Ember Gun

   Chapter 631

  The nail sword is like a paintbrush. As the sharp edge is gently swiped, a blazing white rolling sun will appear, standing horizontally in front of Lorenzo, the scorching light roaring and burning.

  The existence of the blazing sun only lasted for less than a few seconds, and then the high-pitched power could no longer be restrained, and it collapsed in an instant.

  The light spilled into a blazing white impact, passing over the black and overwhelming demons.

  In an instant, all the substances that could be burned were given instructions to burn. They began to crack and boil, the walls became charred, and the dead bodies began to turn to ashes and shattered to the ground.

  A crimson light appeared on the bodies of the demons, and they were piping hot, like burning coal.

They can't move anymore. The deadly high temperature took their lives in an instant. At this moment, they are just one dead sculpture after another. Lorenzo strode past, waved his nail sword, and beat the dead monsters. Broken, the sky full of ashes splashed, surging by.

  "Stop driving these useless things, Roger."

  Lorenzo said loudly.

   "You should be clear that, for us, the existence of these things is nothing more than a corpse."

  More smoke rose, Lorenzo came against the black smoke and saw Roger at the end of the corridor.

  The situation is already terrible. Lorenzo doesn't know how many people Roger's has eroded, and how many beacons have been implanted in his mind. Under his surprise attack, the decontamination mechanism has begun to uncontrollably disintegrate.

  Although Percival escaped from the broken dome, Roger still has the ability to invade her consciousness at any time, and there are more unknown survivors...

  Lorenzo gave up thinking, he just wanted to kill the guy in front of him and try his limit.

   "Yes, we are people who have been sublimated, and have long surpassed mortals."

  Roger lowered his head and glanced at the spike in his hand.

This is not the real him. The real Roger is just a bunch of disordered consciousness. Lorenzo sees only one of his many carriers, but because this carrier has not been used for a long time, the physical body has not been alienated by consciousness. It's so deep, so the strengths it exerts vary.

  But this is also a carrier after all.

  The body used by Roger and the sharp swords he wields are just all his habits when he was still a human.

  He is no longer a human, but in many cases he will be influenced by human thoughts.

   "Come and let me try it, Holmes."

  Roger smiled. He probably agreed with Lorenzo's idea. All the demons stopped attacking, and the flames in his eyes disappeared, as if they were dead.

  Heavy wind pressure came in an instant, Lorenzo heard the delayed footsteps, and at the same time, a huge force came from his chest.

  The spike broke through his armor and penetrated his chest.

The pupils of the eyes were slightly enlarged, but soon a fire ignited again. Lorenzo's leaning body was stopped as the nail sword fell, and the nail sword was also waved in the other hand, and the metal sound played, as expected. Be blocked.

  Roger set up another spike to block the blow, but this is not the end of Lorenzo's counterattack, and the blast of fire burst from under the armor.

In the blazing light, Lorenzo got up with difficulty, and slammed his head on Roger's head. Under the strong shock, the visors of both sides fell off, and then he stared at each other with scorching eyes.

  【Gap】Invasion.

   "It's so bold! Holmes!" Roger shouted.

  No one would have thought that Lorenzo would take the initiative to invade Roger, but Roger's consciousness is under the carrier, and the consciousness of being protected by the carrier is difficult to be captured in this case.

  But Lorenzo never thought of being able to capture, this is something that Adren can hardly do, and all he has to do is to fight for such a first-line opportunity.

   Consciousness flies away, deep into the darkness.

  Lorenzo turned into a grayish white in front of him, and as the depth increased, the gray-white world also progressed more and more towards the pitch black. In the deepest part of all this, he could see an absolutely pitch black spot.

   Stopped, the flames burst.

  As if a heavy fist hit Roger's head, his consciousness was trembling slightly and unconsciously.

It was also in this brief loss of consciousness that Lorenzo found an opportunity. He twisted the nail on his chest and covered it with the same iron-like hardness. He swung it with all his strength and fiercely. The slash hit Roger's throat.

  After Lorenzo gave Roger a heavy blow to his consciousness, he immediately withdrew, without giving Roger a chance to tremble at all, all he had to do was to slightly influence him, so that he could get a respite in this reality.

  This short period of time, for others, is almost insignificant, but for Lorenzo, these hours are enough for him to do too much.

The armor and flesh were chopped out of huge rifts, and the blood spurted, and even the broken bones could be seen. The strength was so great that even the nail sword that slashed with it broke at this moment, shattering countless sharp points. Fragments.

   "It's not over yet!"

Lorenzo roared, and the nails were broken, but it did not mean that he had lost his weapon. As the secret blood climbed, Mighty Medanzo continued to strengthen, and the solid rigidity was constructed in his hand to be equally crooked. spike.

   Through the arms, through the thighs, through the chest, through the heart...

  The storm-like heavy blow hit Roger, leaving huge scars one after another on his body. The armor was shattered, entangled with flesh and blood, and the spikes pierced one by one.

  The secret blood has already broken through the threshold, falling toward a deeper darkness, and sublimating toward a greater realm.

  The monstrous raging flame overflowed from the wound, rotating and rising, burning Roger's body to gray.

Abandoning his head and between the split visor, Lorenzo saw Roger's hollow gaze, but the hollow gaze glowed in the next second, his eyeballs turned quickly, and finally looked at Lorenzo, an abomination. A smile appeared on his face.

Countless scarlet tentacles increased in the hot fireworks. They grabbed the head that was about to be thrown and pulled it back to its original position. The flesh and blood were entangled, combining the spikes with the armor, and the broken flesh and blood was quickly healed. .

   "It won't kill me at this level, Holmes."

  Roger raised his hand and caught the nail that was about to fall. The nail pierced through his palm and was nailed to his shoulder, but no matter how hard Lorenzo used it, it could no longer continue.

   "I can give you a fair chance to fight, go ahead and continue this great sublimation."

  Roger laughed sternly.

  He could feel the darkness rolling in Lorenzo's body. In the deep shadow, a hundred eyes opened, scarlet eyes peeping at all things in the world.

【continue. 】

  【Only in this way can you kill him. 】

【bring it on. 】

  Evil voices echoed in his ears, and Lorenzo suddenly saw the scarlet pupils opened in the shadow, and they all looked at him.

   "The Unspeakable..."

  Lorenzo looked stiff when he saw this, and all his muscles were as tight as iron.

  In order to fight against Roger, he constantly ascended the secret blood, and also sublimated towards a greater state.

  He can kill the demon, provided that he becomes another demon.

  Like Roger, and Adren, stepping into this reincarnation.

There was a loud sound, and Lorenzo was pushed away violently and smashed into the back. He just lifted up, and another spike came through the air. Fortunately, it did not penetrate his body, but smashed it hard. On one side, the wound was cut open.

  Lorenzo got up, smashed through a wall, and pulled away.

  The broken dome has become an arena for two people, on the top of the tower that is like a maze, they are constantly clashing.

  Roger lost Lorenzo’s vision, but he could feel the erosion like a blazing sun. Based on this perception, the two knew where each other was.

  "Come here!"

  Roger said in a loud voice, the next moment the emptiness of the will surpassed the limit of the material, and slammed fiercely on the body.

   Lorenzo, who was moving, staggered a few times and almost fell.

There was a heart-piercing pain in his mind. Roger was just trying to invade him, just like Lorenzo did to Roger, but both of them have physical bodies as a material barrier, and the invasion will be restricted to a certain extent. , But this can still have an impact.

  His vision became confused with this heavy blow, Lorenzo touched his face, a large amount of nosebleeds flowed out, and then he felt the erosion of continuing to approach.

  Roger broke through the layers of walls, and the burning spikes burst like a lance in front of Lorenzo, nailing them into the wall on one side.

  In this case, it seems that there is no more choice. Lorenzo does not want to become a demon like them. This behavior is just to transfer the crisis from them, and it still has not been completely resolved.

  I hope they can be faster.

Lorenzo thought to himself that his other expectation was the anonymous ones. As long as he nailed Roger here firmly and gave the anonymous ones time to react, there might be a turning point, even if he could not kill Roger. Knock him back.

  As for the next thing...I'll talk about it later.

  Lorenzo once again drew a round of scorching sun, and the tumbling fireworks broke out in an instant, outputting a flow of heat, burning all the matter in the field of vision to red.

  Fire flowed through the armor, Roger turned around, but saw Lorenzo continue to retreat, avoiding his sharp edge.

   "Are you afraid? Holmes!"

  Roger laughed.

After devouring the memories of several soldiers, Roger also roughly understood everything about Lorenzo. As the last demon hunter, he was placed too much in hope of eliminating the organs, and now he is in front of him. Hold your head and scurry.

  Human glory is not worth mentioning to Roger. Lorenzo is more fragile, the more it proves the significance of sublimation.

  Mortals are cowardly after all, and only great sublimation can end all suffering.

  "Have you noticed yet? Roger."

  The voice came from afar, and Lorenzo ran away while responding, "You are such a poor ghost."

  The sound of ridicule came slowly, but Roger was not angry, his face was calm, and he calmly pushed despair.

  There is no need to fight over words. Only the absolute reality will bring down the arrogance of people.

  The surrounding buildings made a babble, and under the continuous fighting and fire, even the broken dome could no longer be supported, and it almost collapsed.

  They fought on the crumbling building, and no one knew when the collapse that swept everything would come.

  Each encounter is a scream between metals. The force numbs his arm, and the barely healed wound also cracks. Blood is gushing out. Lorenzo gritted his teeth and barely resisted Roger's attack.

  At the moment, this carrier has not been eroded by him for a long time, so the intensity is also limited, but even so, it still makes Lorenzo a little hard to fight, and at the same time, worse things are fermenting in the dark.

  Lorenzo did not deliberately guide, but under high pressure, the secret blood still relied on instinct to advance, protecting Lorenzo.

The secret blood was restless and rising in the body. After breaking through the threshold, it did not stop, but continued to run towards the end of the darkness. In order to resist the heavy pressure from Roger, Lorenzo involuntarily drove all of this, secret blood Assist him in "sublimation" so as to adapt to the fight with Roger.

Lorenzo did not notice these, but Roger has realized that in the battle against himself, Lorenzo is constantly getting stronger in order to survive and kill himself, but in the same way, he is also sliding towards Dark, follow the same path.

"come!"

  Roger shook his voice, and he threw the spike again.

  The speeding steel easily penetrated everything, and the flames wrapped around the mottled surface, like a convoluted tornado, turning into a fiery gun.

   flashed past, Chi Yan's tail followed the spikes, burning everything in the way to a dilapidated gray.

The speed is so fast that Lorenzo can't avoid it at all. His heart beats violently. The scream from the depths of his soul warns Lorenzo that once he is hit by such an attack, Lorenzo's physical defense will be defeated in an instant. He is dying, and his [Gap] will also lose the last line of defense, open to Roger.

  Fear, coldness, and boiling.

  Some barrier was opened, and Lorenzo stood beside the abyss.

  The body trembled slightly, and then, the armor began to deform, and the ends of Lorenzo's hands became sharp, like the sharp claws of a beast.

  Evil, strange and deceitful, the same darkness floats on his body.

Then Lorenzo saw the trajectory of the Flame Spear. It would hit itself, pierce through its body, and burn it to death, but as long as... just move it a little bit, just barely raise its arm, and just slightly shake it. Trajectory...

  Lorenzo threw the spikes in his hand toward the flame spear, and at the same time he turned slightly sideways.

   Calm down.

The spike hit the flame gun, and it was broken into molten molten iron at the moment of contact, but this weak attack still caused a very small error in the path of the flame gun, and then it followed Lorenzo's side. Passing by, the ruins right behind him ignited a monstrous flame.

Lorenzo stared at the sea of ​​fire behind him. He avoided most of the damage. When the flame spear passed over his chest, it shattered his armor and burned his flesh, but compared to the "end" that Lorenzo saw, this It is undoubtedly much better.

  There is a sudden wind.

Roger arrived with spikes, but this time he was not able to easily hit Lorenzo like before. Lorenzo leaned his body and easily escaped the sword attack. The nail went underground.

  The sharp rays of light interlaced, Lorenzo just as expected all Roger's actions, avoiding his various blocks, sending sharp spikes into his chest, and penetrating his heart.

  Lorenzo looked at Roger blankly, using a little bit of force on his wrist, completely shattering his heart.

"I saw."

   Lorenzo whispered, all kinds of chaotic futures flashed before his eyes, time was short, but it was enough for him to make a perfect choice.

  Power·Shangda Pay.

  The spike seemed to be alive, and the solid metal proliferation on it, expanding the blade, turning it into a big sword of pig iron, and this completely cut Roger's chest from the inside.

The big sword swings and throws Roger forward. The dense armor wraps Lorenzo layer by layer, as if a craftsman is swinging a hammer, and there are many raised spikes growing on it, like the hard of a beast. Hair.

  He gasped, breathing cold and scorching heat.

  This armor is so heavy that Lorenzo can no longer support his pressure, and crawls on the ground like a wolf, dragging his big sword, and burning white flames on his body.

  【Secret Blood Awakens 61%】

  The secret blood broke through the second critical threshold, and sang forward towards the end of sublimation. The stubborn figure stretched its teeth and claws under the firelight.

  (End of this chapter)