The sky was burning red, so bright that it seemed as if scarlet blood could drip out. Everything was covered in the red of the flames. Under the gaze of the setting sun, the demon hunters slowly approached.
Just like the end of the story, two enemies meet in a beautiful scenery, and only one of them can leave alive.
He first walked slowly and cautiously, then quickly walked forward, and finally swung his sword while running wildly, like an eagle spreading its iron feathers.
It was a scream that shook the eardrums, followed by the collision of metals, bringing up sparks and strong winds.
The swords of the two men were so powerful that just a swing brought about an unstoppable force, stirring up the messy hay, which danced wildly in the field of vision like broken ashes.
The secret blood was surging and awakening madly, releasing the power that did not belong to mortals, the forbidden power that should have been forgotten forever.
First, the most basic flesh and blood, then stronger muscle fibers proliferate, the bones are reinforced like steel, and the heart under the body beats violently, like a beating war drum, rapidly circulating the blood containing secret blood.
Then the power of broken steel was swung down, interweaving together and leaving behind a blurry afterimage.
In an instant, several deep sword marks appeared on the sturdy folding knife, but fortunately, the process of cleaning the mechanism allowed it to continue this high-intensity combat. Lorenzo gripped the weapon tightly, and the next moment he drew the Winchester from his waist. At close range, the scattered bullets formed a cone of death.
But this was still not enough. As if it had been expected, Priest Lawrence swung his spiked sword and chopped down several projectiles in mid-air with a force beyond the comprehension of mortals, while the remaining projectiles grazed his body, and at most tore more damage on his scarlet robe.
Lorenzo did not give him more time to think. Since that night, Lorenzo had been thinking about how to defeat Priest Lawrence, how to defeat a man who could see the future.
In fact, after careful meditation, it is actually very simple. All you have to do is be faster than him.
Even if he saw the future, when Archbishop Lawrence saw the future swinging the sword, Lorenzo's sword had already fallen. He had to keep compressing the time between "seeing the future" and "actually happening", leaving him no time to think of countermeasures.
"So Medanzo is the best power."
Lorenzo whispered.
Compared to other strange powers, Medanzo's power is not outstanding. It can only give the demon hunter strong armor. However, such power can block most of the damage and increase the demon hunter's tolerance rate in fatal battles.
It can even be said that it can make the demon hunters start a crazy fight.
Fire rose in the gaps of the armor. Lorenzo changed his offensive, and the swing of his folding knife suddenly accelerated, followed by a mad push. He completely gave up on defense at this moment, allowing Archbishop Lawrence's spiked sword to chop at his armor.
He could withstand many sword strikes, but Archbishop Lawrence was different. As long as Lorenzo could hit him accurately with one of his strikes, it would cause him great trauma.
The heavy spiked sword shattered the solid scales, but soon new hard material filled them up. The entire armor was tattered and full of cracks, as if it was about to break apart completely. But at this cost, Lorenzo successfully suppressed Archbishop Lawrence. Under the increasingly rapid attack, Shandafeng's prediction was realized almost instantly.