At this moment, the myth of the legend overlapped with reality, and those hideous and hateful things tore open the barriers of reality and came to the world.

Lorenzo strolled forward, his scarred armor peeling off one by one, revealing the burning torso beneath him, like a firefiend, glowing everywhere he went, and fireworks fluttered above the footprints he had left behind.

The cold warriors instinctively feared him, and no one gave him orders, but they stood there like pillars of stone, motionless.

The battle was put to rest by Lorenzo's appearance, and he strode towards the crucified Lawrence.

"You've really changed a lot, I didn't expect to lose to you. ”

Lawrence hung his head, he thought that he would lose, but he didn't expect to lose so badly, under Lorenzo's crazy attack, there was no room to fight back.

"You haven't lost yet, Lawrence, you and I both know very well where the real battle is. ”

Lorenzo was not overjoyed by Lawrence's admission of defeat, he had the same power as himself, Gabriel, Lorenzo only defeated Lawrence's body, and only by breaking his will could he really kill him.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a pleasure, and in this way, my heart is still a cowardly mortal, and I have such a thirst for blood and pain. ”

Lawrence tried to lift his hand, but his arm was imprisoned by the nail sword, and the movement could only cause a sharp pain.

He was going to die, the body was shattered at the moment, and the flesh could be seen squirming with effort, blood-red silk threads sewing up the torso, but it was clear that it was much less efficient than before.

Holy Silver suppressed Lawrence's self-healing by curbing the healing of the wound, and he also tried to ascend the secret blood and strengthen his self-healing ability through critical breakthroughs, but the successive heavy blows almost made him bleed, and there was no blood spilling from the wound.

Lawrence felt his mind grow a little overwhelmed, and it looked like the excessive blood loss was already starting to affect his brain, and it wasn't long before the body was going to die.

"Ah...... Did you do it? It's cruel. ”

Lawrence's gaze slowly shifted, and he saw the embarrassed Kestrel and Eve, the hateful Hybold and Irene, the dying Migel, the confused and painful Juao, and the countless warriors, and the believers still immersed in the fight.

As if it was a stroke of fate, everyone gathered together at this moment.

"The night sky was burned red, and it reminded me of the night of Arrival, when the night sky of the Seven Hills was like this. ”

Lawrence said with some nostalgia.

As if he hadn't heard him, Lorenzo moved forward silently, the spiked sword plated with holy silver in his hand radiating a cold glow.

The weapons in the cello case had long since been emptied in the fierce fight, and Lorenzo simply left it in the ruins, leaving only the nail sword and Winchester on his body at the moment.

"Honestly, you're really good, and if it weren't for those things, I would definitely recommend you to be the next provost. ”

Lawrence knew his fate, and he didn't bother to resist in this state, but talked about some of the things that he didn't have

It's like a dying person, self-confession before death.

"That's nice, Lorenzo, I thought I didn't have the same kind of ...... It feels pretty bad sometimes, no one can understand me, and sometimes I try to tell the doctor about it, but he doesn't have the power, he can't understand me, but also, sometimes I can't understand his nonsense. ”

Lorenzo knew that he was referring to Gabriel, the proof of their sublimation.

Gabriel the Power has transformed his will, allowing him to bind and control more powers, and to qualify them for a glimpse into the dark corners of the world.

"Can you relate to that? It's like you're going to do something big, but there's no one to share the joy with, and I've been bothered about it for a while, but then you came, and it's good that I didn't kill you at the time, otherwise I would have missed out on a lot of good things." ”

Lawrence let out a hoarse laugh, the torn mask completely glued to his face under the fire and scars, revealing bloodshot pupils.

"I say, Lorenzo, what are you wielding your sword so tirelessly for?"

Lorenzo's pace stopped, he had every chance to kill Lawrence quickly and thus trigger a decisive battle in [Gap], but just like giving Lawrence time to talk nonsense, he walked slowly, listening to his nonsense and accumulating strength at the same time.

"What did you say?"

Lorenzo didn't understand, it was a very ordinary question, but from Lawrence's mouth, as if with magic, he interrogated his own heart.

"The reason for wielding the sword. ”

Lawrence said with a smile.

"We pick up the sword, kill others, and are not bound by the so-called morality and humanity, and we are killing like this, so what are we doing and doing so many things for?"

Lawrence writhed his body vigorously, his body already demonized in the critical breach, and little by little freed himself from the shackles of the nail sword.

"I guess this must be something to change.

In order to keep the people alive through the cold winter, then go to the sword and plunder, for the peace of the land, declare war and swing the sword, and for the sake of their own hatred, go to kill and chase. ”

Lawrence broke free from the blockade of the nail sword, but as he did so, the blade sliced his body into pieces, and he collapsed limply under the stone pillar.

"What about you? Are you just trying to get revenge on me? ”

Lorenzo looked at him expressionlessly, his voice cold.

"Eradicate demons. ”

Eradicate demons.

The few short words stunned Lawrence, who seemed to have not heard such words in a long time, and felt a little nostalgic, but then laughed out loud at such a ridiculous statement.

"For the so-called Golden Age? He always mentioned it to me a long time ago, and for that purpose he helped me to become a cardinal. ”

For a moment, I felt like I was back in time many years ago, but unfortunately all the familiar people in my memory were almost dead.

"Remember the conversation we had on the train? Lorenzo. ”

Lawrence's voice weakened, and the body was about to die.

"At that time I laughed at your ideal of eradicating demons, and you said that this thing is called an ideal because it is out of reach.

To be honest, when I heard this, I was a little reluctant to kill you, after all, people like you are really good, not to mention that you are actually the same kind as me. ”

Slowly raising his hand, he grabbed a nail sword that was inserted into the stone pillar, and Lawrence reluctantly pulled it off with all his might.

"Poetry, ideals and distance, this thing sounds really hypocritical, in fact, I have had the same idea as you before, but like you said, this thing is too far away, sometimes people have to be realistic. ”

Lawrence staggered to his feet, his sword skewed, and pieces of flesh fell like a dead man crawling out of a grave.

"Are you begging for mercy?"

Listening to Lawrence's words, Lorenzo did not waver in the slightest.

"How could it be, it's just a rare opportunity to have such a peaceful conversation with you, otherwise we will fight as soon as we meet, and we won't be able to talk at all. ”

"But...... If that hadn't happened, I might have been with you, Lorenzo. ”

Lawrence's tone changed suddenly, full of joy and then helplessness.

"I'll do my best to convince you to join me, or join you, but unfortunately, I'm a hard guy to trust other people, and all I can trust is myself...... And the sword in my hand. ”

The stagnant pace moved again, and Lorenzo walked towards Lawrence, he couldn't understand Lawrence's nonsense, and Lorenzo didn't want to hear it anymore, he wanted to end it.

"If those things didn't happen, if I didn't see those things......"

Lawrence looked at the murderous Lorenzo and smiled vigorously.

"Maybe it's not bad to die at your hands like this. ”

A sharp silver light flashed and slashed at Lawrence's neck.

"Yes...... Still no, Lorenzo Holmos. ”

Lawrence whispered.

He looked like a dying man, but at this moment, the remaining secret blood in his body burned, and endless fire poured out of Lawrence's wounds, and in the blink of an eye, he was devoured by the raging fire like a punished sinner.

"If it weren't for these damn twists and turns, it would be nice to be killed by you like this, but it still won't work! I can't die yet!"

Lorenzo's parrying spike was easily shattered, but just as the blade of death was about to cut Lawrence's body, a withered palm poked out of the burning flames and grabbed Lorenzo's face.

"Lorenzo Holmos, let's see why I wield my sword. ”

The angry burning pupils met Lorenzo's, and in an instant the erosion was like a flood bursting the levees, and everyone was swept into a hell of oppression and terror.

Gabriel.

The world began to crumble in their eyes, and everyone was like a solidified mural, countless cracks pierced through their appearance, and a warm glow lit up in the broken cracks, and then completely shredded all these obstacles.

As if his mind had been torn apart and recast, Lorenzo gasped for breath and wanted to do something, only to find that he was no longer in the theater square.

Lorenzo looked up slowly, his figure stiffening.

It was a vast wilderness with little end in sight, flickering fireworks burning in the wilderness, lit hay fluttering in the wind, and countless corpses scattered around, blood and weeds mixed together.

Lorenzo has been here, and this is Lawrence's [gap].

Far away in the field of vision is the setting sun, which hides behind the thick clouds and paints the entire sky with blood.

As he had seen before, Lorenzo looked into the waning sun and saw Lawrence, who was carrying the scorching sun on his back.

"Many years ago, Lorenzo Medici told me about the idea of a golden age, and he wanted to witness that great age, and he gave everything for it. ”

Lawrence was not in a hurry to attack, he looked at the burning wilderness and said lightly.

"Lorenzo, what do you think is the most feared thing in the world, the most difficult to guess, is it death, or is it a demon, or something else?"

Lawrence turned, and he turned against the light, and the shadow was pulled incomparably more elongated, enveloping Lorenzo.

Lorenzo didn't respond, he had little experience in [gap] combat, and here facing Lawrence, Lorenzo was full of vigilance.

Demons, Death, Silencers......

For a moment, Lorenzo's mind flashed with many answers, but he only heard Lawrence speak slowly.

"Actually, it's the human heart, Lorenzo. ”

Lawrence smiled at him and walked towards Lorenzo.

"Do you know the nature of [the gap]?"

"Yes. ”

Lorenzo replied that he was still relatively clear about the formation of the [gap], but after answering the question, Lorenzo realized what Lawrence meant.

This is Lawrence's [gap], this is a place that Lawrence will never forget, so what happened on this burning wilderness at some point in the past is actually worthy of Lawrence's eternal memory.

"This ...... It's ......"

Realizing this, Lorenzo came back to his senses and took a closer look at the wilderness.

This was a battlefield, full of corpses and fireworks, and countless weapons stuck in the ground, Lorenzo had been here before, but at that time it was to fight Lawrence, and he didn't have the energy to observe everything around him.

But now it was different, Lawrence was not in a hurry to fight himself, and after realizing that he had the power Gabriel, his attitude towards himself changed slightly, and now Lorenzo could clearly feel that Lawrence was guiding him.

Lawrence wanted to see something.

"The ...... reason to swing the sword"

Lorenzo repeated what Lawrence had said earlier.

Suddenly, Lorenzo realized that he had never known Lawrence's purpose, whether it was usurping the Book of Revelation or corrupting the crowd and establishing a choir...... Never really understood the enemy in front of me.

He was so eager to kill Lawrence, but in fact, all Lorenzo knew about Lawrence was nothingness, and he couldn't even peek into his true face under the mask.

He walked through the burning wilderness, Lorenzo's gaze wandering haphazardly, and then his gaze froze.

It was the nail sword, and the weapon that filled the wilderness was the nail sword, one after another mottled and full of gaps.

Lorenzo quickly looked at the scattered corpses, and as expected, it were the witchers, one dead after another, and he ran quickly, and more corpses came into view, all of them without exception.

The loess and weeds were lifted by the wind, revealing the decaying corpses beneath them, as if the entire wilderness had been piled up with the corpses of countless witchers.

"The heart of man, the lust of man, the malice of man, the vileness and filth of man. ”

Lawrence's voice rang in his ears like a ghost.

"This thing is more fearsome than demons, Lorenzo Holmos. ”