The battle was on the verge of breaking out, this time head-on, with blazing white fireworks rising from Lorenzo's eyes, followed by dense armor covering his body, and his speed was so fast that it caused a whistling sound in the room.

The demon hunters didn't expect Lorenzo to be a witch hunter either, and before they could make a judgment, Lorenzo came with a nail sword and a folding knife, like thunder in the day.

It was a heavy blow, and the dense armor was Lorenzo's strongest defense, allowing Lorenzo to attack with impunity without worrying about the enemy's blades.

The fight lasted only a moment, and at the moment of contact, an instantaneous explosion erupted, and Lorenzo threw a weapon like a throwing knife, and the flint in it ignited a little spark due to the collision, which immediately ignited the pure black viscous liquid inside.

The lacquer antimony burned violently, and the rising flames drained all the oxygen in the room in an instant, first with an unbearable feeling of suffocation, then with the extreme temperature and the impact of the explosion.

The glass was shattered by the surging air waves, like thousands of blades falling, the wooden furniture was stained with fire and turned into charcoal, and the three people at the center of the explosion were directly bounced off by the impact, pressing heavily on the ground, and the impact was still spreading, and even the Shermans, who was running away, was knocked down by this force, as if a heavy stone was squeezing him.

A few seconds later, the wind carried the icy rain into the room, and in the smoke that had not yet cleared, Lorenzo struggled to his feet, in the heart of the explosion, even with the protection of his armor, he was now embarrassed, with multiple injuries on his body, and his armor was covered with cracks.

He gasped with palpitations, he never thought that this thing was so powerful.

After a night of hard thinking, Lorenzo finally figured out how to use this strange substance, it is definitely not possible to make bullets, once Lorenzo fires this thing, it is the same as an armor firearmour, it is better to blow it up in his own hands first, it is better to make a throwable, such as a throwing knife.

The only thing to note is that the throw distance must be greater than the damage radius of this thing, otherwise the result will be like this.

Although he was also affected by the explosion, with his armor, Lorenzo only looked a little embarrassed, seeing that the two witchers in front of him had fallen to the ground, they were defenseless, and they were blown up at such a close distance.

One of the witchers reacted by drawing his sword and holding it in front of him, but the act dragged him to death, the sword shattering in the explosion, and the broken blade plunged into his body, blood flowing unstoppably.

Lorenzo did not hesitate, and jumped directly with the nail sword in his hand, with this unexpected blow, Lorenzo wanted to continue to expand his advantage.

The power of uneasiness is rising, the demon hunters are indulging in the rise of the secret blood, in this case, either you die or I die, in just a few breaths, a demon hunter can barely move, should it be said that it is really worthy of a demon hunter? The vitality is so terrifying.

He clenched his sword and swung it at Lorenzo, half of his body was blown up in a blur of flesh, and Lorenzo could even see the white bones in it.

Lorenzo was quicker than him, and the nail sword pierced into his heart, and then writhed violently, shattering it completely.

"You don't want to be a demon, do you?"

Lorenzo whispered, but he didn't stop moving his hands as he spoke, he didn't know what the power of these witchers was, and he had to kill them before they could activate them.

The witcher's swing also fell at this moment, but it slashed on the armor, and he didn't have much strength to break through Lorenzo's armor just after being hit hard, and at this moment, another sword light fell, and in such a short time, the other witcher also regained his ability to move and attacked Lorenzo.

Lorenzo had always prided himself on being powerful as a witcher, but now that he had met several enemies who were also witchers, he couldn't help but feel troubled despite his advantage.

But then the uneasiness rose rapidly, Lorenzo didn't have time to care about the falling blade, just looked at the witcher in front of him with some horror, the burned and blurred face, the flesh and blood began to squirm violently, Lorenzo tried to turn the blade through the sword, but found that he was powerless and could not move the sword no matter how hard he nailed the sword.

The flesh and blood were rapidly proliferating, like an extended red thread, entangled and locked the blade of the sword, and the secret blood rose wildly, and in an instant, a dazzling fire rose in the pupils of his eyes.

"Demonizing ......"

Lorenzo cursed as he swung his blade hard, whistling the wind, giving up his defenses altogether, allowing another blade to plunge into his body.

On a religious level, the Silver Bolt is more like a gateway to darkness, it is firmly closed, and witchers will not be allowed to enter unless they have to, and even if they do, they will be subject to heavy costs.

Although it is the means by which the Evangelical Church controls the witchers, Lorenzo can also understand this, when the witchers lose their minds, this sword that defends their sanity will become a minion of madness, but now this door is so casually open, allowing these new order witchers to step in at will.

This is also the reason why Lorenzo finds it tricky, they have no limits, once Lorenzo is unable to powerless or kill them in an instant, as the battle progresses, they will become more and more terrifying, and even become demons.

Lorenzo can do the same, constantly raising the secret blood until he breaks through the critical demonization, but he will be sanctioned by the silver bolt in his body, which will only hasten his death.

The sharp sword fell, slashing heavily into the flesh, and the nail sword cut into the neck of the witcher, but due to the rise of the secret blood, his body was already several times stronger, and what flowed out of the wound was not flesh and blood, but countless red threads, which pulled the flesh and blood, stopping the advance of the blade.

With the blessing of secret blood, the witcher began to fight back, he slammed Lorenzo hard, shattered the armor with a heavy punch, and then broke the nail sword that was cut at the neck, and behind Lorenzo, another witcher also stabbed the blade, and after realizing that he could not break through Lorenzo's armor, he stabbed down the gap in the armor, and the sharp tip of the sword stabbed out of Lorenzo's shoulder.

"That's why I hate it......"

The situation was reversed, and Lorenzo fell into the upper hand at the moment, but he didn't care, just stared at the witcher in front of him.

His body had become visibly demonized, and the fragments that had pierced his body from the explosion were squeezed out of the flesh and blood, and his mouth let out a senseless roar, like that of a wild beast.

"It's so easy to go crazy, so dependent on madness......"

Lorenzo looked at him with pity, demonization was the door to taboos, and these demon hunters of the new order did not understand that they were born on the remains of the old order, and that they did not exist to defend the world of reason, but only to be a tool of the new pope.

More power poured out of his body, and Lorenzo threw away the broken hilt of his sword and grabbed the broken blade that had sliced into his neck, blood pouring out of the cracks in his palms as he gripped it.

A rock-like force drove the blade, and a shuddering sound rang out, and Lorenzo ignored their attacks, allowing his armor to shatter and wither, and he just clenched the blade and pushed it forward.

It was the sound of silk threads breaking, one after another, countless red threads broken, cut one by one by the nail sword, as if cutting through unshakable steel, all the muscles tensed, and in this slash, the nail sword that pierced through the shoulder was directly twisted, and the tip of the sword remained in Lorenzo's body.

In the roar that shook the gods, all the red blood, flesh and even bones were cut off.

The brain is cut off from the body, and the will is unable to control the restless secret blood.

The witcher was dead, and his extinguished eyes were full of disbelief, although he had heard Father Anthony say that the old Order witchers were different from theirs, but he never expected that the gap would be so great.

"You're too reliant on demonization. ”

Lorenzo whispered that the most powerful thing in humanity is the will of reason, and demonization is to engulf it completely.

Turning quickly, still holding the broken blade in his hand, he stabbed his backhand into the heart of another witcher, his eyes were full of fear, he had never fought against a guy like Lorenzo in his training, in fact, Lorenzo's body was covered with injuries at the moment, but it was like a wave of anger was supporting him.

The witcher was nailed to the wall by the blade, and then the shotgun opened fire in the chest, the projectiles repeatedly piercing through the flesh, beating him half to death, like a pierced blood bag, a large smear of blood gushing out.

There was still anger in his eyes, but after seeing Lorenzo's cold eyes, the witcher's heart fell into the sea of ice, he was too slow, he relied too much on the so-called demonization, the secret blood is a sharp sword, and as it rises, the sword will become sharper and sharper, until nothing is cut down, but in the end, it is just a tool, and it is the person who uses the tool that really determines it.

The Witcher and Lorenzo also have secret blood, but Lorenzo is far more powerful than them, and in this long time, Lorenzo has long learned how to use the least amount of secret blood to fight the most efficiently between life and death.

"You're not even a witcher, you're just a wretched ghost who survived the erosion of the secret blood. ”

Lorenzo said as he cut off his head, and the demonization came to an abrupt end.

The headless corpse fell limply like a sculpture, blood smearing the walls.

They had a chance of winning, so they were looking for Lorenzo's weakness in the battle, or their agile cooperation, but when they faced a crisis, they simply gave up thinking and directly handed over the choice to the devil in their hearts, the rising secret blood, that is a powerful force, but it is not used in this way.

Lorenzo didn't even look at the corpses, and ran in the direction of Shermans's escape, and during this time, Lorenzo himself didn't notice that his own strength and resilience far exceeded that of his former self, which was the power he received when he was born, the power of the Holy Grail.