Blood and rain were intertwined, and under this hazy rain curtain, the light was distorted into different shapes, and the demons were one after another, they were like primitive beasts, all their actions were out of wild instinct, completely unaware of Lorenzo's strength, and they just kept sending him a death-like attack.

The folding knife slashed mechanically, and at the same time, Lorenzo was also thinking about something, looking at the rain-soaked faces, Lorenzo stopped thinking about what the Demon Hunter Order taught him for the first time.

In the Demon Hunting Order, the priests explained everything about demons from a theological point of view, but now when they look at all this from a purely rational point of view, no longer from a religious point of view, Lorenzo has countless questions.

Why are demons so thirsty for blood?

The priest said that this is the enemy of God, the evil people who crawl out of the shadow of the god, but this evil is only for human beings, they will not destroy other animals, this is too abnormal, they kill human beings only because of primitive desires, and even said that in terms of "phototaxis" proposed by Shermans, human beings are the light in the eyes of demons, and they will do whatever it takes to get the light.

With a whimpering roar, severed limbs and bright red entrails were scattered all over the ground, and under Lorenzo's superb sword skills, these ordinary demons were easily cut into countless pieces, and the blood rolled into the sewers with the rain, and it looked like the scavengers had work to do again.

Moriarty...... Moriarty of the Protestant Order......"

Lorenzo whispered the name, and Moriarty felt very different to Lorenzo, and it was difficult for Lorenzo to describe the feeling, or rather, Lorenzo couldn't see through the man.

At first, Lorenzo didn't realize that there was such a dangerous guy around him, until Moriarty revealed his identity, Lorenzo thought he was a very vigilant person, but this time he didn't notice anything, it seemed that the damn smiling face was still in front of his eyes, but the next moment that face turned crazy.

"Lorenzo ......"

There was a call in the wind and rain, and Lorenzo froze before clenching his knife again.

All the demons had been slain by him, the corpses piled up on the ground, and the rain beneath his feet was dyed dark red, and they mixed together and flowed through Lorenzo's feet.

But at the end of the rain curtain, a vague figure called out Lorenzo's name, and they walked little by little through the stagnant water until Lorenzo could see them.

"Yes...... You ......"

It was a nostalgic attire, but now the sacred robe was wet from the rain, and it looked like a mess.

It was the witchers, who came from behind the rain curtain, staggering, the closer they got to Lorenzo, the more obvious the anomaly became, and the call grew stronger, and countless voices converged and slammed into Lorenzo's eardrums.

"You're dead. ”

Lorenzo didn't have the slightest look of pain on his face, just endless doubt.

They died, Lorenzo killed them with his own hands, and on the ship that had left the Emerald he dealt with the last of the out-of-control witchers, completely powerless, tying their bodies to iron anchors and throwing them into the dead depths of the sea, hoping that they would be put to rest.

But now they had returned, as if by the rain curtain from the depths of the sea, and as they got closer, countless wounds burst out of the intact body in an instant, and viscous blood slowly flowed out of it, staining the robes red, staining the rain red, turning the stagnant water under their feet into a dark red, and this dark red continued to spread.

As if something terrible was about to happen, the agitated voices began to fade, and they fled as if they had life, and in an instant the wind, the rain, the thunder, all the sounds were gone, and only Lorenzo's breathing and heartbeat became heavier and heavier in the endless silence.

"The illusion of a nightmare?"

Lorenzo saw through these hallucinatory things at a glance.

They were dead people, and dead people wouldn't be here, but then he realized his mistake.

It's not some kind of nightmare illusion, which evokes nightmares for those who are captured, but these things are not Lorenzo's nightmares, and Moriarty comes from the Protestant Order, and he can't manipulate demons as strangely as Lawrence...... It was his power, or the power of some witcher hiding behind the rain curtain.

Power Raphael.

Lorenzo had come into contact with this power, which was the only hallucinatory power in the Witcher faction, and it was actually not accurate to call it "hallucination", it seemed to be more mentally misleading, it could not change your will, but it could change what you saw, like a strange hallucination.

"So that's what it's called 'fraud.'"

Lorenzo looked indifferently at those who had long since died, and the next moment the hideous demon burst out.

This is Moriarty's deception, Lorenzo does not understand his intentions, obviously they are enemies of each other, but he has to deliberately remind himself, and from his attitude, Lorenzo can not feel the so-called kindness, but more like the pity of the superior.

Yes, Moriarty thinks that he is the superior and Lorenzo is the beast in the cage, he is high, playing with Lorenzo's mind at will, and even thinks that if he tells Lorenzo the answer, Lorenzo is powerless to get out.

But when was he captured by Moriarty's power?

Power Raphael needs to make eye contact with the eyes of the witcher, and Lorenzo also learned about these from 016's mouth, her power is Raphael, and the vague illusion can not only lead people into madness, but also calm people.

Eye contact is the beginning of power, and it is at that moment that the witcher can share the illusion with him, see the illusion that the enemy sees, and modify all this, but it is also extremely dangerous for himself, because the enemy is in the hallucination, and the witcher also falls with them.

Therefore, the witchers of Raphael's faction need something to determine the false from the true, like the "Morning Star".

So when did you make eye contact with Moriarty?

Lorenzo quickly thought about all this, the blazing light in his eyes would never escape his attention when the witcher activated his powers, but Lorenzo couldn't remember, he had no idea when he had been captured by Moriarty.

With the last demon falling, the encounter finally came to an end.

Lorenzo stood tall in the middle of the rain with his folding knife in his hand, and he was already familiar with them, and it was estimated that it would not be long before the people of the Purifier would arrive at the instructions of the Geiger Indexer to deal with the mess in this place.

He walked forward, but stopped, and for a moment it seemed as if all his muscles were frozen and unable to move for half a minute, and Lorenzo turned his head slowly, and he saw what looked like hell.

Countless corpses were piled up in the empty Iron Serpent Carriage, and through the broken windows you could see the twisted and hideous appearance, like a creature mixed with steel and flesh, and now it was dead, so dark red blood continued to pour out of the cracks.

Lorenzo almost stopped breathing, and as his gaze slowly shifted, the ground where he had just been fought was soaked in the water of the demon's hideous corpse, and he slowly retreated, countless emotions welling up in his heart.

There were dead people everywhere, ordinary people and demons, and they all died at the hands of Lorenzo.

This is a fraud from Moriarty, the best deception is always a mixture of falsehood and reality, Lorenzo was in a trance, he was also a little unsure whether all this was true or false, he could only stand alone in the rainstorm, at a loss.

Power Raphael.

This is a maddening force, and in the Demon Hunter Order, the Raphael Witchers are responsible for espionage, and with this perfect deception, they can easily subvert a strong regime, and under the countless illusions, no one can tell whether it is true or false, and when those in power make bad decisions, it will be irreparable.

"No...... I don't feel the erosion ......"

Lorenzo forced himself to calm down, if the power affected him, Lorenzo would inevitably feel the disgusting erosion, and this power could not be modified by the power Raphael, not to mention that the witcher was also a witcher, he also had a strong resistance to erosion, and the effect of this cognitive influence on him would be greatly reduced.

The sudden rainstorm slowly stopped, and the curtain of rain weakened a little, and then the hellish scenery was completely exposed to the city.

Without waiting for Lorenzo to do anything, high-pitched screams rang out all around, some pedestrians threw away their umbrellas and ran wildly, while others fell to their knees with fear on their faces.

"So that's the case......"

Lorenzo's eyes were gloomy, he had been through a lot, and any moral torture was useless to him, just like he told Arthur at the time, he was the one who decided the life and death of people on the railroad tracks, and he was willing to become a monster for the sake of human sanity.

This was Moriarty's attack, and the Protestant Order had initially targeted themselves, but their connection to the Purifier made it difficult for them to do so, so the best way to deal with these things was to make the Purifier also consider themselves a threat.

But this is not enough, the purifier itself is a crazy violent group, they are willing to take risks in exchange for strength, and the current "risks" alone are not enough to make the purifier give up on itself.

This is just the beginning, there must be something waiting for you.

Lorenzo ignored the frightened eyes of the pedestrians and prepared to leave, but the next second he turned around fiercely and threw the folding knife in his hand, and the steel pierced the remains of the iron snake with a sharp light, but it was as if everything just now was just a vain, and the corpses in the iron snake disappeared, or they never existed.

Or is it ...... From the moment Lorenzo boarded the Iron Serpent, Lorenzo himself was captured by Moriarty's powers, and since then he has been hallucinating?

Lorenzo couldn't figure it out, but suddenly the rain stopped, everything was gone, and the streets were so empty that only Lorenzo was left.

"It's interesting, isn't it, this ability. ”

An unsettling voice rang out, and Moriarty sat on top of the remains of the Iron Serpent, smiling at himself.

He took off his glasses, their amber eyes burning.

Lorenzo was silent and vigilant, staring at Moriarty as he was, in a way, the closest thing to "eroding" the power of this nature, destroying the minds of his enemies, dragging them into delusional illusions, and even driving them completely insane.

Yes, from this point of view, apart from the inability to alienate people into demons, this ability is so similar to erosion, or rather, it is a controllable erosion.

Lorenzo vaguely felt that he was aware of something, but it was as if there was an invisible barrier preventing him from continuing to think.

"Presumably this is an illusion, isn't it?"

"Of course, I'm just a liar, I'm not good at fighting, let alone facing an angry witcher. ”

Moriarty is self-aware of himself.

"Then you should still be around here, Power Raphael also has a limited distance, just like erosion, the closer you get to the releaser, the more real and intense this illusion becomes. ”

"It's amazing, can you analyze so much so quickly?"

"It's just that there are more demons killed, just speculate. ”

To be precise, when the secret blood is stimulated, the demon hunter becomes a demon, an impure demon, a demon with reason, and the release of these powers is bound to cause erosion.

"And what do you think will happen next?" asked Moriarty, chin clutched.

"This is your power, your illusion. Lorenzo said.

Moriarty's face showed a hint of disappointment.

"Can't you guess?"

The fireworks faded and Moriarty put his glasses back on, and then the blazing light faded away, and Lorenzo could feel the noise shattering the silence and the illusion dissipating, but ...... But he didn't understand.

Moriarty still retains that damn sense of superiority, as if it were all just a random game.

A gun rang out from behind him, and only a few sparks splashed, and then the folding knife fiercely cut off and cut the projectile, and at this moment the wind sounded again.

"The perfect deception is to deceive even yourself. ”

Moriarty said this, and then slammed Lorenzo on the back of the neck, but his strength was still too weak to affect Lorenzo at all.

It's not an illusion, Moriarty actually sat in front of him like this, and canceled his power in front of him.

Lorenzo had begun to wonder if he was really so arrogant, or if he had already controlled everything, but when he turned around, only his voice remained in his ears, and Moriarty was gone.

"In the first round, you've already lost, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes. ”

The voice said, and then the rain fell again, and Lorenzo stood in the blood-stained streets, an eerie chill creeping up his spine, countless severed limbs and wreckage all over the streets, no demons, no Moriarty, only corpses brutally slaughtered by himself.