The dark scales shattered and withered, and the flesh and blood were pulled and shattered, stirring up into a blood mist that filled the sky.

The blood mist was dispersed by the wind pressure, and the new pope could only see a blazing fire. Then the spear penetrated him completely, and his broken body was nailed into the thick black mist, directly to the top of the Well of Sublimation.

The new pope is about to return to darkness, and his instinct drives him to make a final resistance.

Thousands of thorns protrude from the ground, like countless palms, trying to pull Lorenzo and stop Lorenzo's violence, but it is all in vain. He is an angry demon, and nothing can stop him now.

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The blazing white fireworks burst into flames, burning the black mist, dead branches, and thorns into broken ash in the blink of an eye. They were engulfed by the high temperature, rolled into the sky, and fell into heavy gray snow.

A sharp whistling sound sounded from the well, and the hateful and twisted thorns were thrown up. They were like poisonous snakes, crawling along the well wall, and in the blink of an eye, they swung their full sharp blades and landed on Lorenzo's head.

But Lorenzo was not afraid, he knew that he was not alone.

Metal vibrations erupted, broken but still sharp iron feathers thrust out, and the broken-arm flame bearer waved his wings for the last time, firing all his sword blades together.

They fell with a clang, cutting off all the thorns that tried to strangle Lorenzo. At the same time, the flame bearer also burst out with dazzling flames, which were far hotter flames than Lorenzo.

In an instant, it seemed as if a blazing sun was really born in this dark underground.

Rising slowly.

"Let us welcome this new future!"

The words of the Holy Spirit sounded from the mouth of the flame bearer. Its figure was broken and rickety, but the blazing fire made it extremely tall, as if it had turned into a spirit of steel and flames at a certain moment, a god who walked out of the story.

Magnificent hymns were playing, and the invisible Holy Spirits sang together for the arrival of the new world. They wept with joy and everyone rejoiced.

【Final Echo】.

Lorenzo could feel that what came with the warm sun was the revised reality.

The antimemes were released along with the erosion, and the forbidden power easily killed the black mist. They continued to decline and evaporate under the light, and the flesh and blood rooted in the stasis temple also decayed together.

The Temple of Stasis trembled violently, crumbling, and dust and gravel fell together with the gray snow.

At the same time, he also noticed that the resistance in his hands disappeared, as if the new pope had given up all resistance, allowing Lorenzo to easily push him into the dark abyss.

Lorenzo looked at him. It was unclear whether it was due to the impending death or the influence of [Final Echo]. The new pope's ferocious face revealed a rare tranquility. He stared at Lorenzo with a dazed look in his eyes.

mood.

Soon after, he pulled the pierced arm, tore it off from the spear, raised the twisted and deformed palm, and stretched it towards Lorenzo.

"Seney, Seney Lothair."

Lorenzo was stunned, stretched out his hand out of nowhere, shook the broken flesh and blood, and said in return.

"Lorenzo Holmes."

Seine Lothair seemed to be smiling to himself, but the smile was too ugly.

The curled iron feather cut off the spear. Lorenzo let go of his hand and watched Seine Lothair fall into the billowing black mist. This time he no longer resisted, as if this miserable soul was in the midst of life.

In the end, he regained his freedom.

He accepted his death calmly and fell calmly into the endless abyss.

The earth shook and the mountains shook. With the expansion of the forbidden power, the flesh and blood rooted in the earth were decaying and dying. Large chunks of falling rocks fell from the dome, smashing the ground and supporting each other.

The stone pillars are also collapsing, looking like the end of the world.

Lorenzo stood on the edge of the Well of Sublimation. The thorns clinging to his body had dried up and turned into gray hardness. He could break free by twisting gently.

The fiery footsteps were approaching, and finally it stood beside Lorenzo, looking down at the deep well below with him.

The two figures paused for a long time, and everything in the stasis temple collapsed, but it was as if it had nothing to do with them, and they were completely in two worlds.

Finally, the burning Holy Spirit felt that it was time, and it lowered its head and looked at Lorenzo.

"I wish you a happy life, Lorenzo Holmes."

Lorenzo raised his head and looked at her.

"Um."

His face was expressionless and tears were streaming down his face.

You can hear a female voice chuckling, feeling relaxed as never before, and letting people smell the fragrance of the fields.

The flame bearer stepped into the abyss and ascended into the darkness with endless dome light.

In an instant, dazzling light filled the dark well, as if a fire sword fell from heaven and hit the disaster. The dark evil was completely burned, and the fire light spread to the well mouth, erupted, and turned into a dazzling fire.

The pillar of fire penetrated the dome.

Lorenzo did not move, but stood blankly beside the burning wellhead, watching the rising pillar of fire.

He could hear miserable roars, some kind of monster howling. It scratched the ground unwillingly, trying to stay in people's nightmares, but unfortunately it couldn't do it. After thousands of years, they finally replaced it.

The old humanity completed this final sword.

[Final Echo] was released, and the scorching heat caused the Holy Silver's cage to collapse. The Holy Silver at the mouth of the well began to melt, turning into tons of molten iron and pouring into the deep well.

The endless ghosts were howling, but they were still driven away bit by bit, or even completely [banished].

The Temple of Stasis entered destruction and continued to collapse, but Lorenzo said nothing or did nothing, just stood there blankly.

He seemed to be expecting something, expecting a falling boulder to hit him and turn him into a bloody mess in order to escape from this terrible reality, but Watson's blessing seemed to really work again.

Lorenzo's unlucky life was over, as if he was protected by good luck given by God. The boulder fell beside him, and even the pebbles did not hit him. The cracked earth avoided Lorenzo.

, tearing the ground into pieces, but only the land under his feet remained intact and flat.

Until the dome completely collapsed and the pillar of fire in front of him was almost extinguished, Lorenzo was unharmed, without even a scratch.

He climbed up the stacked boulders and sat alone among the ruins. Looking up, he saw the sky exposed after the dome collapsed. The darkness gradually dissipated, and a bright light emerged from the edge of the sky.
Chapter completed!