Chapter XXXVII

It's a tough chase, two monsters colliding and fighting each other in the dark, and the entire underground space shakes wildly, and as the slash becomes more and more violent, rubble and dust fly.

The vision was completely confused, destroying everything around him as he went, the steam pipes were repeatedly cut and damaged by bone blades, the air in the space became more and more humid and stuffy, and the visual range was constantly shrinking, even Lorenzo could barely distinguish the phantom in the darkness in this constantly bad situation, and could not see Baner clearly.

The two monsters maintained an eerie balance at the moment, Lorenzo couldn't get close to Baner, and Baner couldn't kill Lorenzo, took out the last dragon's breath bullet, and with the pull of the trigger, a stream of blazing fire pierced through the darkness.

At this moment, all the warhead can do is light and intimidate, the air is very humid, the flame cannot be fully ignited, and Lorenzo used this light again to determine the specific location of Baner.

They were always moving, and just like the demons' photophobia, Ban Le showed a look of fear when he saw the blazing white stream of fire, screaming incessantly, and pushing his arms harder to move.

Lorenzo actually wanted to laugh a little, and the demon who instilled fear was also afraid, although it was a creature instinct, but now it seemed a little funny.

This is a chase battle, this underground space is complex and huge, Lorenzo and Baner have been chasing each other for a long time, in addition to knowing that this is underground, Lorenzo does not know his exact location.

Strange sounds echoed through the confined space, and Lorenzo caught up with Banle once again to attack.

The folding knife slashed, this time with the blessing of Lorenzo's great power, compared to the sharp weapon, it became a rough blunt weapon in Lorenzo's hands, and the folding knife slammed like an iron rod, directly breaking a slender arm.

The bones broke, but the muscles still connected them, and in the flow of blood, Baner screamed again, and more bone blades fell, Lorenzo raised his hand covered in armor, and withstood the attack, the impact was so powerful, Lorenzo's arm was slightly numb for a while.

But he didn't stay where he was, he approached again as he took the attack, and this time Banel didn't bounce him away, and several bone blades struck, which stabbed Lorenzo's armor with precision, and restrained Lorenzo like a cage.

This was a bit of a surprise to Lorenzo, and for the first time since the fight, Banle changed his tactics, not blindly evading, but counterattacking, but soon the huge impact interrupted Lorenzo's thinking, and the bone blade hit Lorenzo against the wall on the side.

The stone bricks shattered, and Lorenzo's whole body was sunken in, and ordinary people were already crushed, but with the protection of armor and the body of a witcher, Lorenzo only felt a dull pain.

However, the ensuing mutation interrupted Lorenzo's initial attack, and the rubble fell heavily, and Lorenzo struggled to climb out of it, and then the heavy stone bricks collapsed, completely burying Lorenzo's position.

The scuffle continued, and Lorenzo could make out the subtle cracking sound in the shrill sound of steam, and only then did he observe his surroundings vigilantly, and although most of his vision was obscured by the steam, he could still see the place clearly.

Lorenzo had just smashed not the wall, but the load-bearing pillar, and he didn't have time to think about where it was, and Baner struck from the darkness again, like a hunting tarantula, the open bone blades stabbed down from above, Lorenzo dodged several bone blades sideways, but several still hit him.

The sharp blade of bone fell along Lorenzo's breastplate, bringing a faint glow of fire.

A crack opened in the armor, and bright white fireworks rose from beneath it.

Banr wasn't on the run, its previous evasion had only led Lorenzo to its trap, and this was the best battlefield for it.

The bone blades continued to strike, leaving one crack after another in the armor, and the fireworks were burning and rising, and Lorenzo finally seized the opportunity to break free from the continuous attack.

Blood seeped into the firearm, and as it was attacked, it fired at Banr above.

The blazing pure flame burned on the warhead, pulling out a pure white spear of light in the darkness, and this sudden blow pierced through Ban'er's body, the core protected by the arm.

Like a leaky kettle, the bloated body overflowed with a large smear of blood, it wailed, pushing and slamming Lorenzo, the darkness of Riban completely out of control, the bone blade slashing indiscriminately, like a storm in transit, its mad destruction hastened the collapse of space.

The rubble kept falling, and Zaran continued to advance in this destruction, and the counterattack just now showed that it was no match for Lorenzo, it could only flee, continue to escape.

Lorenzo was buried by rubble and could not escape for a while, and Bianl seemed to have noticed this, and excitedly left the other side of the darkness, but at this moment, another low whistle sounded.

The metal hook claws cut through the darkness and shot out from between the dust and rubble, its kinetic energy not yet able to penetrate the demon's body, but the arms, like a complex jungle, gave it a chance.

The rope was wrapped between his arms, and the next moment Lorenzo pulled the rope out, and the hook gun was limited to what it could do, but it was enough for Lorenzo.

The distance between him and Zar was shrinking, and the demon who had lost his mind had not yet realized what was happening.

As he traveled, Lorenzo could hear the sound of rushing water, and the white searchlights were constantly magnifying in his field of vision, and he never expected that he would return to this place in the end.

The entire underground space was intricate, and with limited vision, Lorenzo had no idea where Banle was fleeing, all he could do was keep the damn demon out of sight.

The confined space suddenly widened, rushing out of the diffuse steam, and the cold air poured into his nostrils, this sudden shift made Lorenzo feel a lot more comfortable, and the previous combat environment was like fighting in a dark steamer.

There were no more living people here, and as Lorenzo passed by, he killed everyone who used hallucinogens.

"New ...... Secret blood?"

It was still dim, but there was plenty of light for Lorenzo to take a closer look at Bander's form.

This is different from the previous inferior secret blood, judging by the strength of Ban'er, this is at least an enhanced version, which makes Lorenzo feel very uneasy.

Lawrence is dead, but the lost ones are still producing secret blood, and their research is clearly progressing at a rapid pace.

Banr let out a terrible scream again, the combat environment here was not good for it, but Lorenzo would not give it another chance to escape, he was going to deal with this demon here once and for all.

The shotgun continued to fire at the demon, and the slender arms hugged each other, trying to block Lorenzo's shot, but in another gunshot, a dense bolt of arrow-shaped bullets nailed to its body, and the ensuing burning sensation tormented the demon.

The arrow-shaped bullet was plated with a little holy silver, like a rain of scattered arrows, and the fierce nails hung on the demon's body, and at this moment Lorenzo rushed forward again, the dense black armor extending from his wrist.

As Lorenzo had done before, the increased armor wrapped around the folding knife, and in an instant, it stretched out by dozens of centimeters, like a pitch-black long sword, and then slashed down ferociously.

The repeated attacks had already caused the erected arm to produce incurable wounds, and Lorenzo's blow directly cut off many of its arms, as if cutting through the dense forest, and Ban'er's body was close in front of him.

Baner waved his remaining arms and thrust them into the wall with all his might, the bone blade stabbed through the wall repeatedly, and Baner crawled up along the wall, Lorenzo didn't have such many arms, he couldn't catch up, but the demon who had long lost his mind forgot that Lorenzo had hit its hook gun before.

This is a specially made weapon for Lorenzo, although it is an experimental type, but it also takes into account the high-intensity combat that Lorenzo may encounter, the strength of the ropes is extremely high, and the previous battle has not been able to cut it.

Lorenzo pulled the rope directly and went up with Baner, like the desperate pursuer, he pulled the rope and ran up the wall in an unreasonable way, and when he got close to Banle, he fiercely swung the folding knife, directly cutting off that part of the arm, losing support, Baner's figure was shaky, but soon the bone blade was deeply inserted into the wall, stabilizing his body.

Only then did the demon realize the reaper who had caught up, and slashed at Lorenzo with his bone blade, but then Lorenzo showed great agility, he pulled the rope and ran towards the other side of the wall, dodging the attack while kicking his feet off the wall hard, causing himself to swing.

He swung a great half-arc around Ban'er, and as he ascended to the top, he let go of his hand and sent himself into the air.

Ban'er's cloudy gaze looked at the rising whiteness, it didn't know what Lorenzo wanted to do, but then Lorenzo's actions made it feel the fear that came from instinct.

The witcher rose into the air with the force of his swing, stomped on the wall again, leaped over Bander's head, and then blazing white fireworks rained down from the sky.

With the pull of gravity and the low roar of the witcher, the blazing white fireworks were pulled into a pure white scorching line, which began at Bander's head from top to bottom, followed the spine of its back, and all the way down, completely piercing it.

The glow is brilliant, clearly separating life from death.

Like a guillotine of execution, Lorenzo fell from the sky, and the pitch-black folding knife was nailed to the ground, stirring up dust under the impact of great force.

After a second or two, the impact of the fall from a high place was softened by Lorenzo, who slowly stood up, and then Ban fell from above, and as it fell, the horrible wound cracked along the pure white line, and the blood spilled clean, revealing the blood and bones underneath.

In mid-air above the wall, all of its arms were used to climb, and at the seemingly safe height, it had no strength left to protect its fragile body, which gave the witcher a chance to kill.

The impact on the ground inflicted secondary damage on it, and the severed arm became a lethal sword, which was inserted into its own body again in the impact, like spears, piercing its back.

Lorenzo won, like a victor, trampling through blood and dust and towards Banre.

It was like a wonderful stage, and the afterglow of the searchlight illuminated everything here, blood gushing out of Ban'er's wounds, and its heart beating hard, but each time it beat hard, more blood gushed out of the wounds.

The size of the body was so great that Lorenzo seemed so thin in comparison to it, and he stepped on Banar's body, picking up the folding knife and piercing it through the beating heart.

His cloudy gaze stared at Lorenzo, who drew his folding knife, and as the blood flowed, his next step was to cut off Bander's head.

But suddenly the demon moved again, and it struggled to get up, waved its arms, and attacked like a madman.

The broken arms waved wildly, most of them had been broken, the broken bones were connected by flesh and blood, and the bone blades were pulled out of the body, spreading the little blood again, and shaking it vigorously like a whip.

It was a pre-death counterattack, and Lorenzo had been prepared to retreat, and at the same time the shotgun fired, knocking Baner's head to shreds, the metal projectile slicing off its skull, and the scarlet flesh clearly visible beneath the cracked bones.

But that didn't stop the last madness, and it pushed Lorenzo hard, finally pressing him into the canal behind him.

This was the entrance to the Furnace Pillar, and the huge current washed Lorenzo, but this was not the end, Banle also jumped into the canal, and in the surging water, it kept pushing Lorenzo backwards, until it reached the iron fence at the end, which was a small gap, through which the Thames could be reached.

This may also be the place where Banr wants to leave, although he has turned into a demon, but the last thoughts before death are still affecting it to a certain extent.

The bone blade thrust around, steadying itself in the rapid current, and it tried to drown Lorenzo in the canal, but the other arms were not idle, slicing through the iron bar, pushing Lorenzo out of the canal.

The two monsters were completely submerged in the water, but with its repression, Lorenzo shattered.

Yes, it was shattered, and it could be clearly felt that the sharp bone blade easily tore through his armor, and Lorenzo was torn like a piece of paper in the water.

It...... It seemed to have won, but then the armor-stripped knife pierced its brain from behind, pulled it out, swung it again, and cut off the entire skull.

In the dark blue waters, Lorenzo swam behind the corpse of the demon, and when he was pressed into the canal, he shed his armor, and all that Banel grasped was his remnant.

He swam towards the water, and the demon that had been completely slain was pushed backwards by the current, and returned to the canal, where he was stopped by an interceptor net and piled on top of the filthy garbage.

Dozens of seconds later, Lorenzo swam to the surface, inserted his knife into the shore, climbed up with great force, and then knelt on the ground retching, spitting out a lot of river water.

Breathing hard, Lorenzo never thought that this hunt would be so strenuous, but before he could rest more, footsteps sounded, constantly approaching Lorenzo, he clenched the folding knife vigilantly, and was about to fight again, when the familiar face came into view.

"Card ...... Kamu?"

Lorenzo said unsure that Camu was a vagabond, a bad rat, but the well-dressed man in front of him did not match the word tramp.

Camu laughed, as if Lorenzo's demeanor had been expected by him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes. ”

He said, but without waiting for Lorenzo to continue to ask anything, Camus interrupted all Lorenzo's questions with a word.

"The Rat King wants to see you. ”