Gun of Ashes

”You can find it, right.”

The demon hunter raced through the shadows, searching for the spot he thought a murder might happen.

”I can, do you want me to help you?”

No matter how fast Lorenzo ran, Watson was always tight behind him like a ghost, just like one’s shadow, no matter how fast you are, you can’t outrun your own shadow.

”If it’s free, the more the merrier, if it costs money, then get lost, don’t delay my investigation.”

Lorenzo cursed bluntly.

Watson wasn’t angry about this, as if she already knew Lorenzo would say something like that.

”Your enemy this time is quite dangerous.”

”That demon relying on inferior Secret Blood?”

Lorenzo said disdainfully, although it was also a monster, Lorenzo, an elite among monsters himself, couldn’t compare to something so inferior.

”No, no, no, I’m not talking about it, of course it’s not dangerous, I’m talking about the person behind it, the one who can make inferior Secret Blood.”

Watson simply didn’t bother to run, after all, she could only exist within Lorenzo’s sight, like a fleeting illusion. She reclined in the air, propping her head and watching Lorenzo.

”Lorenzo, actually when you know these things, you also thought of the possibility, right? The Secret Blood technology is only possessed by the Church, unless...”

That exquisite face showed a wicked smile, if not thinking about what lay beneath the skin, she would be as beautiful as before.

Lorenzo knew what she wanted to say, so he spoke frankly.

”Unless someone with no regard for life stole the Revelation during the Night of the Holy Arrival.”

Revelation.

All the knowledge related to demons from the Evangelical Church stemmed from that book, whether it was the forging of Holy Silver or the implantation of Secret Blood, it could be said that the book opened a new page of history, pushing human history forward, no longer fearing demons in the night.

Within the Evangelical Church, only the Pope and a very few Cardinals were qualified to peruse that book. Lorenzo only knew it was housed within Saint Nalos Cathedral, but didn’t know in which room, heard of, but never seen.

”Lorenzo, your situation isn’t good, Revelation appearing in Old Dunling, those people from the Evangelical Church definitely won’t let it go.”

Lorenzo was silent, for a moment he connected many things.

Actually, he still couldn’t believe Revelation would be stolen, and even that Secret Blood technology was successfully replicated, if it were true, then that person must have also appeared during the Night of the Holy Arrival, only Lorenzo was still unclear what role he played.

But... no need to ponder what role he played, for Lorenzo, all participants in the Night of the Holy Arrival must die, whether lowly demon hunters or exalted popes.

”You also have designs on Revelation, right.”

”Of course.”

Watson smiled in response.

”So you must survive well, Lorenzo, after all, we are one now.”

She said.

”It’s coming, Lorenzo.”

Watson let out a burst of delighted laughter, the laughter gradually became distant and finally dissipated, then within Lorenzo’s perception, demons appeared, as conspicuous as torches burning in the night.

He gripped the table knife tightly, although this weapon posed no threat to demons, but at this moment, the user was Lorenzo, the important part was not the weapon, but the person using the weapon, even if he were holding a piece of stone, he was confident he could smash that demon’s skull to pieces.

Here they come.

Monstrous demons charged forward from the darkness, Lorenzo decisively swung the table knife, intense white flames enveloped it, then transformed in the air into a dazzling white line, slicing through the demon’s body.

The sharp table knife pierced through the demon’s heart, hitting the mark, the next moment Lorenzo drew back the knife with a reverse grip, striking again at its throat, because of the knife’s size, he exerted strength to pull and cut until pulling off its entire head.

The demon’s still-alive body struggled mightily, shredding the luxurious attire to tatters, but finally calmed down slowly, tossed to the ground by Lorenzo.

Blood stained the road, this kill was easier than imagined.

Indeed, he himself was the true monster, compared to himself, they were harmless like small white rabbits, but the next moment, countless heartbeats sounded in the night.

Lorenzo’s delight from the kill turned directly to coldness, he slowly turned his head to look at the darkness behind him, countless demons exposed their sharp teeth and claws at him.

There wasn’t just one demon, nor just one place here at Lorenzo’s, the entire manor was plunged into huge panic, Lorenzo could clearly hear countless cries of anguish.

Indeed, half the noble class of Old Dunling was gathered here, and these nobles held high positions of power, whether for revenge or shaking the structure of Old Dunling, the mastermind won, won thoroughly, only Lorenzo was the sole demon hunter here, he could survive in the demon tide but couldn’t protect others.

”How... can there be so many!”

The table knife was completely inadequate before these demons, Lorenzo once again regretted why he didn’t bring weapons, then swung his fist down heavily.

Blood and bone fragments splattered, but Lorenzo’s speed in killing enemies was still too slow, he was a demon hunter, could freely control demonized humans, or in other words, a demon able to maintain sanity, but no matter what Lorenzo was, he wasn’t that extraordinary life, he would bleed, he could be injured, he could die.

The demons pressed heavily on him, the empty corridor suddenly became crowded, Lorenzo had no space even to swing his fists, then the intense flames boiled, burning the demons to ashes.

Lorenzo climbed up from the ashes, gasping heavily, but soon his rapid heartbeat calmed down.

These were all low-level demons, without sanity, nothing outstanding, like discarded garbage, but this was still deadly for ordinary humans.

”Damn, damn!”

Lorenzo suddenly remembered a crucial point, he had never thought there would be so many demons, in his view, there was only one demon always acting, but now it brought tidal waves of enemies, and not only that, the demon in the inference had intelligence, but those he killed were just walking dead.

”Se... Selyu...”

Lorenzo murmured to himself, then turned and started to run wildly.

His initial thought was to find that demon first, solve it secretly, and keep the situation controlled within the smallest range, but this demon group clearly disrupted Lorenzo’s plans, and in this there was one fatal point, that demon with intelligence wasn’t showing up.

The demon’s target was the Dukes, they were the biggest prize in this ball, Lorenzo could already imagine the demon quietly approaching amid the crowd’s chaos, then killing the Dukes.

This time the situation was completely beyond Lorenzo’s control, just like during the Night of the Holy Arrival, Medanzo’s armor could only protect him alone, he couldn’t save anyone.

It was indeed an indescribable sense of helplessness, even if you were second to none in the world, you could only be second to none yourself, in the flood of death, you were merely an isolated reef.

In hindsight, Lorenzo could understand the Church’s doings, demon hunters were cold weapons, between the train and track, only cold weapons could make the most rational decision.

In a trance, Lorenzo laughed self-deprecatingly.

In these six years in Old Dunling, he lived more and more like a person.

The intense white flames soared, metallic-like substance exuded from beneath the skin, it grew in the fire like scales born from the flames, twisted brambles, it coiled around Lorenzo layer by layer, encasing him as he ran, becoming heavy, becoming solid.

Like a burning chariot, crushing everything in sight, unstoppable.