Chapter 269 The invincible Mr. Holmes fell

  042 does not exist.

  All the bones of Lorenzo's body seemed to be pulled out for a moment, lost the support of the frame, and sat back on the seat feebly.

I am Medanzo, I am 047, everything Lorenzo has stuck to after the Holy Night, all the anger, all the sorrow, all those unforgivable, and even Lorenzo Holmes himself. ...

   Suddenly there was a sense of inexplicable sadness. Lorenzo gave all of his in order to eradicate the demons, but now he is a fictitious existence.

  All this is just a crazy conjecture.

  Pointless conjecture.

  At this moment, everyone has pity in their eyes, and they all seem to be pitying this sad soul.

  "I know it may be difficult to accept, but Mr. Holmes, according to the information you have become a detective in your old life in the old and new life."

   Anthony seems to have won the game. Lorenzo is a crazy guy. He will do whatever he can for his purpose, even if he loses his hands, he will bite the enemy's throat forcefully, but at this moment Anthony has destroyed everything about him.

  "As a detective, you should be aware of the importance of the evidence, and all the evidence now proves that 042 does not exist. Your true identity is 047, a demon hunter named Medanzo."

  Lorenzo lowered his head, as if looking at the pictures of himself.

  Lorenzo felt that he looked similar to Medanzo a long time ago, but now the similarity has been breached, and the two faces overlapped and turned into a crazy appearance.

   "There have been such similar cases in the Montenegro Hospital..."

   Merlin said suddenly at this moment, his tone without any emotion.

"A knight was eroded. The severe erosion caused the dislocation of his memory. He forgot who he was. Then he lived in a nursing home for many years. Except for his memory loss, he was no different from ordinary people, but in the long life he had New friends, new social circles..."

  The lost guy was reflected in his hollow eyes, he was like a wild dog whose spine had been broken.

   "He has a new life, but suddenly he woke up one day, he remembered everything..."

  The calm voice was sad, as if the person in the story was sitting here at the moment, the other one woke up, so his hands tore his chest, and another **** head stretched out.

"He has become a completely different person from the past. Now and the past are blurred. He can't even judge who he is at the moment. The woman he loved before the amnesia already has a family, and after the amnesia, he is with a familiar and familiar The life of a strange woman, his life collapsed, but the murderer was himself..."

  "Mr. Holmes, you are contaminated by the pseudo-Holy Grail. Even a demon hunter as strong as you can't feel the pollution progressing. You have been swallowed by a little bit of corrosion in this long time."

   Anthony concluded.

Everyone looked at the man with his head hanging down. He used to be like a group of unruly flames. It was difficult to extinguish him no matter whether it was a strong wind or a heavy rain, but now the group of fire is like melting snow, a little withered. , Become a small ball, and can't even illuminate himself.

   "The invincible Mr. Holmes is down~"

   The sound of the **** rang, very slight, but it was so clear in this quiet conference room that the person repeated it over and over again, still carrying the melody of nursery rhymes.

   "The invincible Mr. Holmes fell down~"

  Lorenzo slowly raised his head, looking at everyone present with a sullen gaze.

It was a pitiful and empathetic face, like a puppy that was soaked in heavy rain. You couldn't help but want to pick it up, but suddenly there was a smile on the sad face, and then it became The ferocious rose, and the broken steel was pieced together again, becoming stronger and stronger.

  The flames swaying in the wind began to roll and burst into a blazing sea of ​​flames.

Putting aside those **** emotions, when everyone thought invincible Mr. Holmes fell, Lorenzo became tough again. With a strange smile, he looked at everyone in the room mockingly. people.

  "Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?"

  Lorenzo whispered, but the madness in that voice touched everyone.

   Anthony was also vigilant at this moment, everything before proceeded according to his expectations, until now this sudden situation.

  At this moment, Arthur suddenly laughed with Lorenzo, and he clapped his hands while laughing.

  The invincible Mr. Holmes got up again. He was a monster who wanted to kill all demons. No one could defeat him before.

  From the beginning to the end, Anthony did not figure out a point. According to him, Lorenzo was a person living in madness. In this long madness, this absurd and weird world has been recognized by him as normal.

  Lorenzo Holmes himself is an extreme lunatic, in order to eradicate the demon's unscrupulous lunatics, and normal people who think that they are rational can never guess the pace of the madman.

   "I am from Feilengcui, and I am going to eradicate the demons. As for who I am... Does this matter?"

  Lorenzo reversed his previous stubbornness. At this moment, he didn't care who he was. He stared at Anthony, as if he would draw a hand of Winchester from somewhere and fire at him in the next second.

   "No, no, no... to be precise, it doesn't matter where I come from. After all, those are things in the past. Of these three **** questions, the only thing I think is useful is where I am going."

  Lorenzo returned to his calm look again. He combed his short pale blonde hair with his hands and sat in a chair leisurely.

"Yeah, I can come from Fei Lengcui, I can come from Old Dunling, even from the distant nine summers, I can also be 047, or 042, of course I don’t mind calling me Arthur, anyway, the name is like this A thing is just a name for a thing, isn't it?

  The only thing that matters is what I want to do. "

  Lorenzo looked at Anthony with a smile, and calmly told his long-cherished wish.

   "I am... a weapon temporarily named Lorenzo Holmes. I want to eradicate all demons.

  So, how about you, Father Anthony. "

  Lorenzo tilted his legs up and put his hands together on his legs.

   "After all that, what do you want to do? Father Anthony?"

  Anthony was stunned, and after a long time he laughed helplessly.

   "As expected of you."

  A demon hunter who has carried the false Holy Grail for several years and can continue to fight in madness. He will not fall so easily. Even if he does, he will lead the demons into **** together.

Anthony narrowed his smile and brought back his respect for the demon hunter. Unlike the new generation of demon hunters, he had the honor to see that crazy corner. He knew very well that the demon hunter had faced him before. What... Not only the face, he was alive and escaped from the taboo madness.

   "We want to reclaim the false Holy Grail you carried with you."

  Anthony continued.

  "The pseudo-Holy Grail was born on the night of Holy Prophet. Due to the loss of control at that time, we only know that it is dangerous, and we don’t know anything other than this."

  "Do you want to recover and test the abilities of the pseudo-Holy Grail?" Lorenzo saw through what they wanted to do, and then he laughed boringly.

   "That is the property of the Gospel Church."

   "But I belong to the decontamination agency now." Lorenzo replied mercilessly.

   Then Lorenzo continued.

   "Anthony, I know what you are here for today, and even said that there are you..."

   His gaze cast his eyes to the silent cleansing organs.

  Lorenzo suddenly stood up, and he walked slowly around the round table of the meeting, walking forward like a happy deer, turning and kicking from time to time, as if he was dancing a dance.

  He is calm, but he is on the edge of the red line that is out of control.

   "Gospel church, clean up institutions... It's a pity, after all, you are just trying to gain that taboo power under the banner of fighting against demons.

  That is not something mortals should touch. "

  Lorenzo put his hands on Arthur's shoulders.

  "Don’t rush to refute me, everyone, isn’t that? When we are weaker than demons, we try our best to destroy them, but when we are equal, or even slightly better, human inferiority appears.

  You are also beginning to yearn for that forbidden power. Yeah, that kind of power is too suitable to satisfy your greed. "

  There was a bit of loneliness in the gray-blue eyes.

   "I really miss the moment of the Eastern Expedition in history. There is no distraction. Everyone just wants to destroy the monsters. It is so pure."

  Lorenzo then looked at Anthony who was aside, and said without emotion.

"Father, give up. Whether it is you or the cleansing mechanism, the power of the false Holy Grail is not something you can touch. It is the same as the Holy Grail. Here is its real name, maybe you will be infected by erosion in the next second..."

  With threats in his words, Lorenzo glanced around.

   "You guys don't want to do this, right."

  Lorenzo is threatening everyone, as long as he pronounces the forbidden name, he may set off another holy night in the old Dunling.

  Of course, this is only a prediction. As Anthony said, no one understands the power of the pseudo-Holy Grail, and there may be insiders, but they all died in the night of Holy Prophet.

   "No, Lorenzo, you wouldn't do that."

   Arthur said suddenly.

  "You are a madman, but at least you are a madman with a bottom line. You have to eradicate the demon, so you will become a cage and keep that devil forever.

  This kind of behavior that takes everyone to die together goes against your purpose. "

  Lorenzo seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect that this guy who always held a gun at him would know him so well, but he said immediately.

   "But never test the bottom line of a madman, maybe I will lead everyone to die on a whim?"

  Lorenzo has a leisurely look, and it is hard to guess whether he is talking badly or whether he has seriously considered the decision.

  He walked to the door of the conference room, and finally looked back at you.

   "Then the conclusion is... I reject, Father Anthony, I reject everyone's search for the false Holy Grail. Humans should not touch these evils, especially the greed from your superiors."

  His voice was angry, rebuking everyone present.

   "You don't understand the cost of all this, and I have witnessed with my own eyes that the demon hunters were killed, swallowed, and their limbs and internal organs were scattered all over the place. Everything you have today is bloody.

  I will never compromise on this! "

  Lorenzo opened his hand calmly, and then asked.

   "Then... are you going to fight? Can you give me two swords first, after all, you guys look quite a lot."

  Lorenzo was talking bad things. He could hear the heavy breathing behind the door, gently rubbing his fingers on the metal, hiding the steam engine running slowly in the corner, and the whales wandering overhead.

  The invincible Mr. Holmes will not fall, but the invincible Mr. Holmes may be killed here. He did not die by the hand of a monster, but by human inferiority.

  But when Lorenzo was holding death, Arthur spoke again.

   "Then you can go, Lorenzo."

  Anthony looked at Arthur with awe-inspiring eyes, not understanding why he made such a decision.

  "I agree with your decision, Lorenzo, someone needs to guard the red line of mankind, just as the scavenger is looking after the cleansing mechanism, it is more appropriate for you to take care of the false Holy Grail.

  As for the danger you mentioned. "

Arthur looked at Anthony. Anthony never expected that his own plot would become like this. According to his script, Lorenzo, who was seen through his identity, would fall into hysterical madness, coupled with the threat of the pseudo-Holy Grail, the gospel There is a high probability that the church can re-contain the false Holy Grail, although this may involve sharing the fruit with the decontamination agency.

  "According to your statement, Lorenzo has been carrying the pseudo-Holy Grail for many years. During this period, he has been stable and safe. Of course, we can't confirm whether the pseudo-Holy Grail is in his body or not, right?"

  Everyone is aware of the existence of the pseudo-Holy Grail, but as to what it looks like, what characteristics, etc., everything is unknown.

  "Our evangelical church will not give up the false Holy Grail." Anthony said strongly.

   "Klorenzo is now under the decontamination agency, and here is Old Dunling and Inervig."

   Arthur firmly tied Lorenzo to the chariot that cleared the organs, and then the closed door slowly opened.

  Lorenzo glanced at Anthony one last time, and then left without looking back.

The corridor is not long, one side is full of knights who cleanse the organs, and the other is the demon hunters of the Demon Hunting Order. Everyone looks surprised at Lorenzo’s expression. It seems that according to their thoughts, it should be a command in the conference room. , They rushed in and chopped Lorenzo to pieces.

But Lorenzo walked out alive, his eyes swept over the faces of the demon hunters, and remembered them all in his mind. Anthony won't stop there, maybe Lorenzo is in a dark alley. Li will meet these demon hunters again.

The figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, strolling in the uninhabited alley, the hideous madness on his face dissipated, his expression was like a tramp after a hangover, he could not remember how he left the heavily guarded building. , Finally couldn't hold it anymore, he staggered, supported the wall and fell down a little bit.

Like a fierce monster, but at this moment, his body is full of arrow feathers. Lorenzo’s deception is a good show after all. This time is no exception. He deceived Anthony and deceived Arthur, but this time he could not Fooled myself.

Outside the dark alley is the bustling street. Lorenzo’s strong will to support finally collapsed. His gray-blue eyes were hollow, he was holding his head, and his extremely painful face was reflected in the muddy water until this point. Mr. Holmes, who was invincible for a moment, fell.

  042 does not exist, Lorenzo Holmes does not exist, all of this is just my own crazy imagination, and everything that I stick to has also become a vain.

  Lorenzo curled up into a ball in the corner, like a bereaved dog.

  (End of this chapter)