Every inch of flesh and blood stretched to its heart's content, and the pain and familiar power returned to Arthur's body. His eyes were fierce.
Before Jiuxia brought armor technology, in order to resist the pressure of the Demon Hunting Order, the purification mechanism had already been secretly established. However, Ying Erweg, who only had steam technology at that time, still found it difficult to kill the demons suppressively, so in
In times of difficulty, Chief Florund of the Perpetual Pump used the mysterious alchemy combined with the characteristics of demons to develop a set of human enhancement reagents. The narcissistic chief named it after his own name, and then used it as a basis to purify the human body.
The agency launched the Ranger Plan.
Different from the secret blood, Florund's potion is essentially used to strengthen the spirit to resist the erosion of the monster. It can keep the rangers participating in the strengthening awake in front of the monster, and the violent power is only an accessory to it.
It originates from the human body itself, or in other words, under the action of medicine, it will stimulate power at the expense of a certain potential vitality, like a stimulant that burns life.
The mysterious power blessed Arthur's body, making it rejuvenated.
A long time ago, the use of Florund's potion was accompanied by huge risks. This power was like a double-edged sword. It brought power but also brought huge risks. Many rangers would have their hearts beat when using it.
Excessive death.
The Perpetual Pump was debugged for a long time, and was finally transformed on the human body and engraved on the body. Arthur was the last ranger to accept the transformation. Their appearance allowed the purification agency to survive the darkest period.
period, and then came the beginning of the armor era.
All the soldiers at the same time as Arthur were probably dead, and he was the only remaining Ranger. After that, he retreated behind the scenes, and the Ranger program also turned to assisting the development of Original Sin Armor due to the huge human risks, which was extremely risky.
The transformation was abandoned, and Florund's potion also deteriorated several times, turning into a mere spirit-enhancing potion to assist the knight in the armor to adapt to the erosion.
Now those knights in the Purification Agency who are able to fight monsters, the "specialization" they have experienced is essentially a relic of the Ranger skills, making ordinary people's spirits strong enough to face monsters.
"Are you a super soldier?"
"Not really, but what are you waiting for! Lorenzo!"
After Arthur's shock, he did not continue to attack but stepped back. He slightly squinted at Lorenzo, and his body could not stop shaking slightly.
The man in front of him is at the end of his rope. After all, the super soldier's physique is still human, not to mention that the main aspect of strengthening is mental. Arthur was seriously injured, and he can only hold on until now because of his strong will.
He should have fallen due to his strength, but he couldn't fall in front of Eve.
A new round of fighting began. Arthur looked at Dean Lawrence indifferently, and the cavalry beside him rushed out. At this moment, he no longer had any worries, and the two of them could fight with all their strength.
Dean Lawrence didn't seem to have expected that it would develop like this. In this situation, he seemed to have only one way to go.
"I'm looking forward to our next meeting."
Dean Lawrence smiled, and then the silent night boiled up again, countless wailing sounds echoed in all directions, and the torrent of demons arrived again.
How can it be?
Lorenzo looked at all this in astonishment. He could clearly feel the demonic erosion everywhere. They were as numerous as a sea of sand.
But how did he do it? With so many monsters, giving orders like this...
Ed!
The dead Michael demon hunter also had the ability to command demons when he was operating in Ende Town.
"The so-called sacred coffin is also in your hands, right?"
Lorenzo's voice seemed to be extremely cold. He had never been so angry. When his anger reached the extreme, he became cold and calm.
Of course he knew exactly what was inside the sacred coffin, the remains of the [Messiah]-level containment object.
All of this is connected in series, from beginning to end it was Dean Lawrence who planned it all. This man who was supposed to die on Advent Night has been living in the shadows, slowly fermenting the evil in the darkness.
"What do you want to do, Dean Lawrence?"
Lorenzo questioned.
From now on, Lorenzo is fully qualified to believe that it was Father Lawrence who created the Night of Advent, and that the entire evangelical church was in his play.
But what exactly does he want?
Wealth? Honor? Or power?
But he is already the noble cardinal, the terrifying leader of the Demon Hunting Order, and he already has everything he can have. Why did he still choose to associate with the demon in the end?
Dean Lawrence still had that kind smile, and then shook his head.
"Child, the world of adults is very complicated, and there are some things you just won't understand."
So endless monsters poured out from under the night, and thermite rifles fired wildly, but they could not stop the torrent of death. The whole scene became chaotic again. In order to control the situation, even the war airship overhead began to fire, and heavy shells were fired one by one.
fall.
The entire inner city was in chaos. Even though the Imperial Guards and Mounted Police had blocked off the entire fighting area, the thunder falling from the clouds was still clearly visible, like a divine punishment coming from the world.
Dean Lawrence stood in the torrent of demons, glanced at Lorenzo one last time, and then turned away.
"Don't run away!"
Lorenzo roared angrily, and the burning iron cavalry charged like a chariot. The crazy burning fireworks were almost like daylight. One after another, the demons hit the rugged armor, and were instantly destroyed by the rising flames.
The entire body was burned in the flames, and the flesh and blood scattered into endless ashes.
But this is not enough, not enough.
Under the obstruction of these demons, Lorenzo is still unable to reach Dean Lawrence, and the truth he has been pursuing for many years is about to leave.
Suddenly, it was dawn.
It was a burning spear that penetrated the entire night. The surging high-temperature metal adhered to the half-melted molten iron, and brought the violently burning liquid down like a torrential rain.
This sudden iron rain lit up everything in the field of vision. Every drop of high-temperature metal penetrated every demon under him, and finally solidified on the ground, like an erected tombstone.
Against that light, the ferocious shadow stretched and twisted under the demon's body, and it was nailed to the tombstone and then burned.
So what if he could predict the future? Under the extremely large-scale attack, even if he had predicted it, Dean Lawrence would not be able to escape. When the iron rain fell, countless demons pounced on him, like flesh and blood.
Like a shield, it blocks the deadly steel with a heavy layer.
There was a slight motor sound in the endless chaos, the winch rotated rapidly, and then the cable that merged with the night came through the air, crossed the scorched earth, and nailed into the ground in front of Dean Lawrence. The next moment, the blue sky
Armor fell from the sky.
The eyes under the visor were cold and ruthless, he pulled out the sword blade from his waist and stepped on the unsolidified molten iron.
Lancelot is always so reliable. He arrived on the battlefield as early as the battle began, but he did not act rashly. Instead, he grabbed the iron rope extending from the airship and overlooked the overall situation, preparing for a fatal blow.
"How terrible."
A faint sigh came from the ashes. Dean Lawrence turned sideways slightly and stared at the iron spear that penetrated several demons and finally almost hit himself.
The red-hot iron spear was inserted into the ground and emitted a terrifying temperature. It was only a few centimeters away from Reverend Lawrence. The scorching edge roasted his body, sending a burning sting, but in the end it did not hit Reverend Lawrence.
Long. This blow can even penetrate steel plates.
This was a strike that Lancelot had been preparing for a long time. He threw the Forged Spear and then shot it with an armored musket, detonating it in advance.
The exploding rain of fire will maximize the damage area, and the burning iron spear will be the deadliest hidden arrow, mixed in the rain of fire to give it a fatal blow.
But all this has been seen through by Shang Dafen, who can see the future, and Dean Lawrence has already prepared a way to deal with it.
"The more terrifying thing is yet to come."
The hot air surged, and the jet-black armor was flowing with hot molten iron. Lorenzo followed Dean Lawrence like a nightmare. This lunatic somehow trusted this armor so much that he dared to step into it even if it was raining fire.
The great sword was swung fiercely, bringing up the blazing foehn wind.
At the critical moment, Dean Lawrence raised his broken sword to block the slash of the big sword, and was knocked back directly by the momentum of the slash. But the next moment, the hook nailed into another wall, and Lancelot held on to it.
The sharp sword blade followed closely.
Without any communication, the two of them cooperated perfectly, and the nailed sword was completely shattered under the repeated huge impact. Dean Lawrence stepped back, but then Lancelot's sword blade fell quickly, and he missed the blow.
, he directly raised the armored gun and pulled the trigger, the red dragon breathed out.
This should have been the most embarrassing moment for Dean Lawrence. He decisively turned over to the other side. The next second, the scorching iron rain covered the position he had just been in. But before he could stand up, Lorenzo stood up.
The erupting and burning iron rain surged forward again.
At this moment, the terror of Medanzo's power is fully revealed. Like the immovable mountains, neither burning nor impact can shake the solid armor, but his casual sword can decapitate you.
Dean Lawrence's steady rhythm was completely disrupted, and then the flaming sword passed by with a flash of scarlet.
"You are injured, Master."
He was like a hungry wolf, excited by the smell of blood.
"Not bad, kid."
Dean Lawrence looked at Lorenzo with admiration, and he finally discovered Shang Da's flaw.
There will be some special phenomena when the demon hunter activates his power, such as the white burning in his eyes. Lorenzo found that Dean Lawrence's fireworks would always go out for a period of time. He guessed that was the moment when the power ended, but in fact
Action told him that he was right.
The future of that period was invisible to Dean Lawrence.
The next second, the speeding hook hit him, and the sharp tip was nailed into his flesh. Then the cable was recovered, and Dean Lawrence was dragged over like a doll, while Lancelot had already been lifted
It was as if Dean Lawrence had taken the initiative to hit the blade.
But at this moment of life and death, invisible pressure pressed down like a mountain. Even Lorenzo was slightly absent-minded at this moment. At this moment, a sharp sound sounded, and the steel was torn.
It was an unimaginable scene. The sword blade that was about to hit Dean Lawrence was broken alive, and Lancelot's arm holding the sword was completely bent. No one expected this sudden change. Before Lance could wait,
Lott took action. His old arm penetrated the armor and then pulled it out. Blood mixed with engine oil flowed from the end of the metal.
The demon-like man stood on the remains of the armor.
"Kid, you did very well, really very well."
He said with praise, without stopping too much, and slowly stepped off the armor.
"I am too old. Every time I activate the secret blood, there are huge risks. Sometimes even I don't know what will happen if I am completely swallowed by the secret blood... After all, no demon hunter should be able to live as long as me.
age."
Dean Lawrence looked at Lorenzo with a smile. He had wounds left by Lorenzo and Lancelot, and the blood almost completely dyed him red. He was old, and his power was clearly seen by Lorenzo. He clearly had the chance to win.
, but was overturned at the last minute...or maybe the victory never went to Lorenzo's side.
That's why he's confident, right? Everything is under his control from beginning to end, and everything he does now is just a last resort.
Lorenzo froze on the spot. In his eyes, Dean Lawrence was no longer a human being. Although he still maintained his human form, the raging erosion was stronger than any demon Lorenzo had encountered.
Both are strong and both are terrifying.
At this moment, Dean Lawrence is simply a walking source of pollution, but this does not seem to be his limit.
The Original Sin Armor has made no sound, and Lancelot has not taken any action. It seems that he was knocked unconscious by the impact of the erosion when the erosion broke out. After all, these people are also relying on Florund's potion for mental specialization. Compared with
Lorenzo, who has secret blood, their resistance to erosion is still too low.
Most people within the erosion range fell into coma immediately, and only a few people were still trying to hold on, trying to observe the strange and mysterious existence.
"Stop it kid, that's it for tonight."
Dean Lawrence is no longer in the mood to continue fighting. His target has been protected, and he is unwilling to activate the secret blood for too long. After all, the secret blood is the devil lurking in his body, always trying to destroy his will.
It would have been easier for him when he was young, but Dean Lawrence is already too old, so old that even he, who is extremely confident, has no confidence.
Now is not the time for him to burn completely.
"No... you can't go, I have to... I have to!"
The sound of venomous resentment came from under the pitch-black armor, and Lorenzo slowly advanced against the huge erosion.
He could not let Dean Lawrence go, no matter what the reason was. He was too familiar with this feeling of erosion. Lorenzo would never forget the erosion that enveloped the night of Advent.
As expected, he was involved in the Night of Holy Advent. He must die and he must pay the price for all this.
"Lawrence...Lawrence!"
Lorenzo shouted feebly, until his steps became staggering, and his armor cracked and withered one by one. Finally, he knelt on the ground weakly, holding on to his sword to prevent himself from falling completely.
What's wrong with you?
Lorenzo couldn't think clearly and reluctantly raised his head, but his vision had become completely psychedelic, and the whole world began to distort and fall apart.
Dean Lawrence began to change in his eyes. After all, it was difficult to maintain the appearance of a human being. Indescribable weirdness appeared on that body. It was as if something had replaced Dean Lawrence at this moment, using this old body as a medium to appear...
On top of this.
On this holy night of Advent.
All the large Geiger indexers lurking nearby were overloaded and destroyed. On the map of the Peeper system, the entire area was as scarlet as blood, and an erosion that exceeded the observable value slowly rose.
"Lawrence..."
As if dreaming, Lorenzo fell down, and a black shadow enveloped the earth.