Ember Gun

  Chapter 622 Emblem Seal

  Everything went well...probably.

Rod was stupefied. He only remembered that someone was lifting himself. The sky was shaking and dangling. When he finally stopped, he had no strength to check anything. He fell into a drowsy sleep, not long after. wake up.

  Opened his eyes, the room was dim, Rod tried to get up, but there was a pain in his body, and the strange feeling after drinking reverberated in his mind. He sat up hard and leaned against the wall.

  The memory of being drunk gradually became clear, and Rod was a little panicked at first. Fortunately, after recalling all of them, he realized that he hadn't done anything extraordinary, instead he seemed funny because of his drinking too little.

  Ah...it's terrible.

  Rod has always been bad at drinking. He has a small amount of alcohol, and he can easily get drunk when he drinks a little. He remembers that when he drank for the first time, he said goodbye to his family, and then went to Jiudunling.

  Old Dunling, a beautiful city, a desperate city.

  Many people yearn for here, thinking that they can get what they want here, but most of them ended up in the dark alleys, decayed and decayed in the cold rain.

  Rod still remembers his reason for coming to Jiudun Ling. In an accident in his childhood, he knew the existence of Jiu Xia. Since then, he has been full of curiosity about this mysterious country.

  I can remember that my first wish when I was a child was to become a captain. The Nine Summers appeared from the other end of the sea. As long as I set a boat and follow their path, I could find that mysterious country.

He was naive for a while, and later learned that someone had tried it a long time ago, but in the end everyone was lost on the sea, as if the country was just an illusory dream, and only when they took the initiative to appear, there was such a moment of truth. .

   Then came to school, Rod is just an ordinary person, he is approaching this mysterious country in the way he can, until today.

  Rod sighed, and got up swayingly. Luckily, he had no roommates. No one would see this messy appearance. It was also very unfortunate. He didn't have a roommate. Otherwise, Rod would really want to talk about something, everything is fine.

  This is underground, there are no windows, and some are just humming fans.

  He sat at the table, but did not turn on the light. In the dimness, his familiar face kept floating in his mind.

  Saoliang Creek.

  In the tavern, she talked about illusory memories at will. It was obvious that the thing was so important, but from the chat of Lorenzo, it could be heard that they didn't care.

  Rod didn’t understand, probably this was the difference between himself and them. He was just a civilian, an interpreter, and Lorenzo and the others were fighters. They had realized their consciousness long before they stepped into the darkness.

  This is their difference. Lorenzo and others have become accustomed to many things, but Rod can't accept it.

  I don’t fit them.

But Rod can endure all this. This is not only his job, but also everything he dreams of. If he can, he really wants to return to the Forgotten Great Wall with these Jiu Xia people at the end of all of this. He wants to see with his own eyes. Mysterious land.

  Rod lay down on the table and fell asleep groggyly.

  ……

   "So...is this all right?"

  Lorenzo and Shao Liangye stood in the corridor, neither of them returned to their rooms.

  "Do you never doubt the memory of Nine Summers?" Lorenzo was already drunk, and the physique of the Demon Hunter made him immune to most toxins, not to mention alcohol.

   "There is no need to doubt. Facing the erosion of demons, doubt is often the greatest enemy."

   Shao Liangye responded, even if he had doubts, he would not say it, as if he could escape in this way.

   "Have you always been like this?"

   "Well," Shao Liangye nodded and looked at a door at the end of the corridor. "She is weird, like a color in gray, so we were hesitant to take her out of the Great Forgotten Wall."

  Speaking of these, Shao Liangye smiled rarely.

  "She always has fantastic ideas in her mind. In order to solve this problem, I usually assign her a lot of work. As long as she gets busy, she doesn't have time to think about so many things."

  "Is that so? I just didn't expect that in the face of chaotic brains, you anonymous people can still live so calmly." Lorenzo praised.

"It's normal, isn't it? Just like your demon hunters, when you implant the secret blood, you are also ready for death, and what we pay is only chaotic memory, which is too cheap in comparison. NS."

  There is not much light in Shao Liangye's eyes. Compared with Shao Liangxi, he is like an old guy, as if he has seen everything through.

   "Let go of meaningless fantasies and life will become much simpler."

  Lorenzo did not answer the conversation, but took a closer look at the anonymous name. Everything was ordinary, with a forgotten feeling. Lorenzo knew very well that this was the surrounding antimeme at work.

  It no longer affects the surroundings all the time, along with the anonymous name.

"what is that?"

  Lorenzo saw something bright and silver, which looked like a hanging ornament on Shao Liangye’s waist.

  He had seen this thing on Biao Liangxi, and it was all considered as a girl's decoration, but he didn’t notice that Biao Liangye also has it here.

   "Did you mean it?"

  Shao Liangye took it off and reflected it in the light.

  It is a five-petal flower made of metal, with soft lines carved on it and decorated with gold threads.

  "This is the mark of anonymous people. We rarely have anything to prove us. It is one of them."

  Lorenzo took the flower, it feels cold and heavy.

  "The emblem of the anonymous name?" Lorenzo was surprised, probably did not expect the mysterious anonymous name to use flowers as a sign.

"what is this flower?"

  For Lorenzo, a rough man who kills and kills, every time he comes into contact with Hua, he always gives the clerk a wad of money and asks him to pick a few bunches for himself, so he rarely cares about these things.

  Shao Liangye recalled the name of this flower in the Western world. It stands to reason that this kind of vocabulary is not in the scope of the anonymous study, but because it is their own emblem, everyone has consciously learned this to some extent.

   "Don't forget me." Shao Liangye explained.

  Lorenzo was taken aback, and the lush clusters of flowers appeared in his mind. He did not expect that the flower was actually forget-me-not. His expression was a bit strange. Before he could say anything, Shao Liangye said.

  "I know that among you, this flower symbolizes love, and lovers will never forget this."

  Shao Liangye’s knowledge reserves are very well prepared. Sometimes Lorenzo feels that he knows the Western world better than himself.

   "In our case, it is not that complicated, it is just a literal meaning."

   "Literally," Lorenzo repeated, "Don't forget me."

   "Well, always remember, never forget."

  Listening to Shao Liangye's words, Lorenzo couldn't help but smile, and then laughed out. He leaned against the wall, returned the emblem, and looked at Shao Liangye's gaze very complicated.

   "What's wrong?" He didn't understand Lorenzo's reaction.

  "It’s just a contradiction. You are an anonymous person who is ridden by antimemetics. Forgetting follows your shadow, but your emblem is like this."

  Lorenzo whispered.

   "Never forget."

  Lorenzo shook his head helplessly, crossed Shao Liangye, walked towards the other end of the corridor, and waved at him without looking back.

  "Good night, anonymous, I hope you wake up and remember who you are."

  Shao Liangye watched Lorenzo's departure without saying a word.

  ……

  The pillar of the furnace, the bottom of the mourning.

After so many years of silence, this quiet land finally became agitated again. The burning fire lit up the darkness. Under the light, you could see the figures arranged in the darkness. They were so tall, with iron and shadows. Outlined together, it becomes a hideous appearance.

   Galahad looked at this silent machine, where the armored legions from Nine Summers gathered.

  "How is the progress? Cai Gong." After taking a look, Galahad turned to the person next to him.

   "The Ubud itself has antimemetic protection. Now we are reworking the armor and plating it with holy silver. By then, its resistance to erosion will be greatly improved."

  Cai Gong reported the situation.

  Since the beginning of "Mechanical Desire", Jiu Xia's troops have been divided into two branches, one is on the sun side and is controlled by the cleansing organs, and the other is hidden deep in the darkness and commanded by the scavengers.

  Heavy voice sounded, as if some giant was approaching, looking in the direction of the voice, a weird armor was coming here.

  Different from the three-generation armored rioters in active service, this armor is similar in size to the rioters, but its armor is heavier, and it does not carry too many weapons. It has only a few muzzles.

  Simple and heavy, like a giant moving sculpture, in groups, bringing an iron curtain-like depression.

  On the armor comparable to a huge shield, you can see the moiré engraved on it, as well as exotic text, marking the serial number of this armor.

  Yofuotu.

  The armors all over the Land of Lamentation are all from the Yufu Tu in Nine Summers. They are garrisoned in the depths of this darkness, waiting for the moment when the shadows emerge.

  Whenever I see these huge groups, I can't help but feel humble. Compared with them, all of these are so small.

  The armor technology of cleaning organs originated from Jiu Xia, and in the following time, the armor technology of the two moved towards different differences. Although with the mechanical technology of Inervig, Jiu Xia started too late after all.

These UFOs are very cumbersome. Compared with the third-generation armors, they hardly have much advantage. But what is important is that these UFOs are completely mechanical and do not use any magical materials, plus antimemetic and Holy silver plating, in the battle with demons, they can more steadily maintain their sanity under erosion, this is a heavy fortress.

As for the shortcomings of the single capability, Jiuxia also has corresponding countermeasures. Heavier armor, complex antimemetic warheads, and a huge number. In the group battle, the Ubud with artillery fire is far better than the third-generation armor station. Much can be done.

   "How about the experiment?"

  Galahad asked.

"Yes, it doesn't have any magical materials in itself, and the interior is completely'vacuum', plus antimemetic and holy silver, even if I invade it, it will take a little bit more effort, but it's just a few. After breaking the armor, The vacuum is broken, and the driver in it is easily defeated."

  The figure of Watson appeared under the Ubud, and she followed him all the time.

  She is also a sublimated existence. Watson's attack on these Ubuds can be speculated to a certain extent when facing Roger and Adron.

   "If it is facing the existence of Roger and Adren, it can only ensure that the Ubud will not be damaged too quickly, just like the violent suppressor that was eroded before."

  Recalling the report of the attack on the sinking area, the rioters had no room for resistance in the face of erosion, and were disintegrated in an instant, and these Ubuds would effectively slow them down.

  "How about against ordinary monsters?"

  Galahad asked again.

"It's very effective. The erosion of monsters will be greatly weakened, and its own armor will also effectively resist monsters. The main flexibility is not high, and it cannot respond and adjust in time like the third-generation armor... But the positioning of this weapon, It should be a battle of positions, guarding important streets, no demon can break through its defenses."

  Watson gently stroked the cold metal, which was covered with nine summer-style engravings.

   "Besides, it is enough to do this."

  Galahad agreed with Watson with silence.

When the war breaks out, the battlefield will be divided into two parts. One is facing Roger and Adren. In the high-intensity erosion, they will find a way to kill them. The other is the old dunling. The aftermath of the erosion is destined to be Proliferation, a large number of humans will be alienated into demons. In this densely populated city, a large number of troops are needed to suppress these violent demons.

  The existence of the Ubuds is for these reasons. They need to control the city and keep it under control at all times.

  "Have you visited the industrial zone?" Galahad said.

   "Look, it was indeed the two of them fighting each other. After they died physically, they began a dispute of nothingness, and the remnants of erosion continued to rise into the sky."

   Watson said cautiously.

  "The power brought by sublimation is far beyond imagination. It is more to make consciousness into nothingness, and even become the existence of a spiritual body, only certifying will and changing the world."

"you mean?"

  "Like the watchmen, they are emptiness spirit bodies. When they need to interfere in the world, they become solidified bodies. At that time, our enemies may also be the watchmen who descend from the sky."

  For those faceless angels, Watson knew very well, she had fought with these existences from the earliest, until later she knew the truth about them.

  The demon hunters who have lost themselves, even so, still perform their duty of keeping watch.

  "The next step is to contact the outside world. Have you chosen the candidate?" Watson said.

   "Well, I have already found it. In fact, you should have seen this person."

  Galahad whispered the name, and under Watson’s iron face, she remained silent for a while, and she later realized.

   "Did you make such a plan long ago?"

   "How is it possible, it's just that this guy simply wants to retire, and was incorporated into the scavenger department ahead of time, and then it's routine, elimination of traces, antimemetic influence, etc..."

  Galahad showed an ugly smile.

   "I guess he must be in a bad mood now, he finally escaped and was caught back again."

  (End of this chapter)