"Haven't you changed bodies yet?"
Lawrence asked.
"Well, I also found such a suitable body only with the help of the Plague Doctor."
Under the cultivation of the Plague Doctor, they successfully nurtured a new body from the flesh and blood of the Silencer, a perfect body.
Lawrence recognized the Silver Binding Bolt within Lorenzo. The old Order was destroyed, and Lorenzo, unlike him, didn't have so many backup resources. It was understandable that he hadn't changed bodies.
"So it looks like I've won."
Lawrence shook his head helplessly. Suddenly, he felt no urge to fight; this victory was too dull for him.
Lorenzo wasn't defeated by his own strength, but fell because of the Silver Binding Bolt gradually melting within him, which was laughable.
Just like those Demon Hunters who died on the Night of the Holy Arrival.
Watching the labored breathing of the body, Lawrence enjoyed Lorenzo's pain, but suddenly he remembered something.
