Ember Gun

  Chapter 365 Winner

  The surging storm formed a crazily rotating loophole in the sky, like a vortex opened up in the sky, the two airships hovered around each other, and the distance was constantly getting closer.

  Lorenzo’s eyes did not stay on the Course Dawn for too long. In this bad weather, let alone the battle, the shelling of the Course Dawn was difficult to hit, and there was no need to expect them to do anything.

  The trembling sound sounded along with the surging wind. Lorenzo swung his sword to cut off the spreading flesh and blood. The blood and the violent storm mixed together.

I can see the scarlet flesh and blood like tentacles, slowly winding around the entire airship, like some kind of scarlet plant, it grows savagely, and the hideous flesh and blood penetrates every gap, bit by bit. The Bach engulfed.

  A little bit of flesh and blood has been stained wherever his eyes are, and with the control of the nerves, they forcefully twist the covered material, distorting the entire airship.

  This is the power brought after demonization. Driven by the secret blood, the demon hunter began to break through the shackles of the human form and move towards the twisted demon.

   Abandon all humanity and become a member of the monsters.

  Power Yanar.

The endless red thread weaves the spider’s nest-like environment, and this happens everywhere on the Reichenbach. The flesh and blood that break through the body grow greedily, assimilating these substances into a part of the body, like a vine. Covering every place, connected blood travels through it, and the hard and steel are mixed together, like bones, supporting the twisted body.

  The entire Reichenbach was gradually becoming a part of its body under the burning of the secret blood.

Just like the reenactment of the night of Holy Prophet, in that burning night, in the countless long days and nights after that night, the demon hunter named Yanar fought with the demons in this way, he Completely demonized, the growth and distortion of flesh and blood covered the entire stagnant temple.

  Her tentacles pierced through the dead bodies, squeezing the last nourishment from them, falling down, standing up again, and so on, until all the hatred was killed.

Lorenzo’s gaze was awe-inspiring, and he didn’t expect that the Yanar witcher would be so tricky after being demonized, but it is also true that Lorenzo never had a specific judgment on the demonized witcher, after all, the old order’s The demon hunters all have silver-binding bolts. The more they gain strength, they turn into demons, and the deadly sacred silver melts faster, killing the life that breaks the taboo.

  This is the bottom line of the old church, but the new church doesn't care about it.

  They have stepped into the taboo and turned into mortal evil spirits.

  This also strengthened Lorenzo's idea, this is an airship heading to hell, he will not let any guest stay in this warm world.

The nail sword splits the walls entangled with flesh and blood, and the entire Reichenbach has been distorted into a weird appearance. He doesn't need to worry about whether he can walk through the door anymore. He must find the core of this demonization, otherwise no matter what Luo How much flesh and blood Renzo cuts, it will still survive tenaciously.

  Of course, there are more dangers aboard the Reichenbach at this moment, there are other demonized witchers, and Moriarty who has been peeping at him.

   Thinking like this, a roar came from above, the ceiling above his head shattered, and the broken edge was still carrying a burning flame, but after this there was a deadly edge.

  The mottled spiked sword was covered with fine blood vessels, as if it were a combination of living things and metal. This reminded Lorenzo of the armor of Original Sin. The same is true of that kind of thing, a mixture of steel and flesh, twisted and sutured creations.

There was no time to think about anything else. The metal cut open the air and let out a piercing roar. The distorted demon hunter came holding such a weird spike sword. The timing of its attack was so exquisite, Lorenzo for a moment. There is no opportunity to resist.

  The pale light fell, and a sharp wound split along the visor and penetrated the breastplate to the ground. Then more cracks appeared on the armor, and hot blood continuously poured out from it.

  Lorenzo stepped abruptly. After the demonization, the power of the demon hunter was far more terrible than he expected. At the same time he was injured, the flesh and blood began to heal, and the broken armor was recast as if it were alive.

  The sword light lit up again, and the hazy firelight was reflected on the rough surface.

  The demon hunter has seen all of Lorenzo's actions. With the excitement of the secret blood, the witch hunter who has stepped into the taboo can see a more distant future.

  Lorenzo's movements became countless ghosts in his eyes, and everything became traceable.

"Try this!"

  Lorenzo threw the nail sword in his hand, and the red-hot blade galloped towards him.

In the eyes of the Shangdapeng Demon Hunter, the trajectory of the nail sword throwing has long been doomed, and now it is nothing more than repeating what the Shangdapeng Demon Hunter has seen long ago. The two spikes collided with each other. , Lorenzo's offensive was easily resolved, but after that, there was a roar of gunfire.

  While throwing the sword, Lorenzo grabbed the shotgun and fired at the enemy in front of him. Even if he saw the future, it was difficult to avoid some attacks.

The scattered projectiles pulled out a red trajectory and pierced through the body of the Shang Dapeng Demon Hunter. He had no intention of blocking, and directly collided with the projectiles. The figure was stagnant, but he was stopped for a short period of time. Rushed again.

It had already previewed Lorenzo's firing in its vision, but for the current demon hunter, it was hard to cause any fatal damage from this shooting. It did not have time to defend, but did not care about Lorenzo at all. attack.

The sword light approached again, and under the heavy blow, the scorched floor under his feet shattered, and the two fell directly into the sea of ​​fire below. Lorenzo rolled to his feet, but before he waited to continue swinging the sword, the burning pain came from It came from the wound.

The twisted flesh and blood broke away from Lorenzo's armor bit by bit, like a flower sprouting from a rock. The scarlet lotus bloomed from the armor. Under its bewitching appearance, the flesh and blood sank like a rhizome. Renzo's body assimilated him little by little.

  Lorenzo coughed up blood, and the vines of flesh and blood entangled him little by little.

   is the sword, the nailed sword with flesh and blood, that is the flesh and blood of the Yanar Demon Hunter.

As its flesh and blood spread, the entire Reichenbach was assimilated into a part of its body. It can be said that Lorenzo is fighting in an extremely large monster at this moment, and the growth of flesh and blood is like a seed, accompanied by the rest of the hunting. The demon's sword strikes penetrated into his flesh and blood, and took root.

  In a short period of time, countless red lotus blossomed on the stone-like armor. Lorenzo tried to move, but his joints were all bound by vine-like flesh and blood.

  After the sea of ​​fire in front of him, one figure after another stood up, approaching Lorenzo.

Countless red lines fell from the darkness above, connecting those hideous figures one after another. For a while, Lorenzo was also a little unable to tell whether they were crazy because of Moriarty’s power or were they mad at the moment. Yanar's power dominates the body.

  Or...both.

   "So, is your position there? Moriarty."

Lorenzo whispered softly, and at the same time the armor on his body collapsed with all the red lotus, and the rhizomes deeply planted in the body were uprooted as the armor fell off, like being penetrated by a sharp sword, and a thin figure appeared. Countless pores and scars, blood gushing out of them unstoppable.

   Holding the nail sword, Lorenzo looked abominable.

  Such an injury is enough to kill anyone, but with the boiling of secret blood, the injury will heal in just a few breaths.

  Lorenzo has also become a monster, like these demon hunters, an immortal monster.

  【Secret Blood Awakens 47%】

  Leng Che's voice echoed in his mind, but then the voice gradually blurred, and even more burning pain spread from his body.

  A faint red light glowed under Lorenzo's chest, as if a scorching sun turned into his heart, beating vigorously in the flesh and blood chest cavity.

It’s almost reaching the limit. Once he crosses the final threshold, Lorenzo doesn’t know what he will become. Perhaps, as he learned in the Order, he will turn into a crazy monster, a completely melted saint. Silver kills.

  There is no time to think about this. Lorenzo's speed has risen sharply after leaving the armor. Coupled with the boiling secret blood, the enemy has become stronger, and he has also become more like a monster.

   Fighting with the demon hunters in the sea of ​​fire, their eyes are hollow, as if the soul under the shell has been burned out by anger, leaving only the body of the walking corpse.

  He has always been a violent person, with uncontrollable fury hidden under his weak eyes.

  The nail sword slashed brutally, the speed of swinging the sword continued to increase, and finally rolled up the tornado in this confined space.

  The sparks and fireworks are dragged by the sword's edge, drawing a dazzling trajectory.

  In this situation, facing these inhuman monsters, the so-called swordsmanship has lost all the skills at all. All Lorenzo can do is swing the sword harder and faster.

  The steel collided with each other, and sparks erupted between the witchers and Lorenzo. In the end, the hand held in the hand was no longer a sword.

  It was just a handful of cracked, red and twisted steel.

Lorenzo had never felt embarrassed before, and his body was covered with wounds, each of which was considered fatal, with deep bones visible. It is no longer known how much blood was shed. The clothes that had been chopped and killed were only broken cloth strips. Dyed his head with sweat and blood, revealing a strong and dying body

   But in the same way, the red and twisted steel in his hand also slashed the demon hunters in front of them to pieces, and their powerful bodies fell apart.

  One body after another knelt down weakly, like slaves surrendering to the monarch. They landed on their heads, swallowed by the sea of ​​fire and the spreading flesh and blood, and no longer made a sound.

  Lorenzo continues to move forward. He is like a **** of death. No matter how powerful a life is, he can’t escape the fate of death. If someone refuses to come, Lorenzo will execute it himself.

The hyperplastic and distorted flesh and blood has spread to the outer wall of the Reichenbach. Looking from the heading to dawn, it can be clearly seen that the surface of the Reichenbach is already covered with hideous flesh and blood, and one has appeared on the tail of the airship. The huge twisted sarcoma, it seems that the entire airship is turning from a machine to a creature, becoming a giant whale that is really cruising in the sky.

  The flesh and blood in the field of vision is also changing, as if a towering giant tree has descended inside the Reichenbach, the flesh and blood are like the roots of the trees, hidden deep under the deck intricately.

Lorenzo kicked open the last door, hot air rushing over his face, the entire power room was covered with blood red light, countless sarcomas and rhizomes covered the entire room, entrenched on the hot boiler Twisted flesh and blood, wrapped in flesh and blood, an indifferent head was embedded in it like a gem, and only the burning fireworks remained in the hollow eyes.

  That is the Yanar Demon Hunter who caused all this. Just as Lorenzo thought, if you want to completely control the entire Reichenbach, the power room is the best diffusion point.

  So what about Moriarty? What is that cunning viper doing now?

  Lorenzo thought so, in the scarlet light, Moriarty smiled and looked at himself.

  For a moment, the chill passed through his heart, and Lorenzo subconsciously closed his eyes to avoid Moriarty's gaze, and it was also at this time that several spikes penetrated his body.

   Pierce the joints, cut the flesh and blood, and nail into the ground.

  No...I should have killed all other demon hunters.

  In the corner of his sight, Lorenzo saw that countless red lines supported the broken bodies, one after another like dolls that were manipulated, following instructions.

  Yes, they were all killed by Lorenzo. It was the Yanar Demon Hunter who launched the attack at the moment. Its flesh and blood assimilated the dead bodies and used it to launch an attack.

not only that.

   "I won, Lorenzo Holmos."

In the scarlet light, Moriarty's smile turned evil.

  In this hellish battlefield, compared with these broken corpses and the ferocious Lorenzo, Moriarty looks the most like a normal person, but it is just such a normal person with a maddening fear hidden under his head.

   "You...utilized me..."

  In the intense pain, Lorenzo knew of his mistake. Since stepping into the Reichenbach, they have been constantly calculating and testing.

Moriarty knows that Lorenzo knows the conditions for the activation of Power Raphael, so when Moriarty meets Lorenzo, Lorenzo will definitely avoid meeting Moriarty's eyes. The moment Renzo lost his vision, that was the best time for Moriarty to launch an attack.

  Lorenzo's vigilance became his weakness, the nail sword that had already been in place fell, killing him perfectly from different angles.

  The joints were stuck by the nail sword, the body was nailed to death, huge wounds were exposed, and Lorenzo had to save himself first instead of attacking.

   Lost yourself?

  No, not yet, the head has not been cut off, the heart has not been destroyed, the secret blood is still boiling, and Lorenzo has a chance to fight back.

  Without the slightest hesitation, the secret blood surged towards the forbidden place. As long as the final limit was broken, all of this could no longer restrain Lorenzo.

  But the secret blood that was rising suddenly became cold, and the nail sword pierced Lorenzo's chest and penetrated his heart. He raised his head and Moriarty was close at hand, looking at him with a smile.

  Lorenzo looked at all this in disbelief, but then he felt ridiculous for his naive thoughts.

  This is the battlefield of life and death. The enemy will not leave him with any vitality. When he steps into Moriarty’s trap, his own death date is already doomed.

  After all, his enemy is him, the abominable James Moriarty.

   "It looks like I won, Mr. Holmes."

   Moriarty said softly, while turning the hilt vigorously, breaking Lorenzo's heart bit by bit.

  Death is coming, but Lorenzo's reaction in front of death surprised Moriarty.

  He thought Lorenzo would cry, mourn, and plead for his mercy, but Lorenzo did not do so, he raised his head, the rising fireworks went out, and his own appearance was reflected in his gray-blue eyes.

  Lorenzo laughed.

  His laughter was a little hoarse under this kind of injury, and thick blood was coughed up at the same time.

   "What are you laughing at?" Moriarty asked.

   "So, you are right, Moriarty, we really look alike."

  Lorenzo ignored what he said and just said to himself.

  "We are indeed very similar, so sometimes your'disorder' can actually be inferred. After all, you are me, and I know myself too well."

Lorenzo’s words made Moriarty feel a little uneasy. Lorenzo has been under his control, even if he caused the attack on the Reichenbach, it was easily resolved by him, but now, this The dying guy made him feel a little scared.

  It seems that something is going to happen, beyond my control.

   "We are so alike, a little neurotic, arrogant, narcissistic, and a little crazy."

  Lorenzo lowered his eyes, raised his hand to grasp the penetrating blade.

"So, if it were me, if I defeated a strong enemy, with my bad personality, I would be extremely happy. I would no longer hide in the dark and watch him die weakly, but watch him personally. He, witnessed his death, and then laughed at him presumptuously."

   "So, Moriarty, I am dying. A dying person will not arouse your vigilance, right? After all, you have won. The winner must have the calmness of the winner and the mercy of the winner."

   "So, Moriarty..."

   "So the current you must be the real you, right?"

  A sudden chill enveloped Moriarty, and he suddenly knew what Lorenzo was going to do.

The most troublesome thing about Moriarty is the chaotic illusion. Even if Lorenzo is fully guarded, he can't guarantee that he can avoid it completely, but he is very clear that only in one situation, Moriarty Is absolutely true.

  When he defeated himself.

"I'm too obsessed with eradicating demons, so you have the opportunity to destroy me, but in the same way, Moriarty, why are you too obsessed with me? What you have done is not just trying to Am I becoming your ideal monster?"

  When Lorenzo loses, Moriarty will walk out of the woven fantasy, stand in front of him and laugh at himself.

  This is the moment.

  When Lorenzo loses, it is also his final chance of winning.

   "The monster is here for revenge! Moriarty!"

  The secret blood detonated in the blood vessels, and the uncooled blood boiled again, the twisted and nailed arms buckled strangely, firmly holding the nail sword to break away from all the restraints, and waved thunder.

At the same time, Moriarty grabbed the nail sword and pierced Lorenzo's chest forcefully. The calm eyes burned again. Lorenzo did not avoid the sight, staring at the day in front of him. It burned the darkness in his eyes.

  Power Raphael.

  No matter what kind of vitality Lorenzo still has, no matter what kind of strategy he still has, in this case Moriarty completely captured Lorenzo's will and dragged it into that crazy illusion.

  He won.

  Thinking about this, Moriarty couldn't help but laughed. Sure enough, in this constant trial and calculation, he won in the end.

  But suddenly he couldn't see Lorenzo. To be precise, he couldn't see anything. There was a terrible darkness in his field of vision, and then heart-piercing pain came, and steel thunder sounded in his ears.

  A hideous wound burst open on Moriarty’s head.

Although he was captured by Might Raphael, at the end of his consciousness, Lorenzo still followed his instinct to swing his sword. The nail sword sliced ​​Moriarty’s head, chopped it down along the temple, and chopped up the bones. The burning eyes cut off together.

   Moriarty clutched his bleeding face and wailed and retreated. As his pain became more and more raging, it burned through the power room and engulfed the struggling two into the furnace.

Lorenzo maintained the posture of swinging the sword for the last time. The whole person stagnated like a sculpture, and his consciousness gradually became heavier. It is strange that in this hot hell, Lorenzo felt that he had fallen into the cold deep sea. Among them, the smell of sea breeze is blowing in the air.

  (End of this chapter)