Ember Gun - Chapter 707

Chapter 707 Homecoming

The templar knights were screaming, crying, and praying in their mouths, asking for mercy from the ethereal gods. Under the cruelty of blood and fire, they had never had the piety that they had never had before, and they almost wanted to sacrifice their whole body and heart. It’s the same as God, but this kind of piety can’t be exchanged for anything. The demons are still advancing, and the line of defense organized by mortals is fragile in front of the fangs and claws.

Piazza Medici became a slaughterhouse of flesh and blood, and the corpse fell into a fuzzy form, and blood flowed through the cracks in the bricks and penetrated under the ground.

The blazing fire is reflected on the bronze statue of Lorenzo Medici in the center. The gloss and blood distorted the face of the sculpture, as if there were evil spirits lodged on it. At this moment, the bronze statue came alive and enjoyed their death. And pain.

Fear captured the hearts of these people. Without the dominance of anyone who could suppress the fear and face all of them, they fought on their own and were in chaos, just like a flock of sheep that had been broken through the fence, facing the hungry wolves that attacked. , Can only run tiredly.

“Who…who will help me.”

Some Templar knights made such a cry for help. Standing inside the defense line, he could clearly see the advancing monsters and the Templar knights fighting with them in the front.

His body trembled violently, and even the sword could not be held. He let go of the sharp blade, only to hear the metal hit the ground with a crisp sound, and then he slowly knelt down, crawling on the ground, facing the non-existent God prayed.

“stand up!”

The other person cursed and tried to pull him up, but he was indifferent.

The two pulled each other until a certain moment, the pulling Fang stopped. The Templar knelt on the ground slightly raised his head, but saw a headless corpse standing beside him, with a cross section of his neck. Still overflowing with blood.

“haha a!”

He gasped violently, then yelled, fear and disgust rolled in his body, his screaming did not last long, and the vomit coming up from his stomach blocked his throat. He vomited all over, as if vomiting his soul together.

Without waiting for extra action, more corpses were pressed down, pressing him in the darkness, and then a demon passed by, using a sharp blade to smash all this into pieces of flesh in the sky.

Snowing.

Someone raised their head, and against the firelight, the floating objects scattered in the air became clear, and they fell immediately, leaving sticky scarlet spots on the body.

Red snow, snow with fear and death.

“Don’t run away! Regroup!”

The surviving sane people shouted that the demons are much better than them in terms of power and speed. All they can do is to use their own advantages as much as possible to fight the demons.

Some people obeyed his instructions, some fled in a panic, and others knelt on the ground blankly, waiting to die without saying a word.

‘S eyes directly ignored those people, and turned to look at these people who were approaching him. No matter he entered the house, he had to seize the last chance of surviving.

Thinking about this, the next second a dark shadow covered him.

The figure froze completely, like a prey being watched by a predator, and every nerve in the body exudes warning and fear.

Smelly and muddy breath came at him, and he met a pair of scarlet eyes.

“damn it!”

He cursed loudly, and at the same time stabbed the sharp sword in his hand. This was the last resistance of his life, at least he would have to die with dignity.

The metal crossed, the flesh and blood body broke easily, and the sound of bone fragmentation continued.

The man was stunned for a moment. He had never thought that his swordsmanship and strength were so superb. Then he noticed that there was no blood on his sword, and the body of the demon fell, revealing the person standing behind.

“Take them away and hide in the building. I will hold them here.”

Samuel said indifferently, the blazing white in his eyes exuding bursts of cold light.

“well.”

The man answered stiffly, and then he realized that Samuel was not talking to him, another person responded and rushed out from the side.

“Follow me! Look for cover, don’t fight these monsters in the open space!”

Nord’s sword cut off a demon’s arm. Without the shackles of the armor, his speed increased a lot, and he dodged several onslaughts in a thrilling manner.

The power of one person is still too weak. These monsters are very fast. He needs to hide in the building and restrict their actions as much as possible.

Seeing Nord, the minds of these people were slightly restored from their fears. These people all knew Nord and knew the identity of his commander.

“How about you? Samuel, can you?”

In the chaos, Nord shouted to Samuel. There were too many demons in the square, and Samuel used his own strength to fight against him, which was a little unrealistic for Nord.

Samuel responded calmly to this.

“If I belong to another faction, maybe I can’t, but I am Yanar, the immortal Yanar.”

This is a word that Nord can’t understand. He doesn’t understand the factions between the demon hunters at all, and even the nature of the power is not clear, but from this voice, he can hear Samuel’s confidence.

Turning his head, Nord randomly picked one from the group of buildings near the square, and then directed the others to evacuate. Some demons tried to continue chasing, but they smelled the sweet smell floating in the air and turned their heads. Look at the burning white.

Samuel pulled away the nail sword, causing the restless secret blood to flow from the wound on his palm, and the amount of bleeding was astonishing. In just a few seconds, a large pool of blood formed under his feet.

He doesn’t feel bad, Samuel’s state has never been better, power strengthens his hematopoietic ability, and blood seems endless.

“It’s sweet, isn’t it, everyone.”

The restless secret blood is simply the most perfect bait for demons. These inferior products that have failed in sublimation instinctively yearn for that more noble power.

Samuel picked up another knight’s sword, and the blood dripped down the blade. He held two swords and was surrounded by demons.

This silence did not last long. The sweet blood drove the demon crazy, and finally a demon couldn’t stop his desire, and then all the monsters around followed its movements and rushed towards Samuel.

All the light disappeared in an instant, and countless demons were like an iron curtain, sealing Samuel into the cage of death, but Samuel didn’t feel fear. At this moment, he had never had it in his heart. calm.

Samur is a person who longs for victory, enjoying the ecstasy and glory after victory.

But now he feels that victory is not important anymore. Victory represents disputes, and it means that there will always be people injured. There has been enough blood tonight, and then he has another contradictory idea.

Samur needs victory, unscrupulous victory, and this reason is the same as hating victory.

Enough blood has flowed tonight, and Samuel cannot allow such sacrifices to be wasted.

The pool of blood under his feet agitated, and the deposited blood was like strong acid, constantly bubbling with bubbles, as if it was about to boil, and then a little spark fell, igniting the hot secret blood.

The blazing fireworks exploded in an instant, easily devouring Samuel and the monsters who rushed up.

Like a bonfire rising on the ground, Nord turned his head and could only see that the pure whiteness robbed all sight, as if there was only the only light source left in the world.

“Samur…”

Nord whispered the name of the demon hunter, thanking him for the delay, Nord successfully led the remaining templars into the building, they sealed the doors and windows, prepared the sword and the remaining ammunition, leaving only A door was open, ready to meet the attacking demons and Samuel who had withdrawn.

But now the fire has swallowed everything, and the demons are constantly rushing into it. Nord can hear the tearing sound from the fireworks. It may be that Samuel is tearing the demons, or it may be that the demons are tearing him apart. Divide.

He didn’t dare to continue watching, but he still forced his gaze to lock firmly on the fireworks.

staring at the raging white flames, a vague black shadow appeared in the heart of the flames, and the night continued to expand and become clear, bursting out of the flames.

A distorted and fuzzy figure walked out of the blazing white.

At this moment, Nord felt that his heartbeat almost stopped. He was a little afraid to recognize the figure in front of him. The figure was tattered and covered with hideous scars. His entire left shoulder collapsed, and a huge wound was almost Split the chest open, and the bones can be seen deep.

This is a fatal wound. Many fatal wounds are superimposed together, but this figure did not die. Instead, more scarlet silk thread overflowed from the wound, just like sewing thread, stitching these cracked wounds together.

“Good-looking, Nord, this is the power of the Demon Hunter!”

Samur shouted loudly, waved his swords casually, and chopped the approaching monster into pieces.

The wound on   ’s body healed and opened again, and the scarlet silk thread continued to overflow under the high-intensity combat, so that it surrounded Samuel, like a scarlet mist.

Demons flooded in all directions like a tide.

Samur can feel the power of monsters. This is different from the monsters that are usually hunted. It may be directly affected by the well of sublimation. Their overall strength is much higher.

Fortunately, there is no monster with real power yet. Once such a monster joins the battle, Samuel has no confidence to support it.

No…It’s not that he has no confidence at all, but he may be in breach of contract.

He promised Anthony not to die here, to tell the latecomers what happened in the Cathedral of San Nalo, but he couldn’t allow himself to go so far as to survive, face many demons, and retreat without fighting.

The sharp claws pierced from behind his chest, and Samuel was stunned for a second, then snapped off the demon’s arm and turned around to chop off its head.

In pain, Samuel gradually had a strange feeling, which was just like growth.

The previous Samuel, who liked blood and iron, disappeared. Now he has become more calm, and his thoughts have become heavier. This is an indescribable feeling, like a world away.

A sharp noise rang, and another sharp claw fell. It was probably a severe pain from the whole body, which affected Samuel’s judgment. He was too late to defend and his body would suffer heavy damage again. Although he was protected by power, this series of severe injuries , For Samuel, it is also a great pressure.

But it was the sound of numerous gunshots. The Templar knights set up their positions and used the remaining ammunition to open fire and assist Samuel in suppressing the demons.

Samur may have dead spots before, but now they are gone. They will always support Samur before the ammunition hits unprecedented levels.

Seeing this, Samuel felt relaxed for a while, and suddenly felt that everything was worth it again.

“You know? Nord, I heard Father Anthony tell a story like this before.”

Samur yelled while slashing, but Nord looked inexplicably strange. He didn’t understand why Samuel had to tell a story at this time.

“He said that on the night of the holy night, there was also a demon hunter who was fighting with many demons. He had the name of an angel and was called Yanar.”

The scarlet silk thread danced wildly, holding up the sword blades scattered on the ground, he was like an evil spirit whose head was wrapped in silk thread.

“I… I might be able to become Yanar, too.”

After he finished speaking, Samuel’s voice became husky and hoarse, and Nord could only see a scarlet roaring lion biting the demons. The flesh and blood continued to multiply, but it was quickly torn to pieces. He screamed. The sound was deafening.

This is a deadly battle between the beasts. The Templars are spectators sitting in the Colosseum, watching all this with horror. In the end, it is difficult for Nord to distinguish Samuel from the group of monsters. .

He bit, with his claws, with his teeth, with everything he could use, until he was exhausted, until the heavy steel knocked him down, the demon in iron armor vented his stale air and walked from the distant street.

Samuel fell to the ground, his sight was soaked with blood and blurred, and the silk thread on his body gradually stopped. He lost the power of dancing wildly, and could only reluctantly suture the wound on his body, so that Samuel kept alive.

“Sure enough, it still doesn’t work…”

He murmured, he was still not strong enough, and facing the demon who was heavily surrounded, Samuel finally failed to hold on.

Perhaps he really is about to breach the contract, Samuel is very clear that his life has the last use.

Step into the darkness and liberate the secret blood.

The footsteps of the demons are getting closer and closer, and Samuel enjoys the final peace. As long as they approach, he will give everything to the darkness to complete the final **** battle.

He thought this way, and gradually, the roar around him disappeared, the noise was no longer, and instead he fell into a strange silence.

Only the sound of fireworks burning and the sound of approaching footsteps were left in the silence.

someone is coming?

No…It is a lot of people, many, many people, their steps are neat and uniform, the sound of their footsteps shakes the sky, and then suddenly disappears.

No, they stopped.

“Huh? Is this Lorenzo Medici? It doesn’t look like it at all.”

Something sounded in his ears, and Samuel was surprised. He raised his head hard, and saw the figure standing next to the bronze statue with difficulty. He only wiped the blood from the bronze statue’s face, and commented like this.

“It’s been a long time since I came back. It’s really a shame that Feilengcui has become like this.”

He continued to sigh, as if he had noticed Samuel, who had not yet died. He turned his head and revealed a cold metal iron surface.

“Who are you?”

Samuel asked, for some reason, facing this mask, his mind was blank at the moment, as if something was threatening him. The degree of danger was so terrible that he could no longer think about anything except in front of him. thing.

“Huh? Me?”

He came over and squatted down beside Samuel. His voice was very light and seemed very happy.

“You can call me… Lawrence.”

He said so.

“Lawrence?”

Samuel’s voice was numb, repeating without emotion, the terrible nightmare in his mind was ticked off because of the name.

“Yes, Lawrence.”

He said, stood up, looked around the square, one after another, iron-clad figures marched forward, waving steel and blood, and drove all the demons along the way to extinction.

is like a massacre.

“The last patriarch of the Demon Hunting Order, the current pope of the Orthodox Church.”

He is smiling.

“I am Lawrence, this is my battle.”

(End of this chapter)