The flames of war raged on this sacred land, and the prosperous Florence was also covered with a gray hue under this disaster. Among the broken walls, the tall armor of original sin advanced steadily, bit by bit taking back the human world from the hands of demons.
With the interference of various forces, the disaster in Florence was temporarily contained, and most of the civilians were evacuated to the wilderness far away from the war. The demons remaining in the city were also gradually eliminated.
The battle went much more smoothly than anyone had expected. Huge and hideous corpses could be seen everywhere. They seemed like monsters crawling out of a mythical nightmare. The corpses were as tall as several stories and looked like frozen sculptures.
But this statue looks like an evil creature created by some madman. Even though it has turned into a corpse, the terrifying aura still remains on it.
Just looking at the corpse will make you feel a fear rising from your heart. It is hard to imagine what a terrifying figure such a thing would be when it was alive.
Fortunately, they were dead, really dead, their bodies were covered with scars from sword attacks, and there were several broken swords cutting into the bodies, indicating the fierce battle when they were killed.
The other side of the fight didn't seem to be having a good time either. Beside the remains of the monster, there were corpses of people wearing robes everywhere. They seemed to have been missionaries when they were alive. Crosses could be seen worn around their waists, but what was a little weird was that all of them wore silver-white steel masks, not revealing their true faces. It seemed as if this cold iron mask was their uniform face.
"I heard from Lorenzo that this might be... Lawrence."
Shao Liangye walked to the corpse, reached out his hand, and took off the cold iron mask.
The iron mask was slightly twisted and deformed, covered with scratches, dirt and blood. He looked at the face under the mask, but that face was already bloody and blurred, as if the entire face was tightly attached to the iron mask.
As Shao Liangye took off the mask, he also tore off the surface skin, leaving only a disgusting stench.
"Lawrence, another sublimated monster... Looks like he helped us clean up the battlefield?"
Shao Liangxi followed and witnessed this horrifying battlefield.
If the speculation is true, then Lawrence had already swept across the battlefield of Florence before they arrived. These secret blood legions advanced all the way and killed all the monsters along the way.
Shao Liangye felt complicated, feeling fear, joy, and even a little regretful. If possible, he wanted to see the so-called Lawrence with his own eyes.
If it weren't for Lawrence's legion, what they would have to face after landing was a hellish battlefield and a head-on confrontation with these crazy monsters. Shao Liangye didn't think that the Anonymous people would be able to kill all these monsters. At most, they could tear a bloody path through this dense tide of demons.
They came too hastily and their military strength was greatly insufficient, but no one expected that all these troubles would be solved by Lawrence. He secretly sailed here in the name of war, with large ships loaded with his troops.
But what’s scary is, what if Lawrence’s enemies are them
These warriors with secret blood are all degraded demon hunters, potential demons, they... they are all Lawrence.