Lead-gray clouds covered the city, and the gloomy Iron Curtain obscured most of the light, making the corner alley extremely dark.

Lorenzo leaned against the side of the street, his knife unabashedly in his hand, and the rain was falling, but fortunately due to the narrowness of the alley, it was barely a light rain compared to the street.

"Higg, you're eroded. ”

Lorenzo said indifferently that he had wanted to solve Higg's problem at home, but then he thought of all the things he had with Madame Vanroude, and Lorenzo finally gave up on it.

She said she wouldn't bring trouble home, so Lorenzo wouldn't kill people at home.

"What is erosion?"

Higg had lost the strength to stand, and his body and mind were tormented by strange pain, but the vision in front of him gradually became clear with the pain, and the closer he was to death, the stronger the beauty.

"It's a bit of a hassle to explain to you, presumably ...... You're going to die and turn into a monster. Lorenzo said.

Higg was not surprised by this result, he still remembered everything Moriarty said to himself at the time, it was a deal with the devil, and he had to pay for what he gained.

"So Lorenzo, were you hunting monsters before?"

"Pretty much ......"

There's no need to hide anything from Higg now, Lorenzo said directly.

Higg looked at the unfamiliar figure, and his tone was very light, yet so heavy.

"Then you look like a hero......"

No one would have imagined that the two would be so different, and the first time they would have a sincere conversation would be at this time, Higg also felt a little surprised, he always thought that he lived next door to an underworld Mahatma, but it turned out to be an urban hero.

Hell scenes, ghost conversations.

Lorenzo laughed suddenly, expecting it to be a battle full of unbearable and sad feelings, but in the end it turned into a conversation under the rain curtain, and he picked up a cigarette and lit it in the wind and rain, and a faint smoke rose.

"It's not your fault, Higg, because of me, you've been discovered by the darkness, because you've been targeted by what so-called 'phototaxis' you've been trying to keep from happening......"

Lorenzo suddenly fell silent, he didn't look at Higg, with his experience, Higg couldn't escape his pursuit, but at this moment Lorenzo was a little sad and blamed himself.

During his long life in the Old Dunling, Lorenzo knew very well what he was, he was not a pure human being, nor was he a pure monster, he was a walker between the two, between morning and dusk.

During this time, Loren had avoided contact with others, so he had few friends, rarely talked to Madame vanroude, and was cold to Higg as his roommate.

Because Lorenzo knew very well that he had secret blood flowing in his body, and this forbidden blood ignited a blazing fire in the darkness, illuminating not only himself, but also the people around him, allowing those strange demons to glimpse their existence.

Lorenzo knew this as early as when Seleu was targeted by Lawrence, Seleu was too close to him, and was illuminated by the light of sin, but fortunately, Lorenzo saved all this in the end, so that the tragedy did not happen, but this time he failed, he failed to save Higg, he was eroded by Moriarty.

In fact, without Moriarty, Higg would have been targeted by another madman, of course, it could have been a demon, and it could even have been Lady Van Loude who had suffered all this......

Oh, yes...... They were too close to themselves, protected by the unknown darkness, but they were illuminated by their own light.

"Am I getting too carried away?"

Lorenzo looked at the white expanse of the street and asked himself.

It was a good start to kill Lawrence himself and get a new life in the fireworks, Lorenzo had a perfect Birthday of God, the usually violent landlord became gentle, his indifferent roommates chatted with him, and he got to know some not-so-reliable but funny people, even though they were all code-names with a bunch of weird bird names.

This is a good new beginning, a new life, just like 047 often said to himself in his memories, go to the old Dunling, choose a name for himself, and start a new life.

Lorenzo thought he was living a new life, but he was still too carried away, and the demons in the darkness came back to him.

In this way, all efforts were in vain, and everything went back to the beginning, like this, day after day.

"So Higg, what does Moriarty want to do?"

Lorenzo's heart grew stronger, as cold as stone, and he looked at the fallen Higg, and his veins began to turn blue, like a tree-like tattoo, crawling along his neck.

The game begins, which is also part of the game, a level, Moriarty doesn't like to torture those ordinary people, because he doesn't think it's funny, then he also has a certain purpose for attacking Higg, and that purpose ultimately points in the direction of himself.

Lorenzo walked slowly towards Higg with a gloomy face, but at that moment he seemed to realize something, and stepped into the white rain curtain of the street.

Quiet, so quiet.

In some time, all the noise was gone, and there were no other pedestrians in the streets, and no iron snakes and carriages passed by.

Lorenzo couldn't see the building behind the rain curtain, all the windows and doors were closed, like a gray-black city wall trapped Lorenzo here, there were lights on behind the rain curtain, the light was blurred, as if a huge monster was watching him after the heavy rain.

Then a sudden sound of wind broke the peace, and the sharp sword light cut through the rain, and the witcher fell from the sky, exerting a thousand great forces on this nail sword, falling like a guillotine.

Leaning back, the sword slashed ferociously into the ground and made a splash, followed by Lorenzo's return fire, the folding knife stirring up a semicircle, bringing up blood and rain to force the witcher back.

"Witchers of the New Order?"

Lorenzo asked, but the witcher didn't seem to reply, just remained silent, he raised his nail sword, and confronted Lorenzo as a tiger.

The rain was pouring down, and Lorenzo didn't have time to care about Higg's life or death, an alienated demon was less threatening than a witcher.

But at the same time, Lorenzo wondered, could this be part of Moriarty's game, but what was the point of sending a witcher to attack him...... Now Lorenzo is heavily armed, and he can even blow up this street if he wants to.

It's hard for such a single witcher to pose a threat to himself, perhaps......

He thought so, and almost as soon as the witcher made his move, he drew the shotgun under his coat and fired it in the other direction, the blazing fireworks fleeting under the rain curtain, but the brilliant light still lingered for a moment, forming a flaming fiery serpent.

The witcher's sword slashed through the air, and Lorenzo was quicker than he was, and ripples erupted in the stagnant water, and along the cover of the fiery serpent, the folding knife pierced through the white rain curtain, intertwined with the nail sword, and then stabbed into the chest of another witcher.

There was still a slight confusion on his rain-soaked face, as if he didn't understand how Lorenzo had discovered himself.

"Erosion...... The ascension of the arcane blood comes with erosion, and that exposes you. ”

Lorenzo whispered in his ear, then flipped the knife to further the wound, and in the process inserted the shotgun back under his jacket, grabbing the witcher he had stabbed as if he were hugging a close friend, Lorenzo holding him into the dead corner of the wall, using his body as a shield in front of Lorenzo.

He leaned his back against the corner wall, using the hapless witcher as his shield, Lorenzo holding his head, limiting his gaze to the corner and not seeing what was behind him.

"Don't move, if you continue to activate the secret blood, trust me, my knife is fast. ”

Lorenzo warns that he hopes that the threat of death will control the witcher, otherwise he will be desperate to raise the secret blood, and in the current situation, Lorenzo is really not sure that he will be powerless in a short time.

The rain was too quiet until the faint erosion exposed it, and as Lorenzo saw through it, the witchers no longer hid themselves, and the countless erosions spread in the rain, and chaos was woven into everything, and there were gray-black shadows coming slowly from behind the rain curtain, like dead people digging graves.

Lorenzo did not act rashly, but quickly analyzed the situation.

The game begins, or rather, the hunt for Lorenzo Holmes begins.

This is the Old Dunling, these witchers have appeared before their eyes unabashedly, and they are no longer afraid of the Purifier, or is there some deal that the Purifier has finally made with them, and Lorenzo is part of that deal?

Sure enough, these dog things can't be trusted, after all, they are all guys working for the mysterious Queen Victoria.

Everyone is on the same side because of different desires, and when there is a difference in that desire, unity will break down.

Could that be Moriarty's purpose? He felt that the time was ripe to act at this moment.

Lorenzo's heart sank, if the Purifier chose the Protestants, then there was no hope of fighting them, at least for now, Lorenzo knew the Purifier's terrifying control over the city, and he knew about the mass-produced three generations of Original Sin Armor.

Suddenly, the witcher who was held hostage by Lorenzo struggled violently, Lorenzo did not hesitate, and was ready to draw his knife and kill him directly, but the folding knife was imprisoned in flesh and blood.

During the time that Lorenzo pondered, the witcher's terrifying resilience came into play, and the flesh and blades became entangled, causing Lorenzo to draw his sword with a slight delay.

This short delay seemed so fatal at this moment, the witcher who was held hostage directly broke free of Lorenzo's restraints, clenched the folding knife that pierced into his chest with both hands, and at this moment, the witchers scattered around him quickly killed with nail swords in hand.

Lorenzo immediately let go of the folding knife and kicked the witcher in front of him to the side, while raising the shotgun and firing, in the preload, Lorenzo only loaded one dragon's breath bullet, and the next were ordinary shotguns, the projectiles penetrated the rain curtain, but had little effect on the witchers.

The swords staggered with sparkling light, and in an instant they were in front of Lorenzo, who was close to the dead end behind him to avoid being attacked on his back.

The clash between the old and new witchers unfolded in an instant.

Lorenzo always had a good habit, the battle with demons was always high-intensity, and the weapons wore out quickly, so he brought several folding knives on his body, and directly threw up two of them, bringing the knife light.

The twin blades met the edge of the nail sword, and at the same time the secret blood rose, and dense iron armor formed along the surface of the skin, covering Lorenzo's body and protecting him.

Like a dark beast, it broke through the rain curtain and brought blood.

The demon hunters didn't seem to expect Lorenzo to react so much, and directly unleashed his power, and the corresponding blazing white light also rose in their pupils.

The power of the rage was circulating in the body, and if it was not stopped, the entire neighborhood would be reduced to rubble.

A loud whistle sounded, something rushed through the rain, and the bright light was like a sword blade, cutting through all obstacles.

The Iron Serpent roared into the middle of the battlefield, it was not a regular Iron Serpent, but a reinforced armored Iron Serpent, the iron armor was raised one by one, accompanied by a surge of steam, Father Anthony shouted loudly.

"Stop!"

The witchers were familiar with the sound, and with Father Anthony's roar, they all stopped fighting, and the furious beast stopped swinging its knives and watched cautiously.

Everything that happened here was hidden from the Purifier, and countless large Geiger counters covered the city, and Lorenzo thought it would be Arthur, but he didn't expect it to be Father Anthony.

Now that everything was clear, the Purifier had reached a cooperation with the Protestant Order, and at this moment the other man stepped down from the Iron Serpent, and Arthur raised his black umbrella and looked at Lorenzo with a solemn gaze.

"We need to talk, Lorenzo Holmes. Arthur said with a serious expression.

With the previous mental preparation, it was not surprising for these Lorenzo, the iron armor peeled off, revealing his calm face.

"What are you talking about?"

"A lot of things about you...... For the treatment of the pseudo-chalice. Anthony answered.

"So that's your deal?"

The knife was pointed at the witchers, and the blazing whiteness in Lorenzo's eyes burned silently, with no intention of subduing it.

"If I say it's a misunderstanding, it's ridiculous, right, so there's no need to wrap it up in words," Anthony said directly, "yes, that's how we deal with it, you're an extremely dangerous witcher who knows all the methods of hunting, not to mention the pseudo-chalice you carry on you." ”

Anthony wanted to continue to say something, but then Arthur walked over quickly, he was not afraid of Lorenzo at the moment, just pressed his head and whispered in his ear.

"I'm sorry, Lorenzo, this is the Queen's order. ”

As he spoke, more iron snakes arrived, and the Purifier appeared as the rain steam swelled, mixed with the sound of steel, a hideous gray silhouette, standing not far from here.