I saw the figure jumping up from the sea of blazing fire, throwing the girl under the arm with a wave of his hand. With a scream, the kestrel was directly hit back by this flying disaster, and in the mid-air, the second-rate
The detective turned in an almost weird way, and the white flames surged at the muzzle, followed by thunder.
Countless hands stretched out from the sea of fire, trying to cross the fiery boundary, but then heavy projectiles fell, driving them away one by one, and then Lorenzo held the silver-white sword blade and fell, like falling thunder, speed
So quickly that only a pale light could be seen.
Whether it is steel, fireworks, or the body of a demon, the dazzling sparks are like falling stars, cutting them all off.
"Cut the hook!"
Kestrel pushed Eve aside and yelled at Lorenzo.
But the detective seemed to have no intention of listening to his instructions. He turned around slowly, looked at the kestrel and asked.
"Do you still have that incendiary weapon?"
"You...what are you going to do! Cut the hook quickly!"
Kestrel felt like he was about to explode. This person must be a lunatic! There was no need to take them with him if he wanted to die!
"So many demons must be eliminated. Once they leave, their pollution will only worsen the situation. I must eliminate them here."
Although he is no longer a demon hunter, the occupational disease is still there. Between Lorenzo and the demon, only one can survive.
He swung the sword, without any emotion at all, and casually penetrated the attacking monster with his sword. He turned around and raised the shotgun, and the gunfire filled his entire field of vision.
But this was never a solution. Soon the demons swarmed up like a sea tide. Lorenzo could only keep retreating. At the last moment, he jumped into the armed carriage and closed the heavy door tightly.
The carriage was pitch black, with heavy breathing, rapid heartbeat, and the sound of countless sharp claws scratching the steel mixed together. It seemed like a funeral symphony, and they were the dead in the coffin.
"Are you crazy! You obviously have a chance to cut off the hook! They can't catch up with the speed of the train!"
In the darkness, the kestrel rushed over, grabbed Lorenzo's lapel and roared at him, because of Lorenzo, the entire carriage had to be buried with him, and there was an error in the weapons transportation, no one could guarantee whether it would be correct.
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"But they must die."
Lorenzo didn't care about the angry kestrel at all. He was smoking, and the little bits of firelight in the darkness were so eye-catching.
"You should know about the existence of demons, right? I guess there must be something similar to the Demon Hunting Order in Old Dunling."
He said casually, but it hit Kestrel's heart. He didn't expect that this detective knew so much. Not only did he know about demons, he also knew about the existence of the Demon Hunting Order.
Six years ago, the Seven Hills was suddenly closed to the outside world. The huge Knights Templar guarded the outside of the Seven Hills and sealed off the city. This closure lasted for two years. No one could enter, and no one could enter.
Can come out, even after the incident, the tightness of the Seven Hills has reached the highest level in history.
No one knew exactly what happened. Neither the kingdom's spies nor the special envoys could enter the land of the gods. Because of this strict protection, there was a long delay in the flow of information. The purification agency was only able to obtain it six years later.
News of the disbandment of the Demon Hunting Order.
So where did this damn detective know this?
Without giving Kestrel time to think, Lorenzo continued.
"Those monsters must die here. There are hundreds of them. Once they spread, a plague will break out. Even if everyone dies here, they must be killed. Do you understand?"
Lorenzo grabbed Kestrel's collar with his backhand and blew out a puff of smoke on his face. From the faint light, you could see his ferocious face.
The monster must die.
"So, do you understand? Mr. Camu Naredo!"
It was like an evil spirit whispering in his ears, with that terrifying madness. This detective was serious, he had to kill all those monsters even if everyone died here.
"But there's no need to die, right? So is there anything else we can use here? For example, the incendiary weapons just now, or well-armed reinforcements?"
When the conversation changed, the tough man who just tried to lead everyone to death disappeared. The style of painting changed so quickly that even Kestrel was a little at a loss. Looking to the side, Eve nodded helplessly to him in the darkness. This lunatic is like this.
of.
"So, if you have any other trump cards, come out quickly!"
Looking at Kestrel who was still in a daze, Lorenzo shouted.
"Station... yes, we will arrive at a station next, with our main force on it, but there is interference, and our radio station cannot transmit the message. We have to find a way to prepare them."
Arriving at Shrike's site without any warning, such a large number of demons would cause huge casualties to the personnel. The operation against the Sacred Coffin might be declared a failure before the operation could even begin.
"How far are we from that site?"
Lorenzo asked calmly.
"It should be soon."
"Bring that incendiary weapon!"
Suddenly, Lorenzo seemed to think of something and grabbed the kestrel.
"what are you up to?"
Kestrel didn't understand that Lorenzo might be strong, but he was unable to resist the hordes of monsters.
"What else can we do, let's set off fireworks!"
Lorenzo looked confident.
"Since you can't determine the distance, then fire that weapon every once in a while. With such a big flame, as long as your people are not blind, they can still see it."
"You mean using incendiary bombs as flares?"
Kestrel was stunned. This was really a so-called clear idea. It could also be regarded as a signal that melted steel.
"The optimal solution is that most people survive and the demons are eliminated."
Lorenzo said and walked towards the door. There was a sharp sound outside the door, as if there were thousands of steel needles scratching on the metal surface. Those were bloodthirsty monsters. Lorenzo and others were like delicacies in a can.
, it tried every possible means to pry them out.
Some soldiers took out more incendiary bombs, which were large firearms with deadly white phosphorus incendiary bombs at the front.
It was clear that the person in charge was Kestrel, but in this critical situation, Lorenzo's feeling of being in control of the overall situation completely crushed their confidence. Just like the last hope, if someone maintains sanity in a crazy desperate situation, then
Reassuring.
"No, no, no, are you crazy! We can't hold on at all!"
Kestrel reacted at this time and screamed. For some reason, his thoughts were taken away by Lorenzo, and he actually thought that this damn plan was feasible.
How many monsters are there outside the door? Hundreds or thousands?
They couldn't hold on for long in the face of the huge tide. Whether they could get out of the car after opening the door was a problem.
"Don't worry, you are responsible for setting off the flares and leave those monsters to me."
Lorenzo said and pushed open the door. The strong wind that came in brought the bloody death breath. The detective never gave Kestrel a chance to make a choice from the beginning to the end. The door was already open. Apart from fighting this lunatic until death, he would have nothing to do.
There is no other choice.
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As the door opened, blazing fireworks rose from the gray-blue eyes.
"You still don't seem to know how to fight against these monsters..."
Looking at the still hesitant Kestrel, Lorenzo seemed to be mocking and said, the shotgun was hung under his body, and then another sword blade was pulled out from the suitcase. He clenched the two swords and spoke in a low voice.
"The relationship between us and it has always been... life and death!"
Then the sword blade roared, with splashes of blazing white flames. Thousands of demons were unable to retreat under the slashes. The figure stood between the carriage and the demons. It was a power beyond mortals, and it single-handedly strangled death.