The pale fireworks were burning, and two different voices rose and fell in the gray ruins.
Roger gasped for breath and covered the hideous wound on his chest. The sword almost tore half of his body apart. His bones and internal organs were burned in the fire, but the immortal flesh and blood were still stubbornly proliferating, pulling and healing.
With.
His vision was stained red with blood and became blurry. He could not see the road ahead clearly, but he could still feel the increasing intensity of Lorenzo's erosion. In order to kill the demon, he finally stepped into the darkness.
Just move forward a few minutes and get closer...
Roger smiled, he would let Lorenzo see the greatest existence in the world.
But soon, Roger's thoughts were interrupted by approaching sounds. The sounds were very complicated, including the sound of burning fireworks, the sound of metal dragging on the ground, and deep breathing. You could vaguely hear the wolves panting.
Barking, as if a hungry wolf crawled out of the shadows.
He stood up leaning on the spikes, his figure still shaking a little, but Roger could continue.
As Lorenzo speculated, this body is just a temporary carrier for Roger. Under the control of consciousness, the degree of alienation of this body is far less powerful than that of the original body, and this becomes his limitation. As for the real Roger
Where are you...
"You look great the way you look now, Holmes."
Roger wiped his face and saw clearly the beast-like Lorenzo. Now he looked no different from a demon, like a black wolf in armor, hunting his prey following the blood trail.
But the next second Roger's smiling face froze in place, and the delayed explosion slowly reached his ears.
Black Wolf grasped the big sword tightly, smashed the ground with his legs, and moved as fast as a meteor. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of him with a serious murderous aura.
The majestic death aura captured Roger in an instant. He had not felt this way for a long time. He immediately took action and tried to avoid it by turning to one side.
Lorenzo used all his strength with this sword. The moment he drew the sword, he could no longer change the direction of the sword. As long as he avoided the fatal blow at this time, Roger could continue to fight back.
But he didn't know that within Lorenzo's field of vision, Roger had already made a move. One Roger was standing in place, and the other Roger had already started to move. He was avoiding to one side, and at the same time, the armor was growing.
Wrap unhealed wounds layer by layer.
The illusory vision dissipates and the real world begins to move forward.
The big sword split through the heat waves, and Roger also avoided them as expected.
In his eyes, Lorenzo fell to his side with great force. Roger successfully dodged the attack, but suddenly an even more fierce howling wind suddenly rose.
The sword should have penetrated deep into the ground due to the huge force and inertia, but under Lorenzo's control, its power was forcefully twisted by his arm. As a result, Lorenzo's arm made a shuddering crash.
, muscles were broken, bones were shattered, but relying on these sacrifices, the sword was swung up into a huge half-moon, sweeping away the fireworks and smoke, and cutting out a vacuum around it.
The meteor is coming, and the sword will destroy the evil.
The armor was shattered before it could be completely covered, and the broken hard material penetrated into the flesh.
The gushing blood was torn into countless tiny water droplets by the high-speed slashes, and these scarlet blood droplets densely formed a thin blood mist. The high temperature passed by, evaporating everything into nothingness.
"Hall..."
Before Roger could say anything, a huge and hideous wound split open from the broken armor on his chest after a short delay.
The sword slashed open his chest, and the wound spread along his left shoulder to the right side of his waist and abdomen, continuing to expand the previous injury. Without the support of bones and muscles, his upper body leaned back weakly.
Under the threat of death, the scarlet tentacles rose up in a wild dance, trying to weave the wounds. However, in a short period of time, Roger was unable to do this with the carrier in front of him. He could only barely resume activities under the entanglement.
ability, but at this moment, Lorenzo was ready for his second sword attack.
Too slow, everything seems too slow.
The whole world has lost its color in Lorenzo's eyes, and everything is covered with blazing white fireworks. However, due to the darkness of the far and near lights, the brightness of the fireworks burning on them is also different, and it is these gray-white and black
, the blazing world is being built along him.
Lorenzo could see Roger's struggle. Starting with his current body, he made countless different movements, and the burning figures disappeared one by one. In the end, only the correct one remained.
So clear, so fast, so this is what Lawrence could see at the beginning? It's no wonder that he was helpless in front of him.
Lorenzo's broken and twisted arm was oozing with blood. Unlike Roger, Lorenzo had not yet touched the authority named Yanar, and his own self-healing ability was still limited. For this reason, more heavy armor proliferated, just like
It covers the arm tightly like a fixed plaster.
The swinging sword struck the ground and stopped steadily. Then Lorenzo's injured right arm released the hilt of the sword. He quickly turned around, grabbed the sword with his left arm, and while spinning, he swung the sword again.
.
The sword was raised straight and then dropped, like a guillotine of judgment.
In the loud roar, the fireworks and smoke disappeared, and the gray vision reached its limit and disappeared. The world in Lorenzo's eyes once again turned colorful, and then the ground under his feet began to shake and collapse.
Under the continuous fighting between these two monsters, the solid broken dome could no longer support it all. It began to collapse under the burning fire.
The ground beneath their feet collapsed, and Lorenzo and Roger were buried in smoke and dust.
Lorenzo lost Roger's vision, but could feel the strong erosion still lingering around him, and he was not dead yet.
The two of them fell to the next level. Before they could catch their breath, Lorenzo swung his sword again and dispersed the smoke and dust around him. Then he saw Roger who was staggering. He did not avoid it, but stood beside Lorenzo.
Not far ahead.
The huge wound on his chest was already difficult to heal, and countless tentacles could be seen flying, as if his chest had turned into a huge and ferocious mouthpart, ready to eat life.
"You've gone one step further, Holmes."
Roger's voice was hoarse, and Lorenzo's sword just now almost cut off his spine.
"But what happens next? You have to know that this is not my full strength. What will you do then? Make more compromises towards the darkness?"
He laughed loudly, and Lorenzo's behavior once again proved that sublimation was correct. In the face of this power beyond imagination, all humans can do is adapt.
Lorenzo did not respond. In the dissipating smoke, a dark wolf dragged the sword, and fireworks rose from under its twisted visor, as if its scorching eyes were staring at Roger.
Roger opened his pace, and in the next moment, the two figures twisted into rapid black shadows, continuing to expand the scope of the battle, turning the burning broken dome into a bloody battlefield.
He has realized Lorenzo's new power, and that he has such extraordinary power to make such accurate predictions. However, this power also has corresponding flaws. Between two predictions, there will be a blank.
During the vacuum period, Lorenzo could only rely on instinct to fight.
The heavy metal collided together again, Lorenzo's sword strike was blocked, Roger smiled, but then a protruding kick hit Roger hard and kicked him into the sky.
He smashed the ceiling and continued upwards. At this moment, Lorenzo grabbed the sword with both hands, swung it with all his strength, and threw it, like a spear piercing the sky.
The double impact pushed Roger until the last layer of obstacles was broken. The leaden sky came into view, with strong wind and cold rain intertwined. He fell hard on the dome, and the sword began to fall, stuck in the distance.
He is not far away.
Roger had just stood up, and then a sharp claw grasped the damaged edge, and Lorenzo climbed up along the path opened by the battle.
He hunched over like a crazy beast, Lorenzo came slowly and grabbed the sword again.
Roger had blood in his mouth and his figure was crumbling.
A golden light enveloped them, and Lorenzo and Roger couldn't help but stop their movements, raising their heads, as if something was burning between the clouds, and then fell.
The stars are falling.
Dozens of molten spears disintegrated and burned in mid-air, washing the dome evenly.
The iron whale was wandering in the surrounding clouds and mist. After the two men were exposed to sight, they also began to suppress fire, and the fire in the sky was shooting indiscriminately.
The rain of fire and iron washed away, and the burning fragments were nailed to their feet, falling clatteringly on the armor, and then bounced away. The two ignored these unexpected noises, and took steps again, walking towards each other.
They were very close, and their swords were at war. The moment they fought, an invisible impact spread, bombarding their minds.
This time the impact directly penetrated the armor and flesh, hitting the consciousness hard.
"Yo! Hit!"
The old voice sounded from the strong wind. Lorenzo raised his head and looked from a distance. He saw more than one iron whale surrounding this place. At some point, another iron whale had already approached the dome, and the hatch opened.
, Zuo Zhen, who had a safety rope wrapped around his body, could be seen setting up a firearm.
After Lorenzo's delay, the anonymous men finally arrived at the battlefield. The antimeme-protected ammunition was poured into the dome. The invisible roar was mixed with the cold metal, which further disturbed Lorenzo and Roger.
His cognition was slightly shaken, as if his soul was expelled from his body, but soon Lorenzo came back to his senses.
Roger is restricted by the carrier, so he will be affected more than himself, which undoubtedly increases his chances of winning again.
The time has come for the decisive victory.
Lorenzo shouldered his sword and flew away.
…
"So who is Lorenzo and who is Roger among these two?"
In such a fatal situation, Zuo Zhen didn't look nervous. With a relaxed smile on his face, he pointed at the two people who were fighting and asked for their identities.
"I...I'm not sure either."
Gawain on the side also seemed a little hesitant. The two monsters were fighting each other and were covered in heavy armor, making it difficult to distinguish them.
"Forget it, it's not important. The two of them are too close. No matter how precise the antimemetic attack is, the two of them will be affected together."
Zuo Zhen said as he reloaded his firearm. This exquisite firearm was quite artistic. It only fired a single shot and had to be reloaded after firing.
"The right sword, with the right sheath, you name it, Falling Star."
He aimed at the target and whispered to the gun.
Pulling the trigger, the echoing words were shattered by the tearing sound of the gun, and an unpredictable bullet track extended, connecting the muzzle and the target.
The gray world burned again in Lorenzo's eyes, and he ignored the rain of fire in the sky, leaving only Roger who stayed where he was.
He saw it.
Roger had no extra moves. He was exhausted and stayed where he was. He didn't know how to fight Lorenzo. He was trying to avoid Lorenzo's prediction in this way.
But at the end of the prediction, in those few seconds, Lorenzo saw it.
Roger's armor was shattered and his flesh was bloody. He seemed to have been hit by an extremely powerful antimemetic weapon. All his defenses collapsed in an instant, and at this moment of collapse, he would be at his weakest.
"Yes, that's it, Holmes."
Roger roared loudly, and the moment Lorenzo approached, he thrust out the spike, but when Lorenzo reached the peak of the offensive, he suddenly stopped in front of Roger.
Accumulate strength, swing up, and fall.
The big sword slashed from top to bottom, cutting off the long spike and the arm it was holding. The big sword was dripping with blood and nailed into the ground. Then Lorenzo used the big sword as a fulcrum to lift his body suddenly.
Leap high.
Rotating and rising, the edge of the sword drew a pure white sun.
Roger raised his other hand and wrapped it heavily with solid materials to form an arm armor like a round shield, but at this second, the arm armor shattered.
The thread of death connected the gauntlet and Zuo Zhen's gun. The carrier carrying the antimeme hit Roger. The fragile metal bullet failed to penetrate Roger's armor, but at this moment a huge amount of the antimeme was destroyed.
Detonate, spread.
In an instant, the solid iron armor fell apart, and the healing of flesh and blood was also terminated at this moment. Fragile and dying flesh and blood could be seen among the broken and flying iron.
The influence of the antimeme is still spreading, affecting Lorenzo's body and stripping off his armor.
But that's enough.
The falling blade could not be stopped, and Roger's defense was shattered. The sword was peeled off quickly and fell fiercely, cutting off the head and spine, and completely cutting off the entire body.
The head flew high, and Roger's slightly stunned expression could be seen among the fallen hard parts. He also tried to fight back, but there was no chance. Under the influence of the antimeme, the power of erosion was constantly being destroyed.
suppress.
His scarlet eyes turned and he looked at Zuo Zhen, and Zuo Zhen also saw him.
"What a difficult enemy."
Zuo Zhen sighed and pulled the trigger again.
The bullet struck, turning his head into an indistinguishable blood stain, which mixed with the continuous cold rain and fell towards the tower.
At the same time, there was a slight vibration. Zuo Zhen stood up slowly and heard a crisp sound. The holy silver crown on his head was full of cracks, then shattered and fell to the ground. He touched his nose,
I found my hands full of blood.
He knew very well what happened at that moment, but Zuo Zhen didn't have the slightest fear, and still looked at the top of the burning tower with a smile.
Lorenzo was holding a broken sword, and the armor on his body was slowly cracking. The cold rain washed away the blood, and he seemed to be dead, motionless.