Lorenzo!"

Arthur was shouting to himself, his vision was a little blurry, and Lorenzo couldn't see him clearly.

"I'm fine......"

He replied, stumbling with a stumbling pace.

"I just...... Need to calm down......"

In my mind, there was a pain that was almost torn, and all kinds of broken memories kept flashing back in front of my eyes.

One by one, the pitch-black armor fell off and slammed into the ground, clanging.

......

Lorenzo couldn't remember how he had come out of the darkness, he stood under the dark sky, the towering buildings of old London like spears piercing the sky, like the giant trees of the old forest, obscuring all light.

The cold air poured into his nostrils, which made him feel much more sober, but the faint pain in his head still tormented him.

Arthur was in charge of the aftermath of the Perpetual Pump, which was even more serious than the appearance of Imam Lawrence, and everyone was alarmed by this level of damage to the Perpetual Pump for the first time since it was built.

"So the damn project is going to be delayed?"

Feeling better, he looked at Merlin on the side, it was the perpetual pump he sent away, his face didn't look good at the moment, and there was anger hidden under the calm.

"It should be, we need to strengthen the security measures and repair the ...... You can enjoy a little vacation for a while, Mr. Holmes. ”

Merlin said.

"Of course, thank you for coming out, without you, we would probably have to pay a much greater price. ”

Lorenzo didn't care about Merlin's thanks, his eyes were a little hollow.

"Really...... Merlin, do you know the Gap?"

Hearing Lorenzo's words, Merlin frowned slightly.

"Why do you ask this?"

"I need a newspaper about it. ”

Lorenzo gasped slightly, looking at his appearance, Merlin didn't ask much, just said lightly.

"That's a good start, Mr. Holmes. ”

"What?"

"I mean, you've learned to ask for help, and that's a good sign. ”

Merlin looked at the gloomy sky as if talking to himself.

"Humans are social animals, and one person is always weak. ”

"It's strange that such words come out of your mouth. ”

Lorenzo squinted at Merlin, the strange alchemist, with soulless eyes, and felt that anything that came out of his mouth would be tinged with mystery.

"We'll let you know about the start of the project, but if you have any new discoveries about demons, please let us know. ”

Now that they are true allies, they can only be united in the face of the mysterious Lawrence Imam.

"Really......"

Lorenzo coughed hard, he didn't look good.

"Are you hurt?"

Looking at Lorenzo's state, Merlin asked with some concern.

After killing the demon, the demon hunter was unusual, refusing to stay in it for long, insisting on leaving, as if he was afraid of something.

"How can I not be injured, but I am a witcher, as long as it is not a fatal injury, I can come. ”

I don't know if it's self-deprecation or confidence, he said.

Although he remained in his human form, Lorenzo knew very well that he had ceased to be human to some extent, after all, normal humans could not do this.

Merlin said nothing more, respecting Lorenzo's idea.

"Goodbye then, Mr. Holmes. ”

With a wave of his hand at Lorenzo, a train will arrive at the end of the industrial area and will lead Lorenzo away from the armed fortress.

The witcher's pace was a little sluggish, and as he watched Lorenzo leave, Merlin let out a long sigh and whispered.

"[Gap] ......"

But suddenly another voice sounded behind him, the floodgates slowly opened, and a stumbling figure came full of excitement.

Merlin was first surprised, then angry.

"Ovis, what are you doing!"

No one could have imagined that the sickly and thin boy in front of him would be the mysterious Lancelot, as a knight who can perfectly control the armor of original sin, he has always been the trump card of the purification mechanism, so his share is very secretive, only a few people know.

But now he ran out openly.

"Merlin, I can, I can!"

Ovis was on crutches, his face covered in sweat from pain, but he could not hide his agitated look.

"I can continue to harness the Armor of Original Sin!"

Merlin first held Ovis and said angrily.

"You're almost in the third phase!

"No, Merlin, my erosion has decayed, and I can continue to drive the Armor of Original Sin again. ”

Ovis had a light in his eyes, as if to convince Merlin.

"You can re-check for me, trust me, I can do it!"

At the end of the words, there was a bit of pleading, for Ovis, this was his everything, everything that really belonged to him.

Looking at this somewhat crazy child, Merlin couldn't help but be stunned.

"Calm down, Ovis...... You need to rest. ”

"I can, Merlin, I can continue to drive the armor!"

He kept repeating the words, and there was a bit of madness in his eyes.

"You're still young, Ovis, you're only ruining yourself by doing this. ”

He couldn't help but say, but Ovis still had that look in his eyes, and he didn't care at all.

The floodgates opened again, and the medics rushed out, and it looked like Ovis had escaped from them in some way.

Before Ovis could say anything, a tranquilizer plunged into him.

The potion quickly paralyzed his nerves, but he still stared at Merlin, his unyielding hand clasping his clothes like steel tongs, refusing to let go until the doctor forcibly separated him.

"I can continue...... Merlin. ”

Finally Ovis said this, like the last struggle of a drowning man.

Merlin looked at the child with some palpitations, Ovis had always been steady, this was the first time he had been in such a situation.

"What happened. ”

He asked the doctors who were holding Ovis in control.

The doctors, all wearing thick masks, replied to Merlin's question.

"According to the regulations for the protection of Lancelot, as soon as the alarm sounded, we went in to protect him...... But he fell to the ground, convulsing in pain. ”

The doctor recounted the scene.

"Before we could do anything, he got better, and then he fled, and it's hard to imagine that he could move to such an extent. ”

"And what about the extent of his erosion? Did you recheck him?"

"No, he may not be able to accept the facts, and he may have guessed. ”

The doctor said.

"Hmm...... I know. ”

Merlin said with a bit of a headache.

Ovis was dragged back by the doctor to the Perpetual Pump, but no one noticed that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if something gave him strength and confidence, which made him insanely obsessed.

......

The whole world seems to be twisting.

For some reason, after killing Horner and leaving that eerie gap, an unspeakable force seemed to have been tormenting Lorenzo.

It was a mental shock, something like Lorenzo had never experienced before.

He walked through the somewhat crowded streets, the bustle of Old Dunling could not be blown away even by the cold wind of winter, and in the bustling noise, Lorenzo only felt tired and aching like he had never felt before.

"I ...... What's wrong with me?"

Leaning against the wall of the alley, Lorenzo sat down weakly, and his vision became confused.

That weird [gap], he killed that person there, and so the demon alienated from the outside world also died.

There is a connection between the two, and Lorenzo is about to touch that truth.

But it was as if something was scratching at him inside him, crawling out little by little, pressing down on his throat, making Lorenzo feel the painful suffocation, so he had to open his mouth wide and gasp hard, not even having time to continue thinking.

The witcher hadn't realized that he was in a terrible state, his cheeks were as pale as blood loss, his pupils were slightly dilated, and various degrees of hallucinations appeared, but he didn't realize the nature of this hallucination.

At this moment, his mind was still flashing back to Horner's memories, the broken life and Lorenzo's will collided together, and then slowly merged, as if two different lives were pieced together, shaping a new life.

"He looks terrible. ”

Someone asked with concern.

"He'll be fine. ”

Another said.

"Really?"

"It's not the first time he's experienced something like this. ”

But apparently he had forgotten. ”

"It's because of you. ”

“......”

It seemed as if someone was talking in his ear, they were talking about themselves, their voices were indistinct, as if they had been pulled into a sharp sound by the wind, and they could only barely make out the recognition, Lorenzo tried his best to keep his eyes open, and he could not see the presence of the others, as if it were his own delusion.

The short break seemed to build up some strength for him, and he barely stood up, his mind as if he had been struck by someone, and it was a mess.

But suddenly a strange sense of familiarity came over him, as if he had experienced such a thing many years ago, and Lorenzo's thoughts were so confused, but he couldn't remember clearly, the taste of the memory welled up in his nose, it was the cold sea breeze.

The forgotten images are gradually recovered, like puzzle pieces, one by one.

He remembered the long way he had come, from that distant Emerald Jade.

That's how he was then...... It seems so, perhaps because it was too long, Lorenzo was a little unsure of the memory of the past.

It was then that he arrived in Old Dunling and began that new life, in the case of Lorenzo Holmes.

Suddenly, scarlet blood dripped and fell on the cold ground, corroding the ground like a strong acid, and a faint white gas rose.

Blood stained his hands red, and Lorenzo covered his nose, but he couldn't stop the blood from pouring out.

He ...... Just like you. ”

"That indescribable form of existence. ”

In the silence, a crowd whispered.

Their shadows were blurred by the fog into an unrecognizable gray that was out of reach.

"Yes, in fact, a lot of times, the body is a bondage. ”

"When there is a body, the ethereal will has sustenance, and the illusory concept has a substance. ”

They discussed.

"What does not exist can be observed, and what can be killed. ”

Who is it?

Lorenzo endured the headache and tried to find the direction of the voice.

Like an ancient murmur, a group of people scrutinize themselves from above.

It's really unpleasant.

Who are you?

The ghostly shadows sensed Lorenzo's prying eyes, and they fell silent.

"Shh......h

As if for fear of disturbing some sleeping being, the voice disappeared, and the whole world in his mind seemed to be silent at this moment, neither the sound of the wind nor the noise was there, as if Lorenzo had lost his hearing at that moment.

Then the streets began to twist and deform, the centuries-old stone bricks began to crack, the icy soil turned out of the ground, the mottled pipes were torn apart by the nameless force, and steam and waste water were discharged indiscriminately.

It was like a magnificent painting, and a great hand tore it apart, and the world in the painting was destroyed, and Lorenzo saw him, the distant scarlet shadow, after the vast white tide.

"Labor...... Lens. ”

He tried to grip the sword, but he couldn't touch it.

Imam Lawrence also seemed to notice the anomaly in his vision, and he slowly turned his head, but just as he was about to see Lorenzo, Lorenzo was about to find him, but the next second the scarlet shadow disappeared.

In the shattered memory, a dusty passage was rekindled and pierced into Lorenzo's body.

As if in free fall, Lorenzo slammed into the ground under the endless fall, which may have been an illusion, but the pain was extremely real.

In front of me is the deep black well...... Lorenzo remembered this place, the well of sublimation that refined the secret blood.

So...... Could it be ......

He raised his head sharply, and the familiar dome came into view, this was the Stagnant Saint, the Stagnant Saint that had long since collapsed, but now it was still solemn, as if he had never experienced the chaos of the night of Adventism.

Perhaps...... The night of Advent has not yet begun.

He was caught up in some strange memory, just as he had been in a nightmarish situation.

"It's time for us to begin, Medanzo has already led the witchers to guard the outside of the Cathedral of Santa Nalo, and the guards here will be handed over to you. ”

Someone came, and said to Lorenzo, it was the familiar shadow, anger and coldness welling up together.

It's Sheak Lawrence.

Lorenzo's first instinct was to swing his sword, but he found that he could not do anything...... He couldn't control himself, it was the past that had already happened, the memories buried deep in his heart.

But in the midst of the pain, new questions arise, whose memory is this, why do you remember it at this time, and what is the matter with all this?

No one answered Lorenzo, and everything was so powerless until he remembered the name of Naji.

"Watson ......"

He called the devil's name, and the illusion ended.

The world is back to normal, or Lorenzo's weird fantasy is over.

The gap between the bridges was interrupted, and the memories of the deep digging were buried again.

The lost voices resounded, and in the silence it was like a torrent hitting the eardrums, releasing the accumulated rhythm with it.

The shrouded dome vanished, and the gloomy skies of the old Dunling reigned in the sky.

In a blur, Lorenzo saw someone walking towards him, and the sound of clattering footsteps sounded, and the man ran as fast as he could.

Then the nail sword he picked up shattered, and he could no longer maintain his shape, and he fell.

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