Gun of Ashes

The new Pope is devout, extremely devoted to his own will, but now everything he firmly believed in has collapsed. Watson is very worried that after she leaves, the new Pope might transform into an abominable demon.

”I...I don’t know, but I think I will continue to guard here. Someone needs to remember this [Truth], and inform future generations... I think I will also strengthen the new Order to deal with the disaster that is destined to come.”

The new Pope pondered for a long time and could only make this decision.

”This world will usher in another [Reboot], many will die, but at least that thing will continue to sleep, and at least more people can survive.”

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly. After witnessing the world’s malice, the new Pope realized that everything he had experienced before was insignificant.

”Well...I’m leaving now.”

Watson said this at last. It was difficult for her to say any words of blessing anymore. She wanted to see Lorenzo very much, to tell him everything she had learned, but she was also very worried, unsure of what Lorenzo’s reaction would be after learning these things.

Watson left, and Anthony’s body seemed to have its soul extracted, his body went limp and then fell down powerlessly; he fell into a coma.

In the silent palace, there seemed to be only the new Pope left, and now his mind was constantly recalling everything Watson had told him, those secrets hidden in the mind of the old Pope.

In the end, the demons that people have been fighting against up to now have actually been mutated from humans themselves; it has always been a civil war among humans.

Demons are like a bizarre plague, spreading within the human group, for the original [Patient Zero], people have never found his traces.

However, there are significant doubts about the erosion of the demons themselves. Logically, with the demons’ pollution ability, humans should not have been able to survive until now. Even with the existence of the Demon Hunting Order, the rampant spread of the demons cannot be curbed. In the progression of human history, there must have been some unknown power that curbs the spread of the demons.

That mysterious power is still maintaining balance, but now it is broken not by them, but by humans themselves, with the development of technology and increase in population. Letters that once took months to deliver have been infinitely shortened by trains and telegraphs, once the world was incomparably vast, but now under technological innovation, it is continuously being shrunk.

This is like a disaster plan once proposed by the Purification Mechanism: when human communication capabilities are infinitely powerful, will they be covered by the erosion of demons, causing demons to spread crazily overnight...

The new Pope’s pupils were soaked in blood, he could not find a reasonable solution, and could only follow the old Pope’s suggestion, conducting the so-called [Reboot].

Crazed thoughts roared and galloped in the silence, until the long silence was broken by sudden footsteps.

The new Pope raised his head abruptly, he could sense that something had come, not far before him within that sticky darkness.

A nauseating feeling slowly spread, darkness squirmed, and something was crawling out little by little from the darkness.

”Silencer...is it?”

The new Pope was familiar with this feeling, he raised the blade. Frankly, encountering these monsters again today made him feel even worse.

The intelligence given by the old Pope was limited, and from his fragmented memories, all that could be obtained was the information of [Reboot] only, with not much mention of the Silencers.

”We are all lambs, penned by the Shepherd within the fence, outside the fence there are ravenous wolves, fierce tigers, countless bloodthirsty monsters, they gaze at us, desire us.”

The new Pope repeated the words of the old Pope before his death, he vaguely understood the meaning encompassed by these words, and then a new question emerged.

In these words, where do humans, demons, and Silencers actually stand?

A black arc light interrupted the new Pope’s thoughts; it was just like countless times he had witnessed before, after the extreme darkness, a brand new body descended upon the world.

The new Pope was ready for battle. Although he was deeply shaken before this [Truth], it was no reason to succumb to death.

The cold blade slowly rose, then stiffened. The new Pope’s pupils contracted; he had never seen such a...Silencer.

Within the arc light of darkness, a pale palm pierced through the darkness, as if tearing free from shackles, gradually tugging at the black, and what emerged was not the familiar Angel, but a human.

It was a man, his body was bare, half of it still in a state of collapse, accompanied by the sweep of arc light, the surrounding substances were collected to reforge his body, white bones were molded, muscles adhered to them, blood vessels traversed in between, unknown liquids injected, causing the heart to beat forcefully.

A peculiar power gradually constructed the shape of a person, and then the holy robe arose out of thin air, covering his body, until finally everything came to a halt.

This was a scene beyond imagination, the new Pope had never seen such a Silencer, he even struggled to classify the suddenly appearing guy before him as a Silencer.

He was wearing a holy robe, similar to that of the Evangelical Church, but the style was much more ancient. The man’s face was momentarily exposed to the new Pope’s eyes before being obscured by the hood, hidden in shadow.