Ember Gun

  Chapter 720 Ideal and death

The flames of war are growing in this sacred land, and the prosperous emerald is also under this disaster, cast a layer of gloomy hue, among the broken walls, the tall armor of original sin advances steadily, bit by bit The world, recaptured from the hands of demons.

  Under the interference of many forces, the disaster of Feilengcui was temporarily contained. Most of the civilians were evacuated to the wilderness away from the flames of war, and the demons remaining in the city were gradually annihilated.

This battle is much smoother than everyone expected. Huge and hideous corpses can be seen everywhere. They are like monsters crawling out of mythical nightmares. The corpses are several stories high, like solidified sculptures. .

  But this statue seems to be an evil thing created by some lunatics, even if it becomes a corpse, there is still a trembling breath on it.

  Just looking at the corpse, you will feel a fear that rises from your heart. It is hard to imagine what kind of frightening figure such a thing will be when it is alive.

   Fortunately, they died. They were indeed dead. The corpses were covered with scars from sword blades, and several broken swords cut into the corpse, indicating the fierce battle when it was killed.

The other side of the fight looked bad. Beside the remains of this monster, there were corpses in teaching robes everywhere. They seemed to be missionaries before they were alive, and they could see the cross worn on their waists, but something strange was that, These people all wore silver-white steel masks, not showing their real faces, and it seemed that the cold iron faces were their uniform faces.

   "I heard Lorenzo say that this may be... Lawrence."

  Shao Liangye walked to the corpse, stretched out his hand, and took off the cold iron surface.

  The iron face was slightly distorted and deformed, and it was covered with scratches, dirt and blood. He looked at the face under the mask, but that face was already bloody, as if the whole face was closely attached to the iron face.

  As Shao Liangye took off the mask, he also tore off the skin on its surface, leaving only a disgusting rancid smell.

   "Lawrence, another sublimated monster... Looks like he helped us clean up the battlefield?"

  Sao Liangxi followed, witnessing this terrifying battlefield.

  If the speculation is true, then Lawrence had swept the battlefield of Feilengcui before they arrived, and these blood-secret legions advanced all the way, beheading all the monsters along the way.

  Shao Liangye’s mood is a bit complicated, both fearful and happy, and even a little regretful. If he can, he wants to see the so-called Lawrence with his own eyes.

Without Lawrence’s legion, after a few people landed, they would have to face a hellish battlefield, confronting these crazy monsters head-on. Shao Liangye didn’t think the anonymous people would be able to kill these monsters. At most, it would be the dense monsters. In the tide, only a **** path was torn out.

They came in a hurry, and their military strength was inadequate, but no one thought that all this trouble was solved by Lawrence. He sailed here secretly in the name of war, and the big ships were full of him. Of the army.

  What is scary is, what if Lawrence’s enemy is them?

  These warriors with secret blood, they are all degraded demon hunters, potential demons, they... they are all Lawrence.

  Shao Liangye didn’t continue thinking about it. He was a little bit emotional, but also a little curious, to guess what kind of person Lawrence was.

  As a visitor to Nine Summers, he has never seen this mysterious patriarch, and everything he knows comes from the information of the cleansing agency and Lorenzo’s dictation.

   "If this were all over, what would it be like?" Liang Liangxi asked puzzledly, "If the demons are eradicated and the road to sublimation is interrupted...what about the others?"

   "What do you mean?"

"Those who are related to monsters, related things," said Liang Xi and looked at the battlefield. "Somewhere in this world, there must be monsters lurking, they are ready to go, if all of this It's over, what will happen to them? Will they just die?"

  This world is huge, and many places are still unknown. In this vast expanse, Liang Liangxi guessed that there must be monsters affected by erosion. They ended here, so what about those guys?

   "I don't know, but we speculate that they will continue to exist for a while and will be gradually forgotten by us."

Shao Liangye recalled what he was discussing with Lorenzo at that time.

"The demons that exist in this world and the things and things related to them will not die immediately. After losing the power of the unspeakable, they cannot continue to spread the'disease'. Even their own will follow. People gradually forget the unspeakable, and are influenced and weakened.

We cut off the source of their power... In fact, the relationship between the monster and the unspeakable is like a puppet, we cut the line, and the puppeteer completely [exiles], that is to say, we stop the erosion Diffusion, they become passive water, constantly'evaporating' in reality, and will disappear little by little.

  But we can’t wait that long. We will continue to hunt down the demons participating in this world, gradually beheading them, and ruining this history completely. "

  "What about the knowledge related to demons?"

"It will be forgotten. We can't recognize the handwriting clearly, and then begin to have difficulty understanding what is said in the book. Until a few years or decades later, we completely lose the ability to recognize it. In front of our eyes, we cannot realize its existence.

  They will be isolated and [banished]. "

   "Is such a great knowledge being abandoned? It's really cruel." said Liang Liangxi.

  Although the darkness is terrible, humans have also obtained too many wonderful things from the darkness.

  "This knowledge shouldn't exist. We are just trying to end this long war, talking about the historical correction of this error, and everything in this darkness will be completely buried, and the world will be back on track."

"In other words, even we ourselves will eventually be affected by antimeme and forget all of this. In the future history, there will be no demons, no anonymity, no cleansing mechanism, nothing, only a'common sense'. There is no evil world, is there?"

"Yes."

  This sounds pretty good, and Liang Liangxi is silent, looking thoughtful.

   "Where is the Demon Hunter?"

  Hearing this question, Liang Liangye fell silent. He paused for a few seconds, standing on the gloomy ruins, holding the silver-white iron face in his hands.

   "I don't know, but I've talked about it with Lorenzo before."

"What's wrong?"

  "He feels that there is no difference between a demon hunter and a monster. As the unspeakable is [exiled], the road to sublimation will be cut off. Like the demon, he will lose the source of power.

Sadly, he might be like a demon, and his knowledge of existence will be stripped little by little, until we also forget the existence of'Lorenzo Holmos', and he himself will be hit by antimeme. , Lost all self-knowledge and became a breathing corpse that no one knew. "

   "How about being optimistic?"

"Optimistic..." Shao Liangye thought for a while, "Lorenzo might be able to survive. He is a demon hunter and has embarked on the road of sublimation, but after all he has a human part, just like refining gold, after all, there is such a trace of impurities. exist.

  The part of ‘person’ will not be erased by antimeme. This may become his anchor point in reality, but the price is that all the power of his demon hunter will be erased little by little. "

   "You mean he will become an ordinary person?"

   "Perhaps, Lorenzo will gradually become an ordinary human with the [Exiled] of the Unspeakable, who will bleed and die..."

   "But it's all afterwards," Shao Liangye stopped talking, looking into the distance, "I think the legion has arrived there."

Shao Liangye stretched out his hand and pointed at the raised hills in the distance. Between those hills, the place of seven hills was burning with billowing flames and thick smoke, and the sound of wind and thunder could be heard faintly among the clouds. The heading Dawn climbed and escaped. This eroding storm.

   "He is... Lorenzo's teacher?" Shao Liangxi asked.

   "Almost, the headmaster of the Demon Hunter Order, every Demon Hunter has been taught by him."

   Thinking of this, Shao Liangye's mind became even more dazed. He whispered to Shao Liangxi, "I'm really curious, what a guy like Lorenzo would be like."

  "You can go there and see for yourself...if you are not afraid of death."

  For Shao Liangye’s curiosity, Shao Liangxi encouraged him.

Shao Liangye smiled bitterly and shook his head. He still knows how many catties he has. Although he is protected by antimeme and has the power to resist erosion and face demons, he is just a mortal after all.

  It was a battlefield between demons and demons. Mortals stepped into it, only to die in vain.

   "Perform their duties," Shao Liangye said, "Some are the protagonists, some are the supporting actors, some are the workers behind the scenes, and some are the audience..."

  Taking a deep breath, Shao Liangye strode forward.

   "Do what we should do, let's go."

  ...

   "The crown has arrived at his battlefield..."

  The affectionate voice sounded, like an opera performance, but soon the voice changed, with joking and decadence, he said.

   "This madman, after all, found his burial place."

  Curry was sitting on a shabby wooden chair, and there was a warm evening breeze, which was full of a strong smell of blood.

   He witnessed the burning of the holy city in the distance, and he said to himself, with an unstoppable smile on his ugly face.

  Curry picked up the wine bottle on the ground, pried the bottle cap, and took a swig.

  It took him a long time to find such a comfortable position. It was not completely destroyed by the demons. The terrain was high, and he could easily overlook the whole city and witness the burning holy city in the distance.

  More importantly, there are still a lot of fine wines and some cool foods here. It seems that the owner here was in a hurry to flee, and he didn't even have time to finish the meal.

   "Where is this place? It looks like a mansion of some dignitaries."

  Curry was full of alcohol and kept muttering, but no one responded to his words. He was like a mental patient, laughing endlessly in the midst of death and fire.

  Looking at the petite figure on the side, she kept silent all the time, staring into the distance, writing and drawing on the book in her hand from time to time.

   "Say something, Liya, this is a rare opportunity."

  Curry is drunk.

  "This may be the beginning of a new world! It may also be the prologue to the end. In short, this is a great moment. As a lucky few, what do you think?"

  As a member of Gallunaro, Currie never thought that he would have the opportunity to witness all this.

   "Do you have any ideas?"

   Liya's tone is calm, as if all this has nothing to do with her.

The    army came out, except for Liya and Curry, they stood here quietly, watching all this.

   "Thinking? Great! I don't know the conspiracy and tricks of this world. All I want to see is the consciousness of liberation from faith..."

  Curry said and looked at the fireworks rising in the distance.

  "While witnessing the demise of the Gospel Church with my own eyes, there are not many opportunities like this. I am so lucky, even if it was obtained through a deal with the devil."

  His voice is very soft, like a murmur in his sleep.

   swallowed, and he let out a burst of laughter.

   "Are we first class?"

   Reached out his hand and made a gesture of a picture frame to frame the burning place of seven hills.

   "There is the real'first class seat'."

  Liya pointed to the burning city.

   "No no, there is a stage, we are just spectators. It is good enough for the spectators to stay here."

  Curry quickly denied it, then picked up another bottle of wine and shook it towards Liya, "Why not get drunk together? What a great moment, isn't it?"

   "I still have work to do."

  Liya responded indifferently, and continued to write down the book.

   "The narrator? Lawrence can really deceive people... What about the narration, it will be forgotten anyway."

   Seeing Liya's dedicated appearance, Curry mumbled softly.

   "I said, Liya, don't you have any thoughts at the moment?" Currie asked in a teasing tone, "Under your crown of admiration, you are about to reach the end of his prophecy and die there."

  Liya turned her back to Curry, speaking calmly.

   "Isn't that better? He finally reached the end, dying for his ideals. For him, this is something to celebrate...

  Like you, you have witnessed Qiqiu’s fall into the flames of war and collapse. If your life ends here, would you be willing? "

   "Die for your ideals?"

  Curry said softly, he relaxed his body, like a limp dough, clinging to the chair completely.

   "You are right. This is something to celebrate. Even if I will die here after tonight, it will be satisfying."

  Curry loosened the bottle, letting it roll down, making a crisp sound.

It rolled to the girl’s feet, with a faint light, the glass mirror reflected the girl’s fuzzy face, her expression was calm, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with the arc of a smile, and some reflective water stains. On the face, I don't know whether it is sadness or weeping with joy.

  The people she admired will die tonight, and the people she admired will fulfill their long-cherished wish tonight.

  This is really a headache, a complicated position that is difficult to understand.

  She no longer thinks about those things, but clenches the pen in her hand, writes everything she has witnessed on paper, and completes Lawrence's last entrustment to her.

  (End of this chapter)