Ember’s Gun

Chapter 725: exile

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The new Pope is like a dead tree that has come to life, or like a demon lurking in the depths of darkness. He weaves the threads of fate and sends down strong roots beneath the soil.

Scarlet threads, rotten branches, and those eager-looking tail blades… This is what Lorenzo could test out at the moment. He didn't know what other cunning powers the new Pope had that had not yet been exposed.

They are all demon hunters, with hot secret blood roiling in their bodies. Lorenzo has a vague idea in his mind about those abilities that have not been fully explored yet.

Only after realizing this did Lorenzo feel somewhat powerless and depressed.

The Temple of Stasis has been completely sealed off, and above it is a fortress made of flesh and blood. Even if there are reinforcements, Lorenzo doesn't think they can break through such a poor defense line and reach here. What's the point of reaching here

Apart from Lorenzo and a few others, he didn't think anyone else could maintain any sanity under such high-intensity erosion. Coming here would only mean death.

"This looks like a decisive battle."

Lorenzo encouraged himself. If he exiled the Unspeakable so easily, Lorenzo would feel a little unreal.

High-intensity erosion rolled repeatedly in this confined space, the drums of war gradually rose, and even the dust under the feet trembled.

There is no doubt that the new Pope is very strong, much stronger than Lorenzo had expected. With their joint efforts, the new Pope not only did not collapse, but suppressed several people, forcing them to run around in a hurry.

But they can't keep running away like this. The new Pope has the Well of Sublimation behind him, and the evil abyss brings him endless help. But Lorenzo and his companions don't have such assistance, and they also have to resist the interference of erosion.

Now they can still maintain their sanity, but no one knows how long Lorenzo and others' consciousness can last under such high pressure. More importantly, there are extremely unstable members among them.

For example, Lawrence.

To this day, Lorenzo still has no idea what kind of monster Lawrence has turned into, but what he does understand is that it is always right to assume the worst for all situations.

If the stalemate continues, it is not impossible that Lawrence, as the monster closest to sublimation, will completely lose control due to the interference of erosion.

Just a new Pope was enough to cause a headache, and with Lawrence added to the mix, Lorenzo felt that his chances of winning were slim. Of course, there was another unknown variable.

"Watson!"

Lorenzo shouted, responding to the incoming branches, eager for Watson's response.

The voice echoed in the empty hall, and no one responded to Lorenzo's call. Looking at the position of the Flame Bearer, the Armor of Original Sin had already been completely wrapped by countless red lines. The ground was also cracked. The wildly growing branches tightly bound the Flame Bearer's feet and penetrated deeply into the gaps of the armor.

Just like when they tried to capture Lorenzo, Lorenzo reacted in time and cut off the connection, but the besieged Flame Bearer could not do that. The pale branches pierced into the demon's flesh and blood, stirring the meat and rapidly multiplying inside. They continued to spread, and finally broke through the flesh and blood and grew out with a scarlet color.