Fear, the most primitive and terrible emotions of humanity, rose like a virus in the hearts of every demon hunter at this moment, as the boiling secret blood spread along the veins, swallowing all the weak will in the blink of an eye, they trembled, cried, and prayed that it was just an unbearable dream, but everyone knew that this nightmare seemed to have no time to wake up.

In the silence of the night, the roar of the demons gradually rose, and from all corners of the Seven Hills, like a rising tide, accompanied by the light of the fire and the sonorous sound of iron.

With the retirement of time, the phenomenon of personnel demonization has also appeared in other places of the Seven Hills, and there are cries and shouts at night, as if someone is fleeing here, and the sound of the pace gradually rises.

Yes, this is the Cathedral of St. Naro, and if there is any place in this world that is closest to the kingdom of God, it is here, and it is the place where all believers yearn for it, and it will also be the last refuge when all evil comes.

How ridiculous, who would have thought that this sanctuary in the hearts of the people would be the breeding ground for evil?047 wanted to yell at the night, urging those who had fled to leave, but the cold reason made him clench his sword.

Tonight is the Warpie experiment against the Holy Grail, and once it succeeds, the Evangelical Church will once again return to the dominance of the Western world, and it will have a sharper sword against demons and infidels.

In order to ensure safety, 047 led the Medanzo witchers to guard the area, but it is clear that the experiment is now out of control, and this may be the beginning of the demise of the Evangelical Church.

But 047 still has to stick to his duty, not for the gospel church, not for the ethereal god, but for the demon, he can't allow this strange existence to enter the world again.

The footsteps of the crowd came closer, and the panicked crowd appeared in front of the eyes of the demon hunters, and under the pressure of erosion, they panicked and their expressions twisted to the extreme...... In fact, they should have run out of the city, although there were Templar guards there, but at least it was better than coming here, the source of erosion.

These people still had their senses, their fragile sanity, and there was a slight joy on their faces in extreme fear, and at this moment the blood-stained witchers seemed to have their last hope, and they cheered, but then the sharp nail sword pierced through their hearts, and then the heads were cut off.

The joyful crowd fell silent, they looked at the demon hunters, as if they didn't understand why these guardians of the heavenly kingdom did this, but they couldn't make a scream, the demon hunters jumped down, skillfully killing one ordinary person after another without resistance, 047's sword-wielding hand gradually became numb, not knowing whether what he was doing was right or wrong.

From the time the erosion of the suppressed panic spread to the entire place of the Seven Hills, the ordinary people in the place of the Seven Hills had already been sentenced to death, and it was difficult for ordinary people to resist the erosion, even if there was no demonization now, it was only a matter of time, they were no longer ordinary people, but one potential demon after another.

What 047 is doing now is only to address the threat in advance, but ...... Is that really the case? The distorted faces died like this, with doubts and pain in their eyes.

The will of the demon hunters is being tested, the pressure of erosion, the threat of demons, the hesitation and guilt of killing ordinary people, they are isolated in this bloody night.

051 seemed to have lost the ability to think, and he stood there in a daze, a young girl under the blood-stained sword, and her beloved bear toy lying in a pool of blood.

These ordinary people were not strong, and it was even easy for them to kill, but there was a beastly gasp from under the iron mask of the corpse, and they tried their best to contain the emotions that shook them.

At this moment, 047 suddenly understood what Sheak Lawrence had said, that witchers should not have superfluous emotions, they should live like a cold weapon, so that they would not be bound by these so-called ethics and morals, so-called good and evil, and only then could they make cruel and cold decisions and become a weapon that is absolutely loyal to their will.

It's a pity that it's too late to wake up now, 047 is not an indifferent person, he is sentimental, looking forward to the good life of the old Dunling, he is hesitating, he is wavering, he wants to escape.

Persevering like this is just sending them to death, demon hunters are stronger than ordinary people, but after fighting in this high-intensity erosion environment for a long time, it is only a matter of time before they are alienated into demons.

Thinking like this, 047 looked at the demon hunters around him, everyone was standing in a pool of fishy blood, there were demons and witchers and those ordinary people, the sharp nail sword cut fatal wounds on the flesh and blood, and the internal organs were scattered all over the ground with a faint heat, like a hellish scene.

"Retreat, Medanzo. ”

051 suggested again, though he didn't know what it all came about, but now that the fall of the Seven Hills was doomed.

No voice sounded in his head, and the Stagnant Sanctuary remained silent, not issuing any orders......

051 looked at the ground under his feet with a little palpitations, the Static Sanctuary is below this, the place where the erosion came from, although 047 didn't say it, but the rest of the Demon Hunters knew what it meant, this crisis came from the Silent Sanctuary, and the core of the Demon Hunter Order fell at the first time.

No one knew how many witchers were still stationed there, but it was the core of the erosion, and those witchers must have either been killed or transformed into more powerful demons, and now the sound of the claws grinding was coming from the cathedral of Santa Naro......

The monsters, the people who have gone mad from the erosion are trying to crawl out of that hell, and when they see the light of day, the existing witchers will not be able to resist.

The rest of the witchers also looked at 047, who was given the name of Medanzo and was the leader of all, and his decisions would affect everyone.

Flee or continue to fight to the death.

The inferiority of human beings began to haunt them, as if some gods were watching all this, and they laughed at the will of mortals.

The hand that clenched the nail sword couldn't help but tremble, and 047 didn't have much time to think about it, he slowly took off the steel mask and threw it into a pool of blood, his gray-blue eyes full of tiredness, and his face covered with blood.

"Looks like I can't wait for you in Old Dunling, 051. ”

047 said suddenly, 051 didn't understand why 047 suddenly said this, but then the blade shone with a snow-white light, piercing 051's chest along the gap in the iron armor, and piercing his heart.

051 looked at him in disbelief, but then his body began to alienate, and the sharp bone spurs broke the restraints of the armor, it turned out that he had been eroded and engulfed just now, but the fear and desire to survive made him completely unaware of this, and the seemingly tired 047 had been observing it coldly.

"Thank you for taking care of it. ”

After a brief moment of distraction, 051 uttered the last words of his life, and the nail sword simply cut off his head, and the blood-stained iron mask slammed into the ground, revealing a green and beautiful face.

She died, and 047 remembered that when she first met the new witcher, Imam Lawrence was too busy to teach everyone, and 047, who had already been given the name Medanzo, was in charge of teaching her.

047 taught her how to fight demons, but she died by her own hands.

Glancing blankly around, 047 suddenly felt a great sense of exhaustion, as if his soul had been drained, and he looked at the face that seemed to be sleeping peacefully, and whispered.

"Looks ...... I can't go there, I really want to see that city with my own eyes......"

047 staggered a little towards the blood-colored staircase, followed by the glorious kingdom of heaven.

The witchers were all watching him, waiting for him to make a decision, but after a long time, 047 sighed helplessly, and then threw the mottled nail sword in his hand.

Are you going to run away?

The demon hunters were faintly happy, but they seemed to have some sense of disappointment.

The much-anticipated Witcher, known as Medanzo, also has a mortal heart, fear, fear, and flight.

047 didn't respond to them, but just stood still, reaching out and vigorously breaking the buttons that had been twisted in the battle, and he struggled to remove the tattered iron armor bit by bit.

This is the armor of the Demon Hunter Order, the standard armor of all Demon Hunters, but 047 hates this thing, its role overlaps with Medanzo's power, every time the power is activated, the generated armor will be obscured by it, in his words, Medanzo Demon Hunter should wear loose robes.

A crisp crash sounded, and pieces of iron armor fell off 047's body, like a beast unbound, and he relaxed, and beneath the iron armor was a scarred body.

"No one will question your decision, we've done our best...... After all, we are only mortal. ”

A witcher tried to comfort 047, but 047 let out a hoarse laugh.

"Mortal...... Yes, we are mortal, with mortal inferiority, pathetic, weeping, abomination......"

047 muttered as he looked at his blood-stained hands.

"Small and fragile mortals, even if they usurp the forbidden power, cannot change anything, nor can they erase our fatal flaws. ”

The demon hunters were silent, as if to justify their escape, they had done their best, no one could hold back the tide of despair, but at that moment 047 lowered himself again, as if looking for something in the pool of blood, and then he found it.

It was a nail sword, a nail sword that looked fairly intact, and it looked extremely sharp compared to the one 047 had discarded.

"But it's just that we, who are so stubborn, burn up, and that light is scorching, isn't it?"

047 never thought of leaving, he put down the blade only to pick up the sharper one, and the blazing white fireworks ignited again, fading the iron armor only in exchange for stronger protection, so that the dense armor grew from the surface of the body.

In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black iron armor completely enveloped 047, and fireworks overflowed from the cracks in the armor, blazing brightly.

"It seems that everyone knows the inferiority of human beings...... So never put your hope in someone else, we are already standing at the gates of hell, don't pray to any god or anyone to save us!"

047 said as he stepped on the scarlet staircase towards the depths of the Basilica of Santa Nalo.

"If anyone doesn't have the courage to fight this battle, then leave!"

He kept going, his voice a little weak, but deafening.

"I don't want to fight with such a witcher, he is actually afraid of dying with his comrades. ”

047 couldn't help but think of 016, the words of her book, the king who spoke before the war, and then they won the seemingly impossible war.

But 047 is not a king, he doesn't have thousands of troops, he only has exhausted demon hunters around him, and a broken will to perish.

"From today until the end of the world, our feats today will be remembered forever!"

No, no one will remember you. 】

The voice of doubt sounded in his head, the devil named erosion tempted 047, but he endured it all and stubbornly roared.

"Our names will be sung like the eternal song, 047,063,053,051......"

He recited the name he had memorized, the iron-clad demon hunters with him.

"Whoever dies with me will be my brother, no matter how humble his position may be!"

047 clenched his nail sword and moved forward paranoidly, like a madman and a fool at the moment, saying big words that he didn't know, and headed for death.

In fact, he wanted to go back and see how many witchers were following him, but he was very afraid, afraid that he was the only one who would die alone.

But he still mustered up the courage and continued to shout.

"The sleeping witchers will weep and weep one day, and they will think that they are cursed to die with us here!"

Stepping through the glorious hall, the gate of heaven was close in front of him, and the angels and demons were embedded in the stone door, and they wept together, as if to pity 047, and as if to mock his stubbornness.

The violent tremors were getting closer and closer, and behind the gate, countless demons were walking along the stone walls, perhaps breaking through the restraints in the next second.

He was infinitely close to fear, but the courage and anger in his heart also burned to the extreme at this time.

Human beings can become human beings because they can restrain themselves, restrain greed, restrain jealousy, and restrain fear.

"It's enough for us people, and one more of them will share in the glory of our admiration!"

A heavy thud sounded, as if a monster was pounding the gate, and the gate of heaven was dusty and full of cracks.

047 set up the nail sword and headed for the gate of heaven.

He is the bearer of the eternal silent night, holding a torch to forge a path to hope in despair, burning himself and all darkness.

"Defend the Kingdom of Heaven!"

He roared, and his voice seemed so lonely in the sprawling church, like a ghost.

For a moment, 047 felt a sense of sadness that he had lost his soul, and sure enough, he was the only fool who died like this in the end, but then more voices responded to him, baptizing that sadness into burning anger.

"Defend the Kingdom of Heaven!"

The witchers roared.

The gates of heaven cracked at this moment, the faces of angels and demons shattered into thousands of fragments, twisted and strange bodies crawled out of the darkness, with the smell of death and meaningless whimpering, but the next moment blazing white fireworks ignited on the pitch-black iron armor, and they gathered together like the rain of fire in the Gospels.

A few people are bound to be thousands of horses.

......

Year 924 in the Invig calendar.

The Advent Night event erupted in the Stagnant Temple, and the Medanzo Demon Hunters confronted the demons at the Heavenly Gate at the first time, guarding the gates of Hell.

The witchers who fought in the aftermath of the event died in the endless fighting within the Stagnant Temple, ending the history of the Old Order.