On the dark dock, the final game unfolded. It was obviously a fatal blow, but Lorenzo still dodged it. The man was surprised. He didn't expect Lorenzo to still be wary of him.
"Because I just discovered all this."
Lorenzo said while slowly turning around to face the twisted human form.
"This underground palace was originally designed as a hot spring pass. It is extremely easy to hide any secrets here. You don't even need to invest troops. The demons alone are enough to resist everything."
He covered the wound with his hand. Although no blood came out, the real pain was still there.
"But you left a way out here. Just like you said 'no one survives', you said this also includes you, but this underground river has exposed you. You don't want to die, so your appearance before is just
It’s fake death, isn’t it?”
Looking at Sabo who had mutated into a demon, Lorenzo said but could not suppress the surprise in his heart. It was obvious that he had also been corrupted, but he did not become the walking dead monster. He still maintained his sanity, although he had
The body of a monster.
He was no longer as short as before. His limbs grew strangely and became slender. His unique fingers became thicker so that he could hold the sword more steadily. There were also fleshy tissue growths similar to tendons on the mottled rapier.
, seemed to come alive under the strange and crazy blessing.
"Yeah, I can't die...no one can let me die."
Sabo's voice was hoarse and reverberated. He was almost inhuman, but he still maintained his last bit of sanity.
"I am a deformed Viking. I was abandoned by Odin from the moment I was born. My mother left me in the wilderness. She probably thought I would die, but I survived."
The eyeballs were squeezed together by the savagely growing sarcoma, and under the dark red blood vessels, the weak gaze stared at Lorenzo.
"Mr. Holmes, I was born abandoned by the gods, but I was also born to resist. The cold wind in the north could not kill me, and the miserable life could not defeat me. I used
It took three fingers to exchange for Inverg's ferry ticket.
Many people have tried to kill me, but they have failed. I will live on forever, longer than anyone else."
Like a terrifying speech, as he pronounced the words, viscous liquid flowed down from between the sharp teeth, and his whole body was filled with madness. Sabo was born to fight for survival, and life was his only wealth. How could he fail because of this?
How can you just throw away a word from the epidemic doctor?
"Speaking of which, I am still a believer in the Evangelical Church..."
Thinking of the past, Sabo laughed hoarsely.
"You were once a priest, so Mr. Holmes, have you also been abandoned by your god?"
The cloudy eyes were filled with sadness, and he couldn't believe that Lorenzo actually saw sympathy in that monster.
"I have never believed in God. I was born in Feilengcui, where there are only two kinds of people, believers and priests."
With slightly cold eyes, he replied.
"Believers not only have to worship their faith, but they also have to go to church and pay money. But pastors are different. We only go to work on Sunday. If we don't have any money, we just take some from the collection box. Life is very nourishing."
He was obviously a priest and even a Templar, but Lorenzo had no respect for the so-called God.
"Then why did you leave where you were?"
Sabo asked.
"For a lunatic, you seem to talk a lot of bullshit."
Lorenzo refused coldly, and then the body showed mobility that was completely inconsistent with the injury.
The shotgun was suddenly raised and fired. After the dazzling fire, several projectiles were shot at Sabo with the fatal blood, but this time it missed. Sabo's slender body had never been faster than before. This was the deformed body.
Without the speed he could bring, he easily dodged the fatal shot, and then swung down the sharp stabbing sword.
"I just think the two of us are very similar."
Sabo watched Lorenzo slowly put away his rapier, but even with such a swift sword, he still failed to kill Lorenzo.
The stabbing sword shattered the wooden planks supporting the dock. Under the broken wood chips, the place for the two to stay became increasingly narrow.
"I said that you made me what I am, so I have always been curious about where you came from. I have tried many methods, but the only information I can get is that you arrived in Yin Erweg six years ago."
Looking at the figure standing on the edge of the pier, Sabo said affectionately.
"A foreigner covered in blood, no one thought you could survive that kind of injury at that time, but you did it. You are just like me. We all fought for survival. We came to Yin Erweg for survival.
To Old Dunling!”
Facing such ardent fans, Sabo's only response was a gunshot. The agile figure easily dodged the gunfire, and its weird claws hung like barbs on the wet rock wall.
"I'm not like you, Sabo."
Looking up at the hanging monster, Lorenzo's mood did not fluctuate at all.
"What's the difference? When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you. We are the same kind!"
Sabo roared hoarsely, and with a heart-wrenching sound, a white cyst bulged at the end of his arm. Then the cyst burst, and the new arm opened under it.
"You have the same smell as me, Mr. Holmes, and you also have secret blood flowing in your body!"
He screamed loudly, and then the new-born arm stabbed hard into his abdominal cavity. With the sound of bones cracking, a pair of sharp ribs were pulled out from it, like an unsheathed sword blade.
The ferocious figure fell down in the next second, and three sharp blades fell from the sky. The fragile wooden boards could not withstand the huge force and broke apart one after another.
Lorenzo easily dodged the attack. Although his chest was clearly penetrated, he acted as if nothing was wrong. He quickly moved on the wooden piles above the water and turned around to fire back from time to time.
"We are the same, Mr. Holmes. We are the same kind of people. We will do anything to live, even if we swallow secret blood for it!"
The demon roared and advanced. The moment the two of them fought, the dock was almost destroyed, leaving only rows of wooden piles for them to stay.
The bone blade and the staff sword collided together, and then another bone blade and the stabbing sword came from different directions. Lorenzo tried to dodge, but Sabo's free arm caught him, and then the bone blade and the stabbing sword came at him from different directions.
Penetrate that mortal body.
"Actually, I am very old. I am almost fifty years old. But because of my dwarf body, it is difficult for ordinary people to realize it.
I have been fighting for survival all my life, but in the end I am trapped in this deformed body. My internal organs are failing, my breathing has become heavy, and I can't even raise the sail again."
Sabo was talking and fighting, just like what he said, when he saw that he and Lorenzo were the same kind, two hungry wolves meeting on a narrow road, only Lorenzo could understand his feelings.
"So is this the reason why you swallowed the secret blood?"
Lorenzo's face didn't show any pain, he was clearly penetrated by the sword, but he asked Sabo a question.
There was a bit of sadness on his distorted face, and he answered.
"Yes, only in this way can I survive."
Even though he became inhuman, Sabo was still alive, and that was enough for him.
"Of course I still have one last thing to do. Kill you and the girl who escaped, so no one will know that I survived. I can go to a new place, just like when I came to Old Dunling, and open up...
A new life."
Sabo laughed crazily as he spoke. The secret blood had severely corroded him. Not only was his body transformed into a monster, but his will also began to gradually become crazy.
"What you can't do, the price of starting a new life is to completely abandon the past. Can you do it? Sabo."
Those words were like a mockery. The shotgun thundered at such a close range, and the broken bullets penetrated the demon's body, followed by a stinging sensation like fire from every part of the body.
It was a miserable white firework, released from the gap of the piercing bone blade, like a heretic being burned at the stake. Lorenzo embraced Sabo and bathed in the holy flames together.
With that shrill howl, Sabo struggled to get away from Lorenzo. The sharp sword cut off the ignited flesh and blood directly, and his scarlet skin was covered with scalded blisters.
"Saab, we may be similar, but we are different people from the beginning."
The fireworks went out on the other side of the darkness, and Lorenzo's voice came slowly. He stepped on wooden stakes one after another, holding a staff, sword and gun.
It was an unspeakable feeling. It seemed that from this moment on, the detective named Lorenzo Holmes died, and some evil spirit that had been lurking in the dark depths took over his will.
"You became a monster in order to survive, and I am alive now in order to fight monsters!"
It was a roar that struck straight into the soul, and the injured body began to heal strangely. The tattoo that spread to the entire back seemed to come alive, swimming on the pale skin as if it had life.
[The secret blood awakens by 7%, leaving the stable value range, and the silver-binding bolt begins to melt.]
A blazing white light rose from the gray-blue eyes, and Sabo could only see the sword light that was quickly pulled into a white line. With the man's huge step, the wooden stakes collapsed one by one, splashing large water droplets.
.
That happened almost instantly. When Sabo realized all this, the man who looked like a demon had already sent the staff sword into his chest, and the white flames were burning on the blade.