Ember Gun

  Chapter 468 Red News

Lorenzo walked to the empty street and sat down on a bench not far from the alley. The demons in the alley had been killed by him. The sharp spikes penetrated their hearts and connected the ridges of their heads. The bone was completely cut off.

  At this moment, they are nothing more than a lump of abominable flesh and blood, which exudes a disturbing aura, rotted and died little by little in the darkness.

Putting his hand into the pocket of his pajamas, Lorenzo rummaged and found a crumpled cigarette. After digging through his pockets, he could not find a lighter. He could only slightly trigger the secret blood, and the white fireworks ignited the tobacco with force. Breathing, vomiting and vomiting mist.

Lorenzo recognized the identities of these monsters from the wreckage of clothing on the floor. They were young people who were vomiting in his own home. When he saw them, there was no strangeness, and there was no erosion that could alienate human beings. Yuan, which means that they were twisted into this look by someone who appeared out of thin air.

Watson can do this. Lorenzo feels that if he guessed right, Watson turned one of the young people into her own carrier not long ago. She should have come to find herself, but she detonated when she didn’t know what happened. The erosion has turned these people into demons.

  In Lorenzo’s perception, Watson is not a casual killer, at least she would not use such a troublesome way to kill someone, so why does she alienate these people?

   Dealing with an enemy?

  Lorenzo speculated about what happened at that time.

  So why alienate human beings? Watson can use the [Gap] to fight...

  Lorenzo's thoughts suddenly stopped, and **** handwriting appeared before his eyes.

  "Don't use Gabriel..."

  Unless the enemy is in the [interval], the attack is invalid, or it cannot be defeated.

   "The Silent One."

  Lorenzo can only think of this title.

In his calculation, Watson invaded the body of a certain young man. She was about to come to find herself, but was blocked by the sudden emergence of the silent. [Gap] In the case of ineffective combat, she took these in order to repel the enemy. People are alienated into demons.

  So what about Watson?

  She is not here now, is she dead or escaped, why does she leave such a message?

  Lorenzo thought for a while, feeling anxious about facing the unknown.

He has faced the Silencer more than once. Although the monsters are terrible, they are not a fatal threat to Lorenzo. He may not be able to kill these monsters completely, but Lorenzo has the confidence to learn from them. Surviving under his hands, presumably Watson was the same, but this time it was different.

Lorenzo looked at the location of the alley, and his gaze fell back to the window in his room. The distance between the two was not too far, only tens of meters, even if Watson faced a powerful enemy like Lawrence. , Lorenzo felt that she had enough time to come to her and wake herself up.

  But Watson didn't do this, obviously she was so close to her, but she didn't ask for help from the beginning to the end, but left such warning writing.

  Lorenzo clenched his fists.

  This can only prove one point. The enemy is so powerful that Watson thinks that if he comes to him, he will also be involved in the crisis. The combined strength of the two may not be able to resist the enemy's offensive.

  There was no trace of another person at the scene, only the corpse of the demon in one place. With the warning in blood, Lorenzo guessed the nature of the enemy.

   is the Silent, but he is much stronger than the Silent that Lorenzo has seen. He still remembers those in Shermans’ notes. Knowledge is cursed. The more you know, the faster you will die.

Many times Lorenzo felt that he knew enough. In Maruri, he even called the Silent to come, but after doing this, he was not chased by the Silent, which made him suspicious. Shermans's notes are accurate, but after thinking about it, it seems reasonable again. After all, not everyone has the power like Lorenzo.

  He is a special case, a special case of surviving, and the special case needs to be dealt with by special means.

   "So Watson, did you find something? You found some extremely important information, so important that you saw an enemy like a nightmare?"

   Lorenzo whispered, and the sound from a distant place under the silent night sky interrupted his thinking.

At the end of the street, there were blasts of iron humming, as if something was tearing the wind away, looking up, there were countless shadows behind the hazy fog. They were so fast that they smashed through the fog barrier in the next moment and appeared in Luo. In front of Renzo's eyes.

  The iron snake shook away the moist water vapor, and slowly stopped in front of Lorenzo. With the rush of steam, the car door was opened and the man strode out.

   "Mr. Holmos, meet again."

  Gawain is wearing a black long dress, his whole person is like a ghost in the night, his expression is as firm as ever, like a solid piece of steel.

   "It's not too slow to come."

  Lorenzo nodded, then stood up.

  The cleaning agency monitors every part of this city. At the beginning of the design, they were prepared to treat this place as a fortress. In Lawrence’s prediction, this might be the last city that humans will persist in.

   "The peeper sensed the erosion nearby. It was very strong, but it lasted for a short time, only for a moment."

   Gawain said to Lorenzo that he was on his way right the moment the alarm was triggered, and these information were subsequently communicated to him on the road through the communicator.

   "Yes, it has calmed down now." Lorenzo said and glanced at the soldiers behind Gao Wen.

   "A new batch of quick response teams?"

   "Yes, after Lancelot's death, I will be responsible for this."

   Gao Wen nodded and said, this team is on standby 24 hours a day, and will arrive at the scene as soon as there is an abnormal situation, such as now.

   "But I didn't see the original sin armor."

  Lorenzo looked at the iron snakes parked in front of his house, it didn't look like they were loaded with the armor of original sin.

   "Because there is no need. After all, the erosion source is near your home. I think you will clean it up before we come. We are only here to take control of the site."

  Gawain said that Lorenzo was taken into the alley. As soon as he stepped in, he smelled the blood coming from the face, and through the fuzzy shadows, he could see one after another twisted silhouettes.

   "You see that's it."

   "Really?" Lorenzo was a little suspicious.

  "Fake, the original sin armor takes more time to be transported, and it will arrive later." Gao Wen said blankly.

  Lorenzo looked at Gawain with a strange expression, he thought about it, and then asked.

   "You are... a sense of humor?"

  "Shrike said this, it will be easier to get along with you." Gao Wen replied.

"Have you ever said that your expression should not be too irritated?" Lorenzo looked at the iron will of Gawain's face, and he really couldn't feel any sense of humor at all. "Don't embarrass yourself, friend, deal with it first. Let's take a look at these."

  Lorenzo walked into the darkness first as he spoke. He stepped on the path in his memory and stepped on the blood that hadn’t dried up, erasing the message Watson left him.

  There is no need to tell this information to the cleansing agency. Lorenzo’s exclusive use of this fear is enough. In the face of such a crisis, the more people know about it, the harder Lorenzo defends.

  So the less people know, the better. It is best that even the last insider will disappear one day, hiding these secrets behind the fence of ignorance, so that the lambs can live happily but ignorantly.

   "Are common goblin events?"

   Gao Wen looked around the scene, like an extremely ordinary monster event.

   "Almost, I was sleeping, and suddenly felt the corrosive fluctuations, and then I came to kill them."

Lorenzo said that in fact his explanation is not perfect. Blades and firearms can't create the weird wounds on the monsters, and the wounds created by the bone spurs when the monsters fight each other. Moreover, in common sense, the monsters There will be no civil war.

   "Is that so? It doesn't look too abnormal."

Gawain trusts Lorenzo very much. After all, Lorenzo is a demon hunter and an expert in hunting demons. There is no need to be suspicious of what the experts say. Moreover, this expert has always had a deep hatred for demons, and he will not do it suddenly. What kind of apostasy.

  Listening to Gawain’s reassuring words, Lorenzo felt ashamed to trust everyone for a while. Of course, these were all nonsense in his mind.

  Lorenzo checked one last time to see if there were any missing parts.

   "The scavenger is on his way, let us take the rest." Gawain said to Lorenzo.

   "Hmm...but there is no sleepiness at all."

  Lorenzo said as he walked out of the alley and looked at the end of the night sky of the city.

  In the deepest part of the darkness, there are dim rays of light slowly rising, they are like gray hook lines, which outline the outline of the city and, and they become more and more shiny as time goes by.

Its daybreak.

   "I'll change clothes, then lend me an iron snake and send me to the pump of perpetual motion."

"I see."

  Gaowen knew about Lorenzo's next itinerary, and restarting the red news event was a big event in the cleansing mechanism. People at the first level of knight commander basically knew about this.

  Lorenzo returned to the street shortly afterwards. He wore the usual attire, a loose black overcoat, the brim of the hat was pressed very low, the shadow completely hid his face, and he held a cane in his hand, looking very ordinary.

  Gawain would not look at Lorenzo in his usual eyes. He knew very well that there must be countless weapons hidden under this loose coat. Among the slender canes, there was also tough steel that could cut flesh and blood.

   "Let’s go... do you want to inform Shrike?"

  Lorenzo walked halfway into the iron snake, then poked his head out and asked Gawain.

   "No, the iron snake will take you to pick up the shrike first, and you will arrive at the pump of perpetual motion together."

   "Sounds pretty good."

  The car door closed quickly, and along with the rising steam, the iron snake galloped along the street railroad track toward the dim light at the end of the horizon.

  ……

   "So, for this reason?"

  The man in the dim carriage said in an unacceptable tone. With a ridiculous nightcap on his head, he was dressed in neat clothes. It looked like he was forcibly pulled out of the warm bed.

"if not?"

  Lorenzo glanced at the car window protected by the barbed wire. The whole old man was constantly waking up with the sunrise. The turbulent steam erupted from the corner of the street, as if a giant was breathing hard.

   "It's all that way. I can't go back to the house and lie in bed in a daze. It's better to settle the matter sooner."

  Lorenzo moved his gaze back to the dim carriage. After handing the scene to Gaowen to deal with, Lorenzo really couldn’t find any reason to sleep back, so he started the day early.

   "You don't need to rest, but I need it!"

   Shrike shouted hoarsely, probably too angry, he grabbed the nightcap on his head and threw it on the ground forcefully.

   "It's just going to work a few hours earlier, is it okay?"

  Looking at Shrike's very irritable mood, Lorenzo realized for the first time that this guy was actually getting up.

   "How many hours in advance? I only get off work late at night, I just fell asleep for a few hours!"

Shrike couldn't help but roared, as the tension between Gallunaro and Inervig, the cleaning agency became busy in this dull atmosphere, and the control of the Xiacheng District was tightened and investigated. Every stranger who smuggled into it had been working overtime for several days for these shrikes.

  He is now like a poor employee squeezed by a black-hearted company, but Shrike itself is considered a "manager", and as a result, even people of his level will still be dominated by higher-level people.

  "You have to get used to this kind of thing, Shrike, but I didn’t expect you to live so close."

  Lorenzo didn’t listen to Shrike’s complaints at all. He would be **** if he could.

A few minutes ago, the Iron Snake stopped in front of a building not far from the Xiacheng District. At that time, Lorenzo realized that this is the real residence of the Shrike, but it is right to think about it. Sleeping peacefully in the dangerous Xiacheng district? Presumably, there must be a secret road under the building that leads directly to the Xiacheng District. The Shrike will pass through there during the day and become the king of the Xiacheng District.

  Of course, all of this was broken by Lorenzo. When he rushed into Shrike’s room, the Shrike who was awakened from the bed had a very interesting expression, which can be called Huarong pale.

   "Ah...So is there another monster showing up? What a coincidence."

  Shrike calmed down after complaining for a while. He leaned back in the chair and looked at the car window wrapped in barbed wire.

  The Iron Snake walked with his back to the rising sun, passed the awakening tall buildings and streets, and arrived at a lifeless world.

The industrial area still looks like in memory. This is a barren land. There are countless large-scale machinery and equipment on the ground. Some of them are still operating, rumbling, digging out the ore from the solid soil, and some It was covered with dust, crawling on the gray-white rock, like giants that died one by one, the wind eroded their flesh and blood, exposing the steel bones underneath.

  In the distant remnants of the night, there is a thick smoke that rises straight through the sky and the earth, and under the thick smoke is a fire that never goes out, like stars from the underground, illuminating the trajectory of progress.

   "Thanks to you, the Academy of Mechanical Engineering hasn't been operating like this for a long time. The last time they did this was during the Glorious War."

  Shrike exclaimed.

  The whistle sounded, and the train carried the ore across the gray mountains, stepped into the burning mechanical courtyard, and then left with the brand-new mechanical equipment.

  They are all sealed in dark green iron boxes, which are covered with various warning signs. Even people who do not understand these will know at first sight that there is an unburned war underneath.

   "Are you prepared?"

  Lorenzo looked at these, and his expression became heavy.

   "Precisely speaking, the big men above have been prepared. You don't know how high the output of the three generations of armor in the past few days is. It is said that the output in the past few days is worth our previous total."

  Shrike shook his head worriedly, and then said to Lorenzo.

   "You are right. If this thing is used to fight against demons, it will be a very good weapon, but when it faces humans, it will be a terrible slaughter machine."

  Lorenzo did not respond. He had been worried about such incidents before. He thought he had the ability to control all of this, but in fact he was still too naive.

  But this time he had a different idea, a still somewhat naive idea, the doomsday monster flashed before his eyes again, maybe... maybe these weapons are not meant to fight humans? Maybe they are also used to fight against demons?

  Lorenzo thought so, and Iron Snake stopped.

  (End of this chapter)