Looking from the Dunling Tower, the old Dunling presents a very beautiful view.
The leaden clouds were crushed by the golden sunlight. Beams of light fell one after another, shining on the streets and the tide that had not yet receded. The golden glow covered the tragic gray-blue and brought everything into the golden world.
The sunlight is not too hot, but when it shines on the body, there is a sense of warmth, which drives away the chill and brings a little comfort.
There was still drizzle falling in the sky, but compared with the previous storm, it was undoubtedly much gentler, falling with light jumps and drops.
Lorenzo sat expressionlessly on a rise of rubble, with the remains of the broken dome above him, shielding him from the falling rain.
The dry sound of rust rubbing against each other was heard behind him. Soon after, footsteps gradually became louder. The upper knights and anonymous people who were still able to move arrived here. They looked very confused and didn't understand why Watson had gathered them here.
In addition to them, there were some other people who did not come, but most of them were injured like Shrike and unable to move, so Watson had to deal with them personally.
"Lorenzo?"
Eve noticed Lorenzo in the shadows. She didn't expect to see him here. She took a few quick steps and wanted to say hello to Lorenzo, but suddenly stopped and didn't dare to move forward.
Shao Liangxi and Luo De followed behind them. Perhaps it was the friendship they formed during the rainstorm that made them inseparable, just like a real team.
Then they stopped too, not daring to speak.
They looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of them. Lorenzo's body was torn and covered in blood. They could also see the cracked wounds, in which the granulation tissue was wriggling with difficulty, trying to sew up the fatal wounds.
Lorenzo himself remained silent, as if he was thinking about something profound. He just stared at Jin Can in front of him and ignored them.
His arms were hanging down, the clothes on them had long been torn apart, and his naked skin was like burnt rotten wood, shriveled and cracked, with fiery rays of light rolling between the cracks.
Lorenzo turned his head stiffly, glanced at everyone standing in the shadows, and then spoke.
"Let's get started."
Hearing his signal, Watson also walked over slowly, looking at everyone who had gathered, and spoke softly.
"Thanks to everyone's hard work, we successfully killed Edren Levien and Roger Cruz."
Listening to Watson's words, the visitors seemed a little confused, as if they didn't understand what she was saying, but then their numb faces shattered, and uncontrollable ecstasy emerged, and they almost screamed loudly.
But maybe it was exhaustion, or maybe it was the pain all over the ground, but extreme ecstasy flashed across their eyes, and their expressions changed from pale numbness to a slight smile, but the smile froze again before it was released.
Crying and laughing, everyone had such strange expressions on their faces.
"Actually... did it really succeed?"
Shao Liangye whispered that from the first moment he encountered the demons, he felt that the battle would not be successful, at least he would not kill both of them as expected. After all, they were too powerful. But he never expected that they would win.