The night once again shrouded the old Dunling, and the moonlight could only reveal a faint brightness in the gloom, lighting up the heavy lead ash slightly, and the huge steel whale swam in the clouds of the night sky in the icy cold wind, and the blinding bright light swept down, stirring the turbid mist.

Higg walked on the misty streets, and in the winter the weather in Old Dunling was extremely wet and cold, with huge steam gushing out of the underground pipes, and the warm gas that had not yet cooled brought a thin mist of water, and there was no place to avoid the cold.

His cheeks were a little emaciated, and he swayed as if he had lost his soul.

In fact, this was not his way home, and under the gaze of the street lamp, Higg could not bear the restlessness in his heart, and it seemed that another voice was whispering in his ear, urging him to step into the abyss of sin.

"Damn! Damn!"

Higg suddenly scolded angrily, his somewhat pale and sickly face showed an intolerable hideousness, and he kicked the street lamp beside him angrily, and let out bursts of iron roars, and then Higg seemed to calm down, and his ugly face was reflected in the shallow sewage under his feet.

For a moment he was stunned, a little unable to believe that the person in the water could be himself, and then a painful scream came from his throat, and he stumbled to the corner of the street, sat directly by the garbage heap, grabbed his hair hard, and curled up.

Pedestrians didn't pay attention to it, because there were so many people like Higg that every day in Old Dunling would fall under pressure, some chose to leave the suffocating city, and some chose to fall and the lower town became their new home.

Higg slowly raised his head in the darkness, his eyes full of exhaustion, like a dying man.

He was in pain, very painful.

In fact, contrary to Lorenzo's thoughts, Higg did not work overtime at the factory during this time, and he was fired from the factory a long time ago because he was caught by his boss taking hallucinogens.

The factories tried to win the production of the new steam tram, and there were several other factories competing with them, and in order to win the order, these factories secretly fought several times, including sending reporters to infiltrate the factories to check the working conditions of the workers, and some other aspects, and then suppressed public opinion.

The boss was obviously scared, and in order not to be caught, he fired Higg directly, after all, the official attitude towards hallucinogens is very bad, and he doesn't want to lose such a large amount of business because of this little thing.

So Higg lost his job, just because he was using hallucinogens, but it was clear that every mechanic in the factory was using it.

The mechanics felt that this thing would take them into the heavenly environment, and that it was the best reliever in a place like the factory where the heat was oppressive.

He couldn't believe it at first, and Higg tried to stay, but was kicked out by the security guards, and he spent a long time in the streets before finally returning to Cork Street in a daze.

This is a big difference, one moment he is a very glamorous mechanic, but the next moment he is on the streets, and Higg is trying to apply elsewhere, but no one needs a mechanic who smokes hallucinogens, let alone this is the old Dunling, where the world's first steam engine was born, and where mechanics are extremely rare in the outside world.

It was a terrible day.

Born into a modest family, Higg worked in a bakery for a long time to satisfy his mechanical dreams, exchanging all his savings for a train ticket to Old Dunling.

He still remembered how he felt, and Higg poked his head out of the car window, looking at the scenery that kept sweeping backwards, and there was no sadness about leaving home in his heart, but an irrepressible ecstasy.

Higg left, and at that time he thought that the world was divided into two parts, one was the town where he had lived since childhood, and beyond the train tracks was the new world, and the wild dogs ran happily towards the inexplicable unknown, and he didn't care about what happened next.

There was nothing to feel sorry for, and although Higg had been on the train for days, there was no sense of tiredness in his eyes, for he knew that with every second that had passed, the distance between him and Old Dunling was getting closer.

It's almost there, and the place where I want to go.

The hazy mist condensed on the window railing overhead, and the unfrozen water droplets fell, and the cold touch sobered Higg a little, but when he sobered up, he remembered Lady Van Lou's face again.

Every time I thought of that vicious and somewhat kind face, Higg never felt pain.

He was like a wild dog scurrying about, and it was Madame van Lou who took him in when he shivered in the alley, and she was not as irritable as she is now, and he became the first tenant of 121A Cork Street.

Lady Van Lou was like a relative to Higg, although she was not very kind, but she made Higg, without her Higg would have frozen to death one night.

Therefore, every time he faced Lady Vanlou, Higg had an indescribable sense of guilt, as if he had disappointed her, he didn't want Lady Vanlou to find out, and he was even thinking about whether to move away from Cork Street, it was better to say goodbye than to stand in front of her in shame.

Slowly standing up, Higg continued to walk, and suddenly looked up at the unfamiliar street scene, it seemed that Higg had come to a strange place in that confusion, but he had lived in Old Dunling for a long time, and he did not expect that he would become unfamiliar with this city one day.

Tall buildings stand in a forest, in the dark night as if the minions of countless monsters, the street lamps are also different from their familiarity, under the deformed development of the old Dunling, in fact, there are still many areas without electricity, it seems that here is also, all the gas lamps, in the fog not far away, there are still lamplighters moving forward, and then the lights of his walk are lit up one after another.

It was late at night, but he didn't want to go home yet, he hated Madame Van Lou's stern kindness, he rarely felt Wen's presence in others, she was a light in Higg's heart compared to his parents who had kicked him out of the house.

But he didn't want the light to be disappointed by him, and he walked in confusion, and the huge building peeked out of the mist, and a little light flickered in it, and Higg was slightly startled, and then heard the faint chant.

This is a church.

Hundreds of years ago, Invig also submitted to the powerful Holy Papal States, through those white-robed missionaries and sword-wielding Templar Knights, the Evangelical Church also entered the world of Invig, although in recent years, Invig has forgotten its existence, but there are still many churches in the old Dunling, but they are only hidden by the buildings built later, you can only hear faint chants and prayers, but you can't find the existence of the building.

To Higg's surprise, the church was not concealed in the slightest, and appeared in such a generous way between the streets, behind the steel bars was the illuminated gate of the church, on which there were countless gargoyles, guarding this sacred place.

Higg seemed to remember what this place was, this was St. Mary's Cathedral, and this part of the East City was once a meeting place for those evangelical believers, but as the number of believers gradually decreased, it was also lonely, and even the name was forgotten, and Higg had read stories about this place in books.

The whole church is built of white stone, pure and pure, even at night, and many people have forgotten its name, but instead call it by this remarkable feature.

Whitechapel.

Just as Higg was thinking, the iron door suddenly opened, and a man who seemed to be a priest was standing not far away and looking at him with a smile, his hair was gray, and his face was full of wrinkles, but in the middle of the night in the cold winter, Higg actually felt a little warm under his gaze, just like the sun.

"Excuse me......"

"You must be very confused, don't you, do you need me to listen for you?"

Without waiting for Higg to say anything, the priest took the lead, and then he walked sideways, as if inviting Higg, and the door of the Whitechapel slowly opened.

Higg wanted to refuse, he didn't believe in any so-called gods, as a mechanic he believed in absolute reason and reality, and he believed in the omnipotence of machines to the extreme than the gods of nothingness, so what is the difference between omnipotent machines and gods.

He thought so, but for a moment he did not refuse, as if he had been instructed something, he nodded his head and walked into the white church.

......

"So where are we going?"

Lorenzo sat in the carriage, the view out of the window flew by, and at this moment they were speeding down the streets of Old Dunling, the galloping wind stirring up the fog as if there were ghosts running wildly.

"Purification Agency, Mr. Holmes, if your assumption is true, Old Dunling will now be under threat like never before. ”

Compared to Lorenzo, Joey's god at this moment is undoubtedly much more serious, he is like a cold weapon, just waiting for the enemy to appear.

"But that's just a conjecture. ”

"But your so-called conjecture is a possibility, within the purification agency we have deduced several plans for the collapse of the city and the division of the kingdom, and proposed different solutions to this plan, and the final result is that some of the plans really happened, and the situation was well controlled and resolved in our foresight. ”

Joey said and looked out the window to determine the location, it seemed that this guy was indeed in a hurry.

"In other words, according to the normal course of history, your purification mechanism and even Invig have already been destroyed several times?"

Lorenzo was a little surprised, what Joey said was like a prophecy within the Demon Hunter Order, those Demon Hunters of the Shang Da Feng branch always chattered about the death of others, and the two were actually similar, but what Joey said was much more true.

"It is precisely because we have avoided the possibility of destruction, and since the history of that destruction has been avoided, there is no such thing as a history. ”

"Like branches?"

Lorenzo said that he chose one path after another, but these people already knew what was coming up next and responded accordingly.

"That's about it. ”

He replied.

The carriage ran wildly through the streets, like a galloping chariot, and after a long time it finally stopped, and at this moment Lorenzo appeared in front of him countless soldiers, all of whom were pointing their weapons at the carriage, and from the understanding of Lorenzo's equipment for so long that Lorenzo had "cooperated" with the Purifier, it was an aluminum rifle, and one round of fire was enough to melt everything.

"This is your purification agency?"

Lorenzo didn't show any anger on his lips, but the secret blood had already begun to kick in, and he didn't trust this group of people very much.

"Calm down, Mr. Holmes, please. ”

The soldiers dispersed, and out of it came the kestrels, which Lorenzo did not expect to be him.

"How do you know I'm not calm enough?"

Lorenzo thought that Xu was in good control and that there was no possibility of detection, but he saw the kestrel raise its hand, and on it was a Geiger counter, and its index was rising slightly.

"I didn't expect that to be sensitive. ”

Lorenzo said coldly, but the index was still rising, and he didn't intend to give anyone face.

"This is just for the sake of safety, after all, you also know, we are just a group of mortals, but we are fighting against demons, what you are going to next is the headquarters of the purification mechanism, in order to prevent the high-level from being eroded by demons, we have put a lot of effort into it, these are just security forces. ”

Unlike the Demon Hunters, they don't have the black technology of the Apocalypse, and their only armor technology is also from Jiuxia in exchange for precious steam technology.

Within the Demon Hunter Order, the noble magnates are guarded by the Demon Hunters of the Medanzo Branch, they are the Heavenly Guards, Lorenzo's power is obvious to all, but among these Divine Guards, he is still not the strongest, and even only ranks in the middle.

There have been examples of demons successfully invading the Seven Hills in the history of the Order, but under the protection of the powerful Medanzo branch witchers, the Cathedral of San Nalo survived the night in a flood of demons, and the blood that flowed soaked the entire Seven Hills Place, and the only thing they could do was to stain the doors of the church with blood.

When the dawn came, the doors were opened, and the Pope knelt unharmed before the Holy Cross, followed by the cardinals, whispering prayers as loud as bells.

But there would never be another such thing, Lorenzo whispered to himself.

Finally, Kestrel pulled out a pair of blindfolds and handed them to Lorenzo.

"That's all?"

"Yes, we don't want the location of the Purifier to be revealed, these soldiers are just guarding here, and I'll take you there. ”

Lorenzo looked at him suspiciously, but finally took the blindfold, if the purifier had an idea about him, they would have done it a long time ago, there was no need to worry about that, of course, it was also possible, they didn't figure out how to deal with themselves before, and now they found a way.

But Lorenzo didn't say anything, and honestly put on the blindfold, and in his opinion, he was a little curious about what the mysterious purification mechanism would look like.