Ember Gun - Chapter 678
Chapter 678 Prelude
Countless candlelights fell on the Maruri port under the night. The light was not too strong, but it was darker under the light. Accompanied by softly murmured prayers, the whole city was covered with a veil of mystery.
The man walked in the alley on the edge of the street, looking up from here, he happened to see the cathedral hidden between the buildings and the guards.
That is Hearn Cathedral, which is now the residence of the Orthodox Pope, surrounded by monks and soldiers, and is heavily guarded.
The reporters wanted to interview the mysterious pope, but after the coronation ceremony, he never appeared in the public eye again, but at the same time, the actions of the Orthodox Church became more intense.
In less than a year, this trading port city is about to become another capital of faith. It is difficult for men to understand this change.
“what ‘s the truth?”
The man whispered, and excitedly picked up the camera and notepad in his arms.
This kind of thing, the more mysterious it is, the more people want to find out. Various newspapers have secretly issued great rewards. As long as they can learn about the internal news of the Orthodox Church, they will get a large bonus.
The man’s eyes are full of bloodshot eyes. He has been wandering here for several days. He disguised himself as a tramp and tried to get around the sight of these guards, but their guards were too tight to give at all. Opportunity for outsiders to approach.
You can’t even pretend to be a believer. It seems that Hearn Cathedral is only the pope’s domain. Even if other believers want to enter, they must make a layer of declarations.
But just today, the man finally figured out the route the soldiers were patrolling, and discovered a secret route.
He can hardly contain the curiosity that arises in his heart, not only the desire for bonuses, but also the curiosity for mystery.
All of this urged him to approach Hearn Cathedral with difficulty.
The gasp became clear, and the air was filled with tension.
The cold current was bitter, and he shivered.
Winter is coming, everyone is saying that, the cold is gradually engulfing the port city, and men have nowhere to escape.
He was in the desolate darkness, rejoicing and shivering.
It seems that he himself hadn’t noticed the changes in his own psychology. It was like falling into a deep vortex. He was a chaotic creeper in the dark, moving towards a place with light, step by step.
”Hearn Cathedral, it is so mysterious and magnificent, as if it has some magical power, it seduces me, calls me…”
He used the cold moonlight to write crooked handwriting on the notepad. The wind and grass would arouse his vigilance. He stopped writing suddenly and stared at the darkness in the distance.
Darkness began to creep slowly. It may have been a high level of mental stress for many days. The darkness has deformed into a hideous appearance. This may be an illusion, or it may be real.
The man saw the darkness open his fangs, and the strange suffocation carried the waves of the sea, ripples, vigorously kneading his mind, just when he could not help but screamed out in shock , “Darkness” ran swiftly, it stayed in the moonlight, outlined the figure of a black wild cat, and then quickly disappeared.
The panic in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the man’s eyes stayed for a long time, then he turned away stupidly, and continued to write on the notepad.
“During the days wandering here, in addition to the devoutness of the believers, I also heard other rumors…”
He finished writing this, and looked around in a panic, as if countless eyes were peeking at him in the darkness.
Cold wind carried the whispering whispers, and he was sweating, speeding up his movements.
“Some people say that the devil is imprisoned in Hearn Cathedral.”
With his pen, it seems that the written story is eroding reality, crawling out little by little from the nightmare that is difficult to detect, with a moist and sticky voice.
“In the depths of the underground of this church, the devil is imprisoned. Some people say that you can hear its chattering and singing. Even playing the magnificent pipe organ can hardly suppress its sound.
Some people begin to have hallucinations and constantly have nightmares, but these messages seem to be blocked by the Orthodox Church. I can always see soldiers and priests entering the residential area on the street to carry someone away. “
The man’s notes gradually became scribbled, and finally they made a mess, like maggots clumped together.
He stopped the pen in his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead vigorously.
At first, men only felt that this was the nonsense of believers for their stupid beliefs, but the longer they wander here, the more such hallucinations and nightmares will increase.
First, I felt uneasy about the unknown, and then gradually tired nerves. Just a wild cat can scare myself into this look.
“It’s not like this, it’s not like this.”
The man muttered to himself, comforting himself.
He has no faith, he must have something, he believes in science, which is why he came to investigate Orthodoxy.
Galunaro has been eroded by the Evangelical Church for too long. I thought that with the decline of the Evangelical Church, this country would be freed from the shackles of faith, but ended up falling into another shackle called Orthodoxy.
But now all kinds of strange feelings are constantly attacking the man’s solid worldview. It shatters into countless cracks, makes a babble, and is crumbling.
He got up, moved on, following the secret passage he had obtained.
The man is very aware of his inner anxiety, but he can’t stop himself from moving forward like a demon.
There is something waiting for his arrival. The man doesn’t know what it is, but what is certain is that when he sees it, all his desires will be satisfied.
The man stopped thinking about it. He held on to the damp, moss-covered wall and walked along the dark and foul-smelly road. He could hear the sound of the tide, the water splashing against the reef, like a body hitting the ground. , Broken into countless dust.
This is a road that few people know about. It was learned by a man from a believer. Before the Orthodox Church was not so strong, the followers of the Orthodox Church would follow this secret path to the underground of Hearn Cathedral, where A secret assembly is being held, and above them are the believers of the Evangelical Church.
Hide in the shadow of the enemy.
After the rise of Orthodox Church, believers no longer need to conceal it. Coupled with the blockade of Hearn Cathedral, no one will advance through this secret path until the man arrives.
As the man moved forward, the darkness was disturbed. Rats burst out of the gap and passed him.
The man stomped in a panic, but the group of rats did not stay beside him for too long. They seemed to be chased by something, not caring about the existence of a man at all.
Take a deep breath, and the sound of heartbeat becomes extremely clear in the sudden silence. The man can hear the soft noise of sweat, and even the rush of blood in his blood vessels.
He knew that those rumors might be true. Under Hearn Cathedral, perhaps a terrifying demon was really sealed off, and its evil spirits, the priests had long been unable to suppress, and spread.
After many days of wandering, the man was also stuck in it. He knew all this, but he didn’t dare to think about it. Like a self-deception patient, he was already dying.
The man had no turning back. He continued to walk on the muddy ground. He stepped on the foul-smelling soil and the dead mouse. He entered the tunnel. The surrounding light suddenly dimmed. In the endless darkness, only the faint light guided him. the way.
keep going.
He heard singing.
There is a magnificent pipe organ with a woman’s shallow singing. The man thinks that it must be a perfect and sacred music, but in this deep and dark underground, the shining song is blocked by layers of mud and stone, reaching the man’s ears. There was only a soft singing left, as if someone was babbling in the ear.
The temperature gradually heats up, and as it deepens, the dampness of the body seems to be dried, and there are bursts of beast-like roars.
It’s like being in a savage jungle. After nightfall, those terrifying predators walked out of the nest one after another. They were bloodthirsty and hunted for life. The corpse was ripped apart, and blood and meat were everywhere.
The man didn’t notice either. His breathing began to rush, and he wanted to stop uncomfortably, but he realized that he had no power to control his feet, or even his consciousness.
As if being held by some kind of evil spirit, it is emitting bursts of grin, driving the man’s steps towards the end of the abyss.
“No, no, no…”
The man wailed in pain. Under the threat of death, the survival instinct finally slightly defeated the weird magic.
He staggered, and finally stopped. He exhaled, thanking for all this, but at this moment, a scarlet fire fell on him.
The man raised his head, he saw it, and was captured by a deeper despair.
It is not that its own will has defeated the unknown magic power, but it has achieved its goal and released itself.
A huge melting pot made of flesh and blood is burning, and the outer wall of flesh and blood is covered with limbs and faces, one after another human faces are embedded in it. They should die, but they have their eyes open and their mouths open. Accompanied by the surging and flying flames of the fire, the miserable howling and wailing were made together to build this ruinous movement.
At the same time, there are countless chains that bind all of this. They hang down from the crimson above and extend into the darkness below. There is more restlessness in the darkness. It seems that there is an incomprehensible monster carrying the furnace. Imprisoned in darkness.
It is it, it is the devil, the devil imprisoned!
The man could not say anything. He knelt on the ground, grabbed the camera and tried to shoot, but in the dimness, he could not grasp the camera. It rolled on the ground and then fell into the darkness.
He smashed the ground angrily, instinctively telling the man that he had come to the end, and now all he could do was to leave as many records as possible and record all the hideous and terrifying things in the darkness.
The man picked up the notepad and awkwardly held the pen. He lowered his head and tried to write something, but a crazy distorted painting came into view.
That was his scribbled handwriting, but the scribbled handwriting seemed to come alive. It twisted together to outline a face that could only be seen in a nightmare. It appeared in the paper through a man’s writing, and now it is alive. Came over, smiling at the man.
The smile froze, then shattered.
The man retched, as if his intestines were twisted together, causing severe colic, but he was very happy again, and saw that the notepad returned to normal, leaving only the scribbles, and the crazy face was just an illusion That’s it.
Yes, hallucinations…
Thinking of this, the man stopped all his movements, and even the pain in his stomach disappeared. He looked at the raised hand, and suddenly he understood why his handwriting was so sloppy, and as a reporter, he had not been able to. Grab your own camera.
The nails became gray and white, like some kind of sturdy hard material. It extended a few centimeters in length, like sharp pointed claws, and various abnormal changes appeared on the back of the hand. The blood vessels became thick and clearly highlighted on the skin and bones. Also twisted slowly, as if something was about to break out of the flesh.
What’s wrong?
The man didn’t understand. He wanted to say something, but found that he couldn’t say anything anymore. All that came from his throat was hoarse, howling sounds.
A light flashed.
The soldier waved a sharp sword, cut off the head of the demon, and then another sword pierced its heart.
They were silent, did not even glance at the corpse, kicked it towards the darkness below, and together with its notepad, it was completely swallowed by the darkness.
At the height of this furnace, someone was staring at it all. He was wearing a white robe, a silver crown on his head, and his face was completely hidden under the cold face of steel.
In the face outlined by the mask, the eyes are deeply sunken in the darkness. In the deepest part of the darkness, there are two swaying white stars that are like wildfire.
He has been standing above the furnace for a long time. In the dimness on the side, Liya has been waiting for a long time. I don’t know how long it has passed before the ghost fire has gone out. He has also slowly straightened his body and stretched his body.
“They killed Roger Cruz, and Adren Levien.”
Lawrence said.
“As expected?” Liya asked.
“Almost,” Lawrence said, with a smile in his voice, “It looks like we don’t need to change our plan.”
There was a cold rain in his voice, as if Lawrence was not here just now, but was really in the rainstorm.
The assassin lurking under the storm is not only Watson, but also another vicious oriole.
”It’s a bit out of control. The secret blood is produced in large quantities, and the erosion is spreading.”
Liya glanced at the melting pot called the “steam engine of flesh and blood” by the epidemic doctor, and then at the corpse of the demon being processed by the soldiers.
Such things have happened recently. A group of people were affected by erosion and approached here after being enchanted, and then turned into monsters, bloodthirsty and crazy.
“It doesn’t matter, it will stop soon,” Lawrence said relaxedly, “Our legion is ready, isn’t it?”
“Um.”
Listening to Liya’s affirmation, Lawrence’s words brought more smiles.
“Then take away the remaining secret blood and destroy this place.”
”Destroy?” Liya was surprised when she heard this.
“what happened?”
“But…”
Lawrence seemed to understand her worries, and went on to say.
”We are going to fight that doomed war. If we win, it will no longer exist. But if we lose, even if it still exists, what’s the point?”
Lawrence grasped the lever with both hands. With great power, the metal whimpered and was squeezed and dried.
“Destroy them all, after all, I am going to fight an extraordinary war.”
There was a rolling fire in the old voice, and you could feel the sting of being burned by fireworks just by listening.
“A war to eradicate all demons.”
(End of this chapter)