In front of him was the man's iron wall-like figure, dazzling white light was released from the ignited blood, and the sword blade was like a meat grinder, preventing the demon's offensive from advancing even half an inch.
At that moment, Kestrel thought a lot, but seemed to be thinking of nothing. There was white noise in his ears, and he lost all thoughts, and rushed out with incendiary bombs in his arms.
It was obvious that he didn't trust this damn plan at all. Coming out of Lorenzo's mouth was like deciding what to eat in the morning, full of randomness and unreliability. But even so, when Lorenzo roared
, the kestrel still moved instinctively, advancing towards the blazing sea of fire.
"This is like a man!"
The detective loudly encouraged the kestrel, decapitating the monsters that were attacking one after another. The white fire ignited their bodies, and in the dark night, black snow fell with ashes. They rolled up with each other and stayed on the skin.
It conveys only the temperature.
"cover me!"
When Kestrel realized all this, he had already arrived outside the carriage, holding the incendiary bomb and climbing towards the top of the carriage.
Lorenzo blocked the demon and swung his sword quickly without any skills at all. In fact, in such a large-scale battle, there was no need for any skills. All Lorenzo had to do was fight with efficiency.
The more you cut, the fiercer it becomes!
The wildly dancing sword blade set off blazing white fireworks, like a group of twisting snakes. The pure holy silver easily cut through the dirty flesh and blood, like the red-hot iron falling into the water. The miserable white smoke and ribbons
Ashes lit with fire rose together.
This is a dark night, the demons have descended, and all light no longer exists, but just like those fire bearers who risked their lives in those long-ago times, even if the dark forest is full of demons surging, they are not willing to survive.
In fear, he stubbornly lit the fireworks in his hands and fought with the demons who came looking for light.
Humans should not live in fear.
Therefore, the most splendid and eye-catching fireworks were released above the high school. The white phosphorus incendiary bombs were like rising dome light. After reaching the highest point, they were released with all their strength. The broken flames bloomed like flowers, and the entire night was lit up.
For a moment.
It was truly a breathtaking scene. The tide of demons stood there like sculptures. The sudden light lengthened their shadows, and the shadows writhed ferociously. It seemed that the souls trapped in the bodies of demons were making their last steps.
Resist.
"Lorenzo Holmes!"
Kestrel shouted the detective's name, so Lorenzo jumped directly onto the roof of the car with his sword light, and with his swift sword, killed all the monsters climbing up from both sides of the two carriages.
That is not the swordsmanship of killing people. What Lorenzo is good at is just the skill of hunting monsters from beginning to end.
The blazing white fireworks swayed on the sword blade, and as the sword slashed, one demon after another was burned to ashes.
Kestrel saw this from the corner of his sight, but just this glance made him extremely frightened. It was a power he had never seen before, something that science could not explain.
Perhaps the Demon Hunting Order has blocked its own information too tightly, and even his death was not known until six years later.
This strange white flame is a characteristic of every demon hunter. When the secret blood of the cult is injected into the body, it will change the characteristics of the demon hunter's blood. When the secret blood awakens in the body, it will make the hunter
The demon's blood becomes flammable.
Unlike ordinary flammable liquids, it does not require any flame to reach the ignition point, it only needs demons.
When the demon hunter's blood touches the demon, or even senses the "pollution" possessed by the demon, the blood will glow with fireworks beyond common sense, a fire called a pure flame.
The pure flames burned blazingly, and Lorenzo was like a god who came out of mythology, waving his swords to indulge in the blazing white fireworks, isolating those hundred ghosts forever.
"Give me a handful!"
During the break in the fight, Lorenzo turned around and shouted to the kestrel.
As the first incendiary bomb took off, the dazzling light seemed to anger the group of monsters. They became more and more crazy, and launched round after round of attacks on the roof of the car without fear of death, just like the waves hitting the shore.
, trying to drag these two lives into the deep sea of death.
In order to save ammunition, Kestrel released incendiary bombs at regular intervals. He counted the seconds in his mind and at the same time drew his pistol and shot the monsters.
He thought that as a high-ranking knight of the purification mechanism, he had enough experience in fighting demons, but compared with Lorenzo's skillful and quick actions, he was just a child who had just learned to hold a sword. With his deadly
The skill is placed in the purification mechanism. Not to mention the knight commander, I am afraid that only Arthur can match it.
"What!"
Kestrel once again shot a monster that was trying to kill him. After hearing Lorenzo's roar, he replied incomprehensibly.
"Molotov cocktails!"
Lorenzo yelled again.
Although it is unclear what Lorenzo is going to do, he has undoubtedly won the trust of Kestrel in this short period of time. At least in terms of combat effectiveness, he is already the ceiling of the entire train.
Kestrel threw a launcher with incendiary bombs to Lorenzo. Lorenzo waved his sword and then nailed it to the carriage at his feet. It was a steel thing completely covered with metal.
But under Lorenzo's swing of the sword, it actually sank half into the metal.
The free hand directly flicked the sword blade nailed to the carriage. The sharp blade left a bright red wound on the palm of his hand. Then the injured hand caught the incendiary bomb thrown by the Kestrel.
launcher.
"What are you going to do?"
For some reason, Kestrel actually felt something was wrong. The tide of monsters didn't give him this feeling, but now Lorenzo's actions gave him this feeling, as if something was about to collapse.
.
"Set off fireworks!"
Under fear and pressure, the detective turned back to the kestrel and laughed wildly.
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The demon hunter's blood soaked into the steel in his hand, and it flowed into it along the gaps and lines of the metal. Every structure and every inch was completely integrated into it, and blazing white fire gushes out from the gaps.
Lorenzo raised the burning launcher, and endless demons surged from the carriage in front of him. He was the only light in the night, the only rope to escape from this hell, so they all competed for this opportunity.
The longings one after another completely extinguished this only hope.
It was a scene like an oil painting.
He raised his gun and showed no fear in the face of the thousands of troops coming from hell.
Pull the trigger.
So the pure flames boiled and burned, and the white phosphorus incendiary bomb penetrated the dark sea tide, like water hitting the rocks, destroying everything in the way. It went straight forward until it penetrated several carriages. After a few short seconds, endless
White flames erupted from it.
The incendiary bomb carries the blood of the demon hunter. When the incendiary bomb burns to its fullest, using the flame as the medium, the pure flame rises instantly, and all the demons covered by it are reduced to ashes in the instant high temperature.
"Do you know why smoking is prohibited on trains?"
Lorenzo turned around, looked at the already sluggish Kestrel, lightly stamped his feet, and asked as he stepped on this historic train.
Although the steam engine of the Illustrious steam train has been outdated for many years, it still represents one of the highest technologies of the Inverg steam engine at that time. Even after running for so many years, it can still reach an astonishing speed of 70 kilometers per hour.
Seemingly frightened by the spectacle of the fireworks, the kestrel did not answer Lorenzo's words, but just stared blankly at the blazing white color that almost occupied the entire field of vision.
Lorenzo turned around with some disappointment. Sometimes it feels quite sad when others can't answer your words. He looked at the burning carriage and explained in a low voice.
"Because the wind helps the fire."
Like a curse, as those words fell, endless winds poured into the burning car from the broken glass, and a large amount of fresh oxygen fueled the crazy burning. The demons roared, but they couldn't stop their bodies from being scorched.
Carbonized, and finally turned into ashes and passed away like the wind.
Like the giant python emerging from the sea of fire, it burns forward on this dark and desolate land.