Sherlock Holmes

From a distance of 500 meters, it takes a full 10 seconds to fall.

When most people see this time, they may not have any idea, thinking that just ten seconds is not a big deal.

But when you fall from that high altitude and the strong wind whizzing around you rubs your ears and pushes the muscles on your face backwards, you will feel a sense of near-death that is so terrifying that you dare not open your eyes.

This is still perceived with the weight of a human being.

And when a behemoth that was 20 meters tall and weighed more than 200 tons fell vertically from the sky, the momentum it displayed was completely unimaginable.

So as the Hound of the Baskervilles fell towards the top of the mountain, carrying the extremely heavy armor plate around it, the cold air in the sky was squeezed and screamed, and a wave of air was visible to the naked eye. A huge wind barrier formed at its feet, rushing straight to the top of the snow-capped mountains!

And this is actually only 500 meters, and it is just a free fall.

How high is this mountain?

2000 meters?

3000 meters?

Deep in the Antarctic continent, no one has measured the peaks of the mountains near the Gate of Hell. They only know that the existing recorded peaks in the world are more than 8,000 meters high. But the steepness and ruggedness of this mountain formed by thousands of years of icy cold winds must have exceeded the limits of most mountains.

Therefore, when a demon falls from the top of the mountain, it is not a simple free fall, but a terrifying run, which is continuously superimposed on the basis of the falling speed. The momentum it displays is much stronger than the meteorite-like Basque in the sky. Weir's hounds were even scarier.

Everyone on the airship saw this scene, and each other's eyes finally broke away from the huge black crack. They couldn't help being shocked, it turned out that the contractor could be so powerful.

So, just how powerful was Master Dante back then? Could it be that he was really able to stand in front of the gate of hell by himself, with only one man standing in front of him? He was not afraid of mountains and rivers, and was invincible wherever he went?

No one had seen how Lord Dante crushed everything and rushed into the gate of hell, but just that brief imagination gave people a huge sense of pride and confidence.

Yes, the Gate of Hell is indeed extremely scary, but we still have the two strong human beings below who dare to face their fear, as well as thousands of contractors, the human expeditionary force, and Lord Dante. .

So.nothing to be afraid of!

10 seconds passed. Baskerville did not slow down, and he could not slow down. He just let his demon crash onto the top of the snow mountain. Countless frozen rocks were shattered by the impact, and the surrounding rocks were also shaken. As for being lifted high, it's actually a good thing that this mountain peak is located at the mouth of a gorge with the strongest wind speed. Thick layers of snow have not accumulated for thousands of years. Otherwise, just this moment, another big avalanche could be triggered.

Sherlock didn't slow down either. Not only did he not slow down, but he also took advantage of the angle of the cliff that was almost vertical to the ground to push his speed to an extreme. Looking from the airship, this figure had reached a certain level that made people glance at it. To the extent of causing dizziness, he has already turned into a streak of red light that flies by, making those who watch it feel excited and uneasy at the same time.

At this speed, as long as there is a slight impact, it will inevitably end up being shattered to pieces. However, Crimson is still accelerating because he saw the demonic tide roaring towards the gate of hell. In the process of running at such a high speed , his eyes kept scanning the demonic tide.

He knew that Nightingale was among them.

It is absolutely impossible for a normal person to imagine how fast Sherlock's mind has reached at this time. It is faster than the surging demons, faster than his own diving speed. The tide piled up by the endless demons is... Everything his vision passed was engraved on the bottom of his eyes. Under the addition of terrifying thinking, it was subdivided into the area seen by each demon. The visual pixels formed by looking at it from a distance were affected by powerful vision and The analytical ability condenses the tiniest details. In one second, a thousand, three thousand, five thousand, or even more demons flash through the mind with the clearest image.

until

He finally saw a huge demon surrounded in the center of the demonic tide. Its back was covered with dense white fluff. Under the cover of these fluff, Nightingale seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fluff. Her eyes were slightly closed under the thick blanket, and she was obviously asleep.

So, this girl slept on the back of a demon for three months? If it weren't for her special physique, wouldn't she have starved to death long ago?

But it doesn't matter anymore, because Sherlock has already found him and is speeding towards her! And under the stunned gazes of the people on the airship above his head, he once again increased his speed to the top. The wind pushing him away could no longer keep up with his speed. Under this speed that almost exceeded the limit of visual capture energy level, it was thousands of miles long. Meters of steep mountain peaks.

Deep red! About to hit bottom!

No one knows how he will survive. Under such circumstances, it is impossible to suppress his speed. The moment it comes into contact with the ground, even the thickest piece of steel will be instantly broken into countless steel residues. There are no gentle slopes, no speed bumps, no hope.

Is this powerful human contractor who has not been identified yet, going to die like this?

Of course Sherlock would not die like this. He had spent so much energy and came to such a dangerous place. The most important thing was that he had not yet rescued his employer, so how could he die like this?

Moreover, the people on the airship never discovered that the dense speed bumps below had already been prepared.

As he got closer and closer to the ground, the terrifying roar he brought became clearer and clearer. Finally, at a certain moment, it overshadowed the screams of the devil below.

At this moment, all the demons who heard this voice raised their heads in confusion and looked at the mountains on their side. Then, they saw a scene that was not easy for them to understand.

I saw a white wave formed by a hurricane falling almost vertically from the top of the mountain at an astonishing speed. It was because something was moving forward so fast that the air pushed away did not have time for the airflow behind to catch up, forming a The short-term air pressure difference created a flying snow tornado that extended downwards.

The demons didn't know what was in front of the tornado, and they didn't care. In short, at this moment, all the demons who were aware of the existence of that thing were silent.

Then came vigilance, and then anger, like a wild beast whose territory had been invaded, and had a natural killing intent towards the overestimating guy above him.

Just like that, a roar louder than before sounded loudly, and countless demons rushed towards the top of the mountain crazily!

They surged up desperately, pushing and trampling each other, one on top of the other, piled up along the steep mountains into a death tsunami nearly 100 meters high, and slapped the rocks of the mountains wave after wave. , and spread higher and higher, one hundred meters, three hundred meters, five hundred meters, the black mass seemed to swallow everything.

Everyone on the airship was dumbfounded. Even the best newspaper editor could not describe such a picture. It was a snow-white spear stabbed from the top of the mountain. Below it was as black as ink and almost as thick as The terrifying 100-meter strong shield was like the supreme god in mythology staged a cruel collision between ancient cold weapons before his eyes.

But what's even more terrifying is that it's not a spear or a shield, it's all living flesh and blood!

What's even more terrifying is that that spear was actually just a person from beginning to end.

No one had time to understand the consequences of this extremely absurd scene, because everything happened in that moment.

The gun cherry formed by the strong wind, the snow-white gun body formed by the blowing snow, and the spear tip formed by the incredibly fast afterimage at the tip, finally collided with the demonic tide below at this moment.

At first, there was no huge buzz, because it was really just the sound that flesh and blood could make.

But visually, it is an astonishing scene of a spear falling from the sky, ruthlessly tearing through the black wave. The overwhelming demon is that the moment it touches, it is torn apart in an instant and turns into a puff of explosive objects. With the support of such terrifying speed, it is impossible for flesh, blood, bones and corpses to withstand even for a tenth of a second. There is no time to disperse, no time to dodge, so you can only let your body, and the other party's body is rubbed by the air until it is hot. The exoskeleton undergoes an extremely tragic collision.

A bunch of bright flesh-and-blood flowers bloomed in the white snow, one after another, and the constant banging sound finally continued into a huge sound wave that could not be distinguished by the ears. Boom boom boom, Sherlock turned into a monster in the loud sound. A bloodthirsty rainbow pierced directly into the demonic tide. The pile of flesh and blood was his speed bump, and the roaring dive from the mountain top was his invincible weapon.

It is impossible for him to be like Lord Dante and force his way into the demonic tide by relying on his own strength.

But he also has the strength of one of the top contractors in the world, and even one of the three or five most powerful people.

Under the analysis of his incredible brain, he used everything around him and was able to do this even in front of him. He knew how to make himself withstand the huge collision and minimize his contact area. How to make himself In the fatal high-speed state, it maintains the most perfect posture to reduce more than 90% of damage.

It's really like jumping into the tide. For some people, it's like falling on the concrete floor, but for those who have received professional training, there won't even be much splash.

Well, this is just a metaphor. A mountaintop of several thousand meters is not like diving, and the power of Crimson is not comparable to that of humans, so water splashes, or blood flowers, have already flown into the sky, forming a large area of ​​​​blood rain in an instant.

Sherlock, just like that, tore up the corpses of countless demons as the demonic tide surged towards the gate of hell, and inserted it into the center of the demonic tide at an incredibly subtle angle!

Everything is calculated!

The demon carrying Miss Nightingale was getting closer and closer. After passing a few hundred meters of flesh and blood speed bumps, the crimson speed gradually slowed down. At this time, it was already covered in blood, and in the process, No one saw how Sherlock could withstand the shock force caused by the head-on collision at such a high speed. In short, he had become a bloody man.

But amidst the blood all over his body, a pair of extremely focused and bright eyes were still shining with the most fascinating light.

How many incredible things has Sherlock done during this time? How many miracles has he performed?

But everyone seems to have forgotten that Sherlock is actually only a second-stage peak contractor.

He has only been a contractor for two years!

Because of a fatwa from the Pope, he killed an executive of the Adjudication Department and reached the peak of the first level. During the London airship crash incident, he broke through to the second level. After the stop with Baskerville , once again reached the peak of the second level, and then reached the peak of the second level when he assassinated Emperor Augustine.

After that, he never took the hardest step.

As for the reason, Moran actually put it forward a long time ago, because he has never been able to meet a situation where he can do his best and fight for life and death!

If you have a plan when facing all the difficulties, and are able to handle them with ease, and don't fight until the most dangerous and fatal moment, then how can you be promoted!

But now, Sherlock is actually no longer able to think about the fact that he still needs to continue to be promoted.

Because from the moment he fell off the cliff, he entered the most focused state he could show, because he knew that in such a high-speed state, as long as the smallest mistake, he would be doomed.

Every stone, every rock formation, every step, every moment of rhythm, every moment of hesitation, if you make a mistake, you will be shattered to pieces.

So throughout this whole process, Sherlock was walking on the edge of death.

After that, he pierced the demon group and staged another scene of extremely sharp killing. Of course, he could not have the extreme strength of Lord Dante back then, but in that short period of time, his killing The efficiency may really be comparable to that of the most powerful old man in holy history.

Concentration, killing, near-death, the danger from beginning to end, the possibility of being shattered into pieces with every step, all of these are stimulating the madness in the deepest part of Sherlock's consciousness.

He felt refreshed and contented.

And in self-awareness, the stubborn yearning to become more powerful was finally satisfied.

He felt that there was an unusual rhythm in his body. A wave of heat grew from between his limbs and bones, merged into his blood vessels, and then flowed to every muscle and cell in his body.

He hadn't yet realized what this meant.

Because at this moment, he had already arrived in front of the demon who kidnapped Miss Nightingale!