A blizzard swept the train's route, a heavy gray curtain enveloped the cold earth, the visual distance was pitifully short, and the air was extremely cold, even breathing the bone-chilling cold seemed to freeze one's heart and lungs.

The steam poured out of the locomotive, and before it could spill away, it condensed into ice crystals and drifted away, a new model that Lorenzo had never seen before, the combustion chamber of the train was ajar, and the endless sparks drifted away as it galloped, like the only light in this cold night.

There are only a few carriages that can shelter the wind and snow, and most of the carriages of this train are open containers, blocked by dark green tarpaulins, and you can't see what is underneath, and the hard snowflakes are like speeding ice blades, hitting the whole as if it were falling steel rain.

Lorenzo's shadow slowly appeared in his field of vision, perhaps the strong wind on the roof of the car was too strong, he looked shaky, and Lawrence could only barely make out the gray shadow under the snow.

The scarlet robe was carrying a wooden box on its back, and it looked heavy.

"You're doing a good job, kid, I'm getting more and more curious about who you are, there's no one among the witchers named Lorenzo Holmes. ”

In such a long encounter, Lawrence has long known Lorenzo's name...... But the witcher didn't have a name, although it reminded him of a man who was a long time ago, but the age didn't match the witcher in front of him, and he was curious.

"So who are you?"

Lawrence's voice was swept up by the raging snowstorm, but with the Witcher's hearing, Lorenzo could still hear it clearly.

"It's just a simple person, and the name is also arbitrary...... Nothing senses, imam. ”

Gray blue eyes didn't know what was thinking, and Lorenzo's voice was languid, and the wind reached Lawrence's ears.

The witcher looked around casually, and sometimes he became obsessed with himself, and it was not perfect to use this place as a battlefield for deathmatch.

The pitch-black python swam over the pale earth, stirring up waves of snow several meters high, leaving gray trails, and under such a terrible blizzard, such traces could not be left for long, and after about ten minutes, it would be covered with heavy snow, as if no one had ever come.

It was as if the snow was pouring down all over the world, and they isolated Lorenzo and the others from the whole world, and the moonlight was blocked by snow clouds, and everything was like the gray after death.

It's a train to the underworld, and the passengers are filled with ghosts that have long since died.

The two of them stood on the roof of the car, and due to this small area, there was very little room for the two to move left and right, so they could only move forward or backward.

"So...... Get started?"

Lawrence asked.

There was no vengeful wrath, no hateful curse, just a very calm question, as usual a greeting.

"Okay. ”

Lorenzo's response sounded in the wind.

In the end, the fury was uncontrollable calm, there was no pre-battle roar, and at this moment there were no words to express the burning anger except action.

Like the demons in the old story, who met on a narrow road at the end.

Lawrence clenched his nail sword in both hands, the tip of the sword pointing slightly downward, like a fierce tiger bowed, and a deafening roar pierced through the blizzard as another heavy snowstorm swept between the two.

The scarlet shadow was like a vigorous cheetah, the surging secret blood enlarged his body, the shriveled muscles swelled again, and the tough muscles continued to recover, as if time was going backwards on Lawrence.

The nail sword shone with a terrifying chill, tearing apart countless snowflakes.

But behind the fading snow curtain, a glimmer of light lit up, and then several flaming aluminum bullets pierced through the snow curtain and headed straight for Lawrence.

"That's not enough!

Shang Dafeng's power was surging, and the thin red line had already appeared in Lawrence's eyes, he directly swung the nail sword, the metal collided with the burning aluminum bullet, the huge power forcibly deflected the destined trajectory, the fire disappeared into the snow curtain, his speed did not decrease at all, and continued to charge forward.

The gray shadow approached infinitely, and Lawrence's nail sword slashed out a terrifying chill, directly splitting it in two.

But when the sheltered wind and snow passed, he realized that he had struck an aluminum rifle, and Lorenzo had already shifted his position.

A terrifying future flashed through his mind, and Lawrence struggled to mount his spiked sword, which then poked out of the blizzard and slashed from top to bottom.

Steel slammed, and sparks were fleeting.

Lorenzo stabbed his folding knife and made a feint attack in an attempt to deceive Chandals' strange foreknowledge ability, and at the same time, Lawrence also swung his sword to parry according to Lorenzo's deception, but in the middle of the way, Lorenzo changed direction and slashed at Lawrence.

Without hesitation, seeing that he had been hit, Lawrence simply made a mistake and instead slashed at Lorenzo to try to change the injury.

Weapons staggered, blood spilling out.

There was no pause, the sound of the cracked sky snapped again, and the demon hunters slammed and slashed.

Lawrence's attack was very strong, repeatedly bī) close, swinging the sword, the nail sword slashed over his head, falling violently, Lorenzo instinctively retreated, and at the same time obliquely slipped his blade, the blades were staggered together, and a sharp sound broke out, and the falling nail sword fell along the slope of the folding knife, and at this moment Lorenzo slashed directly diagonally, and the sharp cold light brought up a touch of blood.

Smooth and coordinated, the flowing sword strikes weigh as much as a thousand pounds.

The elongated wound ripped along the left side of Lawrence's face, extending to the bridge of his nose, nearly blinding Lorenzo in one of his eyes.

Such a thrilling blow, but Lawrence did not have the slightest intention of retreating, he gently stroked the edge of the wound, his fingers rubbing the blood.

"You're a good learner. ”

Lawrence said, looking at the hazy face in front of him. Because of the dim light and the obscuration of the snow, Lawrence could only see Lorenzo's movements, but not his appearance.

"It's the Imam, you teach well. ”

Lorenzo said, and the smile on Lawrence's face grew.

He knew Lorenzo's thoughts very well, and he chose this place to fight so that Lawrence had nowhere to escape...... But in the same way, Lorenzo had nowhere to run, and only one of them could leave alive.

Florento's potion continued to work in his body, like the combustion chamber of a steam engine, boiling blood, Lorenzo's senses were terrifying, and he could even distinguish every falling snowflake when he concentrated his mind.

The pause was short-lived, and Lorenzo's offensive was unusual, and he jumped straight up, not protecting his gap, and slashed the folding knife.

The two weapons froze together for a moment, but then something black suddenly fell from Lorenzo's top, and the witcher retreated violently into the snow behind him.

The next moment, the pitch-black thing exploded directly, and the surging flames spread, and the shattered shrapnel spread under the impact of the explosion, and the air wave of the explosion made the wind turn, but then it was covered again.

Lawrence set up the nail sword to protect the position of the internal organs, but the impact of the air still lifted him up, and after hitting him for several meters, he swung the nail sword and plunged into the body of the car, stabilizing the shadow.

"You've learned wisely, Lorenzo. ”

The twisted blood repaired the wound, the shrapnel cut into the body was squeezed out with the powerful blood, and Lawrence yelled towards the gray snow curtain.

After only a short fight, the dancing snowflakes had covered most of his body, and he squinted slightly, trying not to be obscured by them.

"There's no way, I'm going to lose sooner or later. ”

Lorenzo's voice echoed around him), the blizzard greatly reduced Lawrence's vision, and he couldn't see Lorenzo.

With the experience of previous duels, Lorenzo is very clear about the gap between him and Lawrence, not to mention that Lawrence still has the blood of the Holy Grail in his body, the more his ** is on the verge of collapse, the stronger he is, and the powerful is desperate.

Clenched the nail sword with both hands, breathing steadily, trying to warm the cold air, almost in an instant, Lawrence turned violently, and the terrifying sword momentum brought a violent wind to slash, relying on Shang Dafeng's foreknowledge, directly met Lorenzo who rushed out of the snow curtain.

The folding knife and its brief impact, Lorenzo's strength could not compete with Lawrence, and it was directly shaken away, but the shadow flipped strangely in the air, spun out a large circle, and fell again with the folding knife.

Not surprisingly, the slash was once again perfectly defended by Lawrence, and at this time, Lorenzo kicked directly in mid-air and kicked the spike sword, repelling Lawrence and causing himself to distance himself again.

Landed, the cold sword light quickly amplified in his eyes, Lawrence was even faster than he imagined, his pace was fast, and he directly followed Lorenzo's foothold.

The knife attempted to slash Lawrence's head as he approached, but the sword slashed at him at an eerie angle, first striking the knife and striking it with it, the impact of the force shook it apart, and then the terrifying power surged under the old body, and Lawrence slashed with more speed.

At this time, the folding knife had just been repulsed, and Lorenzo didn't have time to return to defense, Lawrence directly bent his knees, attacked Lorenzo's lower position, and swung the nail sword with one hand, maximizing its sweeping range, and in a flash, it brought blood to Lorenzo's calf wound.

Lawrence wasn't going to give Lorenzo a chance to breathe, and the nail sword struck straight again, it was a stabbing blow.

Lorenzo instinctively raised his folding knife to parry based on his years of swordsmanship experience, but Lawrence was obviously faster than him, even without Shang Dafeng's foreknowledge, he was still the leader of the Demon Hunting Order, a master of swordsmanship at the top.

The rapidly raised nail sword sealed the course of the parry of the folding knife, and the blade was forcibly deflected from the trajectory.

Lorenzo realized that it was not good, the dense armor was covered on the surface of the body, and then the sharp nail sword stabbed Lorenzo's right shoulder, under the terrifying power of the witcher, Lawrence stepped forward, and could hear the faint sound of steel, Lorenzo's armor was easily broken, and it also pierced the silver bolt under the body, along with the blood, directly pierced it.

With the cold of the blizzard, Lorenzo tried to fight back with a backhand, but Lawrence got close to Lorenzo and hit the joint of Lorenzo's arm with a hard elbow, causing the follow-up counterattack to be forcibly interrupted.

Lorenzo gritted his teeth, regardless of the piercing pain, swung the folding knife in his right hand, and forcibly pressed the confinement of the joint in a way that ordinary people would never do, and Lawrence simply drew the nail sword, and at the same time learned Lorenzo's way, kicked him hard in the chest, and kicked him out directly.

A hand gripped the edge of the roof at the end, so Lorenzo didn't fall off the train.

Lawrence came with a nail sword in his hand, and he was going to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Knowing the disadvantage at this moment, Lorenzo let go of his hand, and before Lawrence arrived, he sank into the wind and snow again.

Standing on the edge of the roof, the endless cold wind blowing through both sides of the body, Lawrence did not let his guard down, he knew that Lorenzo would not rest on his laurels.

The next moment, the folding knife pierced through the steel, pierced through the roof of the car under his feet, and almost pierced Lawrence's ankle, and at this moment he directly rolled out of the car and continued the pursuit.

The door had opened, and before Lawrence could stand still, a flickering flame lit in the darkness.

"That weapon is useless to me. ”

Lawrence strode into the darkness, and with Shang Dafeng's foreknowledge and the physical strength of the witcher, it was not a problem to cut through the speeding aluminum bullets.

But in the darkness there was Lorenzo's laughter.

"Imam, you're too confident, and overconfidence is also a weakness. ”

As he spoke, several steel needles were pierced in the darkness...... It wasn't a steel needle, it was a conductive metal spear, and Lorenzo fired it in the dark.

Lawrence had never seen such a weapon, and the nail sword slashed it down at will, but when the nail sword made contact with it, the surging electricity hit his body for a moment, and the creature instinct spasmed, slowing the slash by a step, and then more conductive metal spears pierced into his body, restricting his movements.

"Look, that's it. ”

A mocking voice rang out.

Paralyzed, Lawrence exerted his strength in anger, and the terrifying erosion hit Lorenzo directly at this short distance, but this time Lorenzo did not fall, his eyes were bloodshot, and blood fell from the tip of his nose.

An overdose of Florent's potion kept his sanity alive, and he looked hideous.

"How many aluminum bullets can you cut down now?"

Lorenzo picked up the already lit aluminum rifle, and the meteor flew by.

The electric spear gun alone couldn't trap Lawrence, but as long as it could limit his movements slightly, even if he foresaw the future, he couldn't change it.

This is Lorenzo's plan, Shang Dafeng's foreknowledge is limited, there will always be a certain period of time when the future is blank for Lawrence, so the offensive is like a storm, continuous trial and error, until Lawrence gives Lorenzo a chance in that blank time.

Now is the time!

After a short period of paralysis, Lawrence broke free from the restraints, and the strength that slowed down was the first to cut down the first aluminum bullet, but then the subsequent aluminum bullets had already arrived, and he was slow.

The half-melted hot metal hit his body directly, and the solid metal pierced into his body, and the liquid metal adhered to the surface of his skin, and the burning heat brought great pain for a moment.

The heart-rending pain tormented Lawrence's nerves, and the hand wielding the sword hesitated slightly, and more aluminum bullets successfully hit, almost melting half of his sub into a metal statue in an instant.

"Lorenzo!"

He roared.

Violently shook the molten iron, the nail sword came with death intent, Lorenzo had no intention of dodging at all, the armor was fully covered, and the solid black armor was like a shield, but compared to the body nourished by the Holy Grail, the power was still too terrifying, the nail sword pierced through Lorenzo's mouth, and then nailed to the rear car door.

"Patriarch, you taught me that the witcher should be a weapon, and there is no need for superfluous sense, and he abandons his share. ”

Lorenzo tightened his grip on the nail sword that pierced him, and he looked at Lawrence with a hideous face, and there was a burst of laughter from under the visor.

"Fear, greed, feeling...... These are human weaknesses, but do you remember that anger is also a human weakness?"

"Anger makes people lose their minds. ”

Lawrence's angry god suddenly vanished, his eyes glowing with blazing white, and he saw the abominable future, but it was then that Lorenzo grabbed him.

Another way to fight against Chanda...... Some futures, even if they are foreseen in advance, cannot be avoided.

"Don't run away, Lawrence!"

Lorenzo roared and activated the weapon in his other hand, a blazing light flashing.

This is Lorenzo's carefully selected battlefield, and every weapon in the carriage is designed to kill Lawrence.

The Forge Spear has been activated, a weapon created to restrain the Armor of Original Sin, essentially a large aluminium agent that melts through the armor and destroys its internal mechanics as it melts through the armor and destroys its internal mechanics, and is now being used on Lawrence's.

No matter how much Lawrence turned the nail sword, the intense pain did not make Lorenzo let go of his hand, and then the sharp spear pierced it, and the half-melted molten iron overflowed as if it had a physical light.

Lawrence wailed and retreated, the blood of the Holy Grail would not kill him, but the intense pain still drove him crazy, and he slowly took out the spear, and the golden molten iron spread on the ground, like a pool of golden water.

Lorenzo also pulled out the piercing nail sword little by little, his armor was full of cracks, and his shadow swayed.

Holding the fiery metal, Lawrence threw it without hesitation, and the next moment the flaming spear descended in front of Lorenzo's eyes, swinging his nail sword, Lorenzo tried to deflect it, but was knocked out by the force it carried, and slammed the entire door to the edge of the car, and an endless cold wind poured in.

"It's ugly, Lawrence. ”

Lorenzo continued to laugh as he slowly rose to look at the figure standing above the fireworks.

"You still don't understand, anger still reigns against you. ”

As Lorenzo's voice fell, Lawrence sensed it, but it was too late, and it was the "void" after the foreknowledge was activated.

The heat ignited the remaining weapons in the compartment, the countless incendiary bombs.

Lorenzo climbed into the carriage with all his might, but even then he was a step slower, and the ammunition of the weapon ignited and exploded, causing a martyrdom in the cramped compartment.

Shattering shrapnel, surging heat, boiling fireworks.

The sturdy carriage seemed to have been kneaded by a giant for a moment, and the whole body was twisted and deformed, and the instantaneous heat burned it black, as if it were the frame of the giant's corpse.

The powerful impact cleared the heavy snow within tens of meters, and in this bad weather, a piece of pure land was opened, and this blank space lasted for at least tens of seconds, after which the snowflakes slowly fell.

The rails underneath it were also shattered, and the train nearly derailed due to violent jolting.

Lorenzo stood on the roof of the car, and in order to ensure the continuation of the plan, there was not too much explosives in the car, but high-temperature incendiary bombs.

It's all a trap for Lorenzo, he may not be a good detective, but he's a good liar, a cruel witcher.

He had been preparing for too long to kill Lawrence, clutching everything he could, even the rock, swinging down so hard that it would smash his head open.

The carriage is like a combustion chamber, and the temperature of the core can reach thousands of degrees in an instant, and even steel will melt, let alone blood.

This is the crucible of death.

But Lorenzo was not complacent, and he stared at the blinding sea of fire until the wind smelled of ashes.

The fiery nail sword burst through the air, and Lorenzo's heart palpitated with the force of the wind, and he set up both the nail sword and the folding knife, and with a loud thud the weapon snapped, the shattered blade slicing into his body.

The speed was so fast that Lorenzo could only see the burning eyes, and then the sharp nail sword cut through his body, and he clenched the broken sword and tried to fight back, his eyes finally caught up with the high-speed shadow, but it was an abomination that he had never seen before.

"As I said, I am your teacher, and I teach you all your skills. ”

The demon said slowly, and before the blood could drip down, it froze on top of the nail sword, and the blood glowed crimson.

Then the red shadow swept up, and Lorenzo instinctively resisted the swift blow, but the blade that followed the back slash hit his wrist, and he couldn't see Lawrence's path clearly, and a new cold light fell.

The wounds are one before and one after the other, and they are two swords.

Lorenzo knew that he couldn't continue like this, so he stepped back hard, flicking Winchester out of his waist, and the dragon's breath was released, and the blazing fire curtain interrupted the chaos of snow and hindered Lawrence's pursuit for the time being.

No, there was no interruption, the nail sword broke through the air, directly through Lorenzo's arm holding the gun, and the huge force on the nail sword carried him to the roof of the car, and the endless cold wind blew away the fire curtain of the dragon's breath, and the demon stepped on the fireworks.

"Courage, skill, strength, cunning. ”

Lorenzo struggled to his feet, whispering about his teachings at the Demon Hunters.

The twisted joints were forcibly straightened by the action of the muscles, and he pulled out the nail sword that pierced through his arm, and whispered in pain.

The secret blood healed the horrible wound, which might kill a person, but it wasn't enough for the witcher.

"Give up, Lorenzo, you have no hope of victory at all. ”

Lawrence said.

He had perfectly suppressed Lorenzo, the witcher had calculated a lot, whether it was the snow or the no-man's land, the train full of weapons, or the explosion that could evaporate a person almost instantly, Lorenzo had calculated Lawrence as best he could, his plan was almost perfect

...... A wild dog can only do this if he wants to bite a tiger to death.

But under that sheer power, it all seemed so fragile.

Lawrence was naked at the moment, cumbersome inscriptions covering his body like lines, the wounds Lorenzo had left on him were healing at a visible rate, and the twisted tumor hung down on the side of his mouth, with a sleeping face on it, eeriely terrifying.

The boxes before and after were shattered, and the nail swords in them fell out, and he tied them around his waist with the remnants of his red robe.

Lawrence wielded the nail sword, and he turned his back to the sea of fire, like the angel with the sword of fire in mythology.

"It's horrible...... Is this the power of the Holy Grail? ”

Lorenzo smiled bitterly, he did not rush to attack, but reached into his arms and took out the cigarette case.

The delicate cigarette case had also been pierced by the stabbing blow just now, and Lorenzo could only barely pick out half of the cigarette that could still be smoked, hold it on the fire next to it, and finally reluctantly ignite it in the cold wind.

"It's not time to throw in the towel yet...... And that's just the beginning. ”

The blizzard that fell again blurred his shadow, and Lorenzo stared at his pocket watch from an angle that Lawrence couldn't see.

"You know, Patriarch, I don't believe in fate, fate, or destiny...... Of course, I didn't dare say that when I was in the Order, after all, you are a Chandal witcher, and even the Pope will ask you about the unknown future. ”

He slowly said to himself, in fact, he was also buying time, he needed time to make the injured body heal, Lawrence also knew this, but he was not in a hurry, he had always had an absolute advantage, absolute confidence, he believed that nothing could change the tide of the battle, because he was not destined to die here.

"I've always felt that those are the words of the gods, how can there be a doomed future, if you are destined to drown in fate, don't rely on the sea, if you say that you will become a peerless demon king, then do good deeds.

I don't believe in this of fate or anything like that, like you're meant to do something...... No one can force me to do anything!"

The witcher raised his spiked sword again, the smooth body reflected in the distorted light.

"I thought I would always be in this mindset, but I ...... after the night of Arrival"

The eerie laughter rippled back and forth in the cold wind, as if it was a hideous evil ghost.

"At that moment, I suddenly understood, damn this thing is really evil, no matter how you escape, you can't escape. ”

"And what is your ideal?"

Like listening to the last words of a dead man, Lawrence still has time to kill them.

The gray shadow tilted its head, and the blazing white fireworks boiled and burned behind the snowy curtain.

"Eradication of demons, of course. ”

"It's a bit out of reach, even wishful thinking. ”

"But aren't ideals called ideals because they are out of reach?"

Lawrence was stunned for a moment, then laughed uncontrollably, and he looked at the burning shadow with some appreciation, and praised.

"That's nice, Lorenzo. ”

"Of course. ”

Lorenzo responded, tossing the cigarette butt into the wind, and with the rising secret blood, new armor covered the surface of his body.

"It's like I used to think I was burning a sin fire, but then I realized that I was nothing more than burned ashes, remnants of warmth.

But whether it's firewood or embers, as long as you can burn the demons, it's enough, right?"

In the blizzard, the Black Knight tightened his grip on the nail sword, the blade covered in holy silver hung slightly, and fireworks erupted from the cracks in his armor.

【Secret Blood Awakening 29%】

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