Gun of Ashes

Ascalon is Lorenzo’s lance, the Blood Shark’s ram successfully opened a big hole in the Sea Serpent, terrifying vitality revived upon it, but to heal such a terrible wound would take a long time, this is Lorenzo’s chance.

As long as Ascalon can precisely hit the wound and pierce through the Sea Serpent’s torso, Lorenzo can then perform an invasion during its moment of weakness.

Invade the Pseudo-God’s gap, invade the Watcher’s gap.

Lorenzo tried hard not to think ahead, he had no idea what situation he might encounter inside.

For the Sea Serpent, it too has the chance to destroy the Morning Glow Advance, as long as it releases that waterfall-like stream once more, the extreme temperature would instantly evaporate the Morning Glow Advance into nothingness.

Using the Blood Shark as an example, nothing could survive under it, everything would return to void.

Lorenzo only has one chance to open fire, after that, even if he doesn’t die in the stream, the others will be unlikely to avoid harm.

That is the extreme temperature, issuing a burning command towards all things, wielding the strong authority of death.

Authority·Michael’s ultimate manifestation.

”Then let’s take a gamble...”

Lorenzo whispered.

The Black Angel leaped high, riding the wild wind and flying onto the hook, swinging with the power of the Armor of Original Sin, and at the same time Lorenzo opened his eyes atop the derrick.

He controlled the technician atop the derrick, rapidly manipulating it to make the derrick resume operation, it had been smashed by shattered ice in the previous raging waves, causing some mechanical arms and brackets to appear slightly twisted, but fortunately, they could still operate, Lorenzo didn’t need them to last long, just to move Ascalon’s cannon would suffice.

The muzzle pointed at the sea, Lorenzo needed to elevate its angle, allowing it to hit the Sea Serpent.

On the sea surface, the Sea Serpent had begun its movement, with the complete destruction of the Blood Shark, it designated the Morning Glow Advance as its next target, but like toying with prey, the Sea Serpent was not in a hurry to destroy the Morning Glow Advance, instead slowly progressing, torturing the pitiful prey bit by bit, venting its fury.

To achieve the purpose, Lorenzo utilized the gap to shuttle and move constantly, which brought a great burden to his consciousness, but also made him discover some interesting things while spreading erosion.

”Plague Doctor! You’re not dead!”

Lorenzo shouted, the voice echoing inside the gap, communicating.

The icy seawater boiled entirely with the rising light, the water temperature was horrifyingly high.

The Plague Doctor struggled in the boiling water, his condition was extremely poor, his body lost thirty percent of flesh, the exposed pale bones hung amidst the crimson flesh, relying solely on tendrils to bind himself tightly to the Sea Serpent’s scale armor, greedily sucking the hot blood to stay alive.

”Almost died.”

The Plague Doctor responded.

When the white light peaked, Lorenzo’s host body was directly evaporated to fine dust, the Plague Doctor fared no better, in an instant most of his body was burned to nothingness by the high temperature.

Luckily, Authority·Yanar manifested on him, exploding with strong vitality, scarlet tendrils wove red eggs to resisting the burning through rapid proliferation.

Even so, the Plague Doctor was severely injured, parasiting on the Sea Serpent to recover physical strength, bit by bit restoring bodily organs, only a few minutes ago did he regain sight.

”Holmes! This damn thing isn’t a Sea Serpent!”

The urgent voice exploded in Lorenzo’s ear, unbelievably infecting Lorenzo with the Plague Doctor’s fear.

”What are you saying!”

Lorenzo didn’t understand what the Plague Doctor meant, he returned to his body, the Black Angel dragging the hook and lifting Ascalon’s cannon.

This time he didn’t need to struggle to switch back and forth, the derrick started up by itself, hanging up the cannon and settling it atop the protruding cabin and ruins.

It was the technician who hadn’t had time to evacuate, controlling the crane and giving Lorenzo a thumbs-up.

Lorenzo didn’t know his name, at this distance, the wind and rain obscured his view, Lorenzo couldn’t clearly see his face nor had time to express gratitude as the Plague Doctor’s yelling resurfaced.

”See for yourself!”

As the words fell, Lorenzo felt the passage being opened.

The Plague Doctor’s gap opened, welcoming towards Lorenzo in a telling invitation.

For a moment, Lorenzo didn’t know what to do, this great adversary Plague Doctor so easily opened the gap to him, Lorenzo began suspecting a conspiracy within, even questioning if the Plague Doctor was still the Plague Doctor.

In the few minutes of disconnection, what exactly happened.

”I’ll take care of this, Lorenzo!”

In hesitation, another familiar voice rang out.

Lorenzo looked at the figure appearing on the lift platform, showing unexpected expressions.

”Can you do it?”

”If you mean protecting Ascalon, I can manage that.”

The voice came from beneath the Weapon Master’s armor, Bola re-entered the battlefield.

Looking at the Weapon Master restarting, Lorenzo then noticed, this time the Weapon Master had removed all weapons, only retaining a few sharp blades, its figure seemed somewhat thin, like an outlaw on its last legs.

Inside the armor, Bola’s face contorted viciously, he was heavily injured, but after entering the armor, the Demon’s flesh coexisted with him, infecting Bola but also healing him.

This was a gift from the Devil, which Bola should have refused, but for a greater goal, he chose to accept it.

”I have to achieve more, exert greater value.”

Bola murmured, such thoughts probably sustained him in driving the Weapon Master again.

His life is not solely his own, it belongs to those who died to save him, Bola gladly proceeds for these vast wishes.

The Blue Jade could only watch Bola’s departure, the Demon’s flesh proportion in Third Generation Armor was terribly small, making it impossible to use Demon’s flesh to sustain one’s life, so with wounds she could only hide painfully under their protection.

”Hebdo!”

Bola called out again, not knowing why he shouted for Hebdo but just felt this guy was nearby.

Hebdo is a reliable tool, more of such tools should be better in times like these.

The scene remained silent for a few minutes, from the shadows, Hebdo cursed darkly, grabbed the Aluminothermic Rifle and Folding Blade, instructing Selyu and Cliff hiding with him behind.

”Listen to Lorenzo, stay under cover.”

Selyu nodded obediently, but how much she listened Hebdo wasn’t sure, in this time coexisting he had realized this little girl wasn’t as serene as she appeared.

Beside him, Cliff nodded forcefully, yet Hebdo grabbed him up.

”This doesn’t include you! You come with me!”

Cladu’s complexion turned ashen immediately, finally escaping this hellish battlefield, re-entering hell required more than ordinary courage.

Hebdo understood Cliff’s fear, thus he threatened immediately.

”Are you going to shrink back? Odin would ridicule you for that.”

Cliff wasn’t a fanatic believer, yet Odin had certain influence on his mind, and even not concerning these, cowardice in battle would be considered shameful for Vikings.

”Then what about her?”

Cliff suddenly pointed at Selyu.

”She’s no Viking, she doesn’t believe these.”

Listening to Hebdo, Cliff felt deceived, no one could imagine he would realize the emptiness of faith today, at such timing, but despite having no time to utter these thoughts, Hebdo spoke again.

”We’ve lost enough people today, do you want to be a coward?”

Hebdo cast a glance at the struggling Weapon Master, remembering Bola’s miserable state, Hebdo had carried him to the medical cabin, normally Bola should have hid there calmly waiting for victory or death, but now he had returned.

Turning around, Cliff froze, he locked eyes with Hebdo, also noticing Hebdo’s state.

Hebdo was drenched in blood, fear of death filled his gaze, the hand clutching the Folding Blade trembled uncontrollably.

Hebdo was afraid, panicking over the fight, he desperately wished to avoid returning to such a cursed place.

”Why... why?”

Cliff couldn’t understand, clearly he could pretend not hearing, this battlefield was beyond mortal engagement, why choose to return?

”Because he called me.”

Hebdo said softly, then stepped into the drizzling rain.