The holy angel fell from the sky, with the edges of his wounds burning white. As the fireworks surged, his strange body turned to ashes and withered. There were also some remnants that had not yet burned out, and his blood poured down like a heavy rain, filling the bottom of the well.
Under this carefully imitated well of sublimation, everything is now ready. All that is needed is to use the huge blood of the Holy Grail instead of the secret blood to sublimate the soul.
"Thank you, 042."
The old man whispered. At the same time, the walls of the well and the alchemical matrix on the old man's body were releasing light rhythmically. The blood of the Holy Grail also stopped evaporating at this moment and was absorbed into the old man's body. Therefore, blazing flames ignited on this old body.
He burns brightly like the day that has come into the world.
The fireworks seemed to have some kind of magical power. 042 watched it all quietly, and suddenly he no longer felt any fear.
Broken corpses fell one after another, and the demon hunters fell into a pool of blood, with the silver binding bolts melting in the cracks of their wounds.
They died too. As expected, it was too difficult for humans to fight against this mysterious Silent One. However, there was no fear on the faces of these dead people. It was the same expression as 042, a strange sense of yearning.
This was a crude sublimation. The old man had not undergone the [Baptism of Divine Favor], nor had he been implanted with the Silver Binding Bolt. It could even be said that his original body was on the verge of collapse under this huge erosion. However, in order to reach that beautiful era, the will of mortals dominated everything.
This is also a great sublimation, and the most perfect container is at hand.
A strange power roared and surged in the blood, and this simple well of sublimation also began its final work. Under the shining light, the blood of the Holy Grail boiled into red steam again, and was pulled by an invisible force and poured into the old man's body. Then, white flames ignited in his turbid eyes.
The pressure, corrosion and erosion were like thousands of sharp knives, repeatedly cutting the old man's will. His will was shattered, but then he firmly controlled it and continued to act.
"Is this the demon hunter?"
The old man was somewhat obsessed with this great power. Although he had just come into contact with it, the joy it brought him had already made him realize the difference between a demon hunter and ordinary people.
Maybe... maybe with this kind of power, he can really reach that beautiful era.
The blood of the Holy Grail gradually took over everything in his body. Once all this was over, he would be able to activate his power. However, along with the power came a price. It could be clearly seen that the old man's body had begun to mutate slightly. Deformed hard tissue had grown on his bones, and blue blood vessels bulged out from under his pale skin like a group of entangled snakes.
It will be soon. The old man wants to seize the gap between when he gets the power and before he is completely alienated. He wants to seize 042's body in that brief gap. Only in this way can he be considered successful.
His eyes fell on 042 in front of him. 042 knew that he was going to die, but he still mustered up the courage to stand in the pool of blood.
This time he was willing to believe the old man in front of him and to believe in that beautiful era.