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Every inch of blood stretched, and pain and familiar power returned to Arthur's, his eyes menacing.

Before Jiuxia brought the armor technology, in order to resist the pressure of the Demon Hunter Order, the purification mechanism had already been established in secret, but at that time, Invig, who only had steam technology, was still difficult to suppress and kill the demons, so in a difficult time, the chief of the perpetual motion pump Florent used the mysterious alchemy combined with the demon's special development of a human enhancement reagent, and the narcissistic chief named it after himself, and then launched the Ranger project based on the purification mechanism.

Unlike the secret blood, Florent's potion is essentially used to strengthen the spirit, to resist the erosion of the demon, and to keep the rangers involved in the enhancement awake in front of the demon, and the violent power is only its appendage, which comes from the human body, or under the effect of the potion, it will stimulate the power at the expense of a certain potential vitality, like a stimulant that burns life.

A mysterious power blessed Arthur's body, rejuvenating it.

Long before that, the use of Florent's potion came with great risk, and this power was like a double-edged sword, bringing power as well as great risk, and many Rangers would die of rapid heart rate when using it.

The Perpetual Motion Pump was tuned for a long time, and finally the body was modified and inscribed, and Arthur was the last of the Rangers to be transformed, and their appearance allowed the Purifier to survive the darkest period, followed by the beginning of the Age of Armor.

Arthur's contemporaries should have died, he was the only remaining Ranger, after which he retreated into the background, and the Ranger project also turned to the development of the auxiliary original sin armor due to the huge physical risk, the extremely risky transformation was abandoned, and the Florent potion was also deteriorated several times, becoming only a spiritual potion to assist the knights in the armor to adapt to the erosion.

Now the knights who can fight the demons in the trap, the "specialization" they have experienced is essentially a relic of the Ranger technique, so that the spirit of ordinary people is enough to face the demons.

"Are you a super soldier?"

"Not really, but what are you waiting for! Lorenzo!"

After Arthur's tremor, instead of continuing to attack, he stepped back, he squinted at Lorenzo slightly, and his body trembled slightly.

The man in front of him is already at the end of the crossbow, in the end, the physique of the super soldier is still human, not to mention that the main strengthening aspect is still mental, Arthur was seriously injured, he can survive until now with that strong willpower, he should have fallen, but he couldn't fall in front of Eve.

At the beginning of a new round of fighting, Arthur looked at Imam Lawrence indifferently, and the iron horse on the side rushed out, there was no longer any worries at the moment, and the two could fight with all their might.

Imam Lawrence didn't seem to have expected this to happen, and now he seemed to have only one way to go.

"I'm looking forward to seeing each other next time. ”

Imam Lawrence smiled, and then the silent night boiled again, and countless wails echoed in all directions, and the torrent of demons arrived again.

How can it be?

Lorenzo watched all this in amazement, he could clearly perceive the demonic erosion everywhere, they were as numerous as a sea of sand.

But how did he do it? There are so many demons, so many demons, such an order......

Ed!

The dead Michael Witcher, he also had the ability to command demons when he was operating in Endtown.

"That so-called sacred coffin is also in your hands, right?"

Lorenzo's voice was already extremely cold, he had never been so angry, angry to the extreme, but cold and calm.

Of course, he knew what was inside the Sacred Coffin, the remains of the Messianic containment.

It all came together, and from beginning to end, it was Imam Lawrence who orchestrated it all, and the man who should have died on the night of Advent lived in the shadows, slowly fermenting the evil in the darkness.

"What exactly do you want to do?

Lorenzo asked.

From now on, Lorenzo is fully qualified to believe that it was Imam Lawrence who single-handedly created the night of Arrival, and that the entire Evangelical Church was playing with him.

But what exactly does he want?

Wealth, honor, or power?

But he was already the noble cardinal, the head of the terrifying Demon Hunting Order, he already had everything he could have, why did he choose to be with the demon in the end?

Rector Lawrence still smiled kindly, then shook his head.

"Child, the world of adults is very complicated, and there are some things that you will not understand. ”

So endless demons poured out from under the night, and the aluminum rifles fired wildly, but they couldn't stop the torrent of death, and the whole scene was chaotic again, and even the war airships overhead began to fire in order to control the situation, and heavy shells fell one by one.

The entire inner city was in chaos, and although the guards and mounted police had blocked the entire combat zone, the thunder falling from the clouds was still clearly visible, as if it had been a divine punishment of the incarnation.

Rector Lawrence stood in the torrent of demons, gave Lorenzo one last look, and then turned away.

"Don't run away!"

Lorenzo roared, the flaming iron cavalry charged like a chariot, the frenzied fireworks burning almost like day, one demon after another crashed into the craggy armor, and in an instant it was destroyed by the rising flames, and the whole body was incinerated in the flames, and the blood scattered into endless ashes.

But that's not enough, it's not enough.

Under the resistance of these demons, Lorenzo still has no time to reach Imam Lawrence, and the truth he has been pursuing for many years is about to leave.

Suddenly, it was dawn.

It was a flaming spear that ran through the night, surging hot metal clinging to the half-melted molten iron, and cascading down like a torrent of violently burning liquid.

This sudden rain of iron lit up everything in view, and every drop of hot metal pierced through every demon, and finally solidified on the ground, like a tombstone.

In the light of the light, hideous shadows stretched and twisted under the demons, crucified to tombstones, and then burned to the ground.

Even if he could predict what the future would be, under the attack of a large area, even if he expected Imam Lawrence, it was impossible to escape, and when the iron rain came, countless demons pounced on him, like shields, blocking the deadly steel for it.

The faint sound of motors sounded in the endless chaos, the winch spun rapidly, and then the cables that merged with the night broke through the air, crossed the charred earth, and nailed into the ground in front of Imam Lawrence, and the next moment the dark blue armor fell from the sky.

His gaze under the armor was cold, and he pulled out the blade of the sword at his waist and stepped on the molten iron that had not yet solidified.

Lancelot was always so reliable that he had arrived at the battlefield at the beginning of the battle, but instead of acting rashly, he grabbed the iron rope that extended from the airship and looked down on the whole situation, ready to strike a fatal blow.

"It's horrible. ”

A faint sigh came from the ashes, and Imam Lawrence tilted slightly, staring at the iron spear that had pierced through several demons and had narrowly missed him.

The red-hot iron spear was stuck in the ground and exuded a terrible temperature, it was only a few centimeters away from Imam Lawrence, the burning edge baked his body, and there was a burning sting, but it didn't hit Imam Lawrence after all. This blow can even penetrate a steel plate.

It was a long-prepared blow from Lancelot, who threw the Forge Spear and then detonated it prematurely with an armor fire strike.

The rain of fire from the explosion will maximize the killing area, and the burning iron spear will be the deadliest dark arrow, mixed with the rain of fire to deal a fatal blow.

But all this has already been seen through by Shang Dafeng, who can see the future, and Imam Lawrence has already prepared a way to deal with it.

"Even more terrifying is yet to come. ”

The blazing air was surging, the pitch-black armor was boiling hot with molten iron, and Lorenzo followed Imam Lawrence like a nightmare. For some reason, this neurotic trusts this layer of armor so much that he dares to step into it even if it rains fire.

The great sword was swung violently, bringing up the blazing foehn wind.

At the critical moment, Imam Lawrence raised his broken sword to block the slash of the greatsword, and slammed it directly backwards with the momentum of the greatsword's slash, but the next moment the hook was nailed into another wall, and Lancelot followed closely with the sharp blade.

Without communication, the two cooperated perfectly, the nail sword completely shattered under the repeated huge impact, and Laureus Reim stepped back, but then Lancelot's blade fell quickly, and seeing that the blow missed, he directly raised the armor fire gun, pulled the trigger, and the red dragon swallowed the dragon's breath.

This should be the most embarrassed time for Laureus, decisively turned to the other side, and the next second the scorching iron rain covered the position he was just in, but before he could stand up, Lorenzo rushed forward again against the erupting and burning iron rain.

At this moment, the terrifying power of Medanzo is fully displayed, like an immobile mountain, which cannot shake the sturdy armor of either burning or impacting, and his random sword can decapitate you.

Imam Lawrence's steady rhythm was completely disrupted, and then the flaming greatsword swept by, bringing a touch of scarlet.

"You're wounded, Imam. ”

Like a hungry wolf, he was excited by the smell of blood.

"Not bad, kid. ”

Imam Lawrence looked at Lorenzo with admiration, he had finally discovered Shanda's flaws.

There are some peculiar phenomena when witchers activate their powers, such as the blazing white that burns in the pupils of their eyes, Lorenzo found that the fireworks of Imam Lawrence would always go out for a while, he guessed that it was the moment when the power ended, and the actual action told him that he guessed correctly.

The future Imam Lawrence of that period was not visible.

The next second, the galloping hook struck him, the sharp tip nailed into his blood, and then the cable was retracted, and Imam Lawrence was dragged over like a doll, and Lancelot had already raised his sword, as if Sheak Lawrence had actively rammed into the blade.

But at this moment of life and death, the invisible pressure pressed down like a mountain, even Lorenzo was slightly distracted at this moment, and at this moment a sharp voice sounded, and the steel was torn.

It was an unimaginable scene, the blade that was about to hit Imam Lawrence was broken alive, and Lancelot's sword-holding arm was bent throughout, no one expected this sudden change, and before Lancelot could act, the old arm penetrated through the armor and then withdrew, blood mixed with engine oil flowed down the metal ends.

The demon-like man stood on the remains of the armor.

"Kid, you're doing a great job, really good. ”

He said as if admiringly, without stopping too long, and slowly walked down from the armor.

"I'm too old, and every time I activate the Secret Blood comes with great risks, and sometimes even I don't know what will happen if I am completely consumed by the Secret Blood...... After all, no witcher should live to my age. ”

Imam Lawrence looked at Lorenzo with a smile, he had the wounds left by Lorenzo and Lancelot, the blood almost completely stained him red, he was old, and his power was also seen through by Lorenzo, he was obviously victorious, but he was overturned at the last moment...... Or maybe the victory never went to Lorenzo's side.

That's why he's confident, right, he's in control of everything from start to finish, and it's just a matter of making decisions.

Lorenzo's whole body froze in place, in his eyes Imam Lawrence was no longer a human being, although he still maintained his human form, but the surging erosion was stronger and more terrifying than any demon Lorenzo had encountered.

At this moment, Imam Lawrence is simply a walking polluter, but this does not seem to be his limit.

The original sin armor was silent, Lancelot didn't take any action, it seemed that he was stunned by the impact of erosion when the erosion broke out, after all, these people also relied on Florent's potion for spiritual specialization, compared to Lorenzo, who had a secret blood, their resistance to erosion was still too low.

Most of the people in the erosion area fell into fainting at the first time, and only a few people were still trying to support themselves, trying to observe the strange and mysterious existence.

"Stop, kid, that's the end of the night. ”

Imam Lawrence no longer has the heart to continue fighting, his target has been protected, and he does not want to activate the secret blood for too long, after all, the secret blood is the devil lurking in his body, always trying to destroy his will.

If he was young and good, but Imam Lawrence was too old, so old that even the extremely confident man was not sure.

Now is not the time for him to burn completely.

"No...... You can't go, I have to ...... I must!"

A venomous voice came from under the pitch-black armor, and Lorenzo slowly advanced against the massive erosion.

He couldn't let Patriarch Lawrence go, for whatever reason, the feeling of erosion, he was all too familiar with, one of the erosions that enveloped the night of Arrival, Lorenzo would never forget.

Indeed he was involved in the night of Adventing, he had to die, and he had to pay for it all.

Lawrence...... Lawrence!"

Lorenzo cried out weakly, until his steps staggered, his armor cracked and withered, and finally he fell to his knees weakly, leaning on his great sword and causing himself to fall incompletely.

What's wrong with you?

Lorenzo couldn't think clearly, and reluctantly raised his head, but his vision was completely psychedelized, and the whole world began to distort and fall apart.

The Laureus Imam in his eyes began to change, and the human appearance was difficult to maintain after all, and the indescribable strangeness appeared on the body, as if something had replaced Laureus at this moment, and appeared in the medium of this old body...... Descend on this.

On this holy advent night.

The large Geiger indexers lurking nearby were all overloaded and destroyed, and the entire area was scarlet as blood on the map of the Peep System, and an erosion beyond the observable value slowly rose.

"Lawrence ......"

Like a dream, Lorenzo fell, and a black shadow covered the earth.

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