- >>->It was a torrent that ran through the field of vision, the surging whiteness was like a living dragon, the scattered sparks turned into flickering particles dancing wildly, and the white explosion was detonated as Lorenzo swung his sword.
The pure flames rose wantonly, and the burning range swept across the entire courtyard in an instant.
Since the sword strike cannot hit accurately, it is better to continuously expand the killing range to a position where Dean Lawrence has no way to avoid it.
The scarlet figure in the pure white sea of fire burned, and the secret blood of Dean Lawrence also rose with it. He had not swung the sword so hard for a long time, and his old body was like a dust-covered machine in the warehouse. He used force again
It started to rotate, shaking off dust and iron filings.
In the dazzling light, the nailed sword struck Lorenzo's armor twice, but this time Dean Lawrence's swing of the sword failed to move Lorenzo at all.
This is his power, the power that bears the name of the angel Metanzo.
In the "Gospels", he is the angel closest to the throne and God, and enjoys countless honorary titles. And Metanzo the Demon Hunter is just like him in the "Gospels", guarding the kingdom of heaven on earth.
outside.
The simple and pure power is not like the weirdness of predicting the future like the branch of Shang Da's salary, nor is it like Michael who has endless brilliance. He is just a simple iron armor, but it is such a dark and heavy thing.
Enough to stand upright in the torrent, that unshakable despair suppresses all enemies.
With Watson's blessing, the secret bloods cheered. After all, the demon hunters are just humans with the blood of demons, but now the demon's will has also joined this body. The perfect demon will rules the secret blood, moving towards
The darkness goes even further.
[The secret blood awakens by 30%, reaching the critical value. 】
【Warning! Warning! Warning!】
The Silver Bolt roared in my mind, but its voice soon dissipated. Watson's power and Lorenzo's were approaching perfect fusion. Under her weird mystery, it was not surprising what happened.
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"Finally caught you..."
The voice in his throat began to twist, and Lorenzo looked furious.
Continuous sword strikes could not stop Lorenzo's progress. The dark armor was the best shield, and he moved forward with the constant burst of sparks.
Dean Lawrence was half-kneeling on the ground. The nailed sword above his head was already full of cracks, and the burning sword stood upright above it like daylight.
Looking at the cheeks illuminated by the white light, Lorenzo laughed hoarsely.
Even after so long, Lorenzo can still clearly remember what happened that night. The entire Seven Hills fell into a surging sea of fire, as if hell had descended on this sacred city, and all the glory and miracles were destroyed.
Ruthless blasphemy.
At that time, he was just a guard on duty, guarding outside the Saint-Naro Cathedral with his secret blood flowing. Behind him was the magnificent building, the kingdom of heaven on earth.
But no one could have imagined that this destruction would erupt from within the Kingdom of Heaven, stemming from the breakthrough of the mysterious [Messiah]-level containment object.
That was something only recorded in history books, but now it appeared in reality, and the entire night sky was burned blood red, just like tonight.
Lorenzo was helpless in that despair. He didn't even know the whole story. He was just dragged away, and finally lived in the old Dunling.
In fact, things could not have gotten that bad. Although it was the first recorded breach of a [Messiah]-level containment object, most of the demon hunters were stationed at the Seven Hills at that time, and the Demon Hunter Order was fully capable of controlling it.
situation, but at that critical moment, Dean Lawrence was missing.
In fact, it was not just Dean Lawrence. At that moment, it seemed that the entire Evangelical Church had betrayed the demon hunters. The Knights Templar surrounded the Seven Hills but refused to enter to meet the enemy. The Temple of Stasis remained silent in response to the demon hunters' call.
There was no response, but the Pope still failed to lift the restrictions of the silver bolt.
Multiple mistakes led to the greatest tragedy. That night, the Seven Hills was like a death arena, leaving only the demon hunters fighting against the mysterious containment object.
Lorenzo roared, not only for his own revenge, but also for those who died inexplicably. In fact, during the operation in Ende Town, he really understood Ed's confusion, but life is like this.
, always full of twists and turns.
The whipping wind and the pale whiteness of the sword's blade.
Dean Lawrence's speed slowed down for the first time. It was not so much slowing down as it was the first time that he did not exceed Lorenzo's speed. The sword fell fiercely and brought out a trace of scarlet.
The dim red robe became scarlet as Reverend Lawrence bled, but then Reverend Lawrence's figure quickly turned around and struck Lorenzo heavily in mid-air, but just like the unshakable theocratic guard
, that strong armor no longer has any cracks this time.
The next moment, the heavy armor successfully hit Dean Lawrence, and then like a chariot, Lorenzo suppressed him and pushed him into the wall.
The castle of the manor also has a long history. It may have been influenced by the Holy Gospel Papal State during the construction period. The internal architectural style is very inclined to this. The huge columns top the curved dome. During the Glorious War, it was
It was also used as a military fortress, but now this historical wall that can withstand heavy artillery was easily knocked open by Lorenzo, and the battlefield moved from the courtyard to indoors.
Pure flames surged in the narrow space, like a pure white furnace, and the knights' armor on both sides of the corridor melted in the flames, like the dead.
In this room, Lorenzo's wide-ranging offensive was restricted, but similarly, Dean Lawrence's weird speed also had limitations. This was Lorenzo's tactic.
From the beginning of the war until now, Dean Lawrence has not used his power, and the battle with Lorenzo has only relied on the ghost's speed and sword skills.
Although he was suppressed by Lorenzo, he still controlled the rhythm of the battle. In addition, he had lived for an unknown period of time, and Lorenzo could not imagine that he would have any trump card.
Dean Lawrence was silent, his figure stepped on Lorenzo's rugged armor and stood up, trying to jump up and strike his head directly, but the narrow space limited his speed, Lorenzo did not even swing his sword, but
He raised his fist and hit it directly.
With the roaring impact, the stone bricks above Lorenzo's head were shattered, and the entire area was collapsing, but Dean Lawrence climbed up from the gap while it was being shattered.
Dust and fireworks were everywhere, obscuring Lorenzo's vision, but he did not stop. He followed Dean Lawrence to the second floor, but countless demons rushed towards him from behind.
I really didn't expect there to be monsters here. Lorenzo thought he had killed all the monsters when he released the pure flames in the courtyard, but he didn't expect there were many more hidden here.
But this is not a cause for concern. In Lorenzo's current state, monsters like this do not pose any threat to him at all. At this moment, he is the walking god of death, and the attacks of those monsters are just moths to the flame.
But suddenly a scarlet figure appeared among the demons.
"Lawrence!"
Lorenzo roared and smashed the blade of his sword. It seemed that Dean Lawrence wanted to get in among the monsters and attack him. He slashed with the sword, but the monster in red robe died immediately after.
Without any warning, the sharp nail sword slashed down from top to bottom, and a series of sparks erupted on Lorenzo's spine, making a harsh and shrill sound.
"It's so strong..."
Dean Lawrence looked at the sword mark on the armor, which was just a shallow white mark.
He didn't know how Lorenzo did it. It was clear that the secret blood had not awakened any further, but his armor had become stronger and stronger. If the armor had been as hard and strong as it was at the beginning, Dean Lawrence's sword could not only cut through it.
The strong armor can also cut off Lorenzo inside.
Just like hunting prey, cut open the fur and flesh, as well as the more important spine inside.
"Or do you mean I'm old?"
Dean Lawrence murmured to himself, looking at Lorenzo who turned around, his voice was regretful and understated.
It is not enough for a person to be dissatisfied. Even if the secret blood surges in his body, this secret blood has lived with him for too long. Dean Lawrence is not sure whether there is such a thing as secret blood and there is such a concept as an old saying, but
Even if one does not age, one's will will gradually grow old.
Dean Lawrence never forgot his ideal. Relying on it, Dean Lawrence survived the loneliness of the years. If there was any change, the anger of his youth was gone, and instead he was as cautious and indifferent as an old fox.
Sometimes I am quite envious of young people like Lorenzo, whose fire is still burning brightly.
A sharp sword flashed, but this time the hand wrapped in black armor tightened.
In the burning sea of fire, Dean Lawrence was a little surprised. Lorenzo's previous offensives had traces, and even his fighting thoughts were easy to guess. After all, he came from the Demon Hunting Order, and all his knowledge of fighting came from
Dean Lawrence.
But now that new skills had appeared, he didn't even think that Lorenzo would give up the offensive first to disarm him.
Lorenzo roared.
Since all of his skills come from Dean Lawrence, there is no need to use those learned from the Demon Hunting Order. He can just fight with his own will, just like a wild beast, fighting with instinct.
An unshakable force came from the nailed sword. Lorenzo directly pulled the nailed sword close to Dean Lawrence, and smashed the sword down like a hammer.
The tremble of metal hit the eardrums, it was simply a symphony of iron.
The splashing dust and fireworks once again obscured his sight. Lorenzo was not sure whether he had hit Dean Lawrence. He still held the nail sword tightly in his hand. Judging from the feeling coming from the other end, Dean Lawrence was still restrained.
in front of yourself.
So like a mad rhinoceros, the heavy armor like a chariot once again withstood Dean Lawrence in front of his sword, crashing through layers of walls, and finally even the huge stone pillars under the dome.
For an ordinary person, this continuous impact would have been enough to crush him into a pulp, but Lorenzo still refused to stop. This was not enough, and it was not enough to kill each of the mysterious priests.
The figure of the chariot crashed out of the castle and returned to the rear courtyard. The smoke and dust cleared. Dean Lawrence was holding the sword tightly, covered in blood, and looked extremely embarrassed.
But Dean Lawrence still didn't let go of the nailed sword. Unlike Lorenzo, Medanzo's power can derive weapons from the armor. For example, the big sword in Lorenzo's hand is not so much a blade as a sword.
It is said to be a sword-shaped piece of armor. It has vitality, and new metal is constantly growing under the cracks.
The nail sword in his hand was Lawrence's only weapon. Before the attack fell, he twisted the nail sword hard. The strong sword body broke apart under the influence of two strange forces. He dragged the broken sword back.
But the burning iron cavalry didn't want to let him go.
The dark and scarlet figures crisscrossed back and forth, sparking brilliant sparks in the collisions, and the last staggered blow set off thousands of fireworks.
The two slowly retreated and stopped at both ends of the courtyard, just like the intermission of a deadly battle. The green lawn had long been scorched, and the ashes were flying like fibrous grass.
The secret blood has reached the critical value, 30% awakening level, which is the last limit that Lorenzo can control. Once the critical value is exceeded, Watson will most likely break through the containment due to erosion.
But this is not enough. He is different from the senior who died early. He is a peerless man who can truly accommodate Watson. Watson will be perfectly imprisoned in his body, like a battery, constantly providing him with energy.
power.
Thinking of this, Lorenzo couldn't help but smile bitterly. After all, he is the boss of Metanzo the Demon Hunter, or rather... you can call him Metanzo, although he doesn't like this name very much.
Demon hunters have different branches based on different powers. Each branch is named after an angel, and the most perfect weapon among them will be named after an angel, just like Michael who was besieged to death by the Knights Templar.
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"What a terrifying power. Why not try to awaken the secret blood? You could have done better."
Dean Lawrence held the mottled nail sword and looked at the demonic black knight on the other end. He could clearly distinguish the degree of awakening of Lorenzo's secret blood. He didn't understand why it only stayed at 30%.
Renzo has just awakened to 60% and entered the second stage of demonization. Perhaps Dean Lawrence will be suppressed or even killed the moment they fight.
But he didn't, as if he was afraid of something.
"I'm starting to think you look like someone."
Dean Lawrence stared at Lorenzo. He did not break through the critical value, but suddenly gained such a powerful power. No, this is not even a power. He just became more comfortable with the application of secret blood. The power of the beast.
For once it is no longer driven by human will, but by the beast itself.
The rugged armor trembled slightly and then cracked. Material like iron filings began to peel off, just like the molting of some kind of creature. The old armor fell off, and beneath it was new material that was stronger, heavier, and more harsh.
"Death?"
A distorted voice of ridicule came from under the armor. For a moment, Dean Lawrence was a little unsure whether the life under the armor was human. It was like a ghost wearing armor and traveling from the distant past to seek revenge on him.