The high-speed moving iron snake was like a galloping crossbow arrow, and the fire gun in Lancelot's hand exploded instantly at the moment of intertwining with the demon, and the surging heat was like a fire hammer directly hitting the demon, and in the god-shaking explosion, the iron rope that bound Lancelot broke one by one, and then the craggy knight strode out.

It was a thunderous shadow, sharp steel cutting through the air with a piercing wail, and soon the heavy body slammed into the ground, and the shadow slowed down on the ground with great composure, leaving a deep furrow.

After the dust was cleared, a hideous face slowly appeared beneath it.

It was the first time Lorenzo had seen the original sin armor so clearly, and he could barely see the blur of shadows as night enveloped everything in Endtown's actions, and this time Lancelot stood above the earth, the broken sunlight shining in every part of him.

It was a refined hammered armor, the plate armor delicately snapped together, and the blood that slowly wriggled under it could be seen through its cracks, the steam pipes and machinery were protected underneath, the indicator lights exuded a harmonious glow of green, and the original sin armor was under control.

This is the perfect combination of steam machinery and demon creatures, and it is not a killing weapon that ordinary people can design at all, even if it is faced with that armor, it will be a heavy test.

However, after a short shock, Lorenzo was a little surprised, in fact, his appearance was somewhat beyond Lorenzo's expectations, he thought how huge the original sin armor would be, but Lancelot's armor seemed to him to be a little thin, and there was no extra armor after removing the necessary plate armor protection.

This armor seems to be the pursuit of the ultimate mobility, the overall appearance is very light, the hook device on the back extends to the arm, except for the equipped sword blade and armor firebolt there is nothing superfluous, looking at the blue paint on the armor, he must act like thunder.

Without waiting for Lorenzo to think more, the dark demon jumped out of the smoke of the explosion and burning again, this time even Lancelot was surprised, with the high temperature of the burning, the demon was hit and would be incapacitated for a short time even if it did not die, but the demon continued to flee as if it was fine.

Lorenzo followed, and the blue knight began to run wildly, the hook of his arm popping out, nailed to the railroad track in the distance, the miniature motor began to pull back, and then he drew his blade as sharp as light and dragged it on the ground, with a rush of sparks.

The movement was fluid, the bulkiness of steel was gone, and for a moment it seemed as if it was not an armored knight but a living man, who danced a deadly dance and swung the slender blade in his hand.

The two shadows quickly approached, but just as Lancelot was about to approach the demon, the demon's shadow suddenly fell, and then his blade slashed into the air, leaving a huge dent in the ground, because of the huge slash, the underground steam pipe trembled, and then the blazing steam leaked out of it, scorching the armor.

Lorenzo arrived a few seconds later, his legs were indeed a little too good to hook, and he stared coldly at the location where the demon had disappeared, which was a steam well densely packed between the factories, and because of the large amount of steam discharge, they had deliberately set aside an area to build the steam well.

"Don't tell me it got in. ”

The steam was released from the well, and in a few seconds a normal person would be completely steamed in the middle of it, and even a demon would be severely injured in it, but if the tenacious vitality allowed it to survive, then with the complexity of the pipeline, Lorenzo had little hope of catching it.

Lancelot remained silent, but in the silence he did not stop moving, he removed the armor fire gun on the weapon rack on his back, and pointed the burning muzzle directly into the steam shaft, with the terrifying power of dragon breath, coupled with this confined space, even an armored knight would be melted armor and die, let alone demons.

But this blow will also have huge consequences, this is the discharge well of the factory, and no one knows what the chain reaction will be caused by such a powerful shot.

But the witcher didn't give up, he held Winchester and was still thinking, but suddenly the close connection disappeared, and the reaction of the demon he had been chasing fell silent in his perception.

"Wait! Don't fire!"

Lorenzo pressed the cold muzzle down with one hand. To be honest, the specifications of this weapon are like iron pillars in his hands.

Apparently Lancelot would not listen to Lorenzo, at most he would listen to advice, Lorenzo could hear a soft question, which seemed to come from under the armor, and soon after he received a receipt from the Central Surveillance Office.

The demonic reaction was confirmed to be gone, and the Geiger index began to decline and return to normal. ”

The voice of the blue jade resounded in the communication channel, putting an end to the sudden fight, judging by the fading scarlet, the demon seemed to have been killed by the hot steam, and the follow-up scavenger troops would temporarily cordon off the place on the way in, and retrieve the steamed, twisted blood from some pipe deep underground.

"Looks like that unlucky guy has been steamed by steam. ”

Lorenzo sneered, the demon was finally dead, but he felt a little unhappy, he chased for so long and didn't die at his own hands, just like a hunter who didn't have fun.

Looking up at Lancelot, the tall shadow was like a mountain, and its craggy body was loaded with plate armor, and the style of plate armor was extremely sharp, like a sharp sword hidden in a sheath.

Lorenzo could feel the gaze coming from under the armor, and the mysterious Lancelot was looking at him.

Lorenzo had heard a lot about the Knight Captain Lorenzo and the Kestrel Shrike, and in addition to praising his strong willpower, it was the mystery of the Knight Captain.

Everyone has a code name in the Purifier, and the name of the Knights of the Round Table in Ingwig mythology is the most honorable one, and only those with the highest positions in the Purifier have it, such as the Duke of Phoenix, who manages the entire Purifier, and his code name is Arthur.

The next rank is these knights below the rank of knight, their code name is usually named after birds, but even so, everyone still has their original name, and even those who say that they have a good personal relationship will know each other's real names, but Lancelot is an exception.

Every time I saw Lancelot, he was wearing original sin armor, on the other hand, basically no one had ever seen Lancelot take off his armor, he didn't know if he was tall or what he looked like, through the voice, the only thing that could be confirmed was his other.

Internally, there were also people who speculated that Lancelot was not a human at all, but some kind of monster, a monster developed by the Perpetual Pump, after all, only monsters could perfectly dominate the armor, and only monsters were unwilling to take off their armor to show themselves.

Lorenzo stared at the armor with some curiosity for a long time, but he did not answer for a long time, and then, as if given some order, Lancelot turned to the iron serpent that had carried him.

It was a steel chair seat, and as Lancelot sat down, the mechanical bite held it in place, and then a group of people in white coats crawled out of the corner, the white engraved python with the biting tail of the python, it was from the maintenance staff of the perpetual pump, they connected the pipes and circuits to the armor, and then the armor was filled with cryogenic gas, calming the active demonic matter.

Like a restless life falling asleep again, Lorenzo could clearly feel the loss of the armor's power, but the armor in it did not bounce up, as if Lancelot had fallen asleep with the armor.

Eventually, the armor on the Serpent closed again, obscuring Lorenzo's vision, enveloping it like an iron coffin.

Soon after, Joey was late, gasping for air, but soon his breath calmed down and he became a neat man.

With a kind smile on his face, just like Lorenzo had done when he first met him before.

Glancing at him, Lorenzo glanced in the direction of the Iron Serpent, which slowly moved on the rails as the steam cloud overflowed, and then accelerated and disappeared in front of Lorenzo's eyes.

"Have you seen Lancelot really look like?"

Lorenzo asked with a hint of a strange feeling, it was rare for him to suddenly become interested in someone.

Joey shook his head, he seemed to understand why Lorenzo was so curious, and said to him.

"The Knights' share is a secret, and only Arthur knows the full picture of them within the Purification Agency. ”

"Is that so?"

Lorenzo thought it was a little funny, he originally thought that the purification mechanism was just a continuation of the demon hunting order's way of dealing with demons, but after these days of contact, he found that this purification mechanism was far more complicated than he thought.

More iron snakes are coming from the other side of the track, and the scavengers who are tasked with clearing the battlefield have finally arrived.

......

"I confess to you, my mentor. ”

In the confessional room of the church, the man leaned against the wall, staring vacantly at the dim sky.

His whole body smelled of rancidity, dried blood stained his cheeks, and there were countless wounds on his tattered clothes, but as the blood wriggled, they were healing, and in a trembling sight, one bullet after another was squeezed out of the wounds, but he stared blankly at the top of his head as if he didn't feel pain.

"I forgive your sins in the name of God. ”

Voices came from behind the curtain, and I could barely see someone listening to his confession behind it.

The man's distracted pupils lit up slightly, but soon they dimmed again, tears welled up from his eyes, and he slowly raised his hand, but as if he could see a vision, countless people were roaring at him.

"Yes...... But I killed people, many people, with cruel means. ”

"But they're sinners, aren't they? You're just doing your righteousness, and God will forgive that. ”

The sound was like the warm sun.

"Really?"

The man's voice trembled a little, as if he didn't expect such an outcome.

"Yes, everybody has their own righteousness, their own philosophy, maybe in your philosophy it is innocent, but in the eyes of others it is guilty, you can't be sure of the good or bad of others, but you know your own nature, and the only person who can judge you is yourself. ”

His breath was rapid, as if he had received some affirmation, and he tried to get up, but the wound was raised, so that he would not make a sound of pain.

"I don't feel like I'm me anymore. ”

He said with some confusion, men were so cowardly before, but now they can kill one person after another indifferently.

"Could it be that you have found your own essence?"

The teacher's voice echoes in this small space, like a spell, over and over again.

"Don't stop kid, you haven't done what you should have done, and the justice that should be done hasn't been done, has it?"

Like a lost lamb suddenly being guided, the man muttered the words of his mentor repeatedly, as if he had regained his movement, but then he began to cry again.

"I felt like I couldn't do it, I couldn't do it, I met some people who were so strong that I almost died. ”

The curtain was raised, and the man instantly became nervous, but then a somewhat old hand reached in, leaving a few injections, and then a solemn voice sounded.

"You are a child of God, and we will not forsake you, but if there is a strong enemy, then give you a sword to carry out your righteousness, son. ”

The man stared blankly at the injection in front of him, and then there seemed to be hope in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to grasp it, and the muscles led the wound, and he let out a low cry of pain, but he did not give up, and finally he held the hope, but the old arm once again stretched out from behind the curtain and held him tightly.

He was a little frightened, the power was tugging, but he couldn't break free, and he was full of fear until the guru's voice sounded again.

"But all this comes at a price, but don't be afraid, all this power needs is your small dedication, are you willing?"

"I do!"

Without waiting for the tutor to say anything more, the man replied immediately, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

"I have nothing left, and if this is the only way to fulfill my wishes, what is there to hope for?"

He continued, his eyes lit up with fire, like a resurrection.

The tutor was slightly flustered, but then laughed, and his voice echoed in the man's ear).

"Yes, that's it, child, it's the right thing, it's the right thing, those people can't give your girl a righteous answer, then it's up to you to do it yourself, God will forgive you everything, after all, you have given everything you have. ”

As the words spoke, something in the man's heart became more and more firm, and he stood up from his pool of blood, his bloodstained hand gripped the teacher's hand tightly, and through the hazy curtain he could vaguely see the person behind him, and he said gratefully.

"Thank you, Mentor Lawrence. ”

Blood poured out through the cracks in the door, flowing silently on the ground, the scarlet reflecting the man's hideous shadow.