Sherlock Holmes

Chapter 238 The Hound of the Baskervilles (5)

This researcher needs a pen.

The scene before him was the first time he saw a second-stage contractor controlling a wild third-order demon in actual combat!

This scene was too close to him. It was so close that the gravel could easily hit him. It was so close that if he didn't pay attention, he would probably die on the spot. Moreover, the researcher couldn't actually record anything. thing, because he only had eyes, a pen and paper in his hand, no powerful testing equipment, and no way to count the speed by visual inspection, but he still stared unblinkingly, looking at the scene that no one had time to avoid, And was shocked beyond words.

The battle between people is enough to be called thunderous, so the collision between two third-level demons will definitely be earth-shattering.

The moment the red and white demon stepped into the snow, it had already passed the fighting position of the two contractors and rushed directly to a wider area a hundred meters away. But at the same time, the heavy as a mountain The huge body was so fast that it arrived first, and incredibly stopped in front of Crimson.

Before anyone could realize how its huge body could display such terrifying speed, a huge fist with a diameter almost wider than the opponent's shoulder fell directly from the sky! The first punch he saw for the first time was about to crack mountains and rocks, like a giant hammer hitting a nail cruelly, trying to bend, break, and smash it! In short, in comparison, the huge body, which is more than 6 meters high, seems so weak and weak, which makes people feel... It seems that in such a moment, the battle has not even started, and everything is about to end. Feel.

The most terrifying speed! The most brutal force!

The people in the field are all warriors of the empire. Although they have no contractors, they are all familiar with demons. Among the nearly 100 people in the team, at least half of the team members have cooperated with the clergy of the Judgment Department on more than one dispatch. Task. They have seen what it should be like when a third-level demon fights.

Since the human body cannot experience the sense of power brought by the huge demon, and cannot adapt to factors such as gravity, resistance, inertia, etc., it is inevitable that it will be less flexible and accurate during the control process. Even Huo, who is known as a genius, Judge Pugins could only make his demon perform a straight-line surprise move. If he missed a hit, he would even hit the wall and be unable to get up.

However, the behemoth in front of them is almost completely divorced from people's understanding of the third-order great demon. It is completely divorced from the understanding of physical feedback!

In short, everything happened so fast that the researcher who just picked up the pen didn't have time to write anything down, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Maybe he made some subconscious judgment in his mind, feeling that It was only dark red and was about to turn into a puddle of red and white minced meat.

However, the scene that almost everyone had foreseen did not happen.

At this moment, Sherlock only felt a slight tingling in his ears. In the violent roar, he beyond the ordinary sense captured a whistling sound of the air being pushed away rapidly, and grains of silver sand in the snow curtain. Flowing in the opposite direction, the wind brought a mess of hair down the back of his head. His body had just jumped up, and in a strange twisting posture in the air, he narrowly avoided a whizzing missile, which was enough to blow his A fist that shattered the sternum.

In this case, most people have no time to take into account any other situation.

However, Sherlock's brain almost at this dangerous moment simulated a picture based on the automatic collection of countless information around him. In fact, it was not just this picture, but hundreds of thousands of pictures in his mind. The flying, every direction of force, the deflection of every movement, countless things that have happened and are about to happen, are all rushing into consciousness like strong winds, but Sherlock does not feel the chaos, this kind of movement based on vague perception Subconscious reasoning is an ability that he already had before he became a contractor. It can even be said to be instinctive.

Therefore, the moment the fist that could destroy almost everything came into contact with Crimson's raised arms, the latter's seemingly thin bones suddenly sank with the whole body, and the speed actually followed the opponent's strength. Only then In less than 0.1 seconds, Crimson's waist tilted suddenly, and the muscles of his left arm instantly exploded with almost all of his strength. With the solid earth under his feet sinking and shifting, he actually pushed this body that was mixed with infinite domineering and murderous intent. The fist was released behind him, and then the body leaned forward and rushed straight up!

Buzz-buzz--a wave of air emerged from the ground, causing everyone to have tinnitus for a moment, and under that huge body, a fist wrapped in an exoskeleton was already falling towards the opponent. His body slammed hard against his chin that was not covered by the helmet.

Just as no one could imagine how such a huge body could explode at such terrifying speeds, no one could imagine why fists with such disparate proportions could erupt with such incredible power.

In short, there was a muffled sound, which was almost covered up in the buzzing, but it was like a thunder explosion, making everyone tremble.

At the same time, everyone unconsciously had the same question:

"What the hell, is this how a third-level demon fights?"

If the demon named Hound was able to perform such an astonishing behavior because of Baskerville's long-term training and the control of the terrifying contract power, what about the man named Sherlock?

Why was he still alive under Baskerville's attack? Why was his demon not broken in half by the smash? Why, that demon called Crimson had just crawled out of the sedative, and his body had not yet reached its peak state. But can you avoid counterattack at this moment?

No one can figure it out.

But this is normal. If all the problems could be solved easily, Sherlock would be bored to death day by day.

And now he certainly won't be bored. The Baskerville in front of him is too fierce. It requires a lot of movement observation and advance prediction to support its offensive. The gap between the demons in the distance is also extremely huge. That one The 20-meter-tall giant is not as slow as a behemoth should be. Instead, due to its size and weight, it opens and closes widely in its movements. There is a kind of heroism and madness coming from mountains and rivers, which causes Sherlock to have to judge what is out of sight. Without having time to see all the information, I could turn my crimson color into a poor weed swaying in the strong wind and waves.

Regardless of which side, it requires extremely terrifying observation, perception, calculation and reasoning abilities. It seems that as long as one mistake is made, it will be an irreversible end.

Therefore, Sherlock can only continue to focus on thinking and fighting, turning information into his own fighting power, and letting reflection become evidence that he can find opportunities for counterattack.

Standing upside down on the cliff, licking blood with the tip of the knife!

Hopkins once said before that there is only one way to better control the third-order demon, and that is to fight!

When he entered the second stage, Moran reluctantly told Sherlock that he had a very bad obstacle to promotion, that is, he did not use his full strength.

At this moment, Sherlock is not only fighting, nor is he using all his strength, he has even begun to squeeze all his thoughts, allowing himself to perceive more, see more, and predict more. This kind of He was forcing himself all the time, but he still couldn't escape the sense of imminent death, which made his eyes all excited and bloodshot!

At the same time, in hell, the eye hanging in the sky opened again, looking down at the entire world. The tentacles of thousands of churning lava slowly opened, twisting slowly in the endless dark starry sky. The movement seemed terrifying and unusual.

There is eternal silence in the universe, and there will be no sound here.

But it’s just that it’s not heard, not that it doesn’t exist.

Therefore, if you really have a pair of ears that can capture sounds in the void, you can hear that at this moment, the entire universe seems to be resounding with some weird words.

"Attention, observed observer transition."

"Discovery. Observer Leap."

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