Ember Gun - Chapter 726

Chapter 726 Exile

The new pope is like an activated dead tree, and like a demon entrenched in the depths of darkness, he weaves the thread of fate, and takes down tough roots under the soil.

The scarlet silk thread, the decayed branch buds, and the tail-blade that looked at him eagerly…This is what Lorenzo can test at the moment. He doesn’t know what kind of deceitful power the new pope still has, and it hasn’t been exposed yet.

They are all demon hunters, with fiery secret blood tumbling in their bodies, and Lorenzo also has a vague idea about those who have not been able to detect clearly for the time being.

Just after realizing this, Lorenzo felt a little weak and some felt depressing.

The Temple of Silence has been completely closed. Shangjian is a fortress made of flesh and blood. Even with reinforcements, Lorenzo does not think that they can break through such a bad line of defense and reach here, let alone what is the use of reaching here?

Except for Lorenzo, he didn’t think anyone could maintain a lot of sanity under such high-intensity erosion. They would just die.

“This is a bit of a decisive battle.”

Lorenzo cheered up for himself. If the unspeakable were exiled so easily, Lorenzo would actually feel a little unreal.

High-intensity erosion rolled repeatedly in this confined space, and the heart of the war drum gradually rose, and even the dust under the feet trembled.

There is no doubt that the new pope is very strong, much stronger than Lorenzo expected. Under their joint efforts, the new pope not only did not defeat, but suppressed a few people, making them exhausted.

Can’t escape like this forever. The new pope is leaning against the well of sublimation. The evil abyss brings him endless help, but Lorenzo and the others do not have such assistance, and they have to resist the interference of erosion.

Now they can still maintain their sanity, but no one knows how long the consciousness of Lorenzo and others can sustain under such high pressure, and more importantly, there are still extremely unstable members among them.

For example, Lawrence.

So far, Lorenzo has no idea what kind of monster Lawrence has become, but what he understands is that there is nothing wrong with thinking about all situations in the worst direction.

If the stalemate continues, as the closest monster to sublimation, it is not impossible for Lawrence to lose control completely under the interference of erosion.

Just a new pope is enough to cause headaches, plus Lawrence, Lorenzo only feels that the odds of winning are slim, of course, in addition to this, there is another unclear variable.

“Watson!”

Lorenzo shouted, responding to the incoming shoots, longing for Watson’s response.

The voice echoed in the empty hall, no one responded to Lorenzo’s call, looking at the position of the flame bearer, this armor of original sin had been completely wrapped by countless red threads, and the ground was also cracking, savagely growing branches and buds. He tightly bound the feet of the flame bearer, and plunged into the gap in the armor.

Just like trying to capture Lorenzo at the time, Lorenzo responded in a timely manner and severed the connection, but the besieged flamebearer could not do this. The pale branches and shoots pierced into the flesh and blood of the demon, stirring the flesh, and inside They multiply rapidly, they continue to spread, and finally break through the flesh and blood, and grow out, with a scarlet color.

The fireworks on the flame bearer flickered. It tried to ignite itself in a similar way to Lorenzo to disperse these shoots, but unfortunately, after the fireworks flashed several times, it was completely extinguished.

It is like a dead giant. With the trembling remnants, the steam engine also decayed, the light returned to darkness, the flame holder turned into a huge sculpture, lifeless, white vines grew along the gap, concentrated on it. The back stood tall and straight to the dark dome, and then more branches and buds spread out and turned into a towering tree with mottled blood stains on it.

Watson did not respond, Lorenzo’s heart trembled a little, and he fell into suspicion.

For Watson, the flame bearer was just a body. She was definitely not injured, but the emptiness of her refused to respond to Lorenzo at this moment.

Is it because of the previous agreement?

Ghost Watson can only rely on [Gap] to communicate. After seeing the enemy’s true posture, did Watson keep silent as agreed?

Or to say…Watson is also approaching out of control?

Lorenzo is very clear, in fact, Watson and Lawrence are no different. They are all monsters that have advanced to sublimation and are approaching the end. One is split into a huge army, the other is transformed into an invisible ghost.

Dangerous and powerful.

The previous case of Roger and Adren has proved the ability of the unspeakable to contaminate. If Watson is contaminated and instigated rebellion… Lorenzo dare not think about it.

She is currently in charge of [Final Echo]. Once Watson loses control, Lorenzo will only do more in vain.

The picture in front of him changed rapidly, and Lorenzo suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Watson when he first stepped here.

He hoped that Watson could transfer [Final Echoes] to himself, but Watson did not respond, and the battle began immediately… Watson never rejected him, not to mention all this has been planned for a long time, she could not Make such a mistake.

The ground under his feet cracked, and the pale shoots attacked again. They rose from the ground and turned into cages, trying to trap Lorenzo.

His thoughts were interrupted, but Lorenzo was not prepared to continue thinking anymore. The suspicions at the moment are meaningless. He has come to the end. He can do nothing except trust Watson unconditionally.

No…Except for one thing, behead the enemy in front of you.

The fireworks exploded in an instant, and the cage was not yet closed, it was evaporated by the high temperature, leaving only the debris at the feet, proving their just existence.

Lorenzo did not stop, there was a tremor at his feet, his figure was pulled into a white light, and he galloped past. This time he did not choose to flee, but to meet the enemy.

‘S gaze firmly locked on the new pope, perhaps because of the fireworks. Under this strong light, only the hideous figure remained in Lorenzo’s sight, and everything around him gradually faded and dissipated.

Just like rushing on a collapsed continent, every time Lorenzo takes a step forward, the ground he is stepping on will collapse in the next second. The hoarse shoots are like vines that are thrown up, chasing his figure, and in the end it has become Densely chasing soldiers, they obscure the sky, as long as Lorenzo is a little slow for a second, they will overtake, entangle, and then torn to pieces.

“Lorenzo… Holmes?”

The hoarse voice sounded intermittently from the mouth of the new pope, and Lorenzo looked at him with a little surprise, and then he saw it.

Seeing the iron surface covered with dents and blood stains, it is engraved with delicate textures. If you look along the direction of the textures, you will find that these textures constitute a vortex-like pattern, and all of this ultimately points to the vortex. end.

Those eyes sunken under the iron surface.

In the vast white fireworks scrolling, in the blink of an eye, the light ceased and it was pitch black.

It was no longer the scorching pupils that Lorenzo looked at each other, but the pitch black like an abyss. It scrolled slowly and viscously, as if Lorenzo’s soul was about to be swallowed.

“Don’t stare at him!”

The sound was deafening, but Lawrence’s reminder came too late, or…all this happened too fast, Lorenzo had already been captured by him the moment the sound sounded.

The scenery in front of him gradually collapsed, lost its original color, and fell into black and white. Knowing that he had fallen into a trap, Lorenzo still insisted on taking out his sword.

No need to explain, Lorenzo clearly knew what had happened to him at the moment when the strange feeling emerged.

Power Raphael.

False hallucinations can make people crazy, but it cannot change reality. Lorenzo has the final picture in his mind. The new pope is close in front of him. He just stubbornly stabs the nail sword.

“Lorenzo?”

The familiar voice sounded, but the goal was another familiar face.

Lorenzo maintained the posture of raising the sword, but he was in the splendid sea of ​​flowers. Watson stood in front of him, looking at himself with a confused expression.

“Luo…”

She wanted to say something more, but the nail sword cut her throat, and even the entire illusion was completely shattered.

“It’s cruel! Lorenzo Holmos, haven’t you hesitated at all?”

As the illusion shattered, the sound of mocking sounded, and the new pope was close in front of him, the tail blade and the shoots dancing wildly, like an angry monster.

I can clearly feel that as the battle progresses, the new pope becomes more “active”. Lorenzo knows that this is the degree of dominance that has begun to deepen, even with all the knowledge and intentions in the mind of the new pope. Used by the darkness.

“We are not only fighting with him, but also fighting with the dark side of our hearts. This is the truth that erosion can interfere with us!”

Lawrence’s voice sounded, and while Lorenzo attracted most of his attention, the assassin hiding in the shadows attacked again.

The figure of the new pope occupies all of Lorenzo’s sight, so he can’t see Lawrence’s trail, but he can hear the howling winds in the air, as if there is a biting iron sword, which is cutting all obstacles. Off.

The unspeakable are chaotic and disorderly. It will arouse the dark side of the heart. The nightmare-like scene will haunt people and drag them into the deep darkness.

Just like Roger and Adron, their obsession with all this turned into their weakness, which led to the beginning of destruction.

Lorenzo does not know exactly what happened to the new pope, but it is certain that the new pope is dead, and now fighting against him is just a soul-recovering corpse ruled by darkness.

“I hate that someone manipulates my memory!”

Lorenzo roared angrily, the raging fireworks proliferated along the spiked sword, like a lance through the sea of ​​fire.

It was also at this moment that the turbulent black mist erupted from the sublimation well behind, and they spread wantonly, engulfing everything in a blink of an eye, chewing on all the light.

Lorenzo didn’t know if he had stabbed the new pope. The dark mist rolled over him, softly as if it didn’t exist, but immediately afterwards, his consciousness was hit hard. The extreme sense of disgust almost made Lorenzo think To cut open your heart.

Then comes pain.

It was as if a dagger was cutting the eardrum, and there was a harsh sound like metal rubbing, and there were waves of metal crashing. Lorenzo only felt terrible pain in his chest, being hit by the harsh sound, like a hammer that kept falling.

Every time he heard the sound, Lorenzo was backing away, his chest was dented, blood surged, and the shattered iron armor was intertwined with flesh and blood.

Lorenzo was so painful that he roared like a beast.

The billowing black mist swept past and dissipated in an instant, but the weight exerted on his mind was not at ease. Lorenzo saw everything in front of him clearly, and saw that he was clinging to the stone pillar. The sharp tail blade pierced through his shoulders, nailing himself to the stone pillar, while the remaining tail blade was still hitting his chest, trying to break Lorenzo’s armor.

What’s worse is more than that. The dense, ant-like sounds sounded, and the branch buds broke through the surface of the stone pillar beside him, pierced into Lorenzo’s flesh and blood through the gap opened by the tail blade.

Lorenzo saw through the illusion, but the moment he was disturbed by the illusion was his imminent death.

The tail blade was raised high, and the sharp edge brought death’s invitation. Lorenzo tried to move his body, but there was a painful interference in his mind, and he vaguely saw the heavy black fog again.

The limbs were also firmly grasped by the shoots. Breaking away is inevitable, but in the process of Lorenzo breaking free, he will be pierced by the tail blade.

The tail blade rolled up the harsh wind, like the sharp blade of the ruling, but this was not Lorenzo’s death. It deviated from a certain angle, hit Lorenzo’s side, and cut off a lot of shoots. .

The connected tentacles struggled a few times, then fell weakly and fell to the ground, twitching violently like a python.

Lorenzo looked in the direction of the new pope, and saw that he was completely stained with blood, and the tail blade of the wild dance was also broken.

Lawrence did not sacrifice Lorenzo in vain, and attacked again at this critical moment, but in order to get close to the new pope and cut off these tail blades, he also made enough sacrifices.

I saw Lawrence half of his body was covered by white shoots, which were deeply pierced in flesh and blood. With the wave of the new pope, the shoots were uprooted, tearing Lawrence’s half body, and there was still a little white in section. But he did not say a word, firmly grasped the nail sword, and slashed the new pope’s neck fiercely.

The nail sword submerged into the neck, but could not completely cut it off. It only cut in half. Lawrence sighed helplessly, and the next moment he was completely torn apart by the shoots.

His body is like torn paper, flesh and blood, bones, internal organs, head…all these are turned into flying fragments, crashing to the ground, steaming hot.

In the next second, in the vaporized blood mist, another sharp spiked sword slashed. With the cover of flesh and blood pieces, the sword split the body of the new pope.

Lawrence stepped on his corpse, nailed the sword from top to bottom, slashed on the body of the new pope, split his shoulders, and with his chest and spine, half of his body slumped weakly, and the blood gurgled.

“You are too close, Lawrence.”

He said.

Lawrence did not respond. He could feel the pain coming from under his feet. Although the deadly tail blade was cut off, the ubiquitous shoots were still a threat enough. They pierced the soles of Lawrence’s feet and crawled along his bones. , In just a few seconds, it has spread to the calf.

Raising the sword, swinging it down, cut off the new pope’s arm, and his limbs were raised high.

A large number of shoots erupted in Lawrence’s body, just like what happened to the flame holders, they grew arbitrarily with the flesh and blood of Lawrence, and a large number of shoots sprang out from under the epidermis. They entangled together and became hardened. Lawrence’s trunk maintained his last move, as if he had melted into a big tree, and died.

But there were two more white light and shadows intertwined, leaving a huge wound on the new pope’s body. One sword cut off his thigh, and the other cut into his waist and abdomen.

“Are you endless? Lawrence.”

The new pope looked at Lawrence, who had emerged from the darkness again, and couldn’t help asking, but the response to him was the flames falling from the sky.

In an instant, the ultimate fireworks condensed into a ball. This was not a cut, it was more like evaporation. The parts that were swept by the blade were all evaporated, leaving a pitch-black coke shell on the section.

Lorenzo got rid of the shackles and rose into the air. He cut the new Pope in the middle of the scar left by Lawrence. He kicked the broken upper body and fell heavily to the rear, constantly rolling, rolling. The black mist enveloped the new pope.

Although there are some accidents, everything is still proceeding as expected.

“It’s really expensive.”

Lawrence looked at the fallen body and couldn’t help but said.

“But it’s worth it.”

Lorenzo suppressed the tumbling blood, his voice was a little weak, the new pope’s slamming on him had not yet healed, and the darkness in his mind became heavier.

The two moved forward. The fallen half of the body was at the forefront. The new pope raised his head with difficulty, and the sprouts held him up. As expected, this could not kill him completely, because he was leaning against the Ascension. well.

“So I drove him back, and brought that guy together [exiled].”

Lorenzo’s voice was calm, and Lawrence nodded in agreement.

The new pope slowly turned around, and the dark well was in front of him. Countless branches and buds crawled out of the dark well. They completely covered the wall of the well, like crazy vines. Now they are rooted one by one. The earth entangled in the body of the new pope, hardened, and turned into a weird and rotten tree.

“Why refuse?”

asked the new pope incomprehensibly, while at the same time, more and more evil power spread across his body.

The flesh and blood did not continue to proliferate, but was wrapped in shoots, and countless red silk threads also fell down, hanging on him like a huge cloak.

Lorenzo did. He almost drove the new pope back to the well of sublimation, but in the same way, the new pope was close enough to the well of sublimation.

The billowing black fog diffused out again, overflowing from the wellhead, almost engulfing all the light between the sky and the earth.

(End of this chapter)