Ember Gun

  Chapter 307 His Story

   "Shermans is dead."

The epidemic doctor walked into the room quickly and brought the latest news, but the person sitting in front of the window didn't seem to hear it at all. He lowered his head, facing the rainstorm outside the window, and there was no count on the side of the chair. The clear candle burned quietly, and the flowing wax oil outlined cumbersome symbols on the floor.

Lawrence has always been like this lately. After getting a young body, Lawrence became more and more unable to see through. Sometimes even the epidemic doctor himself didn't know what Lawrence was thinking. He was like a cold and treacherous snake hiding in the dark. Peeping at everyone, preparing to kill with a single blow with the poisonous fangs.

  The epidemic doctor approached cautiously, and there was still the ink mixed with secret blood on the table. A letter that had already been written was put aside, just waiting to be mailed.

  Lawrence seemed to have fallen asleep, but the epidemic doctor knew very well that he was going through the [interval] shuttle, and no one knew where Lawrence's consciousness was at this moment.

  "Power·Gabriel..."

  Even if you are an epidemic doctor, you can't help feeling envy and fear when facing this mysterious power, just like facing a warm firework, it can drive you out of the cold, and it can also burn you to death.

This power has transcended the material, and involves the "spiritual" level that all alchemists are specializing in. With this power, a person's will can shuttle through different bodies like a ghost, even occupying and gaining. newborn".

  In this way, occupying another person’s life silently.

How can such a forbidden and vicious power not make people fearful? Even the epidemic doctor kept thinking about the unknown scene after that. Something crawled out of the dying body, it was sticky, fishy and smelly. The fixed form is like a mass of invisible mud, with its own life slowly creeping, and it is squeezed into another blank body little by little.

  Since then, the Epidemic Doctor has always been wary of Lawrence, and apart from this, the Epidemic Doctor has a deeper understanding of the distortion of this world for the first time.

  How long is the history of the Gospel Church? For a long time, it seems that books existed at the moment they began to record.

  At that moment, "Revelation" appeared in the cognition of the Gospel Church, and in these thousand years, the Gospel Church created the Demon Hunting Order through the knowledge of "Revelation".

  The Epidemic Doctor recalled what Lawrence had said that Mighty Gabriel had long been discovered by the Gospel Church, but was sealed up for some unknown reason. Later, Lawrence re-discovered it due to his aging body.

  That is a terrible secret, a possibility that can scare the epidemic doctor just thinking about it.

In this way, in a forgotten time in the past, the Gospel Church had the power Gabriel, so does it mean that there is not only Lawrence, but the same ghostly existence. It also appeared in past history, so are they all dead?

In theory, this kind of power can continuously change the body to achieve immortality, although Lawrence said that this is the first time he did this, then whether those ghosts who used to be in this way, constantly change their identities and live in the world In the shadow of man, how about an alternative immortality?

  Such power...the power of eternal life...

  No one can refuse such a temptation, even if it is the epidemic doctor himself, but in the end the Gospel Church chose to seal up this power. Did they withstand the temptation of eternal life? Or...what happened? what's going on? They had to give up eternal life and seal up everything about it.

  The epidemic doctor did not dare to continue thinking about it. There were weird bulges under the heavy robe, as if a swarm of snakes were swimming under the clothes, and the depressed cold was like a sharp knife, cutting into the heart of the epidemic doctor.

  He can feel that there are invisible curtains covering the world, they hide all the secrets, and leave his eyes to peep at everyone.

   Stopped in place for a long time, and the epidemic doctor's eyes fell on the letter opener on the table. At this moment, Lawrence was unprepared. If he wanted to, the epidemic doctor had the confidence to kill him in an instant.

   Then his gaze fell on the face of the newborn, I am afraid that no one would associate the young man in front of him with the dying Master Lawrence.

After the suspended animation, Lawrence did a lot of things, and the whole situation developed as he expected. He is like a puppeteer with a string. Everyone on this stage is his puppet. You think you are sober and get rid of Under Lawrence's control, what you don't know is that you have been influenced by him in the corner where you have been neglected.

   "What kind of future do you see? Lawrence..."

A slightly dull sound came from under the beak mask, and at this time there was an unnamed wind surging in the closed room, which blew the candlelight, and the dead body flicked slightly in the flames, and Lawrence slowly opened it. Opened his eyes.

   "Epidemic doctor?"

  He pressed his temples and shuttled frequently in [the gap], which also brought a lot of pressure on his spirit.

   "Shermans is dead."

  The Epidemic Doctor said, his voice was very calm, but after passing through the mask, it turned into that dull whisper.

"do you died?"

  Lawrence raised his head slightly, glanced at the epidemic doctor for a short time, and then looked at the rain outside the window.

  "Shermans...Although he had expected it, he was really dead, and he was still a little surprised."

  "Is it your friend?" the epidemic doctor asked.

   "It's not counted, it's just someone who makes me feel a little...surprised."

  Lawrence said, thinking back to the time in the gospel church, thinking back to the old man’s face, and telling the past.

"He is the son of the Borgia family, that is the notorious poison family. We thought he would be as violent and crazy as his predecessors. The result was strange. He was a devout believer, and his devoutness was a bit insulting to Borghi. Ya this surname.

I also asked him, and he said that he can also become tyrannical, just like his predecessors, using Cantrera to kill one enemy after another, but he said that Caesar Borgia is Doing so, but the tyranny can't get the answer, he said, why not try piety? "

  Lawrence said with a slight smile, then sighed.

   "He is dead too... This feeling is not good. People of my age are almost dead. It makes me live alone in this world, and sometimes feel like a ghost."

   "However, you killed him. If you didn't post those two letters and didn't deliberately bring Lorenzo and the Protestant Order together, Shermans would not die."

   "Yeah...but it's not good to be sentimental to do something," Lawrence said.

  Although he said that, Lawrence’s face had a strange expression. He seemed to be laughing, and he seemed to be sad for Shermans' death.

  The expression is complicated, so complicated that it is difficult for Lawrence to explain this to others.

  Power Gabriel is a double-edged sword. The more Lawrence invades the minds of others, the easier it is for him to lose himself, and now he has fallen into it and cannot escape.

  "Where did you go?" the epidemic doctor asked.

  "Some chess pieces, I need to make sure they are acting as expected."

  Hearing here, the epidemic doctor not only felt a bit of chills, but fortunately, the beak mask helped him conceal this.

  Lawrence has many chess pieces, and he can easily invade a person's mind through erosion, and that person has no idea what happened, and may just treat it as a strange illusion.

The epidemic doctor felt that Lawrence was terrible. He seemed to know how everything would happen. In that death fight, he avoided everyone's sight by means of suspended animation, and then secretly manipulated the chess pieces to accomplish what he wanted to do. , The Elimination Organization and the Protestant Group were all under his control, but they didn't realize these at all.

  "Now that the dispute has started, and with the death of Shermans, the exiles will not give up. We just need to make the situation more intense now."

  Lawrence closed his eyes and conceived the next development in his mind.

  The whole old Dunling is an extremely dangerous vortex, eliminating the agencies, Protestant groups, exiles, Lawrence, Lorenzo...all the hatred and desires, blood and iron are convoluted in it, and no one can stay out of it.

  "Are the secret blood ready?" Lawrence asked suddenly.

   "It is ready, but after use, it can only stay awake for a very short time, and then it will be alienated into a monster." The epidemic doctor said.

   "That's it."

  Lawrence looked out the window as he spoke. At the end of the rain curtain was a dark tower. The Dunling Pagoda flashed with lightning and thunder, and countless crows were flying in the heavy rain and wailing.

  I don’t know what the reason is. There are always countless crows standing on the winding cables of Dunling Pagoda. They are flying around and seem to never leave.

   "Did you cause a wave of demons in the old Dunling?" the epidemic doctor guessed.

   "Who knows?"

  Lawrence pretends to be mysterious, and does not want to confide in all his thoughts.

  "We are now waiting for an opportunity, the epidemic doctor, an appropriate opportunity, when all the gears are transferred to that delicate position..."

  Lawrence grabbed the letter opener and pierced the wooden table with his hand.

   "Old Dunling is an extremely tight and strong fortress, and only in that extremely delicate opportunity, we have the ability to break through them."

  "...Are you going to ruin all of this? With the cleansing mechanism?" The epidemic doctor couldn't help being astonished by Lawrence's crazy thoughts.

"Why? This is a good city. Although I don't like it very much, it's better than letting the monsters occupy this place." Lawrence said, "What I want to destroy is not the old Dunling, nor the elimination of institutions, but He, only then can I be 100% sure..."

  As he spoke, he immediately looked at the epidemic doctor and asked.

   "Right, where's Lorenzo?"

   "He escaped, I don't know where he went." The epidemic doctor said, he was a little puzzled.

  Lawrence paid too much attention to Lorenzo. He searched for his information secretly, and filled his eyeliner on Cork Street. Perhaps Lorenzo hadn’t noticed it either. His every move was in Lawrence’s eyes.

   "Why do you care about this demon hunter so much? Just because he'killed' you?"

   "Of course not..." Lawrence shook his head, and then said, "But do you really think an ordinary witcher can kill me?"

"You said the epidemic doctor, after he killed me, he should be dying too, but the weird armor of original sin appeared, it killed the out-of-control Holy Grail flesh and blood, and made Luo in a weird way. Renzo came alive...He has the flesh and blood of the Holy Grail in his body."

  Lawrence said and raised his hand, staring carefully at the young and energetic flesh and blood. Not long ago, he was still alive in the dying and dry body, but now he is as full of motivation as a young man.

"Do you know what price I paid to fuse the flesh and blood of the Holy Grail? In order to stay awake, I pierced my arm one after another with nails, trying to wake me up from the severe pain, but even so, I He almost died, losing his mind and alienating into a crazy monster."

   Thinking back on all that, Lawrence couldn't help but feel afraid for a while, and was engulfed by that weird feeling a little bit by erosion, like being plunged into a calm deep sea, everything was dead and gray.

  Lawrence immediately turned to the epidemic doctor. The darkness behind the lens made it difficult to determine what kind of face under the mask, or whether it was a human being.

"But Lorenzo survived. Without consciousness, the Holy Grail's flesh and blood melted into the body very peacefully. Even I couldn't do it, let alone an ordinary demon hunter. Can show that he is not ordinary..."

   At the end of that death fight, under the burning rain, that face that roared at himself.

"It's him."

   Lawrence muttered softly.

"Who?"

  "My most proud student." Lawrence said.

   "The demon hunter named after Medanzo, or...047."

  The epidemic doctor still didn't understand, he asked again.

"So? I remember you said that the Medanzo demon hunters died in the night of Saint Proximity, but he survived..." The Epidemic Doctor said with a cold laugh, "Under the fear of death, As the leader, he also escaped? He has lived in Jiudun Linggou to this day?"

  Lawrence looked hesitant, he shook his head, and then slightly agreed, not knowing what he wanted to express.

   "I...I'm skeptical. Although it's only a suspicion, it's enough to make me wary."

   "What?" The epidemic doctor couldn't understand Lawrence's words more and more.

  Lawrence sat upright, looking directly at the heavy lenses of the epidemic doctor, trying to find the eyes of the epidemic doctor in the darkness.

  "This is a not too long story, about everything I suspect and be wary of now."

   "Say it." After a short period of hesitation, the epidemic doctor said.

  The sky outside the window is still the same, and the countless raindrops fall from the sky, bringing the coldness, and at the same time, like the scattered tide, bringing back all the past.

  Lawrence sighed, a little nostalgic, but more in awe.

  "His story, the story of Lorenzo Medici."

  (End of this chapter)