Gun of Ashes

That was a torrent running through the vision, the flowing bright white like a living dragon, scattered sparks turning into flickering particles dancing wildly, as Lorenzo’s swing of the sword ignited the bright white explosion.

The Purifying Flame surged wantonly, the burning range instantly swept the entire courtyard.

Since the sword strikes could not accurately hit, why not keep expanding the area of destruction, expanding it to a place where Dean Lawrence had no space to evade.

Within the pure white sea of fire, the crimson figure began to burn. Dean Lawrence’s Secret Blood also surged, he hadn’t swung his sword this forcefully in a long time. His elderly body was like a machine long sealed in a warehouse, he exerted strength to move once again, shaking off the dust and iron filings.

In the dazzling light, the Nail Sword struck the armor of Lorenzo for the second time, yet this time Dean Lawrence’s swing failed to move Lorenzo at all.

This is his Authority, crowned in the name of the Angel Medanzo.

In the Gospel, he is the angel closest to the throne, closest to God, enjoying countless noble titles, and like him, the Demon Hunter Medanzo guards outside the celestial kingdom on earth.

A simple and pure Authority, unlike the Shangdafeng branch with its eerie foresight, or Michael with his endless radiance, he is merely a simple iron armor, yet its sheer black weight is enough to stand firm in the torrent, hopelessly immovable, suppressing all enemies.

With Watson’s blessing, the Secret Bloods cheered and leaped, after all, a Demon Hunter is merely a human flowing with demon blood, but now, the will of the demon also joined this body, the perfect demon will ruling the Secret Blood, progressing further into that darkness.

[Secret Blood Awakening 30%, critical value reached.]

[Warning! Warning! Warning!]

Silver Binding Bolt roared in the mind, but soon its voice faded away, Watson’s power and Lorenzo nearing perfect fusion, under her bizarre mystery, anything was possible.

”Finally got you...”

The voice in the throat began to distort, Lorenzo’s expression furious.

Continuous sword strikes could not halt Lorenzo’s progress, the pitch-black armor served as the best shield, advancing with the constant eruption of sparks.

Dean Lawrence was half-kneeling on the ground, the Nail Sword above his head already covered in cracks, while the burning Great Sword stood like daylight above it.

Looking at the face illuminated by the pure white light, Lorenzo let out a hoarse laugh.

Even after all this time, Lorenzo could still vividly remember the events of that night, the whole of Seven Hills engulfed in a raging sea of fire, as if hell had descended upon this Holy Capital, all glory and miracles brutally desecrated.

At that time, he was merely a rotating guard, flowing with Secret Blood guarding outside Saint Nalos Cathedral, behind him was the magnificent building, the celestial kingdom on earth.

But who would’ve thought that this destruction would erupt from within the kingdom, originating from the breakthrough of that mysterious ”Messiah”-class containment object.

It was something only recorded in history books, yet now appeared in reality, the night sky burnt blood red, just like tonight.

In that despair, Lorenzo was utterly powerless, he didn’t even grasp the full picture. He was merely dragged along, ultimately surviving in Old Dunling.

Actually, things didn’t have to turn so dire, although it was the first recorded ”Messiah”-class containment breakout, at that time most Demon Hunters were stationed at Seven Hills, the Demon Hunting Order fully capable of handling the situation, but at that critical moment, Dean Lawrence was nowhere to be found.

Actually, it wasn’t just Dean Lawrence, at that moment it seemed the entire Evangelical Church had betrayed the Demon Hunters, the Holy Hall Knight Order surrounded Seven Hills but refused to enter and engage, the Static Holy Temple remained silent, completely ignoring the cries of the Demon Hunters, and the Pope delayed lifting the restriction on the Silver Binding Bolt.

A set of mistakes forged the greatest tragedy, that night at Seven Hills was like a battlefield of death, leaving only the Demon Hunters and that mysterious containment object to clash.

Lorenzo roared, not just for his own revenge, but for all those who died inexplicably, in fact, during the Ende Town operation, he truly understood Ed’s confusion, but life is just like that, always filled with twists and turns.

Billowing gale and the pale white of sword blades.

For the first time, Dean Lawrence’s speed slowed, or rather, for the first time he didn’t exceed Lorenzo’s speed, the Great Sword fiercely descending, bringing a splash of crimson.

The dim red robe turned even more crimson with Dean Lawrence’s bleeding, but immediately, Dean Lawrence’s figure swiftly twisted, heavily slashing at Lorenzo in the air, yet, just like that immovable divine authority guard, the solid armor this time had not a hint of crack.

The next moment that heavy armor successfully collided with Dean Lawrence, then like a chariot, Lorenzo overwhelmed him, pressed him smashing into the wall thereafter.

The manor’s ancient castle had a long history, possibly influenced by the Holy Evangelical Pope Kingdom during its construction, the internal architecture tends to lean towards it, immense columns supporting the arched dome, during the Radiant War period, it was even used as a military fortress, but now these historically resistant to heavy artillery walls were easily broken by Lorenzo, the battlefield shifting from the courtyard to the interior.