All known common sense is cleared, and the world of common sense collapses completely.

Lorenzo felt like he was in constant free fall, shattering world after world, crashing backwards from the streets of Old Dunling to the endless ocean until everything fell into eerie darkness.

This is the world of spirits, born out of the struggle between two consciousnesses.

Fury obscured Lorenzo's thoughts, how could a metal blade shred a consciousness, not to mention that everything was now built on a spiritual foundation.

Lorenzo let out an angry roar, he was just a little bit close, he was close to killing Imam Lawrence completely.

Pouring out all his resentment, he calmed down and took a closer look at the darkness in front of him.

Be sane, stay sane.

After the rage came the sober fear, and now his consciousness was entangled with that of Imam Lawrence, and at the same time that he was influencing Imam Lawrence, Imam Lawrence was also influencing him.

"Watson!"

Lorenzo cried out, he had no idea what was going on in the gap, and now he could only pin his hopes on that eerie pseudo-chalice.

But there was no response, only Lorenzo's own voice echoed in the darkness), as if at the bottom of a deep well, and no one paid attention to his presence.

"Watson!"

Lorenzo roared again.

He made a deal with Watson that she would assist Lorenzo in killing Sheikh Lawrence, but now she no longer responded to Lorenzo's calls.

Some looked blankly at the darkness, and no one answered, like a child crying to himself, and no one cared.

After a long silence, Lorenzo sneered.

Sure enough, this kind of thing can't be trusted!

Lorenzo was annoyed, but then the hellish metaphor came back to his mind.

Maybe Watson is still keeping the agreement, but from her point of view, the agreement is a little special.

Yes, in Watson's parable, she is a human being, and she is just a poor ant, how can a humble ant see the landscape of human beings?

The thin sound echoed in the ear), as if there were hundreds of snakes swimming, and the cold scales rubbed against each other, making a slight but cold sound.

Lorenzo didn't even know how long it had been, maybe days, but maybe only a few minutes, the human will was fragile in absolute darkness.

Perhaps those who have undergone anterior lobotomy surgery are facing such a world.

Nothing can go out, no one can come in, only desperate cries, in this strange darkness back dàng).

Wrong...... That's not true.

Lorenzo seemed to realize something, and he looked into the darkness, his somewhat confused eyes beginning to harden, like a boulder.

"This is, the world of spirits. ”

He emphasized, the voice is like thunder.

Thus a crack appeared in the darkness, which glowed with light, and then completely collapsed.

Behind the pitch-black curtain was the familiar Imam Lawrence, who watched as Lorenzo clapped his hands gently.

"You're a quick learner, kid. ”

It's still the battlefield of the wilderness, but it's like going back in time, the traces left by the previous battle are gone, and the [gap] with Lorenzo is the same, no matter how it is destroyed, when Lorenzo returns again, there will still be a bench erected on the uninhabited ice field.

This time Lorenzo no longer had the same rage as before, he looked at Imam Lawrence calmly, as he said, this is the spiritual world, the common sense of the real world is not common here, what can really dominate is the strength of the will.

It was the trap of Imam Lawrence just now, and if he didn't realize this, he would probably fall into the deep darkness, like the erosion in a dream, and become a puppet of demons little by little.

"So...... Is this just a decoration?"

Looking at his folding knife, which was still stained with blood, it seemed that Lorenzo's previous fights were all weak attacks.

"No, you did hurt me, at this moment we are the embodiment of the will, killing each other, then it is equivalent to real death. ”

Imam Lawrence said slowly.

"You're a quick learner, and the first time I tried [Gap], I was a lot more embarrassed than you. ”

Lorenzo clenched his folding knife, hesitated.

He didn't know whether Imam Lawrence's words were true or false, this old thing was very weird.

"We are the masters of this spiritual world, and we can mold it into different shapes at will. ”

Imam Lawrence waved his hand, and the red-hot clouds were cleared, leaving nothing beside the bright red flames.

Lorenzo remembered this, and Medanzo had explained to him that when they had the power of the Interval, it all went with their whims.

"If that's the case, it's funny. ”

Lorenzo replied, clenching his hands so hard that the ground began to crumble, and solid rocks rose from beneath the surface like a forest of stones, and the interlaced spears formed a cage.

"Yes, exactly. ”

Imam Lawrence smiled and nodded, not caring at all about the rocks that were gradually wrapping around him.

It seems that Lorenzo really doesn't quite understand the composition of this world, this is the world of spirits, the world of [gaps]...... Imam Lawrence's [Gap].

This is his home field, he has always held the initiative, but he has been showing weakness, just like Lorenzo said, while Laurence Imam is eroding Lorenzo, Lorenzo can find him, and at this moment Laurence Imam is infinitely close to Lorenzo, he is gradually eroding Lorenzo, and he is not aware of it at all.

The knives flew by, not so much the damage caused by the weapon, but the two wills fighting each other.

Just as he was about to make contact, Imam Lawrence suddenly burst out.

The rock crumbled, the dust dàng) rose, and then a nail sword missed the falling knife and hit Lorenzo's mouth directly.

The sturdy armor resisted the advance of the sword's tip, but soon Laureus Deflected the blade of the sword, following the lines of the armor into the gap, piercing Lorenzo.

The erosion began.

Using the nail sword as a medium, an eerie madness rose in Lorenzo's mind, and memories of the past began to flash in his vision, constantly overlapping, and finally the huge amount of information almost tore Lorenzo's mind apart.

This is the battle between wills, and everything before that was a temptation by Imam Lawrence.

Then a painful familiarity emerges, just as Lorenzo did when he killed Horner.

This is a way for the will to die, only now it is Lorenzo who is dead.

"There are so many things you have to learn, kid, it's a pity that you don't have the opportunity. ”

Sheikh Lawrence's voice echoed in his ears), he had been preparing for all this for too long, and he didn't know how long ago he knew about the power of the [gap], but he only really used it now.

Like a leaf in a torrent, constantly tumbling, crushed and recast by a nameless force, Lorenzo shouted as the name of Lorenzo Holmes was about to disappear in the violent erosion, and with the last of his strength, with the only sanity, Lorenzo shouted.

"Watson!"

Whispering the demon's name, she was summoned.

At this moment, the two wills were completely entangled, and Imam Lawrence captured Lorenzo, and conversely, Lorenzo also captured him...... Watson caught him.

So Imam Lawrence was horrified to see the arm that was sticking out along Lorenzo's wound.

The white and slender arm, which was still stained with a little blood, and then she pulled it hard, like a pregnant fetus, out of the mother's body.

She tore open Lorenzo's chamber.

What a blasphemous scene, like a mysterious parasite, the woman's half-cut body protruding from Lorenzo's cracked body, and she grasped the nail sword with one hand, while the other hand rested on the cheek of Imam Lawrence.

In any case, Imam Lawrence would not have imagined that Lorenzo's will was mixed with such strange things, she was the sophisticated predator, waiting only to attack and assassinate at this most critical moment.

She caressed it gently, and Sheikh Lawrence couldn't help but make eye contact with it, and on that delicate face, the familiar face flew by, and all the faces that he remembered flashed in his mind one by one.

It's weird.

Instead of Morrance, Patriarch Lawrence calmed down, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this woman somewhere.

Then there was a peace that had never been before, and it seemed that it was not bad to die like this at the moment.

In the woman's eyes, he saw his old self, like overlapping mirrors stretching all the way, and Watson's gaze passed through his vision, chasing all the way along the [gap].

The hand went all the way down, strangely blending into his body...... Or in her will, she slowly grasped the beating heart and clenched it a little bit.

In the distant port of Rendona, the plague doctor seemed to feel something, and he looked to the other side of the cabin, where Imam Lawrence was sitting quietly in a chair, surrounded by molten red candles, and wax oil flowing along the lines that had been carved long, like some mysterious and mysterious sacrifice.

This is another mysterious alchemy matrix, different from the "winter" that maintains the suppression, the utility of this alchemy matrix is to enhance the range of [gap] shuttle, and the scientific point is to strengthen the signal coverage area, so that even if Patriarch Lawrence is here, he can also touch the old Dunling.

The old man in the chair began to twitch slightly, and the epidemic doctor walked over with some curiosity, in his impression, when Imam Lawrence shuttled, he had never behaved like this.

But then he stopped, and it was a very indefinite instinct that something was coming, some indescribable monster had arrived...... Using the body of Imam Lawrence as a medium.

The plague doctor felt a chill in his heart, and then he saw blood dripping from the closed eyes of Patriarch Lawrence.