Sherlock Holmes

It was a black-blue light that appeared out of thin air in the empty warehouse. Then the light extended up and down, getting bigger and bigger, like the pupils of a wild cat at noon.

It was a crack in the void, a weird window that could connect hell and the world.

No one knows what theory caused this thing to appear. Professor Darwin actually studied this phenomenon during his lifetime, but found nothing, so he devoted his energy to the development of demonology.

But everyone knows that under the shroud of holy light, this void crack will not be torn too big. In other words, it is impossible for a large third-order demon to appear outside the Antarctic continent.

This is an established phenomenon, just like a river flowing downwards and a waterfall cannot flow backwards to the sky; just like human beings will have birth, old age, sickness and death, and no one can live forever; just like the sun is a luminous sphere, That can't be a big eyeball. This is an absolute principle of this world, and no one will doubt it.

But at this moment, the crack in the void became longer and wider, seeming to have surpassed the shape of a normal crack, until it was torn open by more than one meter, two meters and five meters. Seven Mido.

Fortunately, no one saw this scene, otherwise he would have been paralyzed on the ground in horror, feeling that all his knowledge of the world in his life had been shattered, and then he would have turned into what a normal person would call a lunatic.

What's even more incredible is that some terrifying tentacles stretched out from the cracks in the void.

Rolling up the big jar filled with demon sedatives, he dragged it into the crack.

The next second, the crack suddenly disappeared.

The entire underground warehouse fell into silence again.

However, the demon named [Crimson] is missing

At the same time, on a road outside the ancient Roman city of France, the fierce fighting continued.

In fact, no matter how exaggerated it is, the battle between a human and four large demons cannot be described with the word 'tragic'.

Sherlock's body was extremely weak. Fortunately, he ran fast enough and rushed out of the city in a few minutes. Therefore, he gradually escaped from the sedatives of the demons in the city and was finally able to kill some demons. Summon it out.

However, again, he was too weak. During the period from when the alarm was sounded to now, he suffered too many injuries. The devil in hell was unable to survive under the heavy consumption. It rushed out in a large scale, and the thin potion in the air still had some restrictions on the small-scale demons in the first stage. Therefore, Sherlock could only persist like this, watching the sporadic demons appear more and more under the offensive of the other party's contractors. The less and less, until it gradually becomes unstoppable.

Looking back at the contractors, in fact, during this period of time, several of them had been in a trance, because they could not believe that a person could rush up the cliff amidst such terrible gunfire, let alone a human being in front of them. While chasing four demons, one of them had his eyeball exploded, but they finally understood why they had to dispatch the third echelon, because if they didn't dispatch, it seemed that there was really no way to stop that powerful one. Extreme guy.

And now, demons keep popping up to protect the assassin, which makes those people wonder if they are dreaming.

But fortunately, it's all coming to an end eventually

The humanoid demon should be the strongest one in the third echelon, so he has violently rushed out of the encirclement. His huge body should be unstoppable for a human. If Sherlock is healthy, In this state, it was still possible to fight this guy head-on, but at this moment, he was already staggering even when he stood up. Facing the fist falling from the sky, his brain reflected that he also knew that he What should be done, but the body cannot give timely feedback.

Weakness, blood loss, serious injuries, fatigue, etc., etc., these conditions made it impossible for him to dodge this blow.

In fact, this is a reasonable thing. Anyone else would have died long ago.

So, let everything return to normal tonight.

The strong wind was whipped up, the moonlight was blocked, and the pressure of the wind shook the hem of Sherlock's clothes, causing all the blood remaining on his body to fly up to the sky!

At this moment, Sherlock could only stretch out one hand and spread his fingers, as if he was trying to use this method to catch the fist that seemed to destroy everything.

But everyone knows that this is impossible!

finally

"Bang!"

A huge wave of air suddenly exploded in mid-air, and the terrifying impact sound was like thunder, resounding over the ancient city.

…

…

A crack in the void just appeared!

One hand caught the punch.

The crack was torn open in front of Sherlock. The crack was still very small, and only one hand could be stretched out. The hand was very big, and the backs of the fingers were covered with a layer of white armor that resembled bones, along with the back His wrists and arms gradually grasped the tightly held fist and stretched it out.

And as the huge arm stretched out little by little, the black-blue void crack became bigger and bigger!

One shoulder was exposed, and then another big hand attached to the thick joints, clasped the edge of the crack, and then began to tear toward both sides.

No one could believe this scene, because the space was torn open. A head mysteriously protruded from it, with slender and scarlet eyes, then an overly wide mouth, a forward leaning spine, and a head that filled the cracks. The chest creaked, and the crack was like two worlds fighting madly, and the demon seemed to be born at this incredible moment, and slowly stood up from the crack. , the six to seven meter tall body stood upright in the night.

At this moment, everyone around them stopped. They stared blankly at the red and white demon, motionless and unblinking. The wind seemed to have stopped blowing, and the roars of the demons in their ears could not be heard. Missing, in short, completely stupid.

When did Shylock become a contractor?

It seemed that it was still a rainy season, half a year ago, or seven or eight months ago, or even longer.

At that time, he thought that his contracted demon was a low-level hell worm, but many, many things happened after that. For example, the so-called demon was actually more like a tentacle, such as the state of the tentacle and the one in the sky. Just like the weird sun, for example, these little guys can occupy other demons, such as the time when I had contact with Tianwai's eyeballs a long time ago, such as my own thinking palace.

Sherlock had no way to figure out what was wrong with him. This was not due to lack of reasoning ability, but simply a lack of direction in thinking.

According to common sense, it is impossible for a person to casually let the information he wants to know appear in his mind. It is also impossible for a person to enter hell after sleeping, and it is even less possible for a person to be pulled into the universe by a tentacle.

During this period of time, Sherlock has been able to do more and more things. He has examined himself countless times and felt that he is becoming less and less like a human being. After all, from ancient times to the present, it seems that no one can be like him. .

Of course, he would definitely not have any delusions that he could solve all the problems in this vast universe, so when he found that he seemed unable to find the answers to all these, he was not frustrated, but slowly accepted it. Quietly waiting for the opportunity that will come when I don't know when.

Puzzles are different from murder. Those who want to hunt down can only feel at ease at the moment of death, while puzzles are most fascinating when the answer is not revealed.

Well, this kind of waiting is also a kind of enjoyment.

At this time, he looked at the huge crack in the void in front of him and the crimson figure rising from the crack like a god. The puzzle he had been waiting for seemed to finally be loosened.

But at this juncture, he didn't have the intention to think too much, because the sudden appearance of the great demon directly had the strongest connection with his own thinking. The surging power of the demon rushed into his mind, just as his body began to Endless vitality was born.

He stabilized his shaky body in an instant, and he clearly felt in his mind that his crimson hand was tightly holding the fist of another humanoid demon. The two demons were actually about the same size, and even in terms of width, crimson Even thinner.

But in this face-to-face scene, the momentum displayed was completely incomparable. The next second, there was a huge "click" sound, and the crimson palm fiercely moved in the opposite direction of the opponent's wrist.

I don’t know if the bones as thick as a century-old tree broke at the sound!

A painful feedback suddenly hit the heart of the other contractor. At this moment, he clearly felt the frightening aura exuded by the red and white demon. With the experience of fighting between life and death, he Following the pain in the depths of his brain, he let out a loud roar, forcing himself to forget the cognitive baptism brought about by the huge crack. He instantly drove his demon to raise the fist on the other side and hit the opponent with the least mercy.

In the night, a huge morning bell suddenly sounded, which made people feel frightened.

At this time, Sherlock didn't care about the situation of the battle anymore. He suddenly turned around and ran towards the end of the road!

Only the thin demon was left, with his head slightly lowered, standing in the middle of the road, about to fight one against four. Although his body was covered with injuries, he still seemed to be an insurmountable god of war!

In the distance, the steam locomotive with thick bulletproof armor is indeed not too fast. For the sake of defense, this vehicle naturally sacrifices nearly one-third of its speed. More than half an hour has passed since it left the city. Then we finally arrived at the airship docking station.

Looking at the huge airship getting closer and closer to him, Emperor Augustine showed no joy in surviving the disaster.

Because he never felt from the beginning to the end that his life could end with just two assassinations.

Although the alarm bells in the city have not stopped, and although the gunshots have been ringing for too long, he still thinks so.

There are not many people in this world who can create miracles.

During the second demonic invasion, a man who can perform miracles has appeared.

How long has passed, there is no way another one will suddenly appear.

But at this moment, he seemed to hear something coming from behind the car, so he turned his head curiously.

Emperor Augustine's eyesight was not that good, but through the window glass behind him, he seemed to see some smoke and dust following the vehicle, and in the forefront of the smoke and dust, there seemed to be a black outline approaching rapidly.

So... is it a person?

He didn't know because he couldn't see clearly, or even clearly. The outline suddenly jumped high at a terrifying speed and was directly out of sight.

Immediately afterwards, the whole car shook violently.

There was a 'boom' from the roof of the car.

something fell on it