Chapter 475 End of Sublimation

The entire workshop was shrouded by chaotic and treacherous power. The broken wings rose up without wind, like a mad snow, it was flying, everything that the sharp edge cutting could touch, the fire bursts, and the unlucky ghost The cutting hit, severed limbs and flesh and blood flew across.

Lorenzo speeded up. Under the armor, snowflakes hit his body, causing bursts of roar. Some even cut along the gaps in the armor and pierced into Lorenzo's body. Can't stop him.

  The flame is burning and boiling.

  A pure white fire burst out from Winchester's muzzle, and the dragon's breath bullet cut across the battlefield to cut the formation, separating some of the angels from the whole. Lorenzo took this opportunity to quickly move forward and apply a heavy blow.

After experiencing so much, Lorenzo’s strength is no longer what he used to be. He broke free from the shackles of the silver-binding bolt, and filled the body with the flesh and blood of angels. After obtaining the [certificate] of [sublimation] , His power has been infinitely close to Lawrence, and sometimes he feels that he may be one of the most powerful demon hunters in the past 100 years.

   "About 5 minutes."

   Lorenzo said coldly.

  He has been observing the nature of the angels. From the death of the first angel to the return of the first angel, there was an interval of about five minutes.

  The angels moved forward in silence, and the entire bottom was out of control. The emerging thunderball turned the ground into a pothole. From some gaps, one could even see the mechanical structure of the next layer.

The   Sword Dancer did not continue to enter the battle. It stayed on the platform, and the armored flames fired one after another, delaying the approach of the angels as much as possible.

  The sound of gunshots before was like a thunderstorm with group sounds, but now the gunshots seem to be a lot lonely, and there is not much power left for combat.

  This is like floating ice on the vast ocean. The other platforms have fallen, and only a few are left, and they have no retreat until they solve the angels.

  At this moment of sadness, the violent erosion surged along with Lorenzo's fall, he was like a stone falling into the sea, setting off a huge wave.

  Critical breakthrough.

The dark scale armor is like life. They entangled Lorenzo's body like a snake. The tough armor is covered with cloth along the body surface. At the same time, fierce flames gush out from the gaps in the armor. , As if the burning ghost is being sent under this armor.

Lorenzo’s strength did not attract the attention of the angels. Their eyes were always on the platform. Neither Lorenzo nor others were their priority hunting targets. The angels attacked them. People are blocking their way.

As soon as the battle started, Lorenzo fell from a high altitude and hit an angel who had just escaped from the thunder regiment with a sword. With the awakening of the secret blood and the height of the fall, the nail sword smashed down its head and took the entire body. All were split vertically.

  The spine was instantly destroyed, the head was simply shattered into several pieces, and the powerful heart was completely torn by this instant blow.

"One……"

   Loren whispered, and then drew out the nail sword and quickly leaned against the next angel. He was so fast, as if he was about to fly.

  He has the ability to suppress the angels, but more importantly, Lorenzo is thinking about whether to invade the angels’ [Gap].

  Watson’s warnings kept flashing to discourage Lorenzo, but he did not want to give up such an opportunity, although he did so would cause some bad consequences, such as an increase in priority.

  If this is the case, today’s battle is not as simple as ending with William’s death. These monsters are likely to chase themselves endlessly.

   "Lorenzo!"

   Shrike shouted loudly, and the sword dancer fired at Lorenzo. This was the last armored fire, and the roaring dragon's breath penetrated the vertical workshop.

Just as Lorenzo was slashing and thinking about it, the angels behind had already surrounded him, several spiral spikes fiercely pierced into the armor and penetrated Lorenzo's body. Fortunately, it was not a fatal injury, Lorenzo. A sword slashed the angel in front of him, and turned angrily to cut off these spiral spikes.

  The roaring dragon's breath also arrived late at this time, covering the angels from top to bottom, washing them like a stream of fire.

Lorenzo used this gap to pull out the spiral spikes that were broken in his body. As if he could not feel the pain, he threw them out, piercing through one angel after another, pushing them out into the fire. Crushed to the ground.

  Take a deep breath, the blazing white flames broke free from the shackles of the armor, like a rolling ocean tide, instantly covering the bottom of the entire workshop, they rushed along the steel, penetrated into the gap, and erupted from the gap created by the thunderball.

A hook rope shot out from the burning sea of ​​fire and nailed it into the edge of the platform. Lorenzo grasped the handle of the gun, and was driven by the cable to pull out from the sea of ​​fire. On the way up, the armor also fell off one by one, and fell into the sea of ​​fire. .

   "William, think about it carefully, no matter what information it is, even if it is what you have come up with, you can say it quickly. We can't hold on for too long."

Lorenzo gasped heavily and strode forward. Facing such an unkillable enemy, he really couldn't think of a good way to solve it. All he could do was to knock them down again and again, but everyone It is clear that they will come back soon.

"It can be seen from the current combat information that these guys do not have any advanced consciousness. They are faithfully executing a certain order like a machine, but they are not completely rigid. When the'errors' accumulate to a certain extent, they will also Change the way of fighting awkwardly... like come over and kill me first."

  Lorenzo looked at the sea of ​​fire, angels crawled out of it again, and new thunderballs emerged, and the dead reappeared.

  William is their priority target, but when there are too many obstacles to stop them, they will also change their methods and destroy the obstacles first, just like the siege just now.

   "Think about it, William, your time is running out."

   Lorenzo said without pity.

  In fact, this is a cruel behavior for William. He just woke up from a near-endless nightmare. What greeted him was not a peaceful heaven, but another nightmare and real death.

Lorenzo would not be surprised by any reaction from William, such as crying, breaking down, or refusing to cooperate, but when he knew his fate, William did not make those ridiculous acts. He worked hard to cooperate with everyone, and was doomed. Peeping at the corner of the truth under his death.

  "Give me some time, give me some time..."

  William kept repeating. He already had several pinholes in his neck. In order to stay awake, he injected an overdose of Florund's medicine, and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

   There were squirming ups and downs under his clothes. Merlin no longer wanted to lift his clothes to check the situation underneath. Now William is just a monster who maintains a human form for the time being.

   "That's right! You said that they are nihilistic will, right? The nihilistic will is their body, and the bodies in front of them are just shells."

   William seemed to have thought of something, he shouted at Lorenzo loudly.

  The stalemate gears slowly turned, and William combined his own research on angels, and he thought of the answer for a moment.

  Lorenzo nodded. He obviously couldn't understand William's excitement. Winchester kept firing, hitting the angels' arms and interrupting their upward climb.

   "Yes...this is the source of the disease."

  William scratched his head, as if trying to liberate his poor soul from under this shell, his cheeks were torn with blood dripping with sharp nails.

"What did you say?"

  Lorenzo turned his head and yelled at William. He wouldn’t have misheard William’s words, he was talking about the source.

   "The source! The source of the demon! Didn't I say? The so-called demon is just a by-product of this epidemic. Its true form is erosion, and these angels..."

  William’s words trembled, and he saw those hallucinations again, the endless starry sky, the bright starry sky, the light was approaching him, almost blinding his eyes.

   "There is no physical existence, these intangible existences, without any support, are constantly releasing erosion. Don't they happen to be the source of erosion?"

  Blood gushed from the corner of William's eyes, his vision was blurred to dark red, and he struggled hard.

  "But this again conflicts with your shepherd theory. How can shepherds smell of hungry wolves?"

   Lorenzo asked rhetorically.

  If angels are the source of erosion, why do they protect the lambs? They should attack indiscriminately, eroding and expanding is what they should do...

Lorenzo stopped abruptly. He thought of something and looked at William abruptly. William was already half kneeling in a pool of blood. He whimpered in pain, his entire back bulged, and the clothes could be seen. The flesh and blood were torn apart, and there were faint white bones under it.

  Lorenzo thought of it.

  Yes, the smell of hungry wolves on the shepherd is reasonable, just like the blood of the demon flowing in the body of the witcher...

  Shepherds, angels, silencers, demon hunters...

  Hungry wolves, monsters, the darkness beyond the fence...

  Lorenzo slowly raised his hand. It was covered with wounds and blood that were still healing. All of this was reflected in his gray-blue eyes, but he felt that these were extremely strange at the moment.

  According to William, angels are the source of erosion, so how similar is the self who possesses the power Gabriel to them? Its practical use as an example is not quite right, Lorenzo has a real body.

  Watson.

  Watson and the angels are so similar, except that Watson has individual consciousness, Lorenzo could not think of the difference between the two for a while.

Lorenzo’s eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. Perhaps there were too many things that he thought of in a moment. It was actually difficult for him to think about these things in a logical way. He could only stand still in place, as if lost. The same as the soul.

   "So... at the end of [Sublimation], will this be the case?"

  Lorenzo whispered, he looked at his hand, the scarred hand slowly fell down, revealing the angel who had just climbed to the edge under it.

  It was a face with no emotions at all, like a delicate mask, with godless eyes set like gems, and the smooth mirror surface reflected Lorenzo's somewhat confused eyes.

  The gunshot sounded.

Winchester spit out the last round of ammunition and directly smashed half of the angel's head at close range, but it didn't seem to let go. Lorenzo drew out the nail sword and chopped off its arms. After a short pause, the angel fell into the sea of ​​fire below.

   "I...I'm going to die, this is probably my limit."

William got up swayingly from the pool of blood. He has begun to lose his human form, his limbs have become slender, and the joints have raised bones. He is like an evil spirit with slender arms, sharp. The teeth pierced the lips.

   "Thank you for your contribution to the cleansing organization."

   Seeing that Merlin didn't say anything more, he took a step back, kept a safe distance from William, and then paid tribute to him.

   "I should have done this long ago."

  William’s voice is blurred.

  Lorenzo turned around. Now William is about to lose the ability to think. The perpetual pump drained his final value. He started to fill Winchester with the muzzle raised and pointed at William.

   "Need a decent way to die?" Lorenzo asked.

  William shook his head. He looked at himself reflected in the pool of blood and laughed helplessly.

   "How decent is I like this?"

  He raised his head again, looking at all this with great nostalgia.

  "But the change is so big, these things were only on the design drawings at my time..."

   "That's a pity, if you can see the old Dunling now, maybe your feelings will be even more shocking." Merlin said.

   "I can imagine it, after all, I used to be the chief executive, didn't I?"

  William said and looked forward.

   "Let one let... how should you call it?"

  Lorenzo stepped aside, and continued.

   "Lorenzo Holmos, nice to meet you, William."

"Me too."

  William said his last words. His throat swelled and pressed against the trachea, leaving only the roar like a beast. The next moment he rushed like a beast.

  He crossed Lorenzo and plunged into the sea of ​​fire below the workshop. The wind and blood were left behind by him, and he felt like he was back many years ago, at the moment of the birth that day.

  William smashed the angels hard, waved his claws to tear the hypocritical flesh and blood, and became crazy.

But soon William’s fight was over. Countless spiral spikes penetrated his body. The sharp iron feathers were like a meat grinder, covering him heavily, strangling him into one place. Of minced meat.

  Lorenzo and Merlin did nothing. They just stood on the edge of the high platform, watching the tumbling in the sea of ​​fire quietly. At first there was William's roar, and gradually everything returned to silence, only the flames were still burning.

  (End of this chapter)