Sherlock Holmes

What is an observer?

What does the word jump mean?

Where is hell? How did demons appear? Why can humans enter into a contractual relationship with demons? Why can Sherlock enter hell? Why can he be dragged into the universe by the sun in the sky without exploding? Die or freeze into an ice lump floating in the dark starry sky?

So many puzzles but no one knows the answers.

No one heard the silent sound that resounded throughout the sky, only the heavy roar under the moon.

Incredibly, Sherlock's crimson survived the brutal blow from the mountain-sized demon. No one could see that moment of ingenious effort, but they could see the result, so They were all stunned and froze on the spot, forgetting to quickly hide behind the overturned chariot to avoid being crushed by rubble again and their faces covered in blood.

Under the moon, dust was shaken into the sky. Of course, a moment of violent smashing and the ghost's avoidance and counterattack could not be the whole story of this fight. The two demons had completely entered into the most brutal fighting state, and the third level in the impression Different from the heavy and ferocious fight between the big demons, in addition to the terrifying attack power displayed by these two demons, they also had an even more unbelievable speed. They were even so fast that they could not even move under the swirling white snow. Some couldn't see clearly, and the tinnitus continued to deprive everyone of their hearing, as if the terrifying collision was silent. Only the dust rising from time to time and the huge tremors on the ground told everyone how intense the battle in front of them was. horrible.

Sherlock is different from Baskerville. It is impossible for him to use long-term training to develop the fighting habits of contract demons like his opponent. With a small amount of exchange of ideas, he can display such a terrifying offensive. He only has contact with He had been hiding from Crimson for about half a month, so he needed a huge amount of brain power to avoid the waves of attacks from that behemoth.

At the same time, he also needed to focus on the terrifying man in front of him.

I had heard Hopkins and Catherine talk about Baskerville before. From their descriptions, I learned that this man was a person so terrifying that even the soldiers on the front line were reluctant to mention it. He was a person that even Lord Dante People who have all praised me. At this moment, when I really faced his madness, I finally understood that the description in words is always lacking.

Terrifying. But who would have thought that it would be so terrifying. The human form of 'contractor' has been brought into full play by him. Whether it is a human or a demon, it has shown power beyond the scope of everyone's cognition. As soon as they met, the opponent did not leave any chance for the other party to breathe. Whether it was his mind or his body, the heroic aura carried in the offensive and the astonishing speed bombarded Sherlock's body crazily, and the crimson was trying to avoid it. During the process of blocking, it was as if a huge fist several meters wide was fatally hitting his brain.

Sherlock felt that if it had been another person, no matter who it was, they would be lying on the ground waiting to die.

This is a freak born on the battlefield, a person who lives only for war and killing, a terrifying warrior who dares to go deep into the front line of the Gate of Hell alone, and single-handedly carry out a large-scale mission to eliminate demons.

Although Sherlock is not a person who relies on force value, he does not seem to have suffered any big losses in terms of force value. At this moment, he actually felt that he had fallen into a disadvantage, and he did not fight back at all. room.

But he didn't have the slightest intention of giving up. His fast-running brain seemed to be excitedly thinking about ways to survive in this suffocating sense of imminent death.

This seems to be a kind of puzzle to him, and it is more simple and straightforward because if he solves it, he can live, but if he cannot solve it, he will die without a burial place!

In just a few minutes, the entire scene has become a mess. Although there are no buildings around, let alone woods or steam pipes, there is still a strong sense of collapse in the desolation of late winter. , as if hundreds of artillery shells had just bombed this area again.

That huge fist is like a rock that has been washed away in the sea for thousands of years. You can feel the visual hardness at the sight. It roars across the moonlight and rubs the air into a burning smell. There is no need to go out of your way. Aiming at the head or joints, because of the huge cross-section, as long as one hit is hit, it will directly hit most of the body. In this desperate situation, Crimson forcibly stepped on the ground with both feet and used brute force. He forced himself to pull back and retreated more than 20 meters in an instant.

Even if they were not contractors, the nearly a hundred soldiers in the distance could tell that Baskerville's hound had an overwhelming advantage. It could even be said that he was engaging in unilateral abuse, while Sherlock's The crimson demon could only struggle to hold on under the opponent's attack, trying to dodge, but strangely, under such intensive attacks, it seemed to be able to dodge its vital points every time.

This weird feeling made everyone wonder and marvel. Even Baskerville himself felt something was wrong.

Because according to his experience of fighting on the front line for many years, if it were a wild demon of the same size, it would have been torn in two by him long ago. Even if this demon was controlled by someone, and the controller was extremely powerful Contract ability, but it should have been unable to support it for a long time.

Why is it still standing and struggling to support it?

What's more, the contractor probably didn't have any free time to control the demon. He was clearly unable to protect himself, and it seemed that he would be unable to hold on in another second and his chest would be crushed by his own kick.

But when he thought of this, Baskerville seemed to suddenly realize that he seemed to have had this premonition a few minutes ago.

The next second, the next second.

So many seconds have passed, why is the other person still alive?

Of course Sherlock was still alive, even very happy. This feeling of trying his best to overdraw his body and mind made him extremely excited. Facing the crazy offensive, the huge waves roared in and could drown him at any time. , he burst into laughter with excitement.

He is not a soldier. He has never learned any fighting methods or tricks. He has only been a contractor for more than half a year. He has not joined the Holy See and received even a day of professional training. Everything he does seems to be based on a way to control the movement of the body, strength and speed. Use your analysis and perception to capture the opponent's terrifying attack traces, and then predict and respond.

As for the demon called Crimson, it seems to have inherited Sherlock's fighting habits. It is obviously closer to a human form, with slender limbs grown for fighting and the same muscle distribution, as if it was born with it. It's like waiting for a human being to have some kind of relationship with himself, and then tame himself and bring out all his almighty powers.

As a result, the huge body made a heroic dash while twisting and turning, its joints and limbs flying across the small area at the fastest speed. The gap in size and strength could be made up with prediction and instinct, with a crazy face. Against madness, Baskerville knew that his demons were invincible.

But he gradually felt that the red and white demon opposite seemed to be getting faster and stronger, and its movements became more and more elusive.

He frowned in confusion.

Could it be that the guy in front of me is making progress little by little in the battle?

Although fighting is the fastest way for the third-level demon to progress, it is not so fast. In terms of flexibility and speed control, Crimson at this time has actually been enhanced by the time when the battle just started a few minutes ago. Almost 20%.

Even if the delay in the effect of the devil's sedative is discarded, it can't be so fast?

What kind of thinking speed is this, what kind of analysis and adaptability is this?

Therefore, Baskerville also smiled excitedly, staring at his increasingly bloodshot eyes, as if he felt that only such a person would feel happy when killing him, so at this moment, his figure disappeared with a bang. Got it!

It was an explosion of speed that exceeded the limit of human imagination. The accompanying force alone had already spread the air, squeezing out a momentary wave of solid air in the open space. Almost at the same time, In the blind spot of Sherlock's vision, a fist that was so fast that it roared had already hit the back of his unprepared head.

Such an explosive and merciless blow, it seems that as long as it scratches a little, the head will explode instantly and turn into a sky full of broken bones and flesh and blood!

At the same time, a burst of light seemed to explode in Sherlock's eyes, just like the extraterrestrial eye in hell opened in his pupils, letting a hot star-like temperature rush into his mind.

At this moment, if it were an ordinary person, he would have passed out and died on the ground without even having time to scream.

However, at this moment, Sherlock actually endured it all. He saw and felt the direction of the wind, the light, the airflow and the power.

It was not the observation that he had been accustomed to before, but a clearer feeling. Just like this moment, time began to slow down or even stop. His thinking was so fast that countless ways to deal with it were poured into his mind, like a landslide and tsunami. In fact, it poured into his limbs and bones.

Therefore, Sherlock's head tilted slightly to the side.

The opponent's fist brushed against his hair, and he could even feel the air flow generated by the air being pushed away.

Following this force, Sherlock suddenly volleyed away, and Crimson on the side also dodged the equally fierce fist of the huge fist so incredibly, and then his six-meter-tall body drew a piercing line in mid-air. The arc and the "Boom!" kick hit the opponent's huge head like a giant steel whip.

Under the night, it was a morning bell that resounded across the sky!

Baskerville's hound was knocked to the ground directly by a kick. The force was so strong that the earth vibrated, and Baskerville himself turned into the sound of broken wind and flew out in an extremely miserable way, in the distance. A striking ravine was plowed into the unbroken snow, and in the process, the glasses turned into shards of glass flying in the air.

From the beginning of this battle to now, Sherlock's first real counterattack.

And this blow hit the vital point! Easy to attack and defend!