely resistant to erosion and antimemetics. How can a person like him lose concentration?

  Something must have happened... but Lorenzo couldn't remember.

   "Then I think you should relax completely."

  Kestrel suddenly put his hand on Lorenzo's body, this big-hearted guy actually believed Lorenzo's bullshit.

  "Would you like to go to the train station to pick up people together in two days? It must be very lively."

   "Who pick up?"

  Lorenzo looked confused.

   "Huh? Jiuxia people!"

  Kestrel did not know where he took out a copy of today’s newspaper. Just like the original sin armor appeared in the old Dunling, this time a black and white photo occupies the entire page.

  Lorenzo looked over, and a large wooden and steel ship appeared on the sea outside the port of Rendona, with flags like firebirds hung on it.

  After many years, Jiu Xia people once again stepped out of the Forgotten Great Wall and appeared in the Western world.

  (End of this chapter)