Ember Gun

  Chapter 697 Gap【Natsume and Madara's Leader】

  The once prosperous and sacred Cathedral of Saint Nalo was completely swallowed by fire at this moment, and everything that was touched by the line of sight was covered with a layer of scarlet, as if blood was soaking on it.

  The fire light distorted the surrounding things slightly, turning into fangs and claws. It seems that the dead are alive at this moment, hideous and terrifying, whispering a forbidden curse.

   "Probably... the real **** is nothing more than that."

  The demon hunter dragged his injured foot and moved forward with difficulty.

  Hot smoke was floating in the air, and breathing became difficult. Every time he swallowed, it seemed as if a hot sharp knife passed through his throat. He coughed a few times, and blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.

  The gray walls were burnt black, and the metal products began to burn red and melt. The candles scattered on the stairs had already turned into hot wax oil, mixed with blood.

As the Demon Hunter of the Protestant Order, he only heard about the legendary Night of the Holy Prophet, and didn't know the whole picture, but he guessed that what he experienced now might not be the same as the Night of the Holy Prophet. the difference.

  Another holy night.

  Think about his excitement. This is like the holy war recorded in ancient books. Now he is on this battlefield, fighting the devil.

  This is a great honor. He greedily enjoys this fear and glory, and refuses to share it with anyone.

  Perhaps this is the power of faith, or...blind and stupid madness.

  This kind of madness made the demon hunter not afraid of the heavy fireworks and hatred, but made him high in fighting spirit, holding the warhammer in his hand, looking forward to smashing the terrifying heads one after another.

  The secret blood is constantly rising, without the shackles of the silver bolt. It is very simple for him to step into the threshold, as long as he makes up his mind.

  The body's self-healing began to accelerate, and the stumbling right foot gradually stabilized, and finally moved forward steadily as if it had never been injured.

  Fireworks clustered on his body, they were almost condensed into substance, like some kind of glowing crystal, wrapped around the demon hunter's body, wriggling.

   The majestic strength is blessed on the body, making him more powerful, and his expression is like a beast.

A harsh whistle sounded, and the wall on one side was knocked open. The vague black shadow directly slammed into the demon hunter. With the rolling fireworks, the incoming demon can barely be seen clearly, but you don’t have to wait for it to get close to the demon hunter. , Just hearing a roar, it was pushed away.

  Power Michael.

   The ultimate fireworks erupted from the body of the demon hunter, rolling up a blazing tornado in a narrow and confined space, and the raging flame pushed the demon, pushing it away while burning its body.

The body front facing the demon hunter's part was burnt clean in an instant, and the skin dissipated like broken dust, revealing scarlet flesh and blood. The flesh and blood did not support for too long. They were burnt black and shattered, and then they were scorched and shattered. It is blood vessels and bones.

  The blood was evaporated before it was scattered, and the bones began to collapse. The demon fell from the fire ball. It struggled to get up, but half of its body was destroyed by the high temperature in the moment of contact.

  Broken bones and charred internal organs are clearly visible, and the skull is also a piece of blood and blood, with only one one eye in the sticky blood, opening his eyes hard, peeping at the demon hunter.

  His eyes fell into darkness, and a heavy knock came from his ears.

  The demon hunter jumped up, stepped heavily on the demon's body, swung down the hammer, and smashed its head with a few cracks.

again.

  The heavy hammer fell, blood was splashing, he was like trying to pry open a can, constantly beating his head, listening to the sound of broken bones, watching the head collapse little by little, shattering into a vague blood stain.

The demon waved his claws and tried to resist, but was suppressed by the flames overflowing from the demon hunter, and pressed firmly on the ground. Each burning lasted only a few seconds, but in this short period of time, the fireworks were enough It left a huge wound.

  At first, it could resist a few times, but gradually it lost its power, as if it were dead, letting the demon hunter's hammer and fire bake until there was no more sound.

   "How many demons are there anyway?"

The demon hunter muttered to himself, since the beginning of the battle, they have killed countless monsters, but they are like endless. Whenever you think you can solve all this, they will always crawl out of the shadows again. .

  Sword-like claws broke through the fireworks and pierced out of the thick smoke.

  The demon hunter sideways avoided part of the attack, but there were still a few sharp claws that slapped him fiercely, bringing a large amount of blood.

  The fireworks spread, the thick smoke was lifted, and the line of sight became clear. He grabbed the blood-stained sword from the ground and strode forward.

The long sword block blocked the demon’s claws. The demon hunter did not retreat but moved forward. He slammed a heavy hammer on the side of the demon’s brain, splashing blood and meat, even the monster was here. Hit, the smashed head was dizzy.

  The demon hunter took this opportunity to swing his sword and pierced through the heart of the demon, and then the extreme high temperature erupted, burning the demon's chest into ashes in the sky.

  The whole chest collapsed under the high temperature, leaving only the broken and dying flesh and blood connecting his arms and hip bones, barely seeing a rough human form.

  The demon hunter turned abruptly, exhausted his whole body strength and swung the hammer. At the same time, the howling wind hit him, and something approached him at high speed.

The experience of fighting with monsters made him make a sophisticated prediction at this time. He only heard a muffled sound, and the hammer in his hand accurately met the attacking monster. The two intersected, and he could hear the detailed fragmentation. The sound, even the entire bone that was hit, began to break, and the heavy hammer continued to deepen, until a clear bulge was smashed from the back of the demon.

  Bounce off.

   Swinging the hammer, he smashed the demon against the blackened wall. After a sound, the crumbling wall collapsed, completely burying the demon who had been hit hard.

  The demon hunter stepped on the gravel and held the hammer. The blood ran down his arm, condensed on the hammer head, and then dripped.

With such a strong swipe, his arm was strained, and his skin was slightly open, revealing the flesh and blood under it, but this kind of injury is not a problem for him. With the blessing of the secret blood, all this can be cured quickly. , Not to mention that his secret blood is becoming more and more hot.

  This red hot blood.

More noise came from the red smoke and dust. Only then did the demon hunter wake up from the fury of killing. He moved quickly, picking up the weapons that could be used along the way, and using the tattered clothing to destroy them. Tied up and carried on one's back.

  Fr Anthony and other witch hunters are still guarding the gate of heaven. Judging from the intensity of the erosion right now, the Temple of Silence may have become a real hell, and they have to guard the gate of heaven anyway.

  Stepping across the stairs, the demon hunter in the dense smoke gradually saw the distant figure clearly.

   "Father!"

  He shouted loudly, and then he was choked into his throat by the smoke, coughing vigorously.

  Among the chaotic figures, Anthony slashed a demon and turned to look in the direction of the sound. He saw the figure of the demon hunter among the ruins, and then nodded at him.

  The demon hunter returned to his post. Right now, the Gate of Heaven is extremely chaotic, with rubble and corpses everywhere, and fireworks. The entire building is crumbling in the fierce battle, as if it will completely collapse in the next second.

"How's it going?"

  The demon hunter asked another demon hunter, who pulled the nail sword from the demon's body, looked at him, and said.

   "It's terrible, watch it for yourself!"

  He said and pointed to the front. The Demon Hunter followed his fingers and looked at the gate of heaven.

The once glorious and sacred door is now dilapidated, and it is full of cracks and gaps. The gap is large enough to allow a normal-sized adult to pass through. Under the gap is endless darkness and bursts of turbid black. Fog spilled out of it.

   "The gate of heaven has not been lost, but it cannot completely isolate everything like it did before."

  The other demon hunter has a low tone of voice, and his body is full of blood. I don't know how fierce battle he has experienced during the time that the demon hunter is away.

   "Block the door!"

  Anthony swings his sword and directs the survivors.

Most of the demon hunters survived the fierce battle, and the strong secret blood became their best refuge, but those templar knights who followed them were different. After all, mortal bodies could hardly be in hell. Zhong insisted that they were almost wiped out, only a few survived, and under Anthony's order, they withdrew from the Cathedral of San Nalo.

  This is no longer a battle that mortals can be involved in. They stay here just to die.

  The sound of crushing stones sounded, and the demon hunters labored to push the fallen stone pillar, trying to block the stone pillar in front of the gate of heaven, blocking the collapsed gap.

   "Should there be no demons appearing?" The demon hunter held the hammer and asked Anthony, "We have killed all the living creatures nearby!"

  Anthony was silent for a few seconds, and then said.

  "Don’t take it lightly, boy, all the living creatures here are killed, but where?"

  He raised the mottled nail sword and pointed it at the dark gap in the gate of heaven.

  Darkness grabs everyone's eyes, making it difficult for them to look away.

The demon hunter was stunned, the boiling blood stagnated at this moment, sinking into a slow cooling, the darkness was slowly creeping, like countless worms, and then bursts of black mist spread out, they were heavy , Clinging to the ground, like some kind of liquid.

   Then they heard it.

  This voice didn't come from my ears, it seemed to sound directly in my mind. There seemed to be hundreds of people and demons whispering evil curses and prophecies, with a slippery and greasy feeling of nausea.

   hallucinations? still is……

The witcher's gaze was dull, and then a pale arm appeared in his dull gaze. It stretched out from the darkness and grabbed the edge of the gap. A blood-like liquid dripped from the pale hand, but what was strange was that, Its color is not bright red, but a kind of corrupt gray-black, like the stagnant water of a corpse.

  Faced with this weird existence from the black fog, even Anthony was stunned for a while. He didn't know the situation in the stagnant temple, but he knew that the new pope was standing there.

   "Under the crown..."

  He opened his mouth and uttered this word with difficulty, but before the sound was fully uttered and sounded, a dazzling fire light passed by and hit the gap.

   "Demon!"

  The demon hunter roared, and the flames erupted, directly dispelling the black mist and lighting up the darkness of the gap.

  No one thought that his movements were so fast. While others were still hesitating, the hammer in his hand had already smashed the opponent's body, rolling fireworks on his body, thus also illuminating the visitors.

   "What exactly are you...?"

  The demon hunter looked at his pale and unfamiliar face, and his words were a little confused.

  Returning the soul corpse to show him a distorted and hateful smile, the next moment the same violent flames rose, pushing the demon hunter away and throwing it up.

  Fireworks are raging, reflecting everything.

Anthony also saw the posture of the soul-returning corpse at this time. His body was in shattered condition and had many scars. Some were very old, and some seemed to have just been slashed out. The most ferocious of them was along the neck. The scars cut by the Ministry left a huge wound on its chest, but instead of blood, what was flowing out of the wound was gray-black liquid and black mist slowly dissipating.

   "Under the crown, did you do this?"

   Anthony regained his composure, staring at the scar on the chest of the soul corpse, he whispered.

  There is no such weird thing in the Silent Temple, so there seems to be only one place for their source...The Well of Sublimation.

  Anthony didn’t know the full picture of the incident, but he also faintly guessed all the complicated things. He was a little sad for a while. The current situation is so crisis that the hordes of demon hunters are feeling difficult, so what about the new pope alone?

  He didn't dare to think about it anymore, but ordered loudly.

   "Keep the gate of heaven! Kill all those who try to leave!"

  The order was issued, and the demon hunters followed suit and attacked towards the soul corpse.

Fireworks splashed, swords blasted, and after the bursts of fire, the demon hunter waved his hammer and found a chance. A heavy hammer slammed on the head of the soul corpse, smashing the head into countless fragments, and then Anger burned the corpse dry.

  Returning to the soul corpse staggered back and fell into the darkness under the gaze of the demon hunters. They were relieved that such a weird existence was nothing.

  They are like strengthened demons, carrying their own powers, but judging from the current level of fighting, they are not a concern.

  Unlike others, Anthony did not relax because of this. He believed in the new pope and understood his hesitation and warning.

Others continued to push the stone pillars, trying to block the gap in the gate of heaven by the heavy boulder, but before they knew it, the thick black mist had spread, and they spread evenly on the ground, although it was very thin. But it does cover a large area.

   Then Anthony saw that in the darkness, there were more pale palms sticking out. They grabbed the gap in the door and crawled out of the dark abyss.

  One two......Three four......

   Countless soul-returning corpses squeezed each other, struggling to break through the gap, scrambling to crawl out of the darkness and come to this mortal world.

  (End of this chapter)