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A gray-white color streaked through the air, and the sharp bone claws tore through the quilt and struck straight at the sleeping body under the quilt!

But the tactile feedback from the sharp edge of the claw is crisp, not like soft flesh, but like some kind of wooden creation.

The broken brain is not enough to support the possessed creature to think deeply. This is the second time it has entered the waking world, and it is still ignorant of many things.

The moment it retracted its bone claws, a dazzling and fiery light burst out, burning like snowflakes of cotton wool into ashes, and the powerful impact pushed sharp metal fragments to spread in all directions.

The orange-red flames also illuminated its face in an instant. It was a rotten body that was as pale as ice and covered with scars. It should have been fat not long ago, but now it looked unusually thin and redundant. Loose skin hangs down in piles.

But if Watson were present at this moment, he would recognize this strange body with empty eyes as Elson, who had already died in his own hands!

The high temperature ignited Elson, and the silence of the winter phase inside could not stop the explosion of modern industry. The surface of his body crackled like broken glass, and the broken flesh residue burned and splashed.

And it also fell out of the window under the surging impact, falling on the street like a burning sack, with dozens of metal spikes sticking out of the front like a hedgehog.

The explosion woke up the sleeping Baker Street, and the dark street suddenly lit up. The neighbors shouted in horror, what is going on? ! Where did the explosion occur? ! Has the enemy attacked? ! ! !

Such a close explosion caused a lot of damage to the resurrected Elson. When it fell to the street, some flesh and blood that looked like melted ice shards fell off the surface of its body.

But although it now maintains the appearance of a human being, it is already considered to be other lives inside, and its thinking has not been distracted by the impact of the shock.

It always remembers the summoner's teachings, or is forced to remember it because of the ritual - if the target cannot be solved in a short time, leave the scene immediately, do not attract the attention of other mortals other than the target, and carry heavy objects Hide under the river and wait until the next night before returning!

Before those mortals went out to check, it jumped up suddenly in an unreasonable way, shaking off a lot of flesh and blood debris.

It ran on all fours, just as it had in the past in the woodland, as light as a cat and as fast as a leopard, moving subtly in the shadows, even though the broken bones inside the decayed body wanted to make a crunching sound. She screamed, but the sound of footsteps was hidden by Dong Xiang.

But it didn't notice that there was a faint stone-green light on the top of a tall building eight hundred yards away.

boom--

Hungry warheads emerged from the tiny sparks, and the slender hexagonal prism-shaped bullets penetrated the thick black smoke, sprinted in a spiral rotation, emitted a piercing scream, and left a fleeting trace in the air that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. airflow trajectory.

The blunt-nosed bullet slammed into the ribs of Elson, who was running like a wild beast. A ray of sparks suddenly burst out, and the collision made a strange sound that was like gold and iron fighting and ice breaking.

It immediately lost its balance and fell to the ground. It rolled several times before it stabilized its body. Normal blood did not flow from the wounds deep in its bones.

Only some gray-white bone fragments mixed with dark red blood clots dripped from its chest, giving off a faint chill.

It was frightened and suspicious. It rolled onto its side and grasped the ground with its limbs like an animal. It looked around, naturally not with empty eyeballs, but with a higher level of vision that was difficult for mortals to understand.

But it could only detect a few warm human figures in the houses on both sides. They were just mortals who were panicked by the sound of explosions... and it did not find the target of the cup moth lodged in the skull that the summoner said.

Where is the enemy?

How did the enemy attack me?

It can feel the hot temperature of the remaining metal fragments in the body, like the creation of the Forger, and like the attack of the Blader, but there is no real power in it.

Is this the musket that the summoner mentioned? The weapons of earthly mortals?

boom--

Another flash of fire lit up from a distance. This time Elson was already on guard, but even as he spotted the flash of fire, he tried his best to dodge. He slapped the ground hard with his palms and soles, his body turned and twisted, and his head tilted to avoid the attack. The metal that struck the head.

But that annoying earthly weapon still hit its shoulder, and the bones there seemed to shatter into tiny gaps, which were then filled with fragments of earthly metal.

This kind of injury was extremely serious when this body was alive, but it is nothing more than that for it now. Its actions do not rely on the support of nerves and muscles.

Elson let out a hissing roar, which was naturally a sound that could not be detected by mortal hearing.

It suddenly increased its speed and flew out like a dark ghost. It recalled the summoner's teachings and hid its body behind hard objects - earthly weapons could not penetrate these obstacles and cause damage to it.

But the enemy in the distance is really cunning, and those nasty slender metals can always attack it from unexpected places, every time it thinks the offensive has stopped and can move.

It moved forward at the cost of its injuries, and the bright black river reflecting the light of the street lights was now in front of its eyes!

Following the summoner's instructions, it knew that it should quickly dive into the river at this time.

But its low intelligence makes it unable to weigh the specific gains and losses. Its nature of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune tells it that it should wait quietly to test the enemy's attack pattern at this moment, set off in the gap between offensives, and drag its broken body to escape to the bottom of the water - —Because there is nothing on the way to the river, there is no place to hide!

But the summoner's orders always override the summoned object's thoughts, and it is not one of those powerful undead souls that pass through the white door. Its mind can hardly break free from the shackles of the summoner's orders.

It moved involuntarily, pushing its feet on the ground and leaping forward with its arms, just like it had done before.

The sharp roar of the enemy's weapon did not sound, and it felt lucky. Sure enough, it should faithfully follow the summoner's instructions... But why did its compatriots in the forest always tell itself that mortals should not be trusted.

It crossed the street, stepped into the open space next to the river, and jumped into the range of the only streetlight on the edge of the river embankment.

Bang bang bang——

Three roars of gunpowder sounded in succession, almost only less than a second apart from each other, pouring onto Elson's body without reservation.

The first blow hit its neck, further tearing and expanding the newly added injury. All the flesh and blood on the back of the neck had been peeled off, revealing the first two gray cervical vertebrae.

The second blow hit its neck again. The blunt and long metal was embedded in the gap between the first cervical vertebrae and the second cervical vertebrae.

Due to its struggle, the third blow failed to hit the cervical vertebrae, but hit the old wound on the shoulder again, and all the bones inside seemed to have been shattered.

It fell to the ground under the continuous impact, and when it struggled to get up, there was another bang. This time it hit its cervical vertebrae with unusual precision. The metal sank deeply into the gap between the cervical vertebrae, but it still failed to break it. Bone breaking blessed by the power of winter phase and blade phase.

If the injuries along the way were piled up on mortals, they would be enough to kill living beings several times. But for Elson, who has long since died, this is just a minor injury that has a slight impact on the action of controlling the body, and there is no way to stop it. Climb slowly but surely towards the river.

According to the enemy's habits recorded along the way, this enemy's weapon needs to rest for a while after every two attacks. Although it is not known why it can launch four consecutive attacks this time, it must have reached its limit and can no longer stop itself. Dive to the bottom of the river.

The ceased roar of the weapons at this moment proved exactly what it had in mind.

It thought in its heart that when it returns, it will let the summoner use invisible techniques to repair this broken body. When it returns again, it will become even more powerful!

However, the last two gunshots sounded, and the earthly weapons almost completely broke its cervical vertebrae, and its head drooped feebly.

Even though it has gotten rid of the limitations of the physical nerves, it is inevitably affected significantly, and the movements of the body begin to become sluggish... but the river is already in front of it!

At this time, there was a burst of rapid and panicked footsteps nearby. In its perception, it was just a group of orange-red figures, just mortals in the waking world.

This makes it feel at ease when it rarely feels thrilling and nervous... The compatriots in the forest are right, the waking world is indeed an extremely interesting place, which can make the mood ups and downs.

It sensed that the mortal had stopped not far away, and his emotions seemed to be violently turbulent. Perhaps that was the fear, uneasiness, and hesitation unique to mortals.

It ignored it and continued to control its broken body as it stumbled towards the cold and comfortable river.

But the fluctuation of the mortal's thoughts suddenly calmed down, and it sensed some emotion as hot as fire, which seemed to contain the meaning of destruction... and the earthly weapons raised by the mortal!

No... it roared silently with all its strength, and the aura that was cold enough to paralyze the mind spread outwards, but it was unable to affect the figure attached to it like burning flames at all.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

Several earthly weapons pierced its body, and two of them hit its neck quite coincidentally. The cervical vertebrae were completely broken and the head rolled down.

It was still insisting on manipulating the headless body to remove the fallen head, when it sensed that the annoying mortal that disgusted it was slowly approaching here, and the pair of feet that exuded a strong mortal aura were heading towards it. Come on.

A size 43 foot wrapped in a Scotland Yard standard leather boot stepped hard on the head that was rolling around, holding it firmly in place.

The owner of the leather boots aimed at the mouth that was constantly opening and closing but making no sound under his feet, and pulled the trigger frantically. All the freshly loaded bullets poured out, turning the terrifying-looking head into a hornet's nest that could no longer move. , blood and flesh like ice splattered all over the ground.

The police officer who rushed over because he heard the unusual noise gasped for air, and fear and panic seemed to be expelled from his body as he exhaled.

After he calmed down, he couldn't help but said in surprise:

"Oh my God! What kind of monster is this?"

He made the sign of the cross on his chest with lingering fear and murmured: "This is definitely the weirdest night patrol that Douglas has ever experienced in his life!"