Ember Gun

  Chapter 616 Night

  The place of seven hills, the Cathedral of Saint Nalo.

  Fr Anthony stood on a high place and looked down below. Even in the daytime, the city of faith was still full of candlelight, and the sound of devout prayers filled the place like mist.

  It's just that this sacred faith has a bit of iron and steel killing.

  The streets were empty, with no pedestrians, only one after another heavily armed Templar knights. Most of the residents were deported, and a few pious people stayed behind and continued unfinished prayers.

The whole place of the seven hills was completely closed. Outsiders only thought it was an unknown blockade, but Anthony was very clear. Now it can be said to be a state of war. Whether it is the Protestant Order or the Templar knights, all the powers are mobilized towards the Seventh. The hills are close and stationed.

Many people have noticed that the atmosphere is wrong, but they don’t know what happened. The new pope seems to be about to start a war, but the front line of the war seems to be the place of the seven hills. What’s more weird is that no one can figure it out. Who is the enemy?

Now the world war is imminent, but in fact it has nothing to do with the Holy Evangelical Papal State. With the development of industrial technology, the dominance of the Holy Gospel Papal State is declining. In recent years, it has almost fallen to the bottom. Few people Will care about this once powerful country of faith.

  There is no huge industrial area, and there is no sophisticated firearms and weapons. In addition to faith, what is left here is faith, stupid and decadent faith, and worthless faith.

  Many believers feel that this war has nothing to do with them. He can't think of any reason why the Holy Evangelical Pope can be declared war, but they may never guess the real situation.

  The Holy Gospel Papal Kingdom not only cannot stay out of the matter, they are also the origin and core of this kind of war. Here is the final battlefield, but the curtain has not yet been lifted.

  All the demon hunters on active duty in the Protestant Order were mobilized and gathered. They gathered at the Saint-Nalo Cathedral to prevent any possible crisis.

  Most of the demon hunters also don’t know what the situation is, but they obeyed the order and guarded in the shadows.

  Anthony retracted his gaze. The past few days have been calm, as if the war is coming, just an illusory lie, but unfortunately, he is one of the few people in the gospel church who knows everything.

  He knows exactly what will happen next.

   "You look worried."

   Samuel walked over, wearing heavy armor, and his smooth surface shimmered with dim light.

   "So what happened? How long do we have to do this?"

  He asked a few more questions. Samuel stood beside Anthony. Under so many days of blockade, many people were very confused and did not know what the new pope would do.

  It is reasonable to say that these demon hunters should chase demons all over the world, but now they are trapped here, wearing these fancy armors, guarding here like guards.

   "A strong enemy is coming, but he hasn't come yet... but he will always come."

   Anthony explained vaguely. He wanted to light a cigarette and touched it, but only found one that was squeezed crookedly, and the tobacco in it was about to be exposed.

  Lorenzo’s message arrived safely at the Cathedral of San Nalo, but it was a little different from what Lorenzo had expected. In fact, the Protestant Group had already known most of the secrets, but it was not as detailed and clear as Lorenzo’s account.

  As for the source of these secrets...

  Anthony glanced at the corridor behind him, which extended to the gate of heaven. In the deep darkness, a faint prayer could be heard.

   "Is the crown okay? I haven't seen him for a long time."

  Seeing that Anthony still didn't want to say it, Samuel took the topic elsewhere.

   "Fortunately, I am going to report to him." Anthony said.

  In spite of this, he did not act, but stood here with Samuel, as if enjoying the last peace.

  Take a deep breath, and Anthony sighed. For some reason, it was obviously a day, but the memory could not help but spring up at this moment.

  "This reminds me of a night many years ago..."

   Samuel did not speak, he listened quietly.

  "You should know this. We later called that night the'Sacred Night'."

   Anthony whispered, for fear of awakening the demon sleeping in the dark.

   "Holy Night of Coming."

  Samuel responded, and Anthony nodded, and then remembered something, he asked curiously.

   "What were you doing that night? Samuel."

"I?"

   Samuel recalled that it was all many years ago. He was just an ordinary person at the time and didn't know the darkness at all. He tried to remember.

"I seem to be in Fei Lengcui, that night I remember seeing the blazing fire here, and I called my friends," Samuel smiled helplessly, "We thought it was a grand festival. Shouting, do you want to sneak in and take a look."

"and then?"

  When Samuel said this, Anthony couldn't help but smile. That night, the Cathedral of San Nalo was the closest place to hell.

   "Then...then there are soldiers pouring into the street..."

  The long-lasting memories were awakened, and for a moment Samuel trembled slightly, this strange and familiar feeling, as if what he had just recalled was other people's memories.

  There was a little panic in his tone for some reason, and it took so long in a flash.

  "We were talking, discussing what happened. These soldiers are different from the soldiers we usually see. They are well equipped and hold sharp swords... I only learned later that they are Templar knights."

   "Have you never seen a Templar before?"

"No," Samuel's eyes were a little dim. "Our family is very poor and lives in a very remote place, and I usually work in the laundry near the Tiber River. It is very hard and I rarely have the opportunity to see them. Even though they were protecting the cardinals from traveling, the street was blocked by a heavy crowd. I tried to jump up, but I didn't jump high enough."

   "You are jumping high enough now." Anthony said.

  Hearing this, Samuel smiled, and he continued talking.

   "Seeing them wearing armor... It's so beautiful.

I had this idea at the time. I wanted to be a member of the Templar Knights. Then you know what happened. I participated in the conscription. It was the only time that there was no limit on conscription. opportunity. "

  "After Saint Night, the Gospel Church suffered a lot of damage, not only the demon hunters, but also the Templar knights. We urgently need fresh blood." Anthony remembered the conscription.

  "Where are your parents?" He asked again.

  "They are all alive. After I became Templar knights, they were very happy," Samuel said. "They are devout believers. I have never seen them so happy."

  "I bought a small house on the bank of the Tiber River. They are living there. Looking from the balcony on the second floor, you can see the bank of the river where we used to work."

"Where are your friends?"

"They made the same wish as I. Fortunately, we have all become members of the Templars..." At this point, Samuel's words paused, "It's a pity that those guys couldn't support it. The trial of secret blood."

The two were silent, like mourning for those who died. The dim yellow sun in the distance was gradually setting, and the light-shrouded Qiqiang place showed no sign of darkness. More and more candles were shining, bringing this The city dragged into a sea of ​​candles.

  "Would you like to listen to me that night?"

  Anthony picked up the crooked cigarette and squeezed it firmly with his hand to make it look better.

  Ignite, breathe, a faint white mist rises, covering the two of them.

  Anthony felt a numbness, and the effect of tobacco internal anesthesia made him feel as if he was drinking, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

"My experience is better than you. To be precise, it's a lot better," Anthony smiled, even with the huge scar on his cheek twisted like a snake. "I was born in a wealthy family, and the family is full of A devout believer, it can be said that the so-called faith has been engraved into my soul since I was born."

  "I also did what my parents expected. I joined the Knights Templar after graduating from the seminary, and everything went well until that night."

   Anthony repeated.

"That night……"

  "I was stationed at my post at the time, and then suddenly received news...Secret Order No. 13, that the Knights of the Templar will encircle Saint-Nalo Cathedral and hunt down all the monsters and the hunters."

  The words revealed a scarlet aura. This was Anthony’s Holy Night. It was all in the same night, but everyone’s night was so different.

  “Then there was nothing too tortuous in the plot. We replaced the holy silver bullet that suppressed the demons. This thing was very precious. It was the first time I saw it at that time, but in fact it was no different from ordinary bullets.

The monsters first appeared in the field of vision, but they were all quite easy to deal with, even without holy silver bullets, ordinary live ammunition could kill them... In fact, from then on, I realized that these holy silver bullets are Who's going to deal with?

  We first blocked the place of the seven hills, and then advanced to the Cathedral of Saint Nalo. As we approached, the erosion became stronger. Some knights began to be alienated. We chose to stay in a safe area and hunt all the guys who escaped. "

   Anthony was expressionless, as if he was telling another person’s memory, which had nothing to do with him.

  "In fact, not many demons escaped after that. Even if some demons escaped, they were all wounded and could be killed at will.

Then the demon hunters appeared. They were caught off guard by us. Probably they did not expect us to shoot at them. I was scared at the time. We knew the existence of the demon hunters and knew their strength. We did the damage. More than half of the preparation.

But those demon hunters are not very strong. They look weak. Some people are like demons, wounded all over, and some have begun to alienate. We fired a volley of holy silver bullets, plus the triggered bondage. Silver Bolt...

  It is reasonable to say that the battle should be easy, but in fact we could not stop them at all. They were confused first, then angry.

  At that time, I clearly knew the power of the demon hunters. No matter how strong they are, they will still be the demon hunters after all.

  They easily killed most of the Templar knights. The corpses filled the streets and blood flowed into rivers. "

   Anthony’s face also showed the same confusion in the memory, and Samuel on the side was stiff, not knowing what to say.

  "I was lucky to survive. I and the other survivors retreated to the gate of the city, and more Holy Silver Bullets were fired... Then there was a pile of human lives, and we piled them all to death.

Actually, I don’t know if this counts as what we killed, because every dead demon hunter, their wounds are constantly pouring silver blood, and the silver blood soon solidified, killing them The corpses were molded into statues and stayed there forever. Speaking of which, we had to spend a lot of effort later to dispose of those corpses. "

   Anthony touched his cheek as he said, flicking the hideous scar.

  "Then it was him.

It was a demon hunter called Michael, with a blazing fire on his body. The light was so strong that we couldn’t see him clearly. He could only shoot in the direction of the light, constantly shooting, using the holy Silver and human life came to stop him from moving forward. "

  Listening to Anthony, Samuel was about to hold his breath.

  Probably Anthony hadn't noticed either, his face showed a look that Samuel had never seen before.

  In the impression of most people, Anthony has always been that cold look, just like the new pope, his face is covered by a cold mask, as if nothing can crush his heart.

  But now Anthony's eyes have never been confused, like a lost lamb, waiting for the light to come on.

  "We couldn't stop him. He finally broke through the line of defense. The iron gate was easily melted into a big hole by him, and he escaped with a few wounded Demon Hunters.

  But this guy didn't escape far. He knew very well that in their current state, they couldn't escape far. This guy turned back and forced us into the city. The city wall that was supposed to besiege them has now imprisoned us. "

  Anthony's words stopped. He didn't continue speaking, as if he was thinking and reminiscing. It took a long time for him to continue.

   "Anyway, he is still dead.

The flame on his body was getting weaker and weaker, and it was difficult to continue to melt the holy silver bullets that shot at him, followed by the falling spears, some penetrated him, some nailed to the ground, and the Templar knights were also smashed. Dare, many people start to scream, but I am different, I have a pious belief, I will not be afraid, I will dedicate everything to God. "

  Anthony raised his right hand, and saw that several wounds gradually opened on his skin, with gray and black stains all over it, and a spear was gripped by him.

   "It was like this..."

  Anthony looked at the imaginary figure in front of him, and after so long, his memory was still so clear.

  "I clenched the spear with this hand and rushed towards him. With one blow, I penetrated his heart, but he also counterattacked and threw the red broken sword.

  The broken sword was supposed to split my head, but he lost his way and only scratched half of my face.

  Think about it, he has gone through so many fights and killed so many people, he is already very tired, and there is nothing wrong with making some mistakes. "

  The cigarette burned out and it burned Anthony's fingers, but he didn't care, just watched the bright sparks burn his skin.

"The flame went out, and we saw him clearly. We found that even without us, this guy probably wouldn't live long. A hole was cut in his stomach. There were no internal organs, only a black patch. With the continual drip of silver blood, he stimulated power, but accelerated the meltdown of the silver-binding bolt.

  I also probably know why he missed it. He has only one left arm. The right arm may have been lost in the Cathedral of San Nalo. If he is left-handed, I should not survive. "

   Throw away the spark in his hand and watch it burn to ashes.

   "Even in this way, he killed so many people. It is hard to imagine what he has experienced in the Cathedral of San Nalo, and it is also hard to imagine what the powerful enemies who fought with him looked like."

   Anthony said indifferently.

  "This is my night, and I have been promoted since then, probably because I gave Michael the last blow, but I know very well that he was not killed by me."

  In the illusory memory, the burning figure gradually dimmed, fell into the silver blood, and plunged into eternal solidification.

  "Afterwards, I kept wondering what exactly was Michael killing? I am afraid he can't tell him."

   Samuel did not respond, he just stood there blankly, thinking a lot of words in his mind, but looking at Anthony's confused expression, he couldn't speak.

  Anthony smiled again, put on a mask of hypocrisy, and ended the conversation.

   "Okay, it's time for me to meet the crown."

  (End of this chapter)