The surface of the sea swelled, finally bursting open, raising a chilling torrential rain, with boundless light refracting and flickering within, like a cascade of falling stars.
The heavy rain washed over Lorenzo's cheeks, bringing an unbearable chill. He lifted his head, gazing alongside the Plague Doctor at the blazing sun rising from the depths of the ocean, clutching tightly to the weapon in his hand.
"Do you think something like that can actually be killed, Mr. Holmes?"
The Plague Doctor looked up at that great presence, and no matter how much mental preparation he had made, at this very moment, his mind was still slightly shaken.
After countless years of pursuit, the Plague Doctor finally witnessed a glimpse of the "God" with his own eyes.
"If it can bleed, it can be killed."
Lorenzo said indifferently, his face expressionless, already prepared.
He was determined to save this world from its preordained cycle, to kill all the obstacles and end this damn destiny.
