Ember Gun - Chapter 684

  Chapter 684 Faithful

  In the place of Qiqiu, riots gradually started, and madness and disorder gradually swallowed those who felt broken in their beliefs. Fanatics roared and rushed around, but soon there were Templar knights appearing to suppress the scene.

  The gunshots and roars continued, but this didn’t seem to be the time when the curtain was lifted. The panic continued for a while, then stopped, and the well-equipped Templar knights regained control of the scene.

  This time they became more severe, their iron armor stained with blood, berating the believers, and quickly driving them out of the city.

  Most of the believers have also become docile, not sure if they really are, or are planning the next outbreak.

  The demon hunters walked through the shadows. They secretly killed the most active zealots. After losing these leaders, it was difficult for the believers to make waves for the time being.

  Such things happened and repeated, until night fell, and the holy city fell into silence.

There is a rare curfew in the holy city. Templar knights guard the streets, and there are larger-scale Templar knights outside the city, evacuating the believers, sending them back to their hometowns, or finding a place Place placement.

But what can be known is that believers must stay away from the holy city anyway. Now they do not have a sword in their hands and they are still obedient, but no one knows what these believers will do when they have the power to resist. .

  The Templar knights tried not to think about this. Faith is a sharp double-edged sword. Now they have tasted the bitter fruit, and in the darkness, there is more blood flowing.

   “This may be an opportunity.”

  Someone was hiding in a dark room, whispering.

  ”Since he became the pope, our life has become more and more difficult. This **** guy doesn’t understand what it means to compromise.”

  Someone agreed.

   “It is said that Miguel is also dead, and the exiles are gradually withering, and they can no longer be expected.”

   “This lunatic can slaughter so many families, just to make him wear a crown, then will there be another next time?”

  Some people also raised objections and felt that all this was not so bad.

   “Perhaps, maybe we should listen to him this time?”

  The man’s voice trembled, with fear.

   “You should have nightmares too, dreaming of all those horrible things… Maybe this is true? You should all know the legend, right?”

  He swallowed and worked hard to muster his courage.

   “It is said that the Pope has an army of demons… Only the Cardinal is qualified to know a little bit.”

  Hearing this, people fell silent a bit.

   “The Cardinal…?”

  Someone whispered, and then the whisper was filled with anger.

His family used to have a cardinal, but in the last stand, the cardinal stood in the wrong position. Everyone knows the ending. The new pope has cleared all obstacles. The enemy either died in this holy city or went into exile overseas, and there was no news.

  He looked at the other people. They were all famous families in the holy city. They and the Pope have always maintained the right balance, but with the appearance of the new Pope, all this has been disrupted.

  The balance was broken, and the new pope firmly grasped everything and did not give them any room to breathe, so that these so-called glorious families that lasted for a hundred years could only completely obey him.

  Some people have surrendered, while others are like them, still looking forward to change.

  ”We can take advantage of today’s conflicts to confuse mad believers. It’s best to let them attack the Cathedral of San Nalo. I don’t believe that the Pope will be indifferent to this. The more chaotic, the more chance we have.”

  The person’s voice was full of evil feelings, and the other person wanted to refute him.

   “But that nightmare is real, you should have dreamed it too!”

  He shouted, he could understand these people’s dissatisfaction with the new pope, but he couldn’t understand why these people were still greedy and crazy before such a terrible nightmare.

   “What…nightmare?”

  Suddenly someone asked like this. He looked over and saw a slowly distorted and evil face caught in his eyes, so terrified that even his breathing stopped for a moment.

  ”Are you having a nightmare lately?”

  The man continued to ask.

  He couldn’t say anything. The nightmare was real, and the evil was real. Sadly, this unknown power of abomination had already swallowed these people, making them dark puppets.

   “No…nothing, I have something to do, I will leave first.”

  As he spoke, he got up and walked out the door, where he didn’t want to stay any longer.

   gazed at his leaving back, several people also stood up silently to follow, holding silver sharp knives in their hands.

  This is a secret or even heretical meeting. They will not allow accidents to happen.

  Just as the man opened the door to leave, the dazzling blade hung high behind him. When he was alive and dead, he opened the door, and the dim fire fell, drawing out the dark figures one after another in the courtyard.

  The man was stunned, these figures were like ghosts, silent, no one knew how long they had been here.

But soon the man lost the ability to think. The sharp spiked sword pierced from one side and cut off his neck accurately. The opponent swung the sword very quickly. Even the blood did not overflow too much, and the head was so weak. It rolled down, and it took a few seconds for blood to overflow.

   “Clear this.”

  Heavy words came from the darkness.

The next moment more dark shadows began to invade the building. The man with the knife was killed before he could resist. The disturbance awakened the people in the room. They took up weapons and prepared to fight to the death. Some people knelt on the ground. Crying loudly.

   “The demons are coming! They are coming!”

  He told the horrible legend.

  ”The demons who were raised in the underground of Saint Nalo Cathedral!”

   Accompanied by a loud shout, the sound of metal cutting flesh and blood continued, blood and minced meat overflowed, covering every corner of the room.

  The swords of the demon hunters quickly spread their throats with precision. They didn’t even have a chance to wailing, they fell down while holding their bleeding throats, and died silently.

   “Well, it’s time to go to the next one.”

   Samuel put away the nail sword and said to the other dark shadows.

This is destined to be a disturbing sleepless night, and tonight is only the beginning of all this. With the invasion of nightmares, the believers are driven away. There are too many people who want to use some dirty in the chaos. Dirty means to achieve their own interests.

   Samuel actually doesn’t know why the new pope wants to do this, but as a demon hunter, he still adheres to the guidelines and obeys the orders.

   “Let’s go!”

  He finished speaking, and once again disappeared into the dark night with the demon hunters. The killing tonight is far from over.

  In the holy city, the candlelights on the streets are burning quietly, which may be the reason why there is no maintenance by the believers. Tonight’s fire light will weaken a lot. The whole city is like a torch about to be extinguished, shaking in the wind.

  In the forested minarets, a believer in hiding opened the window, and she watched the city.

   “The monster in the well is about to crawl out.”

  Watson’s dignified gaze, after an over-distance [interval] invasion, she could arrive here very quickly. After the torrential rain in Old Dunling ended, she would often go back and forth between the two places to observe the situation here.

   Judging from the information she has received so far, the place of the seven hills is very bad. The unspeakable person has noticed the intention of human beings. Although forced to fall into long sleep, it is still trying to use the dream to interfere with the world.

  The once holy city may become the last battlefield.

She thought about it this way, but did not rush into the Temple of Silence. Watson knew the depth of her sublimation. After the deaths of Edron and Roger, she would be most likely to attract the eyes of the unspeakable. exist.

how should I do it?

  Wason couldn’t think of a good way for a while. She was carrying the [Final Echo]. It stands to reason that at this moment, her directly deep into the well of sublimation, giving it a fatal blow, might be able to end it all.

  But Watson stopped moving forward as if he was afraid of something.

Is    death?

  The aftermath of [Wangchuan] is enough to affect Adren and Roger, not to mention the more powerful [Final Echo], the moment I release, maybe it will be affected by backlash and destroyed together.

  But Watson felt that she was not afraid of death. In fact, she had already died once, and now she was just a ghost wandering in the world.

  So what are you afraid of?

  【Become another monster. 】

  The eyes and pupils shrank to a point, and the breathing became much faster.

  Washeng almost stepped into that trap.

  At the beginning, Adren and Roger were like this. They obtained the proof of sublimation, and then tried to go deep into the well of sublimation to end all this, but in the end what ushered in was not the end, but the beginning of the nightmare.

  Watson didn’t know what happened to them in the Well of Ascension, but she was the last chance of being a human being, and she couldn’t rush forward like this.

   “Have you come to ‘rehearsal’? This last performance.”

  The old voice sounded, and Watson turned his head, only to see another believer approaching here at some unknown time. His figure was hidden in the gray religious robe, his face could not be seen clearly.

   “Lawrence…”

   Watson whispered, the evil spirit that almost overflowed from the believer made her recognize the existence in front of her for the first time.

  Yeah, apart from myself, there is another monster in this world that is even crazier and uncontrollable, Master Lawrence.

   “I haven’t been physically here for a long time, relying on these shells, I always feel that it doesn’t look real enough.”

  Lawrence looked out the window and muttered to himself.

“What do you want to do?”

  Watson was extremely vigilant. In her opinion, Lawrence was different from many enemies.

  The powerful enemies she and Lorenzo encountered together, most of their goals are traceable, you can know how much they think, but Lawrence is different.

  He is a very contradictory person.

Watson knew that what he wanted was that war, that crazy war in the future that he foresaw, but no one knew how far this madman would do for such a war. He had turned himself into Monster, but Watson still felt that this was not the end of Lawrence.

  Looking at him is like watching a dark abyss. You never know what kind of monsters will climb out of the darkness.

   “Nothing, just advancing along my own destiny.”

  Lawrence burst into laughter, he seemed to be really happy, and the long-running ending was just before his eyes.

   “Do you believe in fate that way?” Watson asked suddenly, “Believing blindly and stubbornly, just like the idiot in the story.”

   “Probably, after all, that is the future I saw with my own eyes. I will never fail to believe in myself, do I.”

   Rarely, the two did not go to war, but chatted.

   “So you will be your burial place here? Did you chase for so long just to find a grave for yourself?” Watson didn’t understand.

   “Perhaps, sometimes I feel a little fatalistic.”

  Lawrence actually thought about it seriously, he went too far, and sometimes he couldn’t see himself clearly.

   “This sounds really stupid, a monster like you, is it a ridiculous fate that binds you? Follow it and die.”

   “It may be so ridiculous. It is this fate that prompted me to make so many crazy actions… But these are not important anymore. My goal is about to be achieved, right?”

   “The sad believer.”

Watson ridiculed unabashedly, in her eyes Lawrence was a distorted monster. Although the facts were true, he split his consciousness, carrying countless broken [intervals], and the more bloated load made him. His will has long been exhausted, and what has supported Lawrence to the present is the vain fate.

  She disappeared. After making a mockery, Watson left, disappearing without a trace, and the body sent by her fell weakly, leaving Lawrence alone.

   “Sadly…Is it a believer?”

   Lawrence whispered, tasted the word, and then smiled.

  He has lived for too long, and has invaded too many [intervals]. The endless fragments distorted his consciousness into the appearance of a monster. In the end, he remembered very few.

  Lawrence remembers…

  He remembered that it was not like this at the beginning. He remembered that after his stubborn destiny, there seemed to be something else, but he could not remember.

  Lawrence is like a puppet, a slave bound by his own destiny. He chose to betray and embarked on a crazy taboo road, advancing all the way, becoming more and more depraved and crazy.

  After all these sacrifices, he remembered that there was something besides fate, but it might be that he was too immersed in the fight of fate, and that little wish had long been forgotten.

   “What did that come from? Lorenzo Medici.”

  For some reason, Lawrence recalled the appearance of an old friend in his mind at this moment.

  He thought for a long time, but still couldn’t remember, but Lawrence was not panicked. He still believed in his destiny and remembered the end of this destiny. He believed that as long as he continued to walk, he would pick up the forgotten again.

  Yes, that’s it, this long journey is finally coming to an end.

  (End of this chapter)