"Wait, what a plan!"

The kestrel was immediately stunned, didn't it have a meeting? Didn't the plan be said at the time of the meeting? How did this start!

But Lorenzo didn't have a chance to explain more, he just threw out the folding knife, which felt a little heavy.

"It's okay, you won't know much anyway for the sake of secrecy, just inform Arthur. ”

"And what are you going to do?"

Kestrel looked at Lorenzo's murderous appearance and didn't take a few steps back.

"Do what I have to do. ”

He replied, secret blood surging.

Extraordinary power was given to this body, and the secret blood flowed and stirred in the veins, constantly multiplying, and rewriting the human body into the power of demons.

Then the gray-blue pupils trembled slightly, and a blazing white flame rose from the depths.

Sheikh Lawrence was targeting Seleuc, and while it wasn't clear what the hapless boy was worth, if he did, it would be her.

It's good to wait for the rabbit, of course, if you don't get taught by Lawrence.

Lorenzo ran straight up, and with the power of the explosion, his hurried footsteps could be heard in the corridor, as if some monster was moving forward.

In fact, this was still out of Lorenzo's expectations, he didn't expect Imam Lawrence to come so quickly, and another surprise was that Imam Lawrence was able to erode here.

According to Medanzo's explanation, the shuttle of [Gap] needs erosion as a beacon, so at this moment there is something or someone in this mechanical courtyard who is exuding the erosion of Imam Lawrence.

This person who was used as a springboard has been around for a long time, only now that it has been revealed.

It's really an old monster who has lived for an unknown amount of time, and Presumably Imam Lawrence has already made a plan.

Whether it's Lorenzo or the purifier...... Even the evangelical church is in the script of Chief Lawrence, moving forward according to his ideas and making the story develop.

In the midst of the steel fortress, the large lifting shaft connected to the Perpetual Pump was completely sealed, and then countless gates fell, sealing the entire fortress and completely isolating it from the outside world.

This is a countermeasure that Lorenzo and Arthur have discussed, if Imam Lawrence can use the [gap] as a springboard, then he can spread like a virus among the people, and now completely isolated from the outside world, even if he can't be caught, he must be removed from all the beacons inserted in the purification mechanism.

It can be said that Imam Lawrence is now trapped in this fortress, and he is attached to some hapless ghost.

Dense scale armor formed on the surface of his body, and the black and solid armor was stacked on top of Lorenzo, and finally engulfed him like a wrapped darkness, so that white fireworks poured out between the cracks in the armor.

Rush around the last corner, just one step away from the room where Seleu was.

Perhaps hearing the sound of heavy footsteps, Seleucus was standing in the doorway, looking to the side with some curiosity, and then she saw the pitch-black armor raise its blade.

"Keep your head down!"

He shouted.

Seleuc almost instinctively complied, and then a gust of wind swept through the air, and the mixed scream was deafening.

She didn't know what was going on, and it wasn't until after all the lightning and thunder had passed that she slowly raised her head and looked to the other side.

At some point, a soldier had approached the door, but was blocked by Lorenzo at the last moment.

The black knight blocked each other like a city wall, without the blessing of secret blood, the soldier's ordinary body could not resist Lorenzo at all, he decisively raised the muzzle of his gun, and fired at Lorenzo, the galloping bullet crashed into the dark armor and splashed the passing sparks.

The folding knife slashed down with the whistling wind, and although the body was not strong enough, the soldier barely dodged the first round of melee attacks, but the second knife came faster.

Almost instantly, the sturdy folding knife directly cut off the rifle in the soldier's hand, and because of the violent impact, the soldier failed to hold the weapon, and his arms were directly shaken open.

Lorenzo grabbed him directly by the neck and slowly lifted it.

"Imam Lawrence?"

A dull voice came from under the visor, with a somewhat hideous smile.

"That's a good study. ”

After a brief silence, the soldier's voice was distorted, but vaguely intelligible.

Knowing the purpose of Imam Lawrence, he could easily determine where he was going.

Now the body is just an ordinary person, and Imam Lawrence can't do anything, but with a strange laugh, the soldier's strength came out of nowhere, and his hand was on Lorenzo's arm.

"Have you learned that?"

The next moment there was a sharp pain in my head, it was so familiar, just like what happened to Lorenzo before, and sure enough, it was all Imam Lawrence playing tricks.

But there was a smile in Lorenzo's hideous pain.

"That's what I want, Imam Lawrence. ”

The witcher said, not resisting the pain, but greeting it.

The corridor began to crumble, all the sounds were stretched and distorted, common sense was defeated, the laws of physics were rewritten, and the scenery in the field of vision was like a shattered Wanhua mirror, and the strangeness of the world was reflected in the countless broken mirrors, until finally a cold wind surged by, sweeping away everything.

When vision was restored again, it was a very different view.

It was a vast wilderness, and it seemed as if a battle had just ended here, littered with dead corpses, little fire of war slowly burning in the ashes, half-burning hay being raised by the wind, flying away.

The sun had ended, half hidden beneath the clouds, staining half of the sky a vivid blood red.

Lorenzo was a little confused, then he clenched his weapon and looked at the shadow of the sun, his shadow stretched infinitely, almost engulfing the earth.

"So that's your [gap]?"

A voice rang out from under the pitch-black armor, Lorenzo asked.

Imam Lawrence did not answer in a hurry, but instead admired the scenery that no longer existed, as if reminiscing about the past, and sighed, but then he also clenched the nail sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of praise.

"Yes, sure enough, I still don't fully understand the power of [Gap], otherwise I wouldn't have been countered by you...... How did you do that?"

"An inspiration, an inspiration. ”

Lorenzo replied.

"When you invade, does that mean that I can also use this to find your location, your [gap]?"

"It's like that fishing line, be careful of being overturned by a big fish. ”

A mocking laugh came from under the pitch-black armor.

Slowly lifting the folding knife, the smooth blade reflecting the woman's face, Watson looked at Lorenzo with a smile, she remained like this, silent.

Like a curse wandering around, the pain in a wound, she reminded Lorenzo of everything.

"So that's what I want. ”

Lorenzo muttered to himself.

None of them, no soldiers, no Arthur, no Seleuc, just him and Sheikh Lawrence, no one involved, no worries, just their one-on-one fight to the death.

"Come on, teacher, let you see how I've been learning lately. ”

He said with a bit of ease, looking at the old man who was walking slowly, he turned his back to the end sun, as if he was carrying a blood-stained sky.