What do you do? Lorenzo Holmos.

The bloodthirsty monsters surrounded the group, so close that they could barely reach the Silverfish, and Lorenzo could even feel the warm breeze coming in his face.

How do you do that?

War horses galloped around them, they were like prey being hunted, their tired faces reflected on the sharp blades of their swords.

Not only will they stay here forever, but the Silverfish will not be able to escape, and everyone will die here.

It was a difficult choice, and Lorenzo knew that someone had to stay here to stop the pursuers, so who should it be?

No...... This kind of thing didn't need to be thought about at all, only Lorenzo could do it, only he could stop the enemy from pursuing and make the others escape, and all this was exactly what Lawrence wanted.

For a moment, Lorenzo felt the so-called powerlessness, even though he was invincible in the world, there were still some things he couldn't do, and there were many such things.

The oppressive erosion descended, and after the sea of fire a new enemy came out.

His figure was awkward and crumbling, but his eyes were incomparably clear, and even if he turned into a monster, he still knew his purpose.

"You're all going to die here. ”

The man's voice was calm and angry, this was his kingdom, his homeland, and now it was set on fire by Lorenzo and others, like hell.

"Currie Ferrey. ”

Lorenzo remembered this guy, he cut off his arm with a sword, and it stands to reason that he should have died of blood loss, but now he is alive and well, but one arm is empty, and the other hand is dragging a sharp sword, like a swordsman rushing to the battlefield.

There was a familiar and disgusting smell in the air, it was secret blood, Lorenzo could feel it, and Curry had injected it with it, and he had survived with the gift of this forbidden power.

"Lawrence, this madman ......"

Lorenzo gritted his teeth, Lawrence for his own justice? Don't care about the dangers of secret blood? This forbidden power spreads at will, and he wants to build an invincible army in it.

"Lorenzo. ”

A calm voice behind you? Seems magical? The voice calmed Lorenzo a little, and he turned his head? I saw Erin looking at him.

Erin...... What are you going to do?"

Lorenzo saw that Erin's expression was wrong, and he realized that the woman seemed to be trying to do something.

Does Erin know Lorenzo? Lorenzo also knows Erin? They knew exactly what each other was thinking, and Erin reached out and revealed the secret blood.

"Leave it to me, you and leave with them? Let me go and make a break with Curry. ”

This is not a request? Erin's attitude is very resolute, she failed to save Ivar, she wants to avenge Ivar, and she also has to atone for her crimes.

Enemies are closing in every step, and teams are in a desperate situation.

What the best time could it be for Erin? Soon her life will bloom with value, and she will save everyone? He will also complete revenge for himself and Ivar.

Such a mediocre and boring life can be done in the end, and in Erin's opinion, her life has already had "value".

"What did you say?"

Lorenzo looked incredulous? His voice grew stern.

"You want to use the Secret Blood?"

"But that's the only way, and that's the only way to go. ”

Erin responded strongly? This time no one else spoke.

And not just Erin? It's clear to everyone? Someone had to stay behind and drag the warriors so that the others could leave, it seemed cruel, but it was the only hope of survival.

"So...... Erin, you're going to die. ”

The confused kestrel said slowly, as if he was struggling to think and understand Erin's words, but under the effects of potions and injuries, the kestrel was sluggish.

"Death is not terrible. ”

Erin replied that what was terrible for her was to live with guilt, that this was her last chance to save herself.

Lorenzo was stunned, he had a lot of words to persuade Erin, but before he could say it, he realized that there was no need for it.

He can kill strong enemies, but he can't control the will of others, Lorenzo can [gap] invade Erin and let her leave obediently, but is this really what Erin wants?

No, kill Currie and let the others go, that's what Erin wants.

Erin turned around and turned her back to the others and walked towards Currie, she slowly raised her hand to inject the secret blood, the needle was so close to her skin that it was about to pierce her flesh and inject the filthy blood into it.

"Erin......

Eve lowered her voice, although they had not met for a long time, they were more or less brothers who had passed their lives, even if Eve was nervous, she felt sad at the moment, and she couldn't find an answer to the solution.

Everyone was silent, there was nothing more to say, they didn't know what to say at the moment, but then the kestrel suddenly said.

"But...... You're going to die, aren't you? If you're dead, you can't see the end of those stories. ”

At this terrible moment, the mushy mind remembered that it was a good afternoon, and Kestrel remembered the conversation between himself and Erin, who were both expecting sequels to those stories, but if they died, they would not be able to see them.

Erin smiled and shook her head.

"But this time my story has an end, a good ending, the moon. ”

Erin went to death without hesitation.

This is probably the reality, the illogical reality, just now everyone was still, and now she is generously dying, the kestrel seems to have turned his mind, and his gaze has become frightened.

Erin was dying, she was probably the only person in the world who could possibly know herself, and now she was dying.

The wrist was forced, but the needle could not be pricked, Lorenzo followed, grabbed Erin's hand, and stopped her movement, and Erin turned around, only to see a hideous face.

Lorenzo Holmos: What do you really want?

You are sticking to morality and defending the code, so what are you doing this for? For your own noble character? But you have no moral character to speak of, you have killed people, you have done evil, you are a person destined to go to hell, and the difference between you and your wicked people is only a difference in purpose.

You are no different from Lawrence, you are both wicked, self-righteous saviors, upholding your own righteousness.

So what are you going to do? Righteousness for the sake of justice, or righteousness and evil for the sake of something more precious?

Lorenzo snatched the secret blood from Erin's hand and crushed it so hard that the shards of glass pierced under the skin, and the secret blood mixed with Lorenzo's blood, slowly flowing from the palm of his hand.

Just like Lawrence said, there must be something to fight hard like this, to change something, even to gain power, everyone must do this for some purpose, not for the sake of power, fighting for the sake of fighting.

"Let me be the last witcher. ”

Lorenzo looked at the blood in his hand and said in a low tone.

The curse of the Mystic Blood should have been broken at Lorenzo's hand, and he should have been the last man.

The golden age is too far away, it is almost impossible to see it from afar, Lorenzo pursues all this, but it is only for the beauty around him, and he pursues nothingness for the sake of beauty, what is this?

If it is for these reasons, Lorenzo is willing to abandon the so-called ethics and morality, he is willing to break free from the shackles of human nature and become a monster as hateful as Lawrence.

"No one will die here tonight. ”

Lorenzo pushed Erin back, her eyes filled with an endless glow.

Everyone felt it, an invisible force that formed a wave, with Lorenzo as the origin, swept everything around it, and the air condensed into iron in an instant, squeezing the lungs and gasping.

Great horror befell this place, sadness, pain, guilt, self-blame......

Endless negativity rose in their hearts, as if a dry hand was scratching at them, trying to drag them into hell.

Haybold couldn't hold it anymore for a moment, he fell to his knees and retched, Eve had a splitting headache, and she vaguely guessed something.

Gabriel.

The secret blood rose to the limit, and Lorenzo's body began to distort slightly, and the erosion like a tidal wave hit all around, and Lorenzo's consciousness fell into the darkest abyss until it crossed the [Border].

"Let's go!"

Lorenzo ordered, and as his command was uttered, the most abhorrent terror in the world befell him.

The pitch-black thunder appeared out of thin air, they entangled and splashed, slashing at the warrior's body, the flesh and blood quickly disintegrated and collapsed, and in an instant it was as if it had been dismantled into pieces, and these fragments were held up by an invisible force, and they were rolled together, and a strong heartbeat sounded from it.

"This ...... What is it?"

Erin watched all this in amazement, countless ball lightning bolts appeared out of thin air, splitting the battlefield in an instant, and everything it touched was annihilated and absorbed, and heavy breathing sounded one after another.

"Let's go!"

Eve grabbed Erin, and after a brief pause, several people took advantage of the opportunity to start fleeing, and the warriors tried to intercept it, but the formation was cut by ball lightning, and they tried to get close but were shattered by the free electric light.

This is the real end, under the erosion of despair, the thunder gradually dissipated, and behind the silent smoke and dust, a pair of white wings spread out, shaking away the filth, revealing the holy face beneath it.

Indifferent eyes stared at the world, sharp spiral bone spurs pierced from the palms of his hands, and white flames burned on them, and noble angels pronounced the sentencing of mortals.

Lorenzo crossed the Border and was exposed to the eyes of the Silencers, who now hunted for them.

[Transgressors.] 】

Lorenzo vaguely heard who was saying the word.

"It's ridiculous, you're like a desperate outlaw, calling on one devil to deal with another...... But your soul is destined to be taken away. ”

Lorenzo was told by a fallen warrior that the lower half of his body was annihilated by the protruding thunder, and the section of the wound was extremely clear.

"At least not to you, Lawrence. ”

Lorenzo replied viciously, and then left without looking back.

The Silencer's entry into the fray opened up a ray of life for Lorenzo, and unlike expected, Lorenzo was ready to fight to the death, but the Silencer was not focusing too much on himself, but fighting the warriors.

No, to be precise, against Lawrence, it seems that in their opinion, Lawrence is more worthy of being dealt with first.

[Strange will.] 】

[Strange will.] 】

[Huge will.] 】

[Prioritize eradication, start execution.] 】

Lorenzo faintly heard something, as if a group of people were whispering, their voices were cold, like machines.

Before he could continue to think, a sharp howling wind swept up, silver spiral spikes fell fiercely, and the Silencer swung his wings at Lorenzo.

"Don't get in the way!"

Lorenzo became agitated, turned it into rage, and swung his nail sword.

The sturdy body crumbled under Lorenzo's slash, and Lorenzo cut off almost its entire wing, so the Silencer's movements were slightly affected, and he slowed down, followed by countless red threads piercing out of the flesh, and they were entangled, stitching up the broken wound, healing the wound.

This scene was firmly remembered by Lorenzo, it was so similar to Quan Yanar, that he had a disturbing conjecture in his heart.

More blades fell, and the warriors swarmed up and slashed the Silencer to death, but the swinging wings drove the iron feathers, slicing the warriors' flesh and slashing them to pieces.

A roaring thunder rang out, and more spherical flashes were stimulated, annihilating and devouring the surrounding buildings, and a new Silencer appeared in view.

Are they really dead?

Lorenzo witnesses all of this, asking himself whether they are dead or "returning".

Except for the crumbling of swords and the sound of blood flowing, there was no sound on the battlefield, no screams, no wailing, not even roars.

It is an icy war, like a silent hell, dead and resurrected, thrown into an endless cycle of reincarnation.

Lorenzo took one last look at the chaotic battlefield behind him, which reminded him of the Heavenly Gate of the Basilica of Santa Nalo, on which a similar view was carved with angels descending from the sky, bringing divine punishment and fireworks.

"Sail!"

Hybold rushed into the Silverfish and yelled at Nikolai, who was ready to push the lever.

The diluted lacquer antimony released light and heat in the combustion chamber, and the Silver Fish popped out like lightning in an instant, and most of the ship was out of the water and broke through the waves.

In the cramped cabin, everyone breathed a sigh of relief until this moment, Hybod gasped for breath, Kestrel drooled with a dull gaze, Eve wiped the moist corners of her eyes, and for a moment she really felt that everyone was going to die here.

Erin looked over the cabin, where a spiked sword pierced the cabin, Lorenzo half-crouched on the cabin to hold himself in place so he wouldn't be thrown off, and his other hand raised Winchester to guard against any pursuers who might catch up.

The crisis wasn't over yet, and the ships were closing at an accelerated pace, and judging by the moving muzzles, they were ready to sink the Silverfish.

I couldn't have imagined that it was so far away from the coast, and there were still obstacles here, Nikolai probably saw this, and the silverfish continued to accelerate, and the hull of the ship trembled violently, as if it was about to disintegrate and fall apart in the next second.

Suddenly, it was dawn.

Flame after flame pierced the sky, falling on the ship's trajectory, preventing them from colluding, and the aftermath of the fire hit the ship, burning the steel red and splinters sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Lorenzo remembered the fire, something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

"Our ships crossed the high seas and entered the waters of Gaulnalo. ”

The shrike recognized the fire as Ascalon, and they had placed the cannon on the ship.

"Isn't it, are they going to war?"

The shrike is going crazy, this is an ominous signal, such a rash move is undoubtedly a provocation, to say that it is a military conflict, to say that it is a second glorious war.

"War has long begun, Shrike, Invig, Gaulnalo, Vikings...... The war has already begun. ”

Heibert said in a heavy tone, and the light of the fire that streaked across the sky also reflected his face, and reflected everyone's face, and there was silence.

Escaping the encirclement, the Silverfish slowed down, and Lorenzo slowly stood up, looking tired and looking to the burning shore.