Chapter 476 Crossing the Fence

"has it ended?"

  Merlin looked at the sea of ​​fire below. In the blazing white fireworks, the angels stood in stalemate like sculptures. With William's death, their movements were fixed at the moment of William's death, raising the spikes and shaking their wings.

"probably."

   Lorenzo said with some uncertainty, he clenched the nail sword tightly with a grim expression.

William’s last words may not have awakened Merlin, but he reminded Lorenzo too much. It’s normal for shepherds to smell of hungry wolves. They are like demon hunters and become monsters in order to fight against monsters. Then Is the so-called end of sublimation just such a dark abyss?

  The power Gabriel he possesses seems to be a weapon against demons, so is it possible that it is also a way of spreading this disease?

  Lorenzo stopped thinking for a while, he observed the movement in the sea of ​​fire.

After this brief contact, he probably inferred the nature of some angels. They do not possess advanced consciousness, but are machines that act according to certain rules. This will inevitably cause them to have a lot of clumsy operations, such as priority. After the death of William of the first class, it is extremely likely to pursue another target in order, rather than the people present.

This is what Lorenzo bet on. The follow-up of Maruri port is where his confidence lies. If everyone involved is really eradicated, then Lawrence must be greatly injured, and even the entire Maruri port will be destroyed by war, but Finally, judging from the news reports, none of this happened.

   "Whether it is dead or alive, it depends on this time."

  Lorenzo said softly.

The angels stood in the sea of ​​fire, their godless eyes fell on the scorched body. They were still waiting, crackling and crackling, until the fire completely reduced William to ashes, and they had a new one. trend.

  The delicate blood-stained face lifted up, looking up at the sky from the bottom of the abyss.

   Spread your wings.

  Lorenzo pushed Merlin away. He noticed the crisis, and the secret blood surged again.

  The gust of wind swelled, and they were dancing their wings vigorously, but the ridiculous thing was that the wings could not carry them to fly. Like a demon, they used their sharp minions to constantly scratch the wall of the well and rush towards the upper platform.

  Lorenzo looked at all this and felt a little ridiculous for a while. These monsters have the sacred appearance of angels, but under this shell is the darkness that is hard to peek, sticky and hypocritical.

  They are fast, and the only battle power that can be relied on on the platform is Lorenzo. Most people have lost consciousness in this highly corrosive environment, and he is alone.

  Angels are here.

  The holy figure rushed out of the edge of the platform. They surrounded the platform. With Lorenzo's power, he could not defeat so many angels in an instant.

  The spiral spike was broken and thrown out. The soldiers with turbid consciousness were directly penetrated and nailed to the wall of the well. The remaining medical staff had no ability to resist. In a blink of an eye, this turned into a massacre.

   "Merlin! Follow me!"

  Lorenzo yelled. In this case, he can only give priority to protecting valuable people. After careful conversion, everyone in the workshop can die, but only Merlin must survive.

The spikes advanced, Lorenzo stopped an angel who tried to pass him, but the angels who had climbed up from the perimeter of the platform had already reached the surroundings. They were dragging huge wings. This thing was like a tumor sent to them. .

The sharp claw swung down, and Merlin responded with the swordsmanship he learned from kicking other alchemists in the early years, but the jackknife in his hand was shaky in the previous battle. The two collided with each other. This blow was a direct hit. The jackknife broke, and the sharp claws cut open Merlin's chest.

   "Merlin!"

Lorenzo gave up the enemy in front of him and exposed his back unsuspectingly to the enemy. He rushed towards Merlin, and at the same time countless spiral spikes pierced like a rain of arrows, blocking them. All potential escape spaces turn it into a closed cage.

When    was about to die, it seemed that time had stopped, and all the angels’ movements were frozen in the air.

  Lorenzo rushed to Merlin's side, and the dense armor rose from the surface of the body and grew wildly along the arms and underarms, like the steel feathers of a black angel. The proliferating armor casts a strange, shield-like hardness.

  The expected heavy blow did not come, Lorenzo looked at the angels, and the next moment they were broken.

They are like statues that have been eroded by wind and water for hundreds of years. Their smooth, white skin began to turn yellow, peeling off like the bark of dry and rotten wood. The endless time passed by them, the flesh and blood decayed into gray and black hard. The quality, enveloping the fragile bones, finally reveals the hollow skeleton.

  Fireworks scrolled, and the angels’ bodies collapsed into ashes and returned to dust.

   "This is... left?"

  Merlin said weakly, clutching the wound on her chest.

  "Don’t talk, there are enough technology chiefs who have died today!"

  Lorenzo ignored the movements of the angels. It was more important to save Merlin's life than these.

Tear open the clothes, you can see Meilin’s body covered with alchemy inscriptions. He once said that this is an alchemist who is obsessed with truth. At some point in the past, Merlin used himself as an experiment. 】, but unfortunately he failed. Fortunately, he survived this disaster, even though he has become the weird appearance he is now.

"This reminds me of the days when I was an apprentice. My teacher and I went to kick people's courts, but never beat each other. The **** used a mace. He modified his arm with alchemy and knocked the alchemy potion before the fight. , The hammer broke my sword, and the broken sword slashed my chest like this."

Merlin's voice is weak. This guy has almost no facial expressions due to the failure of the previous experiment. For this reason, Lorenzo can't tell whether he really sees the scenery, or is really dying, dying. Say bad things before.

"doctor!"

Lorenzo shouted to the surviving medical staff. They were all frightened and shivered in the corner. After being scolded by Lorenzo, they slowed down for a few seconds before reacting and picked them up from the pool of blood. Picking up medical supplies, rushed to Mei Lin's side.

   "So how did you escape?"

  Lorenzo gave the position to the medical staff, and he continued to ask Merlin to keep Merlin awake.

"I didn't run away. That guy died. Everything comes at a price. Lorenzo, that neuropathy used too much medicine. After the hammer, his aged heart couldn't bear the pressure of the medicine. And it stopped abruptly."

  Merlin coughed a few times as he spoke. Lorenzo guessed that this guy was trying to laugh, but it was a pity that he had lost his expression a long time ago.

"No...it's not quite right, Lorenzo, if William is their priority to eradicate, then we who get the information from William...Although we may not know as much as William, then we judge in order. Shouldn't it be the next goal after solving William?"

  Merlin became serious again after telling the wonderful story, and he asked Lorenzo.

   "Just now it was completely capable of killing us...at least killing me, just work harder, but they just left?"

  Merlin just came back with his life, he couldn’t believe it, and he couldn’t understand it.

  Before Lorenzo's words, Merlin had also vaguely guessed the logic of the angels' actions, but now these guys have left like this, leaving when they are about to completely kill everyone.

   "So they don't have high-level autonomy. They are just machines that execute commands, and the machines may age."

  Lorenzo organized his thoughts.

   "In other words, this machine is wrong? Let us go? At such a critical moment, so exactly?"

  Merlin felt it was impossible.

"Of course not, the machine will make mistakes, but it will also be corrected...Remember what William said? Relying on human power, we are far from capable of fighting against demons. It can be said that the main battlefield with demons is never in the category that we humans can understand. Inside."

  Lorenzo recalled Shermans’ notes.

"Is there such a possibility that another thing far higher than our priority has appeared, for which all the shepherds will be driven out, and this also shows the limitations of these machines, they can completely kill us again? Go, but completely controlled by the order..."

  Merlin's voice gradually rose, he was losing blood.

  Listening to his guess, Lorenzo also gradually fell silent. He raised his head and looked towards the dome, and bright lights flashed.

With the departure of the angels, the locked workshop was opened again. Scavenger troops who had been ready for a long time poured into the workshop, they sealed off the scene, and then cooperated with the medical staff of Montenegro Hospital to transport the wounded, Lorenzo The platform under the feet is also slowly descending, and the medical staff is ready to receive Merlin on a stretcher.

  "This is an information hazard. Any information exchange with relevant personnel is prohibited. Violators are found to be contained on the spot."

A scavenger headed by    warned with a loudspeaker, and then he merged into the crowd. They were dressed in the same clothes, making it difficult to distinguish.

  Everyone was silent, not even making any eye contact with the survivors in the workshop.

The scavenger wears a heavy gas mask, can only make a deep breathing sound, wears earplugs on his ears, and his pupils are also covered by dyed goggles. They act in accordance with the training rules and try to avoid any contact with the outside world. Information exchange.

  "Another priority..."

  Lorenzo still stopped in place, rushing around, but none of it could affect his thinking.

   "What is more important than us? It is so important that they all leave at the same time..."

  Lorenzo suddenly felt bad.

   "For example...the hungry wolves crossed the fence."

  ……

  Viking countries, Caucasus Mountains.

The cold cold wind came from the gray mountains. It wielded a knife and spear and carved scars on the old man’s face. The old man seemed to have been numb to the pain of the cold wind. In this gloomy and black world, he has been for a long time. Staring at the end of the mountains, finally sighed helplessly.

The Vikings have many legends about the mountains called the Caucasus. It is said that there is a warm and sacred land at the end of the mountains. The Hall of Heroic Spirits where Odin held a banquet was after this cold, but with decades ago With the arrival of the Nine Summer Fleet, people in the Western world learned that behind this almost endless mountain is the land called Nine Summer.

However, these did not hinder the Vikings’ fantasy of the mountains. They sometimes called the mountains Jinlunga. In the Viking’s mythology, it was a rift valley separating ice and fire. They were in The cold end, behind the mountains is the warm end.

  "Are you still going to the banquet?"

  There was a young voice, and the attendant walked up, and he asked the old man.

The two of them are staying on an observation deck. Below the mountains is a less prosperous village. Behind countless huts is a huge long house. The lights are brightly lit, and it seems like a banquet is being held. The old man could hear laughter too far away.

   "No, this group of lunatics at the end of all things can no longer bring me any benefits. I'll leave now."

  The old man shook his head, thinking of the appearance of those crazy men, he felt a little uncomfortable.

   "Is that so? I think they are not bad." The attendant said tentatively.

"Where is it good? Death? Kill yourself, redeem your sins, and then go to the holy Hall of Valor?" The old man looked at the young man with his eyes as if he was looking at a fool. "When you think these lunatics are good, you are already Brainwashed by them."

   "But... but it's not bad, Hall of Valor! Don't you yearn for it? Endless banquets, and beautiful Valkyrie..."

  The voice of the attendant gradually became agitated.

  "So the price? My child, God Odin gave you this, what do you need to pay?"

  The young man was asked.

"It's an endless fight, marching in the early morning, dying, and then waking up the next day, repeating this process again, and these are still useless, the dusk of the gods is destined to come, and each of us will die completely. That is real death. There is no such thing as a hall of heroic spirits or feasts. Some are just absolute deaths, which are ten thousand times colder than Jihai."

The old man was unwilling to talk to this bewildered attendant any more, looking at the slight enthusiasm in his eyes, the old man was considering whether to kill him and throw him into the sea for a while. This kind of thing he did a lot when he was young. Although old, but still skilled.

   "And most importantly, no one knows the true or false of all this, does it? The dead can't speak."

  The old man walked towards the long boat leaning on the shore. The Viking countries were divided into countless archipelagoes by the sea. On the frozen soil that has not been covered by technology, long boats are still an important means of transportation.

Boarding the long boat, the sailors vigorously paddled the oars and took the old man away from this **** place. It seemed to be a little nostalgic, or perhaps because he was curious about what wonderful way those lunatics would die. The old man turned his head and looked. Towards the longhouse.

  The pupils of eyes froze, and brilliant firelight and vague black shadows were reflected in them. The next moment an invisible air wave shook the snow and dust, and overturned the long ship.

  The old man was immersed in the icy water. He couldn't feel anything, but he could feel everything.

  Miscellaneous and weird emotions echo in the heart like the whispers of the devil.

  (End of this chapter)