Ember’s Gun

Chapter 728: Duel of fate

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The vague hymns seemed to penetrate the illusion and reality and descended here. Fireworks burst out, completely illuminating the gray and stagnant temple.

It was like a grand performance. With the exit of the characters, it all finally came to the final curtain. The protagonist and the villain had the final fight, bringing the final performance to the audience.

Lorenzo's consciousness began to sink. His body continued to move towards stabbing the new Pope, but his eyes were captured by the dark abyss.

He was caught, captured by the hazy illusion. Under the heavy pressure of erosion, Lorenzo did not feel that he had the ability to escape from this illusion. He could only rely on his last bit of strength to push the new Pope, trying to drive him back to the Well of Sublimation, while he shouted loudly.

Before his consciousness fell into complete darkness and he lost all ability to move, Lorenzo called out with hope and a bit of prayer.

"Watson!"

It's time for the ultimate assassin hiding in the darkness to swing the fatal sword and cut the enemy's throat.

If Lawrence's death paved the way for Lorenzo, then Lorenzo's death was for Watson, just like a baton, one after another, until all the enemies were wiped out.

At the end of his consciousness, Lorenzo heard a loud noise coming from behind him. He didn't know what happened, but he knew that Watson would never let him down. Even if she was hiding a secret that Lorenzo didn't know, he stubbornly believed that Watson would not deceive him.

Then, the rest is up to her.

Lorenzo used up his last bit of strength and pushed the new Pope to the edge of the Well of Ascension. He no longer had the strength or consciousness to do it. At the same time, the branches protruding from the ground tightly wrapped around his legs, preventing him from moving forward.

Sharp barbs spread from the branches and pierced into Lorenzo's flesh like thorns. Soon, as the blood soaked in them, the dry white branches turned bright red, like mosquitoes sucking blood.

The new Pope stared at Lorenzo, trapping him in an illusion. As long as he had a little more time, he would be able to kill Lorenzo and completely resolve all the threats. However, from the distant darkness behind Lorenzo, there were bursts of cracking sounds of broken ice.

Something collapsed, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps. In the deep darkness, there was a vague outline. It was hideous and terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell.

The new Pope suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out. He just felt vaguely that he seemed to have overlooked something extremely threatening.

So... what was that

panic.

This was the first time the new Pope felt panic. Logically speaking, he should not have such negative emotions. His essence was the hateful darkness under the Well of Sublimation.

Fear itself is fearful, it sounds ridiculous, but this is what is really happening.

He began to panic, and felt unprecedented doubts about the unknown part of his vague cognition. He was such a powerful being, could there be something that could transcend his cognition

Familiar waves came from the darkness. The power was so impressive that even after so many years, he still remembered it vividly.