Sherlock Holmes

"Come in."

came an emotionless voice.

The person in charge of the airship opened the door and walked into the room and saw the officer who had a long reputation on the front line, but no one wanted to have any interaction with him.

According to the instructions of General Patton, the commander-in-chief of the front line, the airship will carry the officer to a location he deems suitable, then put him down, and leave the rest to his own devices.

The word "self-destruction" sounds so impersonal, but the officer in the room did not seem to be depressed at all. During this period, he spent most of his time standing in front of the hanging window of the airship, looking down at everything below.

It seemed that in his mind, he really only had missions, and he completely ignored the tragic endings of being lost in the snow, starving to death, freezing to death, or being killed by demons.

"Commander Baskerville." The person in charge of the airship did not worry about the life and death of the officer in front of him. He said worriedly: "The spiralizer has been no longer working since yesterday afternoon. This area is very dangerous. The instructions I received were not Full escort, sorry. We are about to return."

In fact, this sentence did not have too much human touch, but as the director of the airship, he could not let everyone on the airship take risks with him just for the sake of this officer.

After hearing this, Baskerville nodded: "Okay, put me down."

At this time, the airship is sailing above an altitude of 10,000 meters. According to the pre-planned plan, when it reaches a certain position, the airship will descend to a safe height, and then use the suspension lock to pull Commander Baskerville close to his huge The terrifying 20-meter contract demon was put down.

"There is a mountain range ahead. We will put you down on a mountain peak in a while, and then the airship will return." The person in charge of the airship was silent for a while, looking at the other party's back. He had been on the front line for many years. He was more or less I had also heard rumors about the experience of this cold-blooded officer, so while feeling a little sad, I just said lightly: "I wish you good luck."

at this time

"Squeak--squeak--"

On the ceiling of the lounge, the airship's communicator suddenly sounded.

"Sir, left rotor, we saw it!!"

The voice was filled with shock and panic.

The person in charge of the airship seemed to suddenly think of something, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes. He rushed out of the lounge and walked along the corridor outside the door to the hanging window on the other side.

The moment he looked beyond the window and looked out, his legs seemed to collapse all of a sudden, and his whole body was weakly leaning on the armrest. He slumped down as soon as he could, but his eyes were wide and wide with fear. , unable to look away at all.

From a high altitude, one can easily see across the top of the mountain and see the dark crack below that is so huge that it seems to swallow everything. It is like an unexpected thing suddenly appeared in a normal space. Belonging to the gap in this dimension, the claws of the evil god dug a hole in the human world.

Because light cannot return to the eyeballs after it enters it, even if there is a mountain range within the line of sight, it cannot be used as a reference. It is impossible to estimate the size of this pitch black, and one does not know whether it is round or flat. , its edge and height cannot be determined, and it is even impossible to tell how far it is from the airship. It seems that as long as it crosses the mountain range a little bit, the entire airship will be swallowed up by the darkness.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and Baskerville also walked to the window.

Of course, he would not be like the person in charge of the airship next to him, who was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he could not stand still. However, his muscles were still tense. He took off the glasses he used to limit his vision and looked straight through the eyes. From a distance of a thousand meters, he stared hard at the terrifying dark area and the densely packed demons below.

He didn't know why all these demons gathered here, but this strange phenomenon was definitely not good news.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, and his sight quickly moved to the top of the mountain. At the top of the narrow mountain gap, something seemed to be standing quietly. The figure should have been very conspicuous, but in such a situation. Looking down from a height, he looked so small, and the wind and snow had already covered the red around him with a layer of white frost. If Baskerville hadn't had the visual enhancement of a third-level great contractor, he wouldn't have been able to spot it. figure.

"Looking glass!"

Without any hesitation, he said quickly.

The person in charge of the airship beside him was so frightened by this sudden sound that he came back to his senses and quickly took out a pair of brass lens barrels from his arms.

Baskerville snatched it away and put it down in front of him. In the wind and snow that was magnified several times, he saw the figure of the devil that he could never forget in his life, and the man standing quietly on the devil's shoulder.

An indescribable feeling of shock emerged from his numb heart.

It has been more than two months. Did that person really trek on this frozen soil for so long without any support, guide, or material support?

Even war airships with sufficient fuel dare not approach this area. That guy actually used his human body to reach the gate of hell on foot?

What had he experienced in the past few months, how did he not lose his way, how did he survive?

Countless doubts filled the mind of this contractor with strong personal combat power. He even wondered to himself whether he could achieve the level of the other party if it were him.

No one knows if he ever got the answer.

Baskerville handed the telescope back to the officer beside him, then turned around:

"Put me down."

"ah?"

"He's down there, try to get me as close to him as possible!"

With these words, Baskerville walked directly down the spiral staircase. At the same time, there was a shaking from below, which was the vibration caused by the slowly erecting of his extremely huge demon.

The person in charge of the airship was still a little confused and didn't quite understand who [he] the other party was talking about. He immediately picked up the telescope and looked at the place where the other party was looking just now.

This glance made all the pores in his body suddenly shrink.

He saw a person who should never be at the top of that mountain!

Two minutes later, the vibrations below the living cabin became more intense, and the entire airship began to slowly descend. Under the officer's instructions, the airship approached the mountain peak, and a cargo unloading hatch in the cargo warehouse opened in the air. The howling cold wind rushed in instantly, causing the entire airship to emit the sound of howling wind that only occurs when a strong wind passes through.

Dozens of lifting and lifting ropes hang a steel warehouse below it, hanging down little by little towards the top of the mountain. In the warehouse, stands an incredibly huge demon, with pieces of special features nearly half a meter wide covering its body. The armor plate made its body look uncoordinatedly broad. In such a strong wind, the suspension rope was motionless under the pressure, which shows how astonishing its weight is.

During this whole process, the person in charge of the airship stood in front of the window, looking at the scene below with a telescope.

He saw the man standing on the top of the mountain raised his head and looked towards him, but he didn't seem to care that an airship was hovering above his head, or perhaps he had something more worthy of concern.

The man lowered his head again and looked down the cliff.

There are densely packed demons there.

But he was not looking at the demons, but looking in a further direction.

Gradually, bursts of dense neighing sounds came from the direction he was looking at, like a mountain torrent, the earth shook, like two huge mountain peaks colliding together, and countless rocks squeezing and rubbing against each other, Only in this way can it emit such a huge roar that exceeds the limit of human hearing.

If it weren't for the strong physical strength of the contractor, and if it weren't for the special layer of plates covered on the surface of the airship in order to withstand the pressure at high altitudes, the roar and roar alone would be enough to shatter everyone's eardrums.

The person in charge of the airship turned pale with fright at the crazy vibration of the glass in front of him. Subconsciously, he turned the direction of the telescope and looked at the location where the sound came from.

At that moment, he saw a scene of ten thousand demons galloping, rolling and roaring, a large black tide spreading to the edge of his vision, surging towards the gate of hell.

That was the most spectacular demonic tide he had ever seen in his life!

At this time, everyone in the airship was unable to breathe smoothly due to the huge roar. The soldiers came to the hanging window and gathered together. Nearly a hundred pairs of eyes all saw the roaring black tide. , further away, there were several other airships that also saw this spectacular and extremely terrifying scene. People were trembling, subconsciously not daring to make any movement, as if they were afraid that if they made a sound, they would be killed below. The demons noticed it and were devoured in an instant.

In addition to the weird gate to hell, the densely packed demons, and the spreading black tide, some sharp-eyed soldiers also saw a figure that was too small to be worth mentioning.

The man on the top of the mountain was so unbelievably forced into the most magnificent scene in the world, just like the blazing heat when the mountains shook, the earth's crust changed, and the lava rushed into the sky from the crack on the mountain top. Underneath, there is actually a red and white flower, standing on the top of a volcano, looking so coquettish and eye-catching.

And the next second.

What was even more shocking was that they actually saw the demon on the top of the mountain suddenly leaning forward, and its entire body dived down the cliff in a manner that was almost vertical to the ground!

All the people who saw this scene felt chills standing on end for a moment!

They were frightened by the gesture at this moment. The top of the mountain had been baptized by wind and frost for millions of years. There was almost no snow cover on the surface. The sharp rocks were protruding outwards, just like the mountain of knives in those popular words. And at such a height, its tilt was only a dozen degrees from the ground, which made the demon's dive look like it suddenly jumped off a cliff.

But it was definitely not jumping off a cliff, because the demon seemed to feel that the falling speed was too slow, and was running vertically on the nearly right-angled cliff.

The demon tide is getting closer and closer, and the screams of the surrounding demons are getting more and more intense, making people's hearts tremble wildly, as if they are beating the drums for that extremely heroic figure, who rushes out. Afterimage's legs hit the protruding rocks, and large swaths of ice exploded with every step.

Some people who wanted to gaze at the afterimage in the observation mirror couldn't bear such a terrifying speed, and felt like they were falling from the sky. The mere illusion made their stomachs churn.

Of course, Sherlock wouldn't think about how much shock his figure had caused to so many people at this time, because he knew very clearly from the first moment the demonic tide entered his sight that he was the A goal that has been tracked for more than two months.

In the midst of the black craziness that surged straight in his direction. Nightingale was right there.

He didn't know why, but these demons undoubtedly wanted to send Nightingale into the Dark Portal! So at this moment, Sherlock had no choice. He began to dive on the cliff, with the wind roaring in his ears. His mind and vision entered the most focused state. Under the heroic speed of running, all the ice and snow in sight, Rocks, the position and angle of each rock, are forming countless possibilities at a speed that ordinary people cannot imagine. In an instant, they choose what posture to use for the next step, keeping that precarious, but There was never a broken balance. Crimson's own unique thinking miraculously accepted such crazy instructions at that moment, and perfectly used every muscle in his body to complete this earth-shattering feat. Run wildly.

"Boom--boom--"

Is that the collision of the demonic tide below? Is it the roar of the airship turbines overhead? Is it a crack that explodes rock fragments beneath your feet?

Sherlock didn't care at all. He almost entered a world with only himself. There were only thousands of data in his mind that were frantically analyzing and reasoning. He was calm and silent. At such a speed, gravity and running began. The ruthless speed superposition caused the huge crimson body to lose all lightness, leaving only the most naked heaviness and an indomitable terrifying momentum, as if it was causing the entire mountain range to vibrate.

Faster and faster, faster and faster, so heroic that it seems like suicide!

On the high-altitude suspension rope, Baskerville stood on the shoulders of his huge contracted devil, staring at the scene below. He was used to facing the world with cold eyes, but at this moment, he only felt that his head was buzzing. My scalp is numb!

Is that guy crazy?

He was located on a mountain cliff several kilometers away. At such a speed, was he going to hit the ground and be shattered into pieces?

But he knew that it was impossible to track that guy for thousands of miles. It took nearly three months for a man to come to the gate of hell alone, just to fall to death in that darkness.

Therefore, Baskerville's heart was inexplicably stimulated with a burst of bloodthirsty heat.

He couldn't wait, even though he didn't know what he couldn't wait for.

In short, the nearly 20-meter-tall contracted demon suddenly jumped down.

At this time, the lifting platform at your feet is still about 500 meters away from the top of the mountain below.