Gun of Ashes

The waves caused by the explosion of the Sea Serpent and the Seahorse have yet to settle, and the residual flames burning on the sea surface are dispelling the chill, bringing warmth.

The sky is clear without a single cloud, and the distant glaciers reflect light, as if calling people to venture forth.

Selyu stared blankly at all this, her gaze somewhat relaxed, as if liberated, kneeling powerlessly and breathing heavily.

The crisis was finally resolved.

This was a somewhat confusing scene, at this moment of despair, a cargo ship that no one knew where it came from, directly collided with the Sea Serpent carrying tons of explosives, and the ignited explosion completely killed the terrifying foe.

After the explosion ended, two mysterious strangers boarded the Morning Glow Advance. Their identities were unclear, but judging from one person’s attitude towards Lorenzo, they appeared to be allies.

”Lorenzo sure has a wide circle of friends, even in a place like this,”

Hebdo joked.

He glanced at the corpse lying on the side, which seemed to have been roasted at high temperatures, with densely packed blood blisters on the skin, clothes charred and fused with flesh, eye sockets deepened like two dark blood holes.

But these were not fatal wounds; the true cause of death that left it without the strength to escape this Hell was the wound on the neck.

Fragments of flying metal cut into his neck, nearly decapitating him completely, when Hebdo heard his response, it was Cliff’s final exertion.

This somewhat timid guy still died.

”May your soul return to the Heroic Spirit Hall.”

Before losing consciousness, Hebdo blessed.

He was lifted onto a stretcher by the ship’s medic who rushed over and taken to the medical cabin.

After this fierce battle and corrosive assault, many wounded did not survive. It’s hard to know whether to mourn or be grateful, as it saved a large quantity of medication for the survivors and finally gave the busy ship medics time to breathe.

The Morning Glow Advance silently progressed, the further it went north, the more broken ice floes appeared, until finally the sea was covered with these undulating ice blocks, which rubbed and collided with the hull, producing an irritating sound.

The ship was very quiet, there were no cheers, no joy; it was a pyrrhic victory. Those who survived had lost all emotion, only a numb feeling after narrowly escaping death remained.

The number of casualties was hard to count, and with the internal lockdown of the ship, many areas were still out of control, scattered demons wandered among them, and all functional departments were under heavy load.

The ship’s medic injected the Florun Potion into Lorenzo, and a few minutes later, with the help of its power, Lorenzo fully regained consciousness, seeing the surroundings clearly.

”Not dead yet? Looks like I came just in time.”

Watson crouched beside him, pinching Lorenzo’s cheek.

”I remember... I was in Its [Gap], I was blocked by the Gate of Celestial Kingdom...”

Lorenzo’s words were a bit jumbled, memory gradually cleared up, as if everything that happened was like a fleeting dream.

At the end of the memory, Lorenzo remembered a pair of hands tearing open the Gate of Celestial Kingdom, and recalled the girl who pulled him out of the Armor of Original Sin before he sank into the deep sea.

”You were really lucky, a step later and you would’ve died in the [Gap], or sunk to the depths, becoming food for that monster.”

Watson looked down at Lorenzo, his face blocking most of the light, from the blurred shadow, Lorenzo could see it was a rather disordered male face.

This feeling... was a bit strange.

Lorenzo couldn’t quite explain it, according to usual stories, after the protagonist narrowly escapes death, he should be surrounded by a group of beautiful girls, asking about his well-being, but now an older-looking man seemed to care about him... Though the inner soul was that of a female, Lorenzo still felt an inexplicable discomfort.

However, thinking carefully, his story has never been considered normal, maybe this kind of development isn’t an issue either.

This serious scene turned comical due to Lorenzo’s damned inner thoughts, fortunately, these ideas were unheard by others, or Lorenzo would be deeply embarrassed.

But...

After looking at Watson’s determined face, Lorenzo’s expression twitched, and then couldn’t help but turn his head away, but immediately Watson pulled him up.

”How long are you going to rest,”

Watson shouted at Lorenzo.

She began to suspect whether Lorenzo was truly severely injured in the [Gap], causing his brain to not work well, but the truth is, Lorenzo’s thought process was indeed somewhat odd.

After experiencing an extremely fierce battle of consciousness, immense fatigue and pain tortured him, Lorenzo was still a bit unadapted, even standing was unstable, just as he was about to fall, Selyu rose and supported him, the height difference was just right, she was like a crutch, bearing Lorenzo’s shoulder.

Lorenzo lowered his head and found this familiar girl had not died in this crazy battle, though she looked a bit bad, she was still alive.

”What was... going on?”

As the Florun Potion spread in his bloodstream, Lorenzo’s thought process began to correct, and he solemnly reassumed composure.

This transition was swift, like changing faces, but those familiar with him were already used to it.

The madness in the [Gap] once again played out before his eyes, that guy named Adren Levien.