Gun of Ashes

The demon has never left, hiding in the shadows like a hunting wolf, observing everyone.

The scenery changed rapidly. In this moment, the demon hunter’s superhuman physique was fully displayed. The several meters high seemed insignificant to Lorenzo. Upon landing, he didn’t even need to pause before continuing his actions. Joey wanted to follow him, but after climbing out of the window, he thought for a moment and decided to obediently take the stairs.

Everyone at the scene began to move, leaving only a few to guard the scene while the rest boarded carriages to closely follow Lorenzo.

It was a familiar scent, originating from the demon. The entire world in Lorenzo’s eyes seemed to turn black and white, with only the demon’s traces being a deep blood red, outlining a clear path for him in the monochromatic world.

The Secret Blood surged, elevating, and the demon hunter’s speed abruptly increased, like a sprinting leopard.

”New abnormal index!”

Blue Jade’s exclamation came through the communication channel, just as Joey climbed onto his warhorse.

”I guess the new abnormal is this Mr. Holmes. You can’t imagine how fast he just ran!”

Riding the warhorse, Joey galloped down the street, chasing the silhouette of Lorenzo at the end of his field of vision.

In the central monitoring station, on the map in front of Blue Jade, two red dots moved swiftly, leaving red trails behind them accompied by alarms.

This is the extraordinary nature of demon hunters; they don’t need assistance from the Peeping Tom System. They themselves are the most perfect hunters, pursuing the path of demons.

”I found you!”

Crossing one street after another, Lorenzo suddenly came to a halt. The demon’s presence was nearby, yet this was the center of the street. People were anxiously watching him, everything seemed normal, with no supposed demon.

Something’s wrong, it should be right here.

Lorenzo looked around, unable to determine a more detailed location. After pondering for a while, he smelled the scent of blood in the air.

Joey urged the warhorse to arrive tardily, then saw Lorenzo charging into the apartment building in one breath. While charging, he shouted the slogan ”Suyalan Hall handling the case!”, but the Winchester in his hand certainly didn’t provide any sense of security.

”Damn it! This lunatic!”

Joey grabbed the rifle hanging from the gun bag, then followed Lorenzo’s path and rushed inside.

The Purification Mechanism’s operations have a supreme primary goal, which is to minimize the spread of demon pollution. This is Old Dunling, a massive city with millions of people. Once the demon pollution spreads, it will become a dead city within days, like the Black Death in history.

Within the Purification Mechanism, there are several plans for city collapse and kingdom division, and the Furnace Pillar periodically releases large doses of sedatives to neutralize and adjust the pollution left by demons throughout the city.

Like a bloated machine on the verge of collapse, different parts are used to fill and maintain fragile stability.

Busting through door after door, the residents’ panic mixed with the sound of breakage, becoming the accompaniment to this chase. The next moment, a surge of blood odor rushed into Lorenzo’s nose.

Then he lifted the Winchester and fired directly at the wall, the next moment the demon hunter’s power was fully displayed as he crashed through the wall peppered with bullet holes.

Sawdust flew, the already deceased corpse lay quietly in the pool of blood, and this time the demon didn’t have time to hide its tracks. A blood trail extended from the window to the outside.

”New victim, tell them to seal this place.”

Late-arriving Joey followed the path Lorenzo broke through, reaching the room. Before he could figure out what was going on, Lorenzo left only this sentence and departed.

The chase continued, the demon’s path became clearer, the wind roared by his ears, and Lorenzo felt his blood boiling.

A hunting dog rested for too long finally once again smelled the scent of prey. Even though chasing this intangible intuition, he felt vividly alive.

”This is your essence, you have never changed. The so-called detective or anything else is just a tag you use to disguise. You have always been like this.”

Watson’s voice eerily sounded in his ear, but then it disappeared like the wind, impossible to grasp.

Lorenzo seemed not to hear this, or perhaps didn’t care at all. At the next corner, he finally saw the black figure, sharp claws gripping the wall, climbing along the floors.

Demon!

The Winchester fired directly, shattered shots broke the wall, raising dust, and blood spattered on the beast-like figure. Yet this couldn’t make it stop; it continued upward, but after another gunshot, the sturdy wall crumbled, its claws grasping air, subsequently falling helplessly, while the demon hunter kept closing in.

But here’s the city center, narrow alleys were cluttered with trash cans and drying poles. The demon fell into this chaos, Lorenzo couldn’t see its location at all, he could only continue pursuing.

Blood flowed on the damp, dusty ground, Lorenzo chased while contemplating why this demon appeared so unusual.

According to the demon hunter’s experience, lower-level demons lack self-thought, they are just a pack of beasts following instincts, no revenge or schemes. If the opponent is a lower-level demon, it wouldn’t make any so-called ”revenge” move, it would have eaten that woman completely.