"Is it over?"

Merlin looked at the sea of fire below, and in the blazing white fireworks, the angels froze in place like sculptures, and with William's death, their movements were frozen in the moment of William's death, lifting the spikes and shaking their wings.

"Probably. ”

Lorenzo said with some uncertainty as he clenched his sword with a grim expression.

William's last words may not have woken Merlin awake, but he made Lorenzo think too much, it's normal for shepherds to smell like hungry wolves, they are like witchers, they turn into monsters in order to fight monsters, so is the so-called end of sublimation such a dark abyss?

The power Gabriel in his possession seems to be a powerful weapon against demons, so is it possible that it is also the way for the spread of this epidemic?

Lorenzo paused for a moment to think as he observed the movement in the sea of fire.

After this brief contact, he roughly deduced the nature of some angels, who did not possess advanced consciousness, but were just machines that followed certain rules, which would inevitably lead to a lot of clumsy operations, such as the death of William, who had priority, and it was very likely that it would pursue another ordered target, rather than the people present.

Lorenzo gambled on this, the follow-up of the port of Marury is where his confidence lies, if everyone involved is really eradicated, then Lawrence will definitely be devastated and even say that the entire port of Marury will be destroyed in the war, but in the end, judging from the news reports, none of this happened.

"Whether it's dead or alive, it's up to this time. ”

Lorenzo said softly.

The angels stood erect in the midst of the fire, their godless gaze resting on the charred husk, and they waited, crackling and crackling, until the fire had completely reduced William to ashes, and they had a new movement.

The delicate blood-stained face lifted up and looked up at the sky from the bottom of the abyss.

Spread your wings.

Lorenzo pushed Merlin away, sensing the crisis, and the secret blood surged again.

The wind was blowing, and they fluttered their wings vigorously, but the ridiculous thing was that the wings couldn't carry them around, and like demons, they kept scratching at the walls of the well with their sharp claws, and rushed towards the platform above.

Lorenzo looked at all this and felt a little ridiculous for a moment, these monsters had the divine appearance of angels, but beneath this shell was a viscous, hypocritical darkness that was difficult to peep into.

They were fast, and the only thing left on the platform was Lorenzo, most of whom had lost consciousness in the high-intensity corrosive environment, and he was alone.

The angels are coming.

The holy figure rushed out of the edge of the platform, they surrounded the platform, and with Lorenzo's strength he could not defeat so many angels in an instant.

The spiral nails were broken and thrown, and the soldiers who were in a fog of consciousness were directly nailed to the wall of the well, and the remaining medical staff had no ability to resist, and in the blink of an eye, it became a massacre.

"Merlin!

Lorenzo yelled that in this case he could only prioritize the protection of those who had value, and that if he carefully converted, the entire workshop could die, but only Merlin had to survive.

Advancing with his sword, Lorenzo stopped an angel trying to get past him, but the angels who had climbed up from the perimeter of the platform had already arrived, dragging their massive wings like tumors on them.

With a swing of sharp claws, Merlin responded with the swordsmanship he had learned from playing other alchemists in his early years, but the folding knife in his hand had already crumbled in the previous battle, and the two collided with each other, and the blow directly broke the folding knife, and the sharp claws slashed Merlin's chest.

"Merlin!"

Abandoning his enemies and revealing his back to the enemy defenselessly, Lorenzo charged towards Merlin as countless spiral spikes rained down like arrows, sealing off all potential escape spaces and turning them into a closed cage.

When they were dying, it was as if time had stopped, and all the movements of the angels were frozen in the air.

Lorenzo pounced on Merlin, the dense armor rising from his body and growing wildly along his arms and armpits, like the steel feathers of a black angel, and the increased armor forged an eerie, shield-like hardness.

The expected blow didn't come, and Lorenzo looked at the angels, the next moment they shattered.

As if they had been eroded by centuries of wind and water, their smooth, white skin began to turn yellow, peeling off like the bark of a dry and rotten tree, and endless time passed by them, and the flesh was rotted into a gray-black hard, wrapping around the fragile bones, and finally revealing a hollowed-out skeleton.

The fireworks swirled, and the bodies of the angels collapsed into ashes and returned to dust.

"It's ...... Left?"

Merlin clutched the wound on his chest and said in a weak voice.

"Don't talk yet, there are enough technical chiefs who died today!"

Lorenzo ignored the angels' movements, and it was more important than these to save Merlin's life first.

Tearing open his clothes, Merlin's body covered with alchemical inscriptions can be seen, he once said, this is an alchemist obsessed with truth, at some point in the past, Merlin used himself as an experiment to [sublimate], but unfortunately he failed, and luckily he survived this disaster, although he has become the strange appearance he is now.

"It reminds me of the days when I was an apprentice, I went to kick people with my teacher, and I didn't hit each other, and that bastard used a mace, and he gave his arm an alchemy makeover, and he knocked an alchemical potion before the fight, and he smashed my sword with a hammer, and the broken sword cut my chest like this. ”

Merlin's voice was weak, this guy had almost no facial expressions to speak of due to the failure of his previous experiment, and it was also for this reason that Lorenzo couldn't tell for a while whether he was really thinking about the scene, or if he was really going to die, and he was talking bad before he died.

"Doctor!"

Lorenzo shouted at the few surviving paramedics, all of them stupefied and shivering in the corner, and after being scolded by Lorenzo, they slowed down for a few seconds before they reacted, picked up the medical supplies from the pool of blood, and rushed to Merlin's side.

"So how did you escape?"

Lorenzo relinquished his place to the paramedics, and he continued to question Merlin to keep him awake.

"I didn't run away, that guy died, everything has a price, Lorenzo, that neurotic used too much potion, and after that hammer, his old heart couldn't bear the pressure of the potion, and went into limbo. ”

Merlin coughed a few times as he spoke, and Lorenzo guessed that the guy should have wanted to laugh just now, but unfortunately he had already lost his expression.

"No...... That's not quite right, Lorenzo, if William is their priority target for eradication, then we who get the information from William's mouth...... Although we probably don't know as much as William, then judging by the order, we should also be the next target after William, right?"

Merlin got back serious after telling the wonderful story, and he asked Lorenzo.

"Just now it was perfectly capable of killing us...... At least kill me, with a little more effort, but they're just gone?"

Merlin just picked up a life and came back, he couldn't believe it, and he couldn't figure it out.

Between Lorenzo's words before, Merlin also vaguely guessed the logic of the angels' actions, but now these guys just left, leaving when they were about to kill everyone completely.

"So they don't have a sense of high-level autonomy, they're just machines that execute commands, and machines have the possibility of aging. ”

Lorenzo gathered his thoughts.

"In other words, this machine went wrong, let us go, at such a critical moment, so just right?"

Merlin felt a little impossible.

"Of course not, the machine will make mistakes, but it will also be fixed...... Do you remember what William said? Relying on the power of human beings, we are far from being able to fight against demons, and it can be said that the main battlefield with demons is never within the scope of our human understanding. ”

Lorenzo recalled Shermans' notes.

"Is it possible that something else has arisen that is far higher than our priority, for which all the shepherds have to be driven out, and this shows the limitations of these machines, which can kill us before we go, but are completely at the mercy of orders......

Merlin's voice grew up as he was bleeding.

Listening to his conjecture, Lorenzo also fell silent, and he looked up at the dome, where bright lights flashed.

With the departure of the angels, the locked workshop was reopened, and the scavenger troops who had long been ready poured into the workshop, they cordoned off the scene, and then cooperated with the medical staff of the Black Mountain Hospital to transport the wounded, and the platform under Lorenzo's feet was slowly descending, and the medical staff were ready to receive Merlin on a stretcher.

"This is an infohazard, and any exchange of information with the personnel involved is prohibited, and violators found to be in place are contained. ”

One of the scavengers warned over a megaphone, and he blended into the crowd, all dressed in the same clothes that were hard to tell.

Everyone was silent, not even making any eye contact with the survivors in the workshop.

Wearing a heavy gas mask, the scavenger could only breathe muffled, earplugs on his ears and his eyes covered by stained goggles, acting in full accordance with the rules of training, avoiding any exchange of information with the outside world as much as possible.

"Another priority ......"

Lorenzo still froze, in a hurry, but it didn't affect his thinking.

"What is more important than us? so important that they all leave at the same time......

Lorenzo suddenly felt terrible.

"For example...... The hungry wolves jumped over the fence. ”

......

Viking States, Caucasus Mountains.

The cold wind came from the gray mountains, it wielded knives and guns, carved scars on the old man's face, the old man seemed to have long been numb to the pain of the cold wind, in this gloomy gray world, he stared at the end of the mountains for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly.

The Vikings have many legends about this mountain called the Caucasus Mountains, it is said that at the end of this mountain there is a warm and sacred land, and the Valhalla where the god Odin held a banquet was after this cold, but with the arrival of the Nine Summers fleet decades ago, people in the Western world learned that behind this almost endless mountain is the land called Nine Summers.

But that didn't stop the Vikings from fantasizing about the mountains, which they sometimes called the Golden Lunga, a rift trench separating ice from fire and ice in Viking mythology, with the cold end and the warm end behind the mountains.

"Do you want to go to a banquet?"

A young voice rang out, and the attendant walked up, and he inquired about the old man.

The two of them were on a lookout, and beneath the mountains was a not-so-prosperous village, and behind the countless huts was a huge longhouse, which was brightly lit, as if some kind of banquet was being held, and even from so far away the old man could hear the laughter.

"No, at the end of all things, these crazy people can't bring me any benefit anymore, so I'd better leave here. ”

The old man shook his head, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he remembered the appearance of the group of madmen.

"So? I think they're pretty good. The squire said tentatively.

"Where's the good thing about dying? Kill yourself, atone for your sins, and go to the sacred Valhalla?" the old man looked at the young man as if he were looking at a fool, "When you think these madmen are good, you have been brainwashed by them." ”

"Yes...... But it's not bad, Valhalla, don't you yearn for it? endless feasts, and beautiful Valkyries......"

The squire's voice grew agitated.

"And what is the price? Son, what do you have to pay for what God Odin has given you?"

The young man was asked.

"It's an endless fight, going out in the early morning, dying, and then waking up the next day, repeating the process again, and it's still useless, the twilight of the gods is destined to come, and each of us will die completely, it's a real death, there is no so-called Valhalla and feast, there is just absolute death, ten thousand times colder than the Silent Sea. ”

The old man didn't want to say anything to the bewildered attendant, looking at the little fanaticism in his eyes, the old man was thinking about whether to kill him for a while and throw him into the sea, this kind of thing he did a lot when he was young, although he was old, but still skilled.

And most importantly, no one knows whether it's true or not, does it? Dead people can't speak. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the longship leaning on the shore, the Viking kingdom was divided into countless archipelagos by the sea, and the longship was still an important means of transportation in the frozen soil that had not yet been covered by technology.

Boarding the longship, the sailors paddled their oars vigorously and led the old man out of this damn place, as if with some nostalgia, or perhaps curious about what wonderful way those madmen would die, the old man turned his head and looked in the direction of the longhouse.

The pupils froze, and the brilliant firelight and vague black shadows were reflected in them, and the next moment the invisible waves of qi shook the snow and dust, overturning the longship.

The old man was immersed in the icy water, and he could feel nothing, but he could feel everything.

A mixture of strange emotions echoed in my heart like a whisper from the devil.