Ember Gun

  Chapter 25 Death and Madness

It’s like the return of hell, everywhere is full of distortions and chaos. Under the effect of hallucinations, everything seems to come alive. Countless faces grow out of it, with a full-bodied expression, screaming loudly with pain. .

  The short figure is extremely slender ghost, and the straight stabbing sword becomes distorted under the illusion, like a white snake that has come alive.

  This was once a duel arena. Gladiators stood in the dark underground listening to the cheers from the ground, and as the chains of the elevator were tightened, they bathed in the first ray of light in the dark.

  Everything here is so much like it was then. The two are the iron-blooded fighters, and only one can survive.

  Without any sign, the stabbing sword came galloping in. The swordsmanship was as incomplete as Sabo himself. He could barely see a few ways, but it was more like stealing a master and adding his own skills.

  The sword blades collided together, and the clear sound shook the eardrum. Lorenzo held the hilt tightly and then slid the sword to one side.

  This is a skill called deflection in swordsmanship. It changes the tendency of the blade at the moment the blade hits to achieve the effect of borrowing force, which will change the direction of the opponent's blade force. Of course, the important thing about this skill is not defense, but to gain momentum while defensive. The opponent will be slow to return to defense due to the inability to regain strength, and the neutral position of defense this time is the deadly eye.

  Lorenzo saw the deadly eye, and the stabbing sword slashed over his side. The cane and sword took advantage of the trend and then slashed, fierce and powerful as the guillotine knife.

  Sab did not have time to defend himself, his short body twisted and pulled the stabbing sword forcefully, and then exploded with dazzling sparks.

   Leaping backwards flexibly, Sabo looked at Lorenzo in shock, his arm was numbed by the huge force, it was hard to imagine this detective actually having such a mighty force.

  This attack ended with Lorenzo's victory.

Sabo looked down at his stabbing sword. There was an obvious crack on the blade. That was what Lorenzo left behind. If his sword could be a bit heavier like the normal blade, just now. One blow will beheaded with Sabo with a stabbing sword.

   "Does the priest also learn swordsmanship?"

  This is not something a detective can know at all, let alone a priest.

  “Priests in Fei Lengcui are essentially a class, just like those templar knights, most of them were priests before they were promoted to knights.”

   Slowly raise the sword, the tip of the sword droops forward, this is one of the postures of swordsmanship.

   "Courage, strength, skill and... cunning!"

  Few people know that these are the four principles of swordsmanship, the courage to wield the sword, the power to break steel, the deadly technique, and the insidious cunning. After all, this is the art of killing. The so-called glory is just a fig leaf for self-comfort after killing.

   stepped forward fiercely, the sword smashed like thunder.

  It was the howl of breaking through the air, under the distortion of the illusion, it was like the wailing of the dead soul under the sword.

  Sabo's short figure became slender. He knew very well that he could not hold the sword, but during this time of thinking, Bai Guang cut down.

  The red smoke exploded with the falling of the sword, and the treacherous stabbing sword struck in it.

  The sword of cane barely caught the attack, but the stinging sword was like a snake. After a single blow, it twisted strangely and then stabbed Lorenzo.

  The two struggled in a confused illusion, roaring like a beast.

  The black dress was picked up, and a large amount of blood was spilled. After this attack, Lorenzo suddenly did not retreat and moved forward. In the distorted vision, he stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the white snake.

The swift stabbing sword was caught by Lorenzo, which surprised Sabo. He didn't seem to expect Lorenzo to keep up with his sword in this case, but that's it. The blade's edge is The broken saw blade, as long as he quickly pulled it out, he could directly cut Lorenzo's palm.

  Sabo pulled out forcefully, but the blade did not move in Lorenzo's hands. The lack of strength was his weakness. Under this weakness, Lorenzo clamped the blade firmly, and then he waved his sword.

Before the firecrackers and cannons ruled the battlefield, the war horses and the knights in iron armor dominated the battlefield. Unlike the novels, the knights will be wounded and killed. The duel of the knights hundreds of years ago was very bloated. It was probably worn by two people. Several dozen kilograms of iron cans hit each other.

At that time, the sword blade could not break through the heavy armor under the iron smelting technology, so the sword blade was mostly just a status symbol. The really useful weapon was a blunt weapon that directly smashed the internal organs. However, there are still a group of people in this era. Those who specialize in swordsmanship only use unsharp swords to smash the iron armor.

  This is one of the skills, holding the enemy’s weapon tightly with your hand, and taking the enemy’s life at the cost of cutting your hand.

Lorenzo squeezed the blade of the sword and pulled it towards him, and then he swung his sword. This was a must, unless Sabo gave up this weapon, but once he gave up this weapon, he couldn't use his fingers. Confronted Lorenzo, and even said that he couldn't even shoot with that hand.

  The short figure looked like a child, and the sword swung down with a whine of wind, but it fell accurately but hit the ground.

The doubt only stayed in Lorenzo's mind for a short time. He understood that the illusion had misled his judgment. The next second, the vague black shadow rolled over, the sword in his hand was loosened, and Sabo gave up this one. sword.

This is not a good sign, although the contact time with him is less than an hour, but Lorenzo knows exactly who Sabo is. He almost lost all his fingers in order to win. Desperadoes like this don’t. If he admits defeat, his release of his stabbing sword can only show that he still has weapons.

  The body flipped quickly. Although Sabo was deformed, his short stature seemed extremely lethal at the moment in close combat.

It was a terrible pain, coming directly from Lorenzo's back. As he thought, Sabo still had a weapon. It was a sharp blade placed on his elbow. Since he had no fingers, he still had joints. Everything was incomparable. fatal.

   "Compared to a detective, I think you are more promising as a swordsman."

   praised, but Sabo did not hesitate to move his hand. Like a whirlwind, Sabo left several wounds on Lorenzo's body in a few breaths.

   "No need, the so-called swordsmanship is just a relic of the old age."

  Lorenzo's voice was cold, without any fear.

Suddenly remembered that on the night of the emerald green, Lorenzo’s swordsmanship teacher was drinking and crying in the night. Lorenzo asked him what happened. He said that he thought of his teacher. At that time, the firecrackers had become powerful after constant transformation. The master at that time told him that the era of swordsmanship was over. In the future, the battlefield will be dominated by firecrackers and artillery. The so-called swordsmanship will only become a performance to please the nobles.

   Endure the pain in his hand, swung both swords and slashed fiercely, slashing in a wide range, the distorted illusion, Risabo was forced to retreat steadily, and then Lorenzo threw the stabbing sword in his hand to try to pierce Sabo.

   "Why? It's a shame that such skills are cut off."

Sabo also felt that he could kill Lorenzo. In his opinion, Lorenzo's action was a mistake. His few fingers easily hooked the galloping stinging sword and threw out a few sword flowers. The sword returned to his hand again, but only then did Sabo see that Lorenzo had raised his hand.

  The flow of blood couldn't stop, dyed through the short handle of the shotgun. I don't know if it was an illusion or something. This weapon seemed to be alive, swallowing Lorenzo's blood, and the delicate pattern seemed to be alive.

   "Because the times have changed, Sabo."

  Lorenzo's voice was hoarse. In order to be able to aim at Sabo, he first abandoned the stabbing sword, reluctantly corrected his mistake under the trajectory, and pulled the trigger.

  The era has changed, and the old era is gone forever. You must either comply with the destiny or die.

  The cone-shaped barrage is like a rain of ten thousand arrows, and the muzzle bursts with instant fire, as if a red dragon is breathing the breath of the dragon. Sabo flashed to one side with all his strength, and at the same time he set up his stabbing sword to protect his heart. As long as his heart still beats, he can continue to fight.

  But this is all in vain. People are fast and fast, but they can't rely on the bullets of gunpowder to run.

  After the fatal confrontation, Sabo's half of his body was beaten with blood, and several bullet holes were filled with blood.

  The kinetic energy carried by the projectile choked his actions, and his actions slowed down.

   Pulled the trigger again, thunder continued, until Sabo's body was beaten to pieces, his broken body was crumbling, the impact of the bullet kept retreating, and finally he stood barely on the edge of the high platform with his stabbing sword.

   "It looks like I won."

  Lorenzo emptied the bullet and slowly put down the shotgun, his eyes slightly cold.

  Sabo lowered his head and vomited blood. The real pain made him very awake. He was about to die, but he suddenly laughed hoarsely with a voice that was difficult to understand. He looked at Lorenzo.

   "This is not the end of the detective." said like a stubborn child.

   "But you are already dying."

  The figure was so desolate, Lorenzo didn't think he could survive.

   "Yeah, so this is the scary thing, isn't it? Death is far from the end of the story."

   Lifted up hard, and as Sabo’s actions made more blood gush from the bullet hole, it is hard to imagine that there is so much blood gushing out of the human body, endless.

   "Run, detective, the result of facing it is like tossing a coin."

  Behind the weird steel, his pupils were filled with madness. He looked at Eve on the side. The girl's eyes were horrified and she held the coin tightly.

  "Death on one side, madness on the other."

  　 Insomnia is really difficult

  (End of this chapter)