In the end, the so-called demons became spectators, wailing and fleeing, only to be inevitably engulfed in swords and fireworks, black and blazing white, turning into a thick gray storm that swept across the battlefield.

Ed was finally relieved, and after the cold voice disappeared, he finally found a temporary peace, and then fought Lorenzo with fireworks and silver swords.

Both of them are uncomfortable at the moment, like overloaded machines, on the verge of collapse.

The secret blood comes from demons, even if it has become controllable through the efforts of the Order for hundreds of years, it does not mean that this strange thing has been tamed, it is still in the body of the demon hunter, waiting for the moment of counterattack.

Just as the Purification Mechanism formulates the value of the Original Sin Armor, the secret blood also has its critical value, and the critical value is not the same according to different types of secret blood, but it is clear that the limit of a witcher's strength is the critical value when he is sane, but once the secret blood breaks through the critical value, the witcher's body will begin to demonize.

Every Demon Hunter is a terrible individual machine, and the price of demonization is out of control, that is a terrible person who can hunt demons under normal conditions, and once he is out of control, he is a hideous dragon, so the Evangelical Church has a series of insurance facilities for the Demon Hunters, such as the Templar Knights, which specialize in dealing with events related to Demon Hunters, and the silver bolt that is choked on the throat of every Demon Hunter.

The body was collapsing, and the surging holy silver was spreading and scorching Ed's life in the blood, but the secret blood that kept awakening was also healing Ed's injuries, and it proliferated wildly, and as the silver bolt melted, it began to gradually lose its limits, until Ed's body was completely demonized.

It was a pure white demon, with an incomparably holy flame, baptizing the earth and all living things, but in the midst of it there was always resistance, and several thorns rushed out of the flames, entangled Eddard to death.

Lorenzo strode in with the black sword in his hand, and there were no witchers left in front of him, only a poor man devoured by secret blood, a demon waiting to be slaughtered.

"Attack!"

Ed roared, and the demons around him became agitated, their instincts warning them of Lorenzo's danger, but the order from Ed forced them to obey.

"Kill him!"

It was another order, and the boiling fireworks burned all the thorns, and Ed rushed towards Lorenzo like a beast out of trouble, and with his second order, the swaying demons rushed with him to Lorenzo, with a hoarse wail, like a mournful soul.

There was a little more solemnity in the pupils under the visor, and Ed did it again.

According to Lorenzo's knowledge in the Demon Hunting Order, mortals can't control demons at all, even simple control requires a lot of sacrifices, and even at their own cost, but now Ed can do it so easily.

Time was a terrible thing, Lorenzo had thought it was all over, but in just six years, more and more things beyond his imagination appeared on the world, such as dead demons, such as Ed's strange powers.

The swords clashed, and there was another roar.

"What did you do? Why can you control demons?"

Lorenzo's voice came from beneath the pitch-black armor, muddy and heavy, with the sound of metal.

"I want to know, I can exchange answers with you. ”

Ed smiled arrogantly, as a witcher he has been fighting against the darkness all his life, even if he has the power that can command demons, but the dignity of a demon hunter is difficult for him to use, but at this moment he used it, and for the first time he got the bargaining chip with Lorenzo.

They both harbored secrets that the other wanted to know, so the pure flame rose, and the black armor collapsed.

It was already a battle beyond ordinary people's imagination, the dark night was boiling bright, the air was scorching, and endless demons were like moths to a fire, surging meaninglessly, and then dying, the ashes of corpses falling like snowflakes dotted this death match.

Lorenzo was silent, the warning from the Silver Bolt in his mind was still there, unlike Ed, he would not easily break through the threshold, which would not only bring an increase in strength, but also the loosening of the cage, after all, he had seen it in the [gap], and the monster had been longing to be freed.

"Say!"

Ed roared, the flaming blade slashed fiercely, his eyes were blazing white, and the solid black armor was finally shaken under this swing of the sword, like broken ice, and the pitch-black armor flew, but under that it was not a blood-stained wound, but a boiling and burning firework.

Lorenzo didn't try to dodge the attack, in the critical state, there was no need to dodge any attack, the unbridled growth of secret blood was his best backing at the moment, and the pitch-black blade was also cut down, breaking the fireworks, but in the end it was resisted by the metal substance.

Under Lorenzo's sword, the crazy fireworks were contained for the first time, out of the dazzling light, and Lorenzo saw Ed's hideous face again.

It was a suffocating scene, and even the witcher in front of him was no longer human, hot metal pouring out of his features, cast like pig iron, melting and solidifying along his body, and finally mixed with the deformed growth of blood.

Even Lorenzo's sword-swinging blow tore through the fragile skin, and underneath it was the solidified Holy Silver, which formed a second line of defense under the skin to resist Lorenzo's attack, but the same pair of demonic poisonous substances were also sealing the secret blood in Ed's body.

"You...... Your silver bolt is completely melted, and Eddard is going to die. ”

Lorenzo's voice was a little cold, in fact, he wanted to bring something to say, the hatred of the fall of the witcher, the sorrow of the dying man, but when it came to his lips, it was only cold.

The Silver Bolt, the most perfect technical product of the Evangelical Church, is a device composed of holy silver and mechanical equipment, in the shape of a metal skeleton similar to the human body.

It was a weapon specially forged for the witcher, and after the witcher successfully absorbed the secret blood, the implantation of the silver bolt would be carried out, which was a cruel operation, and only the witcher could withstand this transformation operation if the secret blood awakened and reached a physiological ability far beyond ordinary people.

In its normal state, the Silver Bolt protects the witcher's internal organs, and even if it is hit by a bullet, it will be blocked by the metal deeper in the blood, but when the secret blood awakens, it will be the last shackle to contain the witcher.

Nerve electrodes spread from the spine, with a delicate mechanical structure, which adjusts the function of the silver bolt according to electrical signals, and when the witcher's secret blood awakens, it activates to warn according to the state of the nerve and the degree of awakening of the secret blood, but when the witcher begins to irreversibly demonize, it will begin to melt.

The silver inside overflows as it melts, it will begin to expand along the skeleton of the witcher, and finally burn the internal organs completely, and this is not the end, it will form a blockade in the melting process, sealing the secret blood in the holy silver, waiting for the Templar to recover it and use it for a second time.

At this moment, Ed's is like this, the silver bolt is completely melted, and the holy silver has flowed through all of his body, it stands to reason that the holy silver will solidify, and Ed will die like a sculpture, but this Michael witcher has a will far beyond imagination, and the rising pure flame constantly produces high temperatures, so that the holy silver cannot be solidified, as long as the flame is still burning, Ed can continue to fight.

The demons of silver and white flame swung their blades again, and there was no so-called pain, and only fury was left in his heart, so the demons were also furious with him, and the demons that came from running bit Lorenzo's body, they didn't want to attack, they just wanted to trap him.

There were as many of them as a sea of sand, stacking Lorenzo so hard that even the pitch-black blade had no room to wield, and finally Ed leapt high, carrying fireworks and holy silver, like falling meteors, bursting with the brightest light.

The flames engulfed together, and even the pitch-black armor melted in the last ray, and as for the demons, they dissipated like dust in just a moment.

The sword had been blown off, and so had the black armor under the sword, and Ed seemed to have won, and Lorenzo under the armor was gone, as if the demon had dispersed with the wind.

He finally won, but he seemed a little lonely, but the moment he let his guard down, the metal tore through the air, bringing a thunderous roar.

Lorenzo leapt high in mid-air, his sword burning with pure flames.

The witcher abandoned his armor at the last moment, successfully dodging the fatal blow, and also made a death illusion to make Ed relax, and at this moment he unleashed the deadliest blow.

The body is in the air, and the sword is tightly spun around in a forceful rotation, so that the speed of the blade reaches the maximum. This is a very risky attack, as long as Ed senses the slightest Lorenzo in advance and will be hit like a target, but it is also a very rewarding blow, as long as it can be cut enough to end the fight.

This is a blow that contains sacrifice in swordsmanship, giving up oneself and living to death.

It was the falling knife that put an end to all this madness.

A huge wound burst from Ed's mouth, and the uncoagulated Holy Silver, along with the deformed blood, was at peace in this moment, whether it was resentment or grief.

Like the end of a heroic drama, Ed stood stunned, his hand raised in the air to meet the attack hung weakly, and finally the whole person was dumped in the liquid holy silver.

"Is this the end? It's so sad. ”

Soaked in the liquid holy silver, the face covered by the holy silver said with some unwillingness, and the rising fireworks also stopped at this moment, gradually extinguished, leaving only the embers to burn slightly, looking extremely sad.

"Do you want one?"

Lorenzo spoke, but without waiting for Ed's reply, he stuck a cigarette on top of the embers, lit it, and placed it on Ed's parched mouth.

"What is this?"

Even if he was about to die, the witcher's senses still detected the abnormality of the cigarette, and Ed asked weakly.

"Toxins, it will paralyze your nerves and eventually kill yourself. ”

Lorenzo said as he lit a cigarette for himself, then looked down at him.

"The secret blood will still support you for a while, and you will be tortured by the holy silver for a while, so you might as well just die, right?"

"Euthanasia?"

"Probably. ”

The two of them talked casually, obviously they were mortal enemies a second ago, but at this moment it was like becoming friends.

"Actually...... The night of Advent is associated with a Messianic containment, and you should know what it is. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Lorenzo seemed to have made a decision, and he looked at the demons around him who were afraid to step forward and said slowly.

His dim gaze brightened slightly, and Ed said.

"So that's why you refuse to give the answer?"

Lorenzo nodded stiffly.

"That's right, that thing has almost no stopping memetic contamination, and even if I talk to you about it now, there's a chance it will spread. ”

"Then why are you willing to say it at this moment? Demon Hunter? Is it that I'm going to die, and it doesn't matter if I knew?, or is it the reason why I can control the demons?"

Ed smiled hoarsely, his deformed face swaying slightly, looking indescribably terrifying.

Lorenzo didn't speak, just nodded.

"So this is mercy for me?" he laughed louder, shaking his head vigorously, metal rubbing against it with a seeping sound.

"It's not enough, witcher, it's not enough. ”

This answer didn't satisfy Ed, he was going to die, and a lot of things didn't matter, whether it was the hell thing breaking through containment, or the survival of humanity, it was worthless in the eyes of a dying man.

As if anticipating such an answer, Lorenzo just lowered his head a little sadly, thinking back to his previous dream.

In fact, the whole incident is also a fragmented mess in his eyes, he has experienced the night of the Coming, but he has not experienced the birth of the gods, only the guy who lived in the [gap] knows all this, but the real he is dead.

But despite this, he could already guess something, after all, Lorenzo had been a detective in Old Dunling for six years.

Slowly sitting on top of the solidified silver, Lorenzo looked at the head in the silver and said.

"Ed, have you ever thought about the end of our demon hunters? is it to retire with peace of mind, or to become the Pope's defender, and live in the place of the seven hills?"

He seemed to be speaking to Ed, and he seemed to be speaking to himself, his voice filled with resentment and hatred, and he rebuked loudly.

"Nothing! Eddard, nothing! yes, the demons are dead, but there are still humans in this world!"

Thinking back to the words of Imam Lawrence, it was all so clear.

"Invig has advanced steam technology, and the Nine Summers in the Far East are so huge that even with weapons that are a year behind, they can easily overthrow a kingdom with crowd tactics, and even those Viking kingdoms that are constantly at war have begun to unite.

Times have changed! Ed used to be the center of the world in the Holy Spirit Papal States, but now we are not, and more and more forces are emerging in the new era!"

Lorenzo looked at Ed, his face filled with grief.

"So what do you think will be the final outcome of the Demon Hunters? We have the ability to fight alone beyond ordinary people, and the Order has the most detailed technology about demons, how do you think we can catch up with other countries in the new era after losing all kinds of opportunities?"

Lorenzo couldn't help but laugh.

"We fight demons, kill demons, and finally enslave demons. ”

Exhaling hard, dropping the burned cigarette butts at random, and looking at Ed, who was already stunned, all this was so ridiculous.

"So the world really isn't interesting, is it?"

With the roar, Lorenzo looked at Ed as if he had had vented enough, but Ed was long gone, the ashes of tobacco left on his hideous cheeks, he was already dead, but Lorenzo didn't know when he died, and he didn't even know if he heard his final rebuke.

Standing up slowly, his expression gradually became cold, he clenched his sword, and looked at the demon that was slowly approaching, Lorenzo laughed at himself.

"It's really helpless...... u