Sherlock Holmes

Moran was still running forward desperately, the wind blowing in the opposite direction whistling in his ears. The maid's headband had come off at some point, and her black hair was dancing wildly in the night.

Moriarty was carried on her shoulders. At this time, he no longer struggled, and he would not ask why Moran suddenly wanted to resist him, because he had already seen that the place was getting farther and farther away from him. The firelight. The several airships that just fell like mountains, the violent wind and tsunami caused by the explosion, the roar of people, the blood in the sky, etc. were all like an incredible joke.

If Moran's reaction had been a step slower at that time, he would have definitely become one of those countless corpses.

So what exactly happened?

Was it an air transport accident?

Of course not. This accident happened too coincidental. It is impossible for air transportation routes to gather so many airships in the same area. It is also impossible for any company's airship to be painted black and not emit any warning before falling. Alarm, in short, these weird things cannot withstand scrutiny at all, and even the instigator is too lazy to hide it. In this way, nakedly and blatantly, the disaster is thrown to Moriarty and His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Holy See.

"To kill me?"

Thousands of people died, so many buildings were destroyed, did Miss Nightingale not even care?

Could it be that the other party also wants to kill Miss Nightingale?

He stared, his angry gaze piercing through the shattered lenses, looking at the fiery red hell on earth that reflected the night sky. At this time, he suddenly recovered from the shock and anger. Because he discovered that there was nothing wrong with him. Lan is still running.

He was still running like crazy. He was clearly out of the danger zone and very far away from the explosion. Why was he still running?

Does she feel that all this is not over yet?

And just when this idea came to mind, a scene of flying sand appeared at the edge of his sight. Of course, it was not a storm that followed the ground, but something that was moving towards him at an incredible speed. Approaching in the direction, because the speed was too fast, the force carried was too great, causing all the roads in the path to be destroyed, and the cement, asphalt, and sand on the streets all turned into flying debris, accompanied by the sound of each speed. The loud noises were like experiencing an explosion, and the booms and booms were so dense that it made people's scalp numb.

And in the smoke and dust, there was a sudden and even bigger explosion. All the flying sand and rocks were shaken away by a sudden wave of sound, and then a figure shot straight into the sky.

The figure looked small, but as it passed through the sky above its head, it became larger and larger as the distance approached. In the end, it even looked like a meteorite. Under the reflection of the distant firelight, it suddenly appeared. It hit Moran and Moriarty in front of them!

A huge thing fell from the sky!

Moreover, the huge creature almost ignored the reverberation of the fall. Without any pause, it rushed out and kicked up dust dozens of meters high. It got down on all fours and rushed towards Moriarty crazily.

It was only then that he finally saw what the huge creature looked like.

This is a third-stage demon and it can only be a third-stage demon.

The huge soles of the feet like bridge piers easily trampled the ground into deep pits. Everything they touched along the way was smashed into pieces all over the sky. An equally huge hand hit the ground, shaking out The cracks in the earth that are constantly spreading are like a terrifying flesh and blood beast like an ancient giant ape, but the whole body is covered with clear muscle lines, as if the skin has been torn off alive and then smeared with a thick layer of plasma. But if you touch it, it is as hard as steel.

The distance of a hundred meters was reached in an instant, and the prostrate body suddenly rose up from the ground, directly rising to the height of seven or eight floors. The thick arms were raised, and they were clenched into fists like giant furnaces. This movement The strong wind brought up made people almost fly, and then followed by a roar, the fangs almost shot straight into the sky, and the blood in the eyes was like a solid substance, and it was about to flow out from the corners of the eyes!

Just like that, these huge fists smashed towards the pair of tiny humans below with unstoppable momentum. They were like an incredibly huge hydraulic press, compressing the power and speed used in this moment. It was extremely cruel. It hit two ants who had nowhere to escape.

At this moment, Moran didn't even blink. She didn't even look at the fist falling from the sky. She acted before she could react and pushed Moriarty away.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud bang, thunder exploded, and the giant demon's fist hit the girl servant firmly!

In the distance, next to the ruins, the five difficult minutes seemed as long as months or even years!

The equipment barrier created by Parthenope has been hit by falling rocks and exploded countless times. The flames have not yet burned under the high-speed blower, but it is like being overdrawn in advance, blowing the fire away. It was getting bigger and bigger, and Noper was sweating profusely behind the barrier, trying desperately to repair the broken screws and springs, but it was obvious that he could not hold on for long.

"Isn't it done yet?! We are about to be cooked!" She was trying her best to put a shaken part back into its original position, shouting.

Nightingale did not speak, and Sherlock did not respond. The two of them were in this position the first second after entering the treatment, and they are still in this position now.

Finally, another boulder fell from the sky, and the thin barrier could no longer withstand the huge impact. It collapsed instantly, and countless parts and steel plates exploded toward the outside!

Noper weakly lowered the screwdriver and wrench in his hands, cursed at the same time, and closed his eyes as if waiting for this extremely unwilling death.

But at this moment.

The expected boulder did not fall down, and her body did not turn into a miserable and humiliating puddle of flesh. She just heard a muffled bang. She opened her eyes and saw that the boulder had hit her. She landed on the ground not far away, and then she turned around in a daze and saw the unpleasant man standing next to her.

Sherlock stood there in a daze. He didn't even realize when he stood up.

Looking at the girl next to him and the boulder he pushed aside, he seemed a little confused, because it was not easy to change the falling path of such a big boulder, but at that moment, he seemed to be conditioned reflex He stretched out his hand and touched a certain point in the falling process of the stone, and then the strength and angle between the muscles and bones were combined extremely cleverly at that moment, releasing an incredible amount of power in an instant.

Just like that, the stone was pushed away.

What confused Sherlock even more was that it was definitely easier to pull the little girl away than to push away the boulder, but he subconsciously chose the former, which proved that there was still some confusion in that thinking. When he regained consciousness, his subconscious thought that moving the stone away was the same thing as pulling the girl away.

"Are you okay?" Noper was also a little confused. She didn't even say thank you at the first time, but asked such a question.

"It should be fine." Sherlock moved his hands, and then he felt a force flowing through his body. The previous injury that made him near death had been suppressed for too long, and brought about There was too much pain, so after everything was cured, he felt that all the negative effects had reversed. The power stored in the muscles and blood vessels was crowded crazily, trying to find an exit. Want to be released.

"It's even a little too good!"

He smiled, experiencing this completely different feeling. At the same time, he was also thinking, has he reached the second stage?

But he also knows that his second stage is definitely different from the second stage of ordinary contractors. If he wants to find out whether to advance, he still has to go to hell in person to truly feel it.

But I definitely can’t sleep here now.

"Everything is fine, why are you standing there?!" Nopa's tone suddenly changed, and he said anxiously and angrily: "When everything is fine, take us out of here quickly!"

"I know, don't make any noise~" Sherlock said, turning back and stretching out a hand to signal Nightingale to hold on to him.

It was at this time that he noticed that the beautiful girl in front of him was very pale and she was holding on to the rubble of rubble beside her. She seemed to be extremely weak.

But she still handed over her hand: "It's okay. My healing ability requires energy. This is normal."

Sherlock nodded. At the same time, he also knew that it was impossible for the other party to drag him away like before, so he didn't care much and directly grabbed Nightingale and held him in front of him.

"Ah!" Nightingale panicked.

Next to him, Nopa also stared: "Hey, hey, hey, please be gentle with your hands, I'll keep an eye on you. Ahhh!!!"

Before she could finish her words, Sherlock had accelerated instantly and rushed out of the ruins.

Along the way, the sea of ​​​​fire has spread a long distance. It has been at least more than five minutes since the explosion, but the rescue team still has not appeared.

This is a reasonable thing. In order to kill the Holy Son who can create such a large formation, it is indeed normal operation to hold up the rescue team for 20 minutes and half an hour.

Sherlock's speed was so fast that he even seemed to be catching up with Moran. However, compared to Moran's hard acceleration, Sherlock's running seemed extremely light. He could calculate variables in motion. At this moment, he was able to integrate all the muscles and reactions of his body. Running didn't even require much physical effort, and Nightingale and Nopa hanging on him couldn't feel too big a bump.

According to this posture, it is estimated that he will be able to rush out soon, and then all he has to do is find a safe place and wait for rescue.

At least that's what Nopa thought.

However, at this moment.

Sherlock's pupils suddenly tightened, and he looked somewhere out of sight. Then, a bloody figure suddenly flew over like a cannonball, and then hit a wall solidly on the side. Among the buildings, the obviously seriously injured body penetrated directly through the building, and smashed through countless walls along the way.