The sky turned a chaotic gray, the rainstorm was brightened by thunder, they were like schools of fish swimming in the clouds, the silver figures moved forward with the wind, and under the wide field of vision, under the roaring storm, only two airships were moving forward one after the other.

Maybe they themselves can't judge the direction of travel, no matter which direction they look at, the scenery is the same, just like the world after death, everything is monotonous gray, and the long journey cannot reach the so-called end, but can only wander like a walking dead in this lonely world until eternity.

"That'...... What is it. ”

Heading to the Dawn, Gareth stood up and looked at the Lessinbach with a look of astonishment.

Since a few minutes ago, the flesh of the strange abomination had completely enveloped the entire airship, and it was like a demon's lair traveling high in the sky, ready to rain calamity on the ground.

The terrifying erosion has already reached here, everyone has a calm face, a solemn expression, all the artillery is ready, he will never allow such a thing to land safely on the ground, that will only cause a larger wave of demons.

But just then, the Dawn shook violently, and then something flew past, and Gareth could see that with the flash of light, black shadows crashed into the lair of flesh.

His eyes tightened, and if Gareth was not mistaken, it was an original sin armor, codenamed Black Angel.

Result...... What happened.

In the cabin, Merlin grabbed the handrail beside him, looking at the gap that had been torn open by the black angel, and the wind and rain poured in from it.

His calm expression faded away, and he burst out laughing.

Sure enough, his guess was right, just like the death match with Lawrence, Lorenzo's resurrection from the dead was not a coincidence, some unknown force was sheltering him, or rather...... Cursed on him, Lorenzo Holmos can't die yet, at least not today.

Inside the lair of flesh, Lorenzo looked at the original sin armor beside him with a look of astonishment, and under the cold steel, the blazing fireworks could not stop rising.

Countless thoughts raced through his mind, and suddenly everything seemed clear to him.

I see.

"Original...... You've always been there. ”

The rising fireworks illuminated his embarrassed face, and after calming down, he laughed heartily in the midst of hell.

Lorenzo was never alone.

The dense armor covered him again, and the same white flames surged out of the cracks, and this time the white flames began to spread, they burned wildly, all over the flesh and blood around them, and the raging fires were assimilated by it, and the white pillars of fire poured out from under the iron walls of the Leichenbach.

The scorching pure flame burned the flesh above the iron wall, along with the structures beneath it, leaving only the crimson skeleton, and light gas began to pour out as the airbags burst, and pure white hell descended on the Leschenbach, and it began to fall towards the ground.

Like a dead giant whale, sinking into the deep sea.

Maybe it was all his hallucination, or maybe 047 really came back, but now he didn't have to care, Lorenzo pulled a broken nail sword from the sticky flesh, and the black angel behind him also swung iron feathers and long swords, it was like Lorenzo's shadow.

No one was driving the armor, but it was moving in such a strange way.

"Is that you?016,047. ”

Lorenzo whispered softly, but perhaps it was just a hallucination, and no one responded to him, only the sound of the sword.

Crimson brambles came from all directions, and in the long time it had been, the out-of-control Yanar Witcher had completely assimilated into the entire Reichenbach, and if Lorenzo guessed correctly, he was now in the heart chamber of the massive demon.

This is where the demon is most vulnerable, and its body is in it, and this is where the defense is most fierce, and the dead corpses are dragged by the flesh.

But in the face of this huge enemy, Lorenzo looked like he didn't care.

Today was a good day, and he couldn't be happier.

He can't die yet, he definitely can't die, he hasn't killed all the demons yet, and he hasn't witnessed that beautiful golden age, even for those who live in his memory.

The so-called courage supported the weary will, and he clenched the nail sword again, as if with infinite strength, and he strode forward, roaring loudly.

"A beast that is about to run out! Ignorant and afraid!

The iron feather and the blade of the sword intertwined, and the thorns in the sky shattered under its slash, and the blazing blood rain fell like a red silk falling down.

The Black Angel held off most of the attack, and under its protection, Lorenzo's pace began to quicken, and finally turned into a fierce run, and countless corpses stood up, but he was undaunted, as if Lorenzo was following thousands of horses.

"Ordinary people who are approaching the limit!

The broken and twisted nail sword slashed down, and he was as fast as thunder, and with a single touch, he cut off the heads of the dead, and the corpses fell again, flesh and bones falling apart under the red-hot iron.

He was exhausted, he was full of anger.

"I've died again and again!"

This time he pulled out the only weapon he had left, and fired his shotgun at the enemy who stood in his way, it was Lorenzo's last bullet, a bullet made entirely of holy silver.

"Born again and again!"

Yes, Lorenzo has died more than once, and he has come back to life more than once, he is like a ghost hovering between life and death, clinging to what he has left.

With a roar, the Holy Silver Bullet was like a galloping silver-white spear, easily piercing through all obstacles in front of them, the deadly Holy Silver corroded the flesh and blood, and their wounds could not stop festering and rotting, as if they had been burned by fire, and the broken flesh turned into ashes and scattered.

The furnace roared, and the Arnar Witcher sat upright under the furnace, its body completely fused with the twisted thorns, its head lowered, but the fireworks under its eyes grew brighter.

The dark shadow crossed Lorenzo's head, and the black angel flailed its wings vigorously, and countless iron feathers were nailed to the ground like spears, piercing through the snake-like thorns and the corpses that had risen again.

Lorenzo leaped high and stepped on the edge of the iron feather, raising the broken nail sword.

"Sneer, that breath is renewed!"

He stood in front of the Witcher of Arnar, perhaps instinctively sensing the threat, his twisted head slowly lifted and looked directly at Lorenzo.

"Death is nothing but a man-made concept. ”

Like that miracle, they are born of the will of mortals, and they should be at the disposal of mortals.

Lorenzo dragged the final slash, the razor-sharp steel tearing flesh and bones apart, destroying the skull, spine, and heart from top to bottom.

The burning light in the pupils fell with the verdict of death, and after a brief pause, as if dead, the burning fire was extinguished, along with the twisted flesh, the soft surface began to harden, and at first it could still struggle to writhe, and finally solidified as if petrified.

Cracks burst out of it, bursting and shattering into thick smoke and dust.

It's over.

The Reichenbach died, and the start of its fall increased and the vibrations continued.

The battle ended, and the hot blood gradually cooled down, Lorenzo turned his head a little tiredly, the shadow of the black angel enveloped him, and the iron feather slowly opened and stretched out his hand.

Surprisingly, Lorenzo didn't stretch out his hand, he looked deeply at the armor, and he whispered.

"Please wait for me. ”

Lorenzo's gaze shifted to the dying body beneath the ashes.

The whole body had been burned into a blur, the skull had become shriveled, and there was no more blood gushing out of the severed limbs, this was already a corpse, but it was stubbornly refusing to die, and a little blazing flame stubbornly burned in the shriveled wound.

The battle was over, but the decisive battle between Lorenzo and Moriarty was not over, and they still did not decide a winner until their death.

Lorenzo couldn't accept such an ending, so he walked towards the body, and in the same way, Moriarty couldn't accept such an ending, which was already like this, and the broken body was still stubbornly gasping.

"You're right, we're alike, we're all completely insane. ”

Lorenzo stood beside his dying body, gently touching the slightly carbonized head.

He had remembered everything, everything that Lorenzo had deliberately forgotten, and the lost authority was once again held tightly in his hands.

Lorenzo closed his eyes, and a fire flickered through the cracks.

Gabriel.

......

Slowly pushing open the heavy iron door, I entered a dimly lit hospital room, with only a simple iron bed and a window sealed with barbed wire, and the view outside the window was blurred, and it was impossible to see clearly.

Lorenzo rubbed his eyes, this was the first time he had tried to take the initiative [gap] invasion, and he didn't expect it to go unexpectedly well.

"So this is your [gap]?" asked Lorenzo.

"Is this place called "Gap?"

A voice rang out from the dark end, and the man sat on a bed of iron, his eyes looking at the world behind the barbed wire.

"I feel like I've been asleep for a long time, so long that my consciousness is a little blurred. The man muttered.

"Yes, I don't know much about it, but now it seems that the appearance of the [gap] is dominated by ourselves, and the most profound scene in our memory will become the [gap] that carries us. ”

Like Lorenzo's own [gap], the ice field under the night sky was actually the first time he came back from the dead, the night he killed his loved ones, and the night he lost everything.

Thinking of this, Lorenzo suddenly couldn't help but think of Imam Lawrence, who had fought with Lawrence in his [gap], in that wilderness that burned under the setting sun. Fast-eyed reading

Lorenzo couldn't help but wonder what Lawrence had been through there, and what had led him to be so obsessed with all of this that it had become his [gap].

He didn't continue to think about it, but picked up a chair next to him and sat down in front of the bed.

"And is this the most memorable part of you?"

"Almost, this is my home, I've lived in this hellish place for decades, and I don't remember much of any other place than here. ”

Moriarty sat up, his whole body peeking out of the darkness, he was wearing a straitjacket and chains on his feet.

"Lorenzo Holmos, I remember we were fighting in a joyful fight, I remember we both killed each other...... So is it a draw? It's a pity, I really want to split the winner with you. ”

Moriarty sighed, he seemed to understand this as the afterlife, he and Lorenzo were dead.

"No, I won, Moriarty, [Gap] is a person's spiritual world, your body is gradually dying, and I really want to split the victory or defeat with you, so I chose to invade your [Gap]. Lorenzo said.

"So...... Is that so? So I'm dying?"

Moriarty was stunned, then smiled, without fear of death.

"So you're doing all this just to show me that you've won?"

"Of course, after all, we all paid a big price for all this. Lorenzo replied with a blank face.

Moriarty was not surprised by Lorenzo's answer, but he could understand Lorenzo.

The humiliation of finally defeating the enemy, but the enemy died, is absolutely unacceptable.

"It's so funny......"

Moriarty smiled, looked out the window, then at Lorenzo, who moved to the head of the bed again, leaning against the wall.

"Is the great James Moriarty going to end this way? Actually...... I think it's pretty good. ”

As he spoke, he looked directly into Lorenzo's eyes, as if he had found something.

"Do you seem happy because you defeated me? No...... No, it should be a thrill of revenge, and you feel like something warm has happened to me right now......"

Moriarty's expression changed suddenly, his smile disappeared, and then he became frightened, he didn't show such an expression when he knew that he was going to die, but at this moment it was all happening slowly.

"Why? Why do you have that expression? Lorenzo Holmos, is there anyone who can understand you and identify with you?"

Moriarty suddenly roared angrily, he became tyrannical, but he could only struggle powerlessly with the restraints and chains on his body.

He couldn't accept this, he thought that Lorenzo was the same lonely monster as him, but now it seems that he is the only one who is alone, he can't accept all this, but he can't change anything at the moment.

Lorenzo, on the other hand, remained stiff, quietly watching Moriarty's madness.

Gradually, Moriarty stopped, leaned against the wall in disbelief, and whispered.

"What a pity, Lorenzo Holmos. ”

"I was miserable, I felt like I didn't fit in with the world, I seemed to have some kind of disease, not ...... It's the world that suffers from some kind of disease, and I'm the only normal person.

We all have human appearances, but underneath this skin, we are all different ......"

Lorenzo was still as cold as steel in the face of these words, only this time he asked.

"Are you repentant?"

"How so, how is it possible?"

Moriarty scoffed, his expression furious again, he was enraged by Lorenzo.

"I'm Moriarty, I'm a monster, I'm a pure wicked, I don't need any repentance, I don't need any forgiveness or mercy. ”

But then he was lonely again, as if someone had broken his spine, and collapsed in the corner.

"I just...... I'm just trapped in this human body, Lorenzo Holmos. ”

Moriarty was a pure lunatic, no one knew what he would do next, and even Lorenzo could not have predicted the rapid ups and downs of emotions.

"The world is so cruel that we always need something to deceive ourselves...... But I'm too smart, these things can't fool me, and I can't deceive myself and pretend to be a normal person.

I was born a monster, a born madman.

I thought we were the same kind, Lorenzo Holmos, but unfortunately, I was the only one, I didn't expect it...... Even the brutal you actually had a short period of beauty.

It's so jealous. ”

A raging fire ignited, covering the view from the window, and fine cracks spread through the room, and with a slight tremor, old dust fell.

"Am I going to die? Lorenzo Holmos. ”

Moriarty asked, looking up at all this.

"Yes, your will is dying little by little. Lorenzo replied indifferently.

"It's not bad, at least we finally have a winner. ”

Moriarty was devastated that he still lost in the end.

Lorenzo got up in silence and walked towards the iron door from which he came, twisting the cold and rusty steel hard, and pulling the heavy door open little by little, just as Moriarty's voice sounded again.

"Did you really win!Lorenzo Holmos!"

Lorenzo's movements faltered.

"You're the real monster, a monster worse than me! I haven't experienced that kind of beauty, so it's just a false word to me, but you're different, Lorenzo Holmos!

You've experienced the good, and fate has cruelly snatched them away from you! Will you really succumb to its decision?"

Lorenzo turned his head and saw a sly smile on Moriarty's face, as if everything he had just done was a disguise, this utter madman had never conceded defeat, and it was only now that his victory or defeat with Lorenzo was officially revealed.

He tried to get close to Lorenzo, the chains grinding and bleeding his skin, but he didn't care, and roared hoarsely.

"Lorenzo Holmos! Look at yourself, you've become a monster even more terrible than me!"

The entire ward began to crumble with the death of the will, and a blazing flame rose from the cracks in the shattered cracks, and in the sea of fire, Moriarty kept his crazy demeanor and laughed at Lorenzo.

"You killed me, but in the end I won!"

Moriarty wins, and in this series of events, Lorenzo recovers his lost past, but he also becomes an unknown monster, a demon who will eat away at the will of others.

He still lost.

Lorenzo could only feel a deep cold, looking at Moriarty's dying madness, he wanted to refute something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

Yes, in that burning night, Lorenzo's fate was already sealed, and he was on the road to the end.

"Lorenzo Holmos! monsters are out of place in this world, I can understand you!"

Moriarty laughed wantonly in the sea of fire.

"So I bless you, Lorenzo Holmos!

May you never cease to carry hatred! May your burning anger never quench! May the blood never dry up on the sword you hold!"

Rubble and fire consumed Moriarty's figure, but in the shattered darkness, the curse of the words still echoed in Lorenzo's ears.

The darkness shattered, and in the flying ashes, the black angel grabbed Lorenzo, who was not yet awake, and fled towards the gap that had been shattered when he came.

Ash and wind, Lorenzo barely opened his eyes, only to see that the mangled body was finally dead, but the burnt head still laughed wickedly.

The next moment the howling wind robbed Lorenzo of his hearing, and after a brief moment of confusion, his vision became clear again, and above 10,000 meters in the sky, the black angel spread his wings and glided through the roaring storm.

The roar of cannon fire covered the thunder, and the flaming meteor swarm passed under the Sailing Dawn and crashed into the fallen Reisingbach, completely destroying the monstrous airship, and the burning debris fell like falling stars.

Lorenzo gripped the steel in his hand and hung in the storm, his expression a little stiff, as if he had not yet recovered from Moriarty's roar, but then a warm light fell on his face, reflecting the dim heart.

Raising his head, a gentle light pierced the storm like a spear at the end of the lead-gray sky, and at the end of the light was a brilliant golden sky.

"It's beautiful......"

For some reason, Lorenzo sighed with some sadness.

The wind and rain gradually subsided, the convoluted storm began to dissipate, the rain that flooded the streets gradually receded, and the warm sun fell on the steel city, and the cold steel also warmed.

The rainy season in Old Dunling has come to an end.