It's a curse, a curse that is incredibly vicious, a curse that never ends.

In the darkness, the Yega Theater has become an ancient dueling arena, in which monsters walk through the darkness and fight, venting all the hatred and anger that have accumulated for a long time, burning everything.

The stray candle flame outlined the figures that were hurrying forward, and it was difficult for ordinary people's eyes to recognize their forms, like the sound of thunderous swords following them, like a galloping thunder, which never stopped for a moment.

Impact, separation, accumulation of strength, and once again striking together, blades intertwined.

The two pairs of blazing white eyes stared at each other, and let out a deafening roar collided together, and at this moment there was no skill in the battle between the two, just pure violence, and pure rage.

The blade sliced through the dense black armor with a sharp roar that shredded the hard stuff and sent blood pouring out of the gaps in the armor, but an equally fatal shot was pulled on the trigger, the projectile piercing through the bright red robes and hitting the wall behind it, leaving bullet holes and blood stains.

Both of them seemed to lose their strength briefly, falling from their gallop into the endless darkness, and silence fell.

They seemed to be dead, but soon the silence was broken by heavy gasps, and in this quiet world, the heartbeat was as loud as a war drum, and the sound began to accelerate, like a rapid drumbeat, and finally reached its peak.

Rising fireworks set everything around it on fire, and the dead monster reawakened.

It's like the legend of the Vikings, where the valiant warriors met to fight, die, awaken, and plunge into a never-ending battle again.

"You're a lot stronger than you were before, Lorenzo Holmos. ”

The sound echoed through the darkness with a metallic timbre, and Lawrence rose from the shattered ruins.

At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed, his body was covered with scars, and one sword blow after another almost tore his body apart, but fortunately, the vitality of the witcher was strong, and the broken limbs were connected by the scarlet blood, and then those silk threads became more and more, just like sewing threads, sewing the broken torso back together.

"That's good, Lawrence, I didn't think I would have a chance to kill you again. ”

On the other side of the darkness, Lorenzo slowly appeared in view with a heavy cello case on his back.

The pitch-black armor had long since shattered, but in this breathing time, more dense hardness filled the broken parts, and like molting, the pitch-black scale armor peeled off the armor and dispersed into dust.

Lorenzo glanced at the nail sword in his hand, although it was made of cypress iron, but under this high-intensity battle, it had already twisted and twisted, and a clear crack penetrated the sword body, as if it would be completely shattered with one more blow.

"Was the reaction so flat? I thought you'd look ...... when you saw me again. A little more excited. ”

Lawrence also threw away the broken sword in his hand, and pulled another nail sword from the pouch behind him, just as he had fought Lorenzo on the train at that time.

"Yes, more excited, as before, waving his sword angrily and confronting me about the story that had been deliberately hidden. ”

Lawrence burst into laughter.

In his eyes, Lorenzo has changed, not that he has changed as a person, but that he has become more calm.

He could clearly feel the fury emanating from Lorenzo's body, but this time Lorenzo was no longer as reckless as before, and there was still reason and tension in the rage.

Of course, he also noticed some smaller changes.

Blazing fireworks rose from the cracks in the armor, far more powerful than the pure flames that an ordinary witcher could inspire, and not only that, but also Lorenzo's terrifying life force.

Lawrence remembers the deathmatch on the train, Lorenzo was powerless in front of him, but now he can not only withstand his own attacks, but even faster and stronger than himself.

"What exactly have you been through? Lorenzo Holmos. ”

Lawrence asked, but no one answered him.

But he already knew the answer.

A wicked smile appeared on his distorted face beneath the mask, and he could smell the disgusting smell in the air, the smell of the Silencer.

Lorenzo, like him, was implanted with the flesh and blood of the Silencer, and even said that during this long period of time, the secret blood in their bodies was also purified by the flesh and blood, turning into a higher purity secret blood.

Blood of the Holy Grail.

Lorenzo Holmos also embarked on that forbidden broken path, and Lawrence's journey was not alone.

Slowly moving forward, leaning towards each other while also looking at each other vigilantly.

Lawrence stopped abruptly, he raised his spiked sword, the fireworks flickering slightly under the mask, and finally he seemed to confirm something.

"So you're not Lorenzo Medici, and sure enough, is that guy still dead?"

Lawrence had thought that Lorenzo Medici had finally found the power called Gabriel, like him, and survived on the body of someone else, and in order to be sure of this, he ordered the plague doctor to trigger a local war in the Black Mountain Hospital.

But now looking at Lorenzo so closely, his reaction, his past, Lawrence came to such a conclusion.

Lorenzo Medici was dead after all.

There was no sadness, no other emotion, Lawrence just sighed a little, such a terrible guy still ended up like this.

"Do these things matter?"

Lorenzo asked in a low voice.

"It's not important, sorry for interrupting you, let's get on with it. ”

The battle was the main thing, Lawrence raised his sword and went on the offensive with joy in his voice, he hadn't fought so heartily in a long time, and sometimes he almost forgot what it was like to hold a sword, and he was so grateful to Lorenzo for reminding him of all this.

Lorenzo did not rush to attack, Winchester was hung around his waist, holding the nail sword in one hand and hiding in the shadows with the other.

In some ways, he and Lawrence are evenly matched at the moment.

Through the fierce battle just now, Lorenzo was constantly probing, and he was surprised to discover one thing, Lawrence no longer seemed to be able to predict the future, that is, he had lost his power Chandafeng.

Therefore, the death match on the train really killed him, but in the end, he was allowed to use his power Gabriel to escape.

And now Lawrence probably doesn't know that he also has the power Gabriel...... Maybe he had vaguely guessed it, but he couldn't be sure of all this until he took the initiative to expose it.

This is where Lorenzo's chances lie, and to eradicate Lawrence is not only to destroy his body, but also to find an opportunity to fight in the Gap.

Thinking of this, Lorenzo was a little afraid, he was very aware of the confusion and weirdness of the [gap], as well as the interference with the "self", after coming into contact with these, he realized how terrible Lawrence was to shuttle [gap] at will, those people's thoughts could not interfere with him, he was like a cold machine, faithfully executing his will.

"Come on, Lorenzo!"

A roar rang out, interrupting Lorenzo's thoughts.

I saw Lawrence arrive with a sharp sword, carrying the intention of breaking steel.

Both of them are monsters, immortal monsters, no matter how bad their injuries are, they will easily recover under the body mixed with the flesh and blood of the Silencer, not to mention that they can still use the power Gabriel to carry out the [gap] invasion between them.

[Secret Blood Awakens 29%.] 】

It seemed as if fuel had been poured into the flames, and flames raged through the cracks in the armor.

For a moment, Lorenzo was like the day, the sun was dazzling, and the light of the moment even briefly affected Lawrence, and then Lawrence's blade was cut into the air.

Lorenzo dodged the blade and brushed Lawrence's body, swinging his sword angrily.

From top to bottom, the blow would split Lawrence's body entirely, and in the witcher's unimaginable power, even steel would fall apart under the nail sword.

Lawrence couldn't dodge, he really lost his power, Chanda, otherwise before the change, Lorenzo would not have had a chance to attack him, he seemed to know the trajectory of all the blades, and found a safe gap from it.

"I thought you'd be a little more sedate. ”

The voice sounded, and then another icy cold light appeared in Lorenzo's eyes.

In the dead end of his sight, Lawrence grabbed another nail sword, he rarely used dual swords, but that didn't mean he wasn't good at it.

The blades collided together, and the huge force carried knocked Lorenzo away slightly, and at the same time, another slashing blade slashed back, and the attacker and defender twisted in an instant, and the nail sword slashed fiercely on Lorenzo's armor, violently shaking and bringing blood with it.

"Sure enough, my armor is still not strong enough......"

Feeling the pain clearly, Lorenzo said with some self-deprecation, facing a monster like Lawrence, it is indeed not too much to prepare for anything.

Despite the injury, Lorenzo has not lost this round.

"Lawrence, have you learned to embrace modern technology?"

Lorenzo taunted Lawrence again, his voice tinged with delight.

With a wave of his other hand, Lawrence saw only a pitch-black phantom smash into his chest, instinctively setting up a spiked sword defense, trying to cut off Lorenzo's arm.

Boom –

A dull explosion rang out, and Lawrence's spiked sword was smashed, shattered into countless metal shards by the armor-piercing hammer in an instant, cutting everything in its path and stabbing into the body.

In the instantaneous impact, the lacquer antimony inside was detonated, pushing the tip of the hammer to advance twice, smashing the parryed nail sword to pieces.

This was not the end of the story, Lorenzo's hammer swing continued, shards slicing through the armor, and the hammer of judgment continued to fall, this time Lawrence could not stop it.

The entire chest collapsed in an instant under Lorenzo's onslaught, blood spilling from under the mask, and the sound of bones shattering continued one after another.

Lawrence was smashed into the ruins, smoky, affected by the hammering action, in this instantaneous time, Lorenzo still maintained the hammering motion, and before he could catch a moment, the cold sword light dispersed the stirred dust, and the blade slashed at Lorenzo's throat.

Lorenzo tried to dodge, but found that his hammer-wielding arm had been grabbed by Lawrence, and after such an attack, he still had the strength to fight and fight back absolutely at this moment.

The distance is not enough.

In Lorenzo's judgment, the nail sword could not cut himself at all, but just as it was about to fall, the length of the nail sword suddenly increased by a fraction.

The nail sword is out of his hand.

No, no, as he swung his sword, Lawrence let go of his hand, allowing the hilt to slide out of his palm, but when he was about to break away completely, he grabbed the edge of the hilt and slashed at the extreme distance.

The sudden turn of events sent a chill through Lorenzo's heart, and the scales in his throat shattered, spilling blood from underneath.

The entangled figures of the two quickly separated, Lorenzo clutched his throat, but the blood still couldn't stop gushing out, Lawrence's nail sword was plated with holy silver, although the strength was a little weaker, but it had a suppressive effect on the witcher.

"Is this a tie? ”

A voice sounded in the smoke and dust of the ruins, and Lawrence struggled to his feet, his entire chest grotesquely deflated, but the strong flesh proliferated under the influence of the secret blood, and they wrapped the broken bones in their arms, forcefully correcting its position.

Under the boiling of secret blood, the terrifying vitality healed the two, and they all stopped as if they were used to this kind of fighting, and after a short period of calm, the heart of the war drums sounded again.

Lawrence was on the nail sword, and Lorenzo took out the cello case again with a new weapon.

Now that the secret blood of the two of them is on the verge of breaking through, it can be said that they are humanoid demons at the moment, and this injury is not enough to completely kill them, as long as there is a little respite, they will stand up again and plunge into this endless fight.

"Next round, Lawrence. ”

A hoarse voice rang out, and it seemed that Lorenzo's throat hadn't fully healed under the suppression of Holy Silver.

But it doesn't matter, nothing can affect the fight between the two at this moment.

At the end of the darkness, there was a scream that broke through the air, and one after another throwing knives were thrown by Lorenzo, which didn't affect Lawrence much, but he felt that Lorenzo was a little ridiculous because of his behavior.

The nail sword slashes it down as easily as pinching a bug to death.

"Are you running out of options? Lorenzo, this trick has been used. ”

Lawrence asked, finally giving up on the slash, allowing the knives to slash through his body and into the nearby rocks.

"I'd like to ask you, Lawrence, that you're really not making any progress. ”

Lorenzo's voice rang out from the other side of the darkness, and he raised his hand, which seemed to be holding a pistol, and as he pulled the trigger, a hook was driven into the darkness above, dragging Lorenzo directly into the air.

"I'm as arrogant as ever, Lawrence. ”

As the sound stopped, a raging fire ignited around Lawrence, and under the successive battles, Lorenzo's blood almost soaked the land, and the pure flame rose from it, and in an instant, it turned into a sea of fire and lit up the darkness.

Several more knives fell, and Lawrence was tired of such an attack, but this time he noticed.

This time the knife was different from the previous one, and it was not aimed at itself, as if it was discarded at random, it was casually thrown out by Lorenzo.

"I don't have a long memory, Lawrence, you died at my hands last time because of arrogance. ”

Lorenzo looked down at the sea of fire.

The iron knives succeeded in paralyzing Lawrence, and the lacquered antimony knives fell into the flames of the Pure Flame, and then a furious flame rose as if a red dragon were wreaking havoc on the land.

The air was hot, and endless clouds of dust mixed with blood-soaked foam, swept by the howling wind, which slammed against the walls, causing them to shake violently.

The light came into the world, expelling the darkness inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, the Yega Theater emitted a brilliant light, like the tide of the embankment, and a liquid called "light" rushed in every crevice.