Crisp sounds continued to be heard on the table. The books that should have been placed on it had been pushed aside, and now the place was a mess.
Lorenzo sat in a chair and continued to process the bullet in his hand, leaving iron filings everywhere.
In the suitcase he was carrying was a piece of holy silver that he had taken away when he escaped from the cult. It was originally placed in an equipment box.
As a demon hunter, there will always be some emergencies. In addition to their own powerful individual combat capabilities, basically every demon hunter is assigned something similar to an equipment box, which has everything from medical care to weapon manufacturing, and even precious holy silver.
During such a long battle, Lorenzo's holy silver was taken from it. Although the holy silver blocks were not large, they could still be used for a long time considering Lorenzo's consumption.
But Lorenzo did not intend to use it so lavishly. The production technology of holy silver was also monopolized by the Evangelical Church. For him, this metal that was deadly to demons had to be used as little as possible. Moreover, most holy silver weapons were plated, and even the metal could not be recycled.
After loading the bullet into the weapon, Lorenzo pulled the guard hard, completing the loading with a crisp sound.
Winchester used deer bullets, which were filled with large spherical lead bullets. After processing, he mixed them with bullets coated with holy silver. This weapon was very deadly to demons at close range. Some low-level demons would be directly beaten into pieces of meat by this shot.
But Lorenzo felt that it was still not enough. If he was facing the demon that caused the massacre, this firepower did not seem to be enough to kill it directly.
Gently stroking the gun body, just as Lorenzo was thinking, his fingers gently touched some uneven textures, turning over the gun body, there was a line of poetry.
For a moment, it seemed as if I had returned to a long time ago, when there was also a person similar to me who stroked the Winchester in this way, then picked up a carving knife and carved words on the wooden gun.
Lorenzo remembered this poem. The man who remained in the [Gap] liked this poem very much, so he engraved it on his favorite gun. After he died, the gun passed to Lorenzo.
Lorenzo had searched many books in libraries, but could not find the source of this poem. He said that this was his own idea, but in Lorenzo's opinion, this thing might be a gift from the [Baptism of Divine Favor]. Lorenzo had many ghost dreams in that baptism, so it was easy to understand that he knew some poems that did not exist in the world.
Shaking his head, Lorenzo gave up thinking about it. The sky had already brightened, although it seemed a little depressing because of the gloomy clouds.
Lorenzo picked up his cane and hung the Winchester under his windbreaker. Seeing that Joey would be coming to pick him up soon, he opened the door and walked down the stairs. But he heard the same footsteps downstairs. Lorenzo looked up and saw Sigg walking up the stairs.
Sigg had dark circles under his eyes, his face was pale, and his hair was messy. I don't know where he went to hang out all night.
Lorenzo and Higg's relationship is not very good. Because he doesn't want to drag others into contact with demons, to a certain extent, Lorenzo's attitude towards everyone is very cold, even his roommate who lives next door. In Higg's view, his roommate is not a good person.