Ember Gun

  Chapter 673 Stairway to Heaven

  Ascent!

   Hole through heavy rain and dark clouds, leaving behind the war-burning city.

  Ascent!

  Across the dense clouds of thunder, the rumbling sound gradually fades away.

  Ascent!

   keeps rising.

  Rising from the gloom of the trough, through the layers of difficulties and obstacles, it continues to rise, until it reaches the end of the sky, the end of sublimation shrouded in radiance.

  Place yourself on the golden earth.

   "It's so beautiful..."

  The evil voice exudes distortion and distortion, and he speaks with emotion.

  His body is covered with gray hard, glowing with metallic luster, like scales, layered on top of each other to form a living armor.

   had huge wings, and the wings were still stretched, until the bulging meat buns were all burst, and the four smaller wings spread out above and below the wings, and the six wings swayed, as if to cover the sky.

  The tail is dragged with a slender, sword-like tail, and the nails are replaced by sharper claws, just like a dragon in mythology, but this dragon has a head similar to a human.

Familiar faces flashed above the head. Sometimes it was Adren, sometimes Roger, and sometimes other faces. His appearance seemed to be unfixed, and all his appearances were those swallowed by Him. Join this The person of grand sublimation.

   At the same time that his face flashed, his face was constantly shattering. In the broken space, there was the darkness exposed, and in the darkness, there were scarlet eyes peeking into the world.

  Perhaps the most beautiful scenery in the world, even such a monster can't help but sigh.

  The six wings flapped slowly, making it stagnant in the sky, and beneath Him was the rolling sea of ​​clouds, which were evenly covered with sight, and golden sunlight was reflected on them, like a golden earth.

When    raises his head, it is the dark sky, the edge of which is overly clear, the green light continuously surrounds it, and the whole world is contained in the bag.

  The stars have also become clearly visible, this time there is no barrier between Him and Him.

  The air became thin and it was difficult to breathe, but this was not an impact on him. The real impact was the pain from the depths of his mind. Antimeme raged and suppressed his power.

  The attack of the watchers worked, and a spiked sword that fell along with it, tore through Roger's body, almost crushing his will, just like the story in the past.

At that time, humans seemed to be so short of the last sword that they could completely exile the Unspeakable, and so did Edron. If the last sword could fall, he might really kill Roger and cut off the last "path". , But Adren failed, giving Roger a chance to survive.

  No... is to give the unspeakable a chance.

  So he became Him.

Roger’s consciousness was completely shattered, and he was taken over by the scarlet eyes hidden in the darkness. He was chaos and disorder, and the power he presented was only driven by instinct. The instinct of beasts made him realize, He needed a little bit of "intelligence" to take over all of this, so he kneaded these broken consciousnesses together to shape him today.

  Under the body, the forbidden power is rolling. He is not eager to continue to spread the disaster and make everyone join this grand sublimation. Instead, he breathes, trying to remove the pain in the body.

  The invisible sword runs through his consciousness, only the last one can kill him completely. Now he needs to stay away from the battlefield and let himself heal.

  Besides, it looks really good here.

   Quiet and long, joyful emotions spread from the broken consciousness. It seems that Roger and Adron, and the "personality" of many broken consciousnesses, they also like this scene very much.

  Also, this is a beautiful scenery that mortals can hardly glimpse all their lives, as if this is the real paradise.

The sea of ​​pure white clouds rolled quietly, stirring the sunlight, and the scorching sun hung high in the dark colors. It was so bright that it was difficult to look directly at it. It could only be tilted to the beginning, feeling its temperature, hot and scorching, falling on the scales. There was a slight but comfortable tingling pain.

  Most of the sounds have disappeared, even the sound of the wind has become thinner, so beautiful, so...

   Suddenly, there was a fine noise in the long silence. He turned his head, but did not find the direction of the noise. Then he felt pain, and the sting of the sun gradually became hot, and finally turned into a blazing pain.

  His figure began to sway, leaning to one side, only to see that countless breaches were also burned on the wings, and large tracts of flesh and blood mixed with blood fell.

what happened?

  He thought so, and then another fiery stream of fire went from bottom to top, it broke through the golden earth and pierced into heaven.

The six wings shook, and he easily avoided the incoming fire, and then the clouds were stirred, something was moving at high speed, he tried to catch up with the figure, but only saw a swift flash of light, which cut through the clouds. Hanging high above the head.

  He raised his head and revealed his vicious minions, each of which was like a sharp sword, with a sharp sharp piercing gaze.

  But the flash of light overlapped with the scorching sun, the momentary strong light made him see nothing, and then the sound of anger sounded.

  The huge steel blade pierced his chest, and then the heavy armor slammed into his body. The raging flame followed the figure, carrying him to smash the golden ground, straight into the rolling thundercloud below.

  He tried to pull away the powerful enemy, but the opponent grabbed him tightly, and the iron feathers gathered up like a falling spear.

  The two fell like this, escaping from heaven and falling into the rolling thunderclouds.

The golden world disappeared, and it turned into a dark and cold storm. He waved his sharp claws and stirred up dazzling sparks and deep dents on the armor. The next blazing white fireworks ignited from under the body and exploded. His fireworks pushed the armor away and threw it away from a distance, and he also got rid of the shackles and regained his freedom.

   "Sad mortals..."

  He looked at the falling flameholder, the firework on his back was about to ignite, but it finally went out weakly.

In order to support it to reach here, the fuel in the fuel tank has long been used up, but it still has spare fuel tanks, but it is prepared for a safe landing. Once this is used, no matter what the outcome of the battle is, hold the flame. Both will stall and crash into the ground.

   Continue to fight, or flee?

  He waited for the response of the flame holder, witnessing its fall and death, his flashing face showed a mocking look, but the next second he was pulled with great force, and the pain of flesh and blood broke from his limbs.

  Unbalance, then fall.

  In the chaotic vision, He saw a line penetrating the clouds and mist.

  In the confrontation just now, not only was the great sword pierced through his body, but also the nailed cable pierced through it. The flame bearer pulled him and recovered the cable while the distance between the two continued to shrink.

The same blazing fireworks ignited on the body of the flame bearer. It grabbed the cable and fired at him. One after another, the stream of fire was released in a rapid fall. Some passed him, and some hit precisely. A new round of fireworks ignited under the wound left by the big sword on his chest.

   is meaningless, such an offensive is meaningless, just destroying his body.

  He also uttered thunderous roars, and the sharp claws cut the cable and got rid of the shackles of the flame holder, but this distance was enough for the flame holder.

  The fuel tank on his back fell off and fell towards the clouds. The spare fuel tank was activated and burned, slowing down the falling figure of the flame bearer, and then he counterattacked.

   "Fight for you?"

  His face finally froze on "Roger Cruz", showing sharp claws like a sword, and flew toward the flame holder.

In his view, the flame bearer in front of him is just the same body. Lorenzo is hiding somewhere on the ground, using [Gap] to remotely control this body, otherwise it will not give up so simply to spare. Fuel, completely abandon everything to fight against it in the sky.

  The two collided back and forth. The flame holder obviously knew the fuel consumption. It only started to advance when necessary. Most of the time, it used its wings to glide, control the figure, and chase him.

In a blink of an eye, the great sword was covered with sunken scars. In another slash filled with sparks, the great sword could no longer maintain its strength, and completely shattered. The flame holder still stubbornly swung the broken sword, fiercely. Hit him.

  Separated again, the thunder roaring beside him, singing music for this brilliant decisive battle.

Another thunderbolt passed by, like a blazing white snake wandering in the sky, the flame bearer threw a broken sword, the cold metal spinning, and then the thunder connected with it, and the blazing white snake followed the steel , As it cut into his flesh and blood, the sky full of thunder roared.

  Thunder light entangled and made a sharp cry, as if there were thousands of crows flying and wailing.

The scale armor was scorched black, leaving a fine, red texture. He swallowed blood and thick smoke, and threw a raging fire toward the flame holder, igniting the steel armor, tearing the heavy and strong Metal.

  This is a decisive battle that no one knows. In the rainy old Dunling, some people raised their heads and tried to chase the figure of the flame bearer, but they could only see the fireworks going straight into the sky, and then disappeared.

  Now there are only thunders between the clouds, the light is flashing, using the black clouds as the drawing board and the white thunder as the paintbrush, in the cruel coldness, outlines the figures of the monsters.

  They chase each other as described in the ancient murals, waving their claws and fangs, trying to put each other to death.

Eventually they smashed through the dense thunderclouds and once again appeared above the old Dunling. The heavy rain fell on the hot armor and stirred up white smoke, but soon the squally wind caused by the high-speed movement was convoluted and dissipated. .

  The two followed closely, fell down, and lifted up suddenly when they were almost hitting the ground.

  Another cable grabbed him, the flame bearer followed him closely, and the burning fire on his back was sandwiched between the wings, like burning wings of light.

  They swept across the streets, and the glass along the way shattered one after another, and the rolling wind engulfed the broken shards, and then set off the stagnant water on the street and gathered huge waves.

During the fight, he smashed into the towering building, and the flame bearer followed him and ran into it. There was a continuous flash of fire between the floors, the building shook slightly, and then the other end was broken open. The Flames swung a dagger and cut deeply into his body, leading him out of the building.

But in the same way, his sharp claws easily penetrated under the armor of the flame holder, and twisted it with a little force. The broken metal was like a twisted human body, and the liquid of unknown color overflowed from the power tube, just like holding the flame. The blood of the flame was spread all over his body.

  The flame bearer tried to counterattack, but hidden away from the battle, the secret sword that had not been used was pierced at this moment.

  The secret sword was glowing with silver white, and saw the sharp tail blade jerked up, cutting off most of the iron feathers of the flame holder, and then pierced into the waist and abdomen from the side, and then pierced out from the other end.

  The original sin armor struggled a few times, stopped, and the spare fuel seemed to run out, the fire was extinguished a few times, and finally extinguished completely.

  The flame bearer lost his power in the air and was caught by him. With the grip, the claws were deeply sinking into the armor, almost crushing the flame bearer.

  Waving six wings, He drags the flame holder to fly high, then releases and throws it down.

  The flame bearer also tried to resist, but in the face of this existence that can continuously deform and extend, the original sin armor can do it, after all, it is not as good as him.

When it fell, it hit the Dunling Pagoda, and then slid all the way, falling from the edge of the Dunling Pagoda, and then it was penetrated by the flying over him. At the same time it was nailed to death, it went all the way down the tower, and it was broken. Know how much steel and masonry fell in the ruins on the side of the street in the fireworks and stagnant water.

  The fighting of the monsters seems to have really ended with the fall of one party.

  As the dust was washed away by the heavy rain, the flame bearer fell into the ruins like the corpse of a giant. After a while, he slowly fell and came next to the corpse.

  He won, but it was not easy to win.

  Her horrible body is also covered with various scars. Among the six wings, several of the wings have been broken, and some have been cut off, leaving only the creeping section of the flesh and blood.

  The same is true for the bones above his torso. His chest is sunken, and there are wounds left by the big sword. There is still a little fire inside, which is difficult to extinguish.

But the most deadly thing is the pain in the depths of his mind. The cannibalization from antimemetic and the fight with the flame bearer made him have no time to recover from his mental injuries. Although his body is strong, his consciousness is always there. In a broken state.

  The tail blade flicked and cut open the chest of the flame bearer. Just as he thought, there was a blank under the body. Lorenzo was using the [Gap] to control the flame bearer to fight against him.

  After all, mortals don’t have the courage to face Him.

  He laughed, the line of sight was suddenly attracted by a touch of scarlet, the tail blade slowly lifted, and scarlet blood remained on the sharp edge. He didn't know if it was his own, or said...

He walked a few steps forward and stood on top of the corpse of steel. He looked at the cut inside, which was covered with bulging and broken metal. The skeleton was also twisted and overflowing with blood under the intense combat. .

  This...this may be the blood of the original sin armor. After all, this armor is a mixture of demonic flesh and steel. He thought so, but soon almost tore the pain of consciousness, shattering all his ideas.

  The swift spike sword first cut off his only wings, causing him to lose the ability to move at high speed, and then pierced from his back, penetrated his heart, and protruded from his chest.

   "Lorenzo... Holmes!"

  Face flashed back, and he roared loudly, opened Lorenzo with his claws, and threw him to the other end of the ruins.

  A huge amount of blood overflowed along the wound, the flesh and blood squirmed, trying to heal the body, but the nail sword carried a very poisonous, poisoning all the power of regeneration, and breaking through the shackles of flesh and blood, poisoning his consciousness.

   "This is really a big gamble, right?"

  Lorenzo stood up swayingly, holding the nail sword in one hand and covering his abdomen with the other.

  The secret sword that pierced through the flame bearer also scratched Lorenzo hidden in it. As long as it was a little bit further, it could pierce through with its own spine.

  Both monsters were scarred, the heavy rain washed the blood on them, lightning and thunder.

The arm holding the nail sword trembled slightly, and countless lines were slowly cracked on the blood-lost arm, and blood overflowed from under the broken epidermis, but soon, it was as if blood was drained, only scarlet was left. one slice.

   "Actually, I don't think I can win, this kind of thing is still too luck, not to mention, my luck has never been very good."

Lorenzo staggered and walked towards him. He tried to struggle, but this last sword was like detonating all the previous injuries. One after another wounds that should have been healed split open. Excessive blood overflowed. The stagnant water under my feet was dyed crimson.

  He let out a low roar, and besides the physical pain, his consciousness was also on the verge of shattering, and the scar that had cut into his consciousness began to agitate, almost tearing him apart.

   "It's like self-hypnosis. They think I can win, so I want to show them."

Countless faces flashed in Lorenzo’s mind, and flashed back on his face, and the face that flashed back was shattered. He was severely injured and could no longer maintain such a disguise, exposing it. The true face of chaos and disorder.

On   's pale face, one hundred eyes kept opening and closing. He swayed his claws towards Lorenzo, trying to kill him, and Lorenzo also speeded up his pace, and finally ran quickly.

  He roared loudly, as if to pour out all the resentment and anger.

  Holding the nail sword high, his movements did not hide the slightest, and at this moment he did not have much power to cover up, just simply raising the sword and slashing.

  Hundreds of scarlet eyes opened, and the figure of Lorenzo swinging a sword was reflected in it. At the same time, the slender tail flicked the secret sword and cut it down according to Lorenzo's head.

   "Blood feud!"

  The two blades passed by, and the trajectory did not overlap. They both wanted to kill each other. This desire to kill is so fierce, they didn't want to do any block or avoidance, and gave everything to the blade in their hands.

   "Blood debt!"

The nail sword carries a huge amount of withering power, as long as it hits it can completely kill him, and the secret sword also makes waves of howling, almost touching Lorenzo's neck, but the secret sword stagnates in the air for the next second. In the illusion, she could no longer cut it down, and in the illusion, she could see the secret sword with her other hands. She was hiding in the deep darkness, and it was not revealed until this moment.

  In a daze, Lorenzo seemed to see Watson smiling at himself, while he was breathing sullenly, using all his strength to send out the nail sword in his hand.

   "Blood compensation!"

  The nail sword cuts down the head and penetrates the heart. Lorenzo completes the last sword for Adren.

  Just like the final execution, the scar engraved into the soul was detonated, and his figure froze in place, and then endless blood spurted out from countless wounds.

  The scarlet blood fled from the shell, and there were thousands of angels fleeing with them, waving their wings, struggling to escape from the dark cage and return to freedom.

Lorenzo let go of the broken spiked sword, and his arms holding the sword hung weakly. He raised his head and watched the angels leave. Then the thundercloud sky collapsed and a golden light fell. It's like a ladder to heaven.

  　, here is a song by Amway, StairwayToHeaven of Zeppelin

  (End of this chapter)