This was beyond Lorenzo's understanding, breaking the Order's centuries-old principles, even without destroying that crucial organ, the demon would die weakly like this.
But then, an abnormal feeling surged, excruciatingly painful.
Leaning on the nearly shattered Nail Sword, Lorenzo gasped heavily, his body exhausted like never before, extending from the flesh to his mind, as if something had forcibly torn apart his thoughts and reconstructed them.
"Lo... Lorenzo."
Arthur stood not far from Lorenzo, watching the demon hunter as the armor gradually fell away, revealing half of his ferocious and terrifying face.
The expression twisted together, vicious like never before, as if beneath that armor was a mutated demon.
...
"Horner is dead... my connection with him has been severed."
Dean Lawrence looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly said.
"Dead? Did you know through that strange 'gap'?"
The Plague Doctor asked with curiosity.
Dean Lawrence nodded slightly.
