It was a sea of enemies with fangs and claws, coming from the deepest darkness with ominous signs.
Ed stood on the high ground like a god descended to earth, with pure flames burning on his body.
The alchemical inscriptions are named after the angels in the Gospels. Different inscriptions have different effects when combined with the secret blood. The combination of the power of the secret blood and alchemy is called power by alchemists.
For example, what Ed possesses is the power brought by the Michael Inscription, the ultimate that ignites everything, the blazing angel.
As Ed burned, the whole world became restless. Demons poured out from the stiff flesh and blood. They hissed, longing for blood and flesh, like a surging tide hitting Lorenzo and the Glory in the distance.
Those should be the residents of Ende Town. They were sleeping in that damn dream and have now been completely corrupted and turned into demons.
They seemed like Ed's soldiers, passing by the blazing light and roaring forward.
“How sad…”
Lorenzo watched all this quietly. He was not frightened by the endless demons, nor was he intimidated by Ed's current strength. He just felt very sad.
Neither the demon's revival nor Ed's hatred was enough to move Lorenzo.
There is only the sad rebellion.
The demon hunters and the demons have always been fighting to the death, but now Ed stood with them and was not even attacked. Lorenzo was not sure what technology could do this, but what was certain was that the demons were back and the sacrifices made on the Holy Night seemed to have lost their meaning at this moment.
He felt sad and angry about it.
"I... am not a traitor. From the beginning to the end, the battle between me and the demons will never end!"
Lorenzo responded angrily, and blazing fireworks burst forth.
He held the burning blade to strike back, and the blazing white shadow split a gap in the dark tide, and the black ashes were blown up by the wind like snowflakes.
The sharp sword blade pierced through the tide formed by the gathering of demons. His vision was completely occupied by these distorted figures. Lorenzo fought selflessly and strode forward at the same time.
He was going to kill Ed.
The demon hunter touched Lorenzo's inviolable line, and anyone who crossed it would die.
But the next second, pure white light descended, like a falling meteorite.
Ed's burning blade came with high temperature, pure flames and holy silver boiling, and deadly flames surged.
"You who associate with them are traitors!"
The Winchester roared, and the bullets hit Ed at close range, but then they melted into molten iron and spilled.
That is the power from Michael, the most extreme heat, like a walking scorching sun.
Under the dazzling light, Lorenzo's vision even began to blur, but he still swung his sword stubbornly, and his secret blood was gradually awakening. He could do it.
But then a fiery hand grabbed Lorenzo's throat, and the violent heat suffocated him instantly.
"No, you don't understand what I've been through."
The burning demon whispered as he ignored the sword strikes.
"Everyone celebrated the end of the demon era, but because of the Holy Night, the Pope signed the Thirteenth Order... Can you understand my feelings? We thought we were heroes and returned to the Seven Hills with great expectations, but what awaited us was not the Pope's reward but the siege of the Knights Templar!"