"I didn't expect you to have normal social friends."
Seleu followed closely behind Lorenzo and walked through the long and narrow carriage.
"What's wrong?"
Lorenzo said without looking back.
"It just feels like you are out of tune with this world."
"This is nature. I am not a monster, but I am different from humans... I am a person living in the gap, the gap between two worlds."
Lorenzo said with a somewhat self-deprecating smile.
"Are you surprised? You have such a clear positioning."
Seliu didn't speak, just nodded, and she wasn't sure if Lorenzo could see it.
In her eyes, Lorenzo is simply a troublemaker. His friends are either gang bosses or secret agencies. It is hard to imagine that such a person would have a normal life.
"There are a lot of things you don't know, Seliu, just like the following..."
Lorenzo said and put his right hand into his arms.
"What?"
"Do not be afraid."
Lorenzo replied.
The steward in white was walking in the middle of the car. The space was actually quite spacious, but when two people passed by in the opposite direction, it became very crowded and one of them needed to make concessions.
But Lorenzo didn't give in at all. The demon hunter's eyes were watching the flight attendant quietly. The moment he got closer, he could only see a white light blooming in his arms, and with the sound of metal collapsing, sharp
The folding knife popped out in an instant, giving almost no time to react before slashing it down.
Seliu was already stunned, and at this moment the passengers around him were also stunned.
The blade of the folding knife slashed down diagonally along the flight attendant's shoulder, splitting open his neck and throat. The horrifying sound could be clearly heard... The metal directly cut off the spine in the flesh and blood.
Blood gushes out like a small spring, dyeing the white chair back red. His horrified eyes stared at Lorenzo. He covered the horrific injury with one hand, as if he wanted to say something, but his whole throat
They were all torn apart by that powerful blow, and only the sound of panicked breathing could be heard.
"I can smell you from afar."
Lorenzo wiped the blood from his face, his eyes cold.
Lorenzo could clearly detect the poor quality secret blood even from several carriages away.
Lorenzo had been alert when he discovered that the intruders were remnants, but he didn't expect that even though he was hiding all the way, he could not escape them, and these guys also followed the car.
Finally, the folding knife penetrated from top to bottom, piercing the head and heart together, leaving no possibility of demonizing him.
This was a cruel execution. The corpse twitched and fell, and blood covered everyone's feet.
After a brief silence, there were wild screams, and the passengers around him panicked. Some people began to flee to the next carriage, some were crying, and some people mustered up the courage to fight against Lorenzo, the murderer, but
I lost my mind under that cold gaze.
The whole scene was in chaos. Smelling the strong smell of blood, the horrific death scene was right in front of Seleu's eyes. She squeezed Lorenzo's hand, her face turned pale.
She didn't know why Lorenzo suddenly went crazy, but the trust she had accumulated over the years made her believe in Lorenzo... In fact, there seemed to be no other way except to follow Lorenzo all the way to the dark side.
"Let's go."
Lorenzo said.
Although it was chaotic, no one dared to block Lorenzo's way. The sharp folding knife was in his hand, dripping with blood.
The crowd was running around, but Lorenzo easily found his target and threw the folding knife in his hand. A passenger who had not yet left was nailed to his seat by the folding knife without waiting for him.
Whatever he did, blazing white fireworks erupted from his body, burning through the body amid painful screams.
Lorenzo walked over slowly and took off the folding knife as he passed by. Against the backdrop of the fireworks, Seleu could clearly see the handle covered with barbs.
This is a folding knife specially made for Lorenzo. There are tiny barbs on the handle, and the blood will flow along the grooves to the blade.
"Stop hiding and come together."
he said.
From a demon hunter's perspective, no matter how inferior the secret blood is, it is still secret blood, just like a fire in the dark, even a tiny spark is enough to attract attention.
Suddenly he waved his folding knife, turned around suddenly, grabbed Seleu, and the girl's body was pulled up directly. At the same time, he slashed down with the folding knife, killing a passenger who had approached behind Lorenzo at an unknown moment.
The blade covered with holy silver directly cut open the head, slashed along the body, and split the entire body into pieces.
The twisted internal organs and blood surged like a slaughterhouse.
Seleu tried her best not to look at those things. She knew very well that Lorenzo didn't need to be so cruel, but he seemed to be venting his anger and brutally killed every survivor.
Lorenzo didn't know what Dean Lawrence promised them, nor why they accepted the secret blood, but he didn't care, these people were enemies, and the enemies only needed to be killed.
All the passengers who could escape in the carriage had fled, and the space became much emptier, with more survivors pouring in.
Those ordinary people are not their targets, their targets are only Lorenzo, or Seleu behind Lorenzo.
He held Seliu tightly with one hand, waving the folding knife and slashing hard.
In this not-so-open space, the swing of the folding knife was very restricted. After a brief period of fear, one of the survivors finally reacted. He took out his pistol and shot at Lorenzo, but before he could pull the trigger, the weapon shot through the air.
The nail sword that arrived pierced his head and nailed him to the wall, followed by blazing white fireworks.
"It's really troublesome..."
Lorenzo frowned, raised the Winchester in his arms, pulled the trigger, and the scattered projectiles swept directly across.
Thanks to human beings' instinct of fear, most of the people still in the carriage must be enemies. Lorenzo didn't care about accidental injuries. The metal projectiles penetrated his body, and the kinetic energy they carried made them all take a few steps back.
, followed by another gunshot, crushing one head after another.
Even if this group of remnants could find their place, Dean Lawrence must not be far away. Thinking of this, Lorenzo couldn't help but feel a little headache, and then quickened his pace.
But a sword light came on, stopping his steps.
The man held the sword and was about to hit Lorenzo when he raised his beloved shotgun. The blade of the sword hit the barrel and failed to move downward.
Lorenzo cursed secretly, raised his foot and tried to kick him away, but the man took a step back and avoided Lorenzo's attack, then rushed forward again, and the sharp sword light fell.
Very troublesome.
Lorenzo turned sideways to avoid it, and at the same time let go of Seleu's hand.
The man looked very angry, which seemed to be the reason why Lorenzo killed many of his colleagues, but Lorenzo didn't care about that. He even wanted to laugh a little, because now the man was the only one fighting with him.
The survivors looked at him with fear, which made Lorenzo extremely satisfied.
Sometimes death will arouse the anger of other people, but a death that is too cruel will frighten everyone. They are all afraid of Lorenzo, except for the man in front of them.
"You're pretty good."
Lorenzo said, and at the same time stretched out his hand as quickly as thunder.
The fallen sword tried to be withdrawn, but Lorenzo grabbed it. His wrist was so strong, as if it was imprisoned in steel, and the man could not withdraw the blade at all.
Blood flowed down the edge of the sword, and before he could react further, a cold touch appeared on his forehead.
Winchester pressed on the top of his head, and then blood exploded and smelly mucus splashed everywhere.
It was a nightmare more frightening than the monster. Finally, someone screamed in despair, opened fire, and poured ammunition towards Lorenzo. However, the demon hunter directly lifted the body of the man in front of him, like a shield, and held it against his body.
The fired warhead rushed directly to the edge of the carriage.
Pulling out the folding knife stuck in the wall, severed limbs appeared everywhere.
After taking care of the remaining enemies, Lorenzo turned back and stretched out his hand to Seleu, who was standing in a pool of blood.
"The time is coming, we have to hurry up.".
But this time Seliu didn't make any reaction. She looked at the blood-stained hand, suppressed the nauseating feeling, and tried hard not to vomit.
"You...are more like a monster than a monster."
She said with some difficulty.
"maybe."
Lorenzo didn't seem to care about this. He was in a strange state at the moment and looked anxious, as if something was about to happen.
Regardless of Seleu's wishes, Lorenzo grabbed her and continued walking toward the back of the car.
When the door was opened, the faces of the people in the next carriage were filled with horror. It was clearly felt that as Lorenzo entered, everyone became frightened, and they were forced to be locked up with a monster.
As if he didn't see that look, Lorenzo said coldly.
"Step aside."
No one moved, but when Lorenzo raised the folding knife that was still bleeding, a gap appeared for the two of them to move forward.
"Devil...Devil!"
An old woman collapsed in fear and yelled angrily.
Then endless whispers sounded, as if they were discussing this terrible monster.
But it was as if Lorenzo didn't feel this. There was no need to listen to others, they didn't understand anything.
Yes, they don't understand anything, they have no idea what happened.
Like lambs in a pen, the only world they know is within the pen.
In the crowd on both sides, someone suddenly moved. Lorenzo could sense the raging murderous intent. With his reflexes, he could kill them with a knife before the attack arrived. But the strange thing was that Lorenzo
There was no demonic power felt in that person, and there was no smell of secret blood.
The falling blade hesitated, and then sharp pain rushed to the other side. The sharp dagger penetrated Lorenzo's waist and abdomen. Lorenzo could only protect Seleu, and then more blades came from
Fallen in the crowd.
"Ordinary people?"
Lorenzo was a little confused, but in an instant he felt ridiculous for his naivety.
Not everyone has sucked the secret blood, and not everyone is aware of the existence of demons.
"Remnants?"
He asked, but no one responded to him, they were angry.
"So, sometimes, a 'demon' cannot be judged by its secret blood erosion."
Lorenzo whispered, and then his body erupted with terrifying power. The sharp folding knife flashed with a strange light in the air. Lorenzo's path of swinging the knife could not be seen at all. He could only hear the roar of the wind, and then a stroke
Apply scarlet and sway.
The sharp blade accurately cut the throat of each survivor. The human body was so fragile that they could not even scream. They could only cover the wound with force, trying to delay the arrival of death.
Seeing this scene, the pious old woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and she shed tears and complained bitterly about Lorenzo's atrocities.
"You're going to hell!"
"That's just what I want, ma'am!"
Lorenzo pulled Seleu over the corpses and muttered to himself.
"I have killed many priests and Templar knights, and I am still rushing to kill a... former cardinal. My biggest wish is to pile cow dung everywhere in the Seven Hills.
It would be better if you could set the Cathedral of San Naro on fire!"
Pushing open the last car door, the biting cold wind poured into the warm car, driving away all the blood.
Lorenzo turned back to the old woman and smiled.
"Thank you for your wishes, ma'am, and have a nice day."