Ember Gun

  Chapter 332 Hypothesis

Under the dark night, a few raindrops fell, followed by the majestic heavy rain, dragging the entire old Dunling into the hazy world again, and in this hazy night, the iron snake rushed forward, passing through After countless buildings and guards, it slowly stopped.

   "So what did Arthur call us to do?"

  Kestrel walked down the iron snake first, took an umbrella, and followed the robin and the shrike behind him.

   "Defense." Shrike replied briefly.

  Although they are both high-ranking knights, the Shrike has far more power than the Kestrel and others.

  The robin turned his head and looked at the thunderstorm cloud dome, accompanied by the flashing white, the war airship left one black silhouette after another in the night sky, like the giant whale cruising in the sky.

This kind of bad weather has a great impact on war airships, and they may fall if you are not careful. Therefore, war airships should be parked in the airport for maintenance when the rainy season comes, but now they appear in batches, in order to reduce the risk, all low-altitude flights write.

   "Defense? What to defend against." Kestrel asked.

  This is the old Dunling, and now they are located in the Black Mountain Hospital. Although the Kestrel also hates this place, it is safe enough for the scientific research institution of the cleansing agency, and he does not understand what to defend.

   "If something happens, you will know what to defend. Now what you need is to assign work and stand guard."

  Shrike said as he motioned a few people to follow.

  He didn't intend to say anything more, but the damp evening breeze brought the deadly chill, and it seemed that something was coming, breaking the rain.

  Kestrel turned his head and looked at the night sky. As the thunder passed by, one after another ferocious armor was hung in the air. They landed from the war airship and sank into the darkness below.

  For a while, the Kestrel couldn't help feeling a little suffocated. There were so many armors, it seemed that all the armors that had been cleaned up had been transferred here, and he couldn't imagine what they were going to face next.

  Shrike moved forward without looking back. He knew more information than the Kestrel, and he also understood how fast the production speed of the three generations of armor under the blessing of industrial technology was.

  In the never-sleeping furnace of the Mechanic Academy, they created an army of steel.

   "Are everyone in place?"

  Gawain walked out in the darkness, and Percival with a smile was still followed by him. This woman seemed to have a nerve problem, never knowing the so-called seriousness and fear.

   "In place."

Shrike reported to him that in this short period of time, the Black Mountain Hospital had been built into an extremely strong fortress. In the shadows, the steam engine was running at low power, and hot steam gushing out between the gaps in the armor. The sculpture is average, but as a dead sculpture, it can come alive at any time, swinging the heavy sword at the enemy.

   "What are we guarding against? Lorenzo Holmes?"

Shrike asked suddenly. It was not that he did not want to answer the Kestrel. In fact, Shrike himself didn’t know this. He was still dealing with the weapon fight in Xiacheng a few hours ago. He was transferred here in a blink of an eye. There is the elite power in the old Dunling.

   "The Protestant Mission." Gao Wen said.

  Shrike's expression seemed a little surprised. He thought that the Protestant Order and the Elimination Organization were already in a cooperative relationship, but the situation before him seemed to be going to war.

"The Protestant Order has lost the "Revelation". In this case, they do not have the ability to recreate the secret blood, which means that their demon hunters are limited. If I were the new pope, no matter what the price was paid, we It also needs to regain the ability to recreate the secret blood, or another power that can replace the secret blood." Gao Wen said.

   "Pseudo Holy Grail." Shrike couldn't help feeling a chill.

"Yes, that's it. The current performance of the Protestant Group is very strange. He helped us contain Lorenzo Holmes, but he didn't ask for anything in terms of research. Do you think it is possible for them to give up this pseudo-Holy Grail? Impossible, and we will not allow the false Holy Grail to return to the gospel church by purging institutions.

  The best result was negotiation, and the worst result was that the Protestant regiment regained the false Holy Grail by force. "

   "But this is the old Dunling." Shrike couldn't believe that the Protestant group would really go crazy enough to fight the cleansing organs in the old Dunling.

   "But the other party is a Protestant group. They are all demon hunters, demon hunters similar to Lorenzo." Gawain's voice looked a little cold.

"Before, our interests were the same. They were all to contain Lorenzo, an unstable existence. Now that Lorenzo has been contained, we will never reach an agreement on the distribution of his interests, so we can only resolve it by force. I really hope that Arthur's conjecture is wrong. Starting a war in Old Dunling will only create a **** tragedy."

Gao Wen sighed. It was late at night. The knights who cleaned the organization silently took over the entire Black Mountain Hospital. The sound of steel rubbing could be faintly heard. The large Geiger counter was transported by the iron snake and placed in every corner. , Strengthening monitoring.

"There are many defensive facilities in the Black Mountain Hospital, but most of them are used to resist ordinary people... Actually, you have discovered the shrike too. Your impression of the Black Mountain Hospital is very strange. You know its existence, but you can't remember the specifics. Location." Gao Wen said.

  Shrike nodded. Every time he came here, he was transported by an iron snake, as if there was a cloud of unknowable fog. Only by following the railroad tracks could you not get lost.

   "Wait, is this strange effect one of the defenses?" Shrike only realized it at this time.

   "Yes, this technology was brought by Nine summers together with armor technology, but our research on it is very slow, and it is so slow that it can only be used to limit ordinary people."

  Gawain and Shrike said as they marched, Percival still had that demented smile, as if these things had nothing to do with her.

"This kind of thing is called antimeme and it is brought by the people of Nine Summers. They think that the erosion of demons is a kind of memetic pollution, which can be transmitted between any media. Antimeme is to reverse the memetic pollution. Strength, unfortunately, Jiuxia is too far from Inervig. It is said that every voyage to arrive here takes several years. It is difficult for us to communicate efficiently in this regard."

   "Black Mountain Hospital is an antimemetic?" Shrike asked.

"Accurately speaking, it is an experiment on antimemetic, but this technology is currently in charge of scavengers. The information related to the Black Mountain Hospital is the information of this specific antimemetic. It will erase the human perception of the Black Mountain Hospital, just like Like you, you probably know that there is such a thing, but it's more in-depth, but you don't know it." Gao Wen said.

"How did you do it... heavy rain." Shrike wanted to ask how the scavengers exerted this antimemetic power on everyone, but thinking of the way those people deal with demons, Shrike seemed to guess Arrived.

  "After being refined by alchemy, antimemetic potions are injected into the pillars of the furnace, as the steam diffuses above the clouds, and then descends, baptizing everyone."

   Gao Wen couldn't help feeling shocked when he thought of this. After so many years of hard work, the old Dunling is a fortress in a practical sense, blocking madness from the walls of reason.

  "I should not have the authority to know this, especially about antimeme." Shrike was alert.

  "It’s okay. Our research on antimeme is far less advanced than the original sin armor. So far it cannot be weaponized, but why tell you this..."

  Gawain stopped suddenly and stood still looking at the shrike.

  "The current situation is very critical. Both we and the Protestant Group know what the other side thinks. We all want to hold the false Holy Grail firmly in our hands. Disputes about it are bound to erupt, but we don’t know how it will erupt.

The short-term cooperation between the Cleansing Organization and the Protestant Group has ended, and the next may be the start of a war... Each of us may die. After all, we are just mortal bodies. Compared with the demon hunters, we are too fragile. NS. "

   "What do you want to do?" Shrike felt a little pressure.

"The Demon Hunter has a very strong individual combat capability. According to our discussion, it is very likely that the Protestant Religion will fully use this ability to conduct beheading operations. If Arthur dies, I will be responsible for directing the battle. If I die Now, the command will be given to you, Shrike."

  Gawain's eyes were cold and emotionless, and Shrike suddenly remembered Joey's evaluation of him at that time.

Gawain is a pure soldier, carrying out the orders of steel. For all of this, he turned himself into a machine. Under the order, he showed no mercy to anyone, just like the ones he killed in front of Joey. Like a child, Gawain is still so cruel and ruthless even when facing himself.

  "Go and prepare, Shrike, Merlin has arrived at the Black Mountain Hospital. The formal research on the pseudo-Holy Grail will begin tomorrow. If I were a Protestant group, that would be the best time to launch an attack."

  Gawain bid farewell to the Shrike. He and Percival continued to move forward. Their actions tonight could not be hidden from the sight of the Protestant Group. Of course, they had never thought of hiding the movement of the original sin armor. This was more like a threat.

   However, although the number of three-generation armors is large enough, they are still inferior to the first-generation armors in combat. Gawain and Percival who can drive the first-generation armors are currently the highest combat power here.

   "Oh, I thought you would transfer the command to me." Percival said.

   "You? As long as you can be more serious, I will do it, but you are not reliable at all, Percival."

  Gawain never considered his partner. After spending so long with him, he knew exactly what kind of guy his partner was.

  Percival smiled, the air was full of rust, as if leaning a blade corroded by blood in the corner, but the woman didn't care, she seemed to have no emotion of fear.

  The war airship skimmed above the Black Mountain Hospital at low altitude, and cable after cable hung from the darkness. The dark object fell on the ground, causing a slight vibration.

   Arthur stood by the window looking at the original sin armors that had arrived. Thick steam overflowed from the darkness with the rotation of the engine. The rising steam connected the rain curtain and engulfed the entire Black Mountain Hospital.

   "It feels really bad, like war is approaching."

  Merlin sat while looking at the information. He did not look at the things outside the window, but the faint vibrations from the ground kept coming, and he knew exactly what had arrived here.

"Yes, adult intrigue is really embarrassing. We know that the Protestant Mission is in the embassy and are planning something, but we can’t blow it up directly. After all, we are still cooperating with the Protestant Mission. After conflicts, this will rise to the national level.” Arthur said.

   "So this is politics?"

  Merlin was reading the content of the Ranger's plan and talking to Arthur at the same time.

"No way, we represent an organization, a country, not an individual. If it's an individual, I will bring the knife to the door now. Of course, I may not be able to defeat those demon hunters." Arthur said that it was not funny. Jokes.

   "Before the Protestant group officially attacked, we had no formal reason to attack them, not to mention, they are all demon hunters, and it is not clear who will kill them."

   "It's really troublesome... In fact, I think this is what the Protestant Group has always wanted to do. All of this is part of their conspiracy." Merlin said.

"I just hope that all of our guesses are wrong. The Protestant Mission really wants to cooperate with us, rather than eager to return to the glory of the past." Arthur asked, "For the study of the pseudo-Holy Grail, how are you going? NS?"

"With a general idea, from the information given to me by Dean Abigail, Lorenzo may have forgotten information about the pseudo-Holy Grail in the psychological defense mechanism, and the existence of the pseudo-Holy Grail is very likely. Not a physical form, but some kind of nothingness...spiritual body."

  Merlin raised his head and looked at Arthur. As an alchemist, he had a lot of novel guesses from this information.

  "Spirit, will, and spirit, in fact, these things can be classified into one category, which is called the soul."

   "It looks like this is beyond your knowledge?" Arthur said.

  Merlin nodded, then continued.

"The most popular manifestation of alchemy is on metal. The soul of metal is the'color' and'ze'. Therefore, it kills the humble metal, and then resurrects it into expensive sacredness, from'death' to ' Resurrection', perfecting everything in the soul, so sublimation, before reaching the gate of truth.

  Understand and refactor.

  The same is true for replacing it with a human soul, but you also know that alchemy has fallen, and the so-called alchemy soul only exists in the records of broken pages, and no one has actually seen all this in the past 100 years. "

  Merlin drank, her hollow eyes staring at her pale skin.

   "I once tried to'sublimate' myself, and as you saw it, I became such a person, not a ghost or a ghost."

   He sighed as he spoke, Merlin was pursuing the truth, and for all this he didn't mind putting himself in the furnace.

  "If the pseudo-Holy Grail is really some kind of spirit body, I suspect that Lorenzo himself is the pseudo-Holy Grail."

   "What did you say?" Arthur asked.

"Remember Lorenzo's statement? The experiment on the pseudo-Holy Grail was in the well of sublimation in the Temple of Silence. Judging from the information he gave us at the time, the secret blood was refined through that thing called the well of sublimation. On the night of Holy Prosperity, the old religious group may have carried out a sublimation of the human body, freed from the shackles of material, solidified the spirit, and constructed a spiritual body that can get rid of the material body.

  But the emptiness of the spirit body is no longer controllable, so they recreated a shell that can control the spirit body...or rather, a cage. "

  "Do you think that was the birth of the pseudo-Holy Grail?"

   Arthur's eyes sharpened, as if he was only one step away from the truth of the mystery, but Merlin's next words extinguished his enthusiasm.

   "It's just a guess, after all, the formal experiment will not begin tomorrow."

   There is no emotional change on Meilin’s young face. This is the price of his failure in the experiment, but fortunately, he is still alive and has the opportunity to witness it all.

  "This is scientific research, Arthur, put forward hypotheses, verify hypotheses, and then overthrow previous accumulations, and build new cognition on the ruins."

   "However, I have some objections to Abigail's hypothesis." Merlin continued.

  "She said that because the night of Saint Prophet had too much impact on Lorenzo, even his iron will could not help but choose to forget those things, but is it possible that this is not his fault?"

   "What do you want to say?"

"Suppose, this is just a hypothesis, even now we don’t know the nature of the pseudo-Holy Grail, don’t we? All intelligence depends on the Protestant Mission, and we can’t be sure whether he is deceiving us... If Lorenzo is talking about those things Was his forgetting caused by the pseudo-Holy Grail?"

  Merlin looked directly at Arthur, her abyss-like eyes seemed to swallow Arthur.

"Don’t you think it’s weird? The fire on Shenglin Night destroyed all the information. Do you think fireworks can really destroy everything? Or is there someone secretly destroying information about that Shenglin Night, if you say Protestantism? If Tuan didn't lie in this regard, there may be another weirder possibility.

  Such as antimemetics. "

  Arthur's heart instantly cooled down, and under Merlin's guidance, he suddenly thought of a lot.

   "Interesting hypothesis..."

"Accurately speaking, it is a frightening hypothesis," Merlin said blankly. "If this hypothesis is correct, then everything has a reasonable explanation. Contrary to the [Holy Grail], the pseudo-Holy Grail is extremely powerful. With its antimemetic nature, all information related to it is erased under the action of this antimem...

  Do you think Lorenzo Holmes, that monster-like guy will really be defeated by tragedy? No, his memory is likely to have been deliberately forgotten due to the nature of antimemetic. "

  The muscles of Merlin's face were pulled vigorously, and under the calm words, his expression was filled with ferocious excitement.

   "But it doesn't matter, there will be an answer tomorrow."

  He stretched out his finger and tapped his head.

   "It's all here, all the secrets are in Lorenzo Holmes's mind, in the deepest part of his soul."

  (End of this chapter)