Is the Evil God Me?

When the plastic demon showed the ability to transfer as a surprise, for Sherlock, it was not a surprise, but a suffocating shock. However, in all kinds of weird and unbelievable cases, the most indispensable thing is surprises, so Sherlock immediately thought of something after the initial surprise about the fact that the plastic demon was wiped out in front of him.

Immediately, relying on his own fame, he began to preside over the overall situation under the instigation of some powerful people.

In fact...

This is just another hunt, but the target of the hunt has changed from beasts to monsters. From a dark point of view, this kind of **** hunting can more stimulate the bloodthirsty genes of human beings. Can bring more intense sensory stimulation.

As for the thoughts of the upper class, no one knows and dares not ask.

Ask them why they didn't hand over all their valuable guarding power, and they were commanded by Sherlock to catch the changing monster faster and more effectively.

Responsibilities and rights are sometimes so vague.

Although Sherlock felt that the Demon Sculptor was no longer in the camp, he still arranged some level searches to deal with the upper class. At least if the Demon Sculptor was still observing the camp, then at least these chaotic behaviors could disturb its sight. To be honest, the effect of this interference depends on luck.

When the big detective was preparing for the next move, Lynn just returned to the camp.

"Looks like I haven't used up my 10-hour credit."

This was Lynn's first sentence when he saw Sherlock. He noticed that Sherlock was hanging a censer in his hand. The small and delicate silver censer was very unusual. In spiritual perception, it was like shouting, I Same here. Lynn, who had seen the relic, immediately understood that what Sherlock was hanging was a censer.

"Is the news you brought back, is it the cold wind from Beiyuan or the warm wind from Evernight Harbor?" Sherlock suddenly had a hunch when he saw that Lynn came back one step earlier than expected.

That hunch is called the euphoria of imminent success.

Mr. Detective suddenly had a strong premonition that the first failure of his persistence might be able to completely end its troubles today. This scene is quite strange. Two people who don't see each other in the eye, and can even be said to be competitors, chose to cooperate by coincidence to solve the most important thing to them at this time.

This is probably fate.

"I think you can blow the warm air in this early winter." The corners of Lynn's mouth were raised, and he continued. "There are two plastic monsters, and neither of them can be killed directly, otherwise you will just wait for the mouse holes to be dug all over the mountains and fields."

In addition, Lynn also casually shared some of Worden's habit of shaping demons with Sherlock, apparently killing another person corresponding to his split body, and then disappearing from here, the spiritual estimation it contains is already invalid. As for the split corresponding to the countess, there should still be a range to follow.

But the bad news is...

Lynn, who had just dropped by the earl's camp, got some not-so-good news, that is, Amiste was bored and had no pastime, so she went out hunting and entertainment with a team of maids with guns. Lynn was a little worried about Amiste's safety, but the countess was surrounded by maids with guns. These people's shooting skills are not bad, so don't worry too much, and the smart and beautiful mature woman is not without it. A life-saving trump card.

Judging by the timing, it may be a while before the hunting party returns.

That is to say, one of the parts of the plastic demon may be currently in the hunting party. Sherlock, who heard the news, was rarely silent. With the [Aizhe Incense Burner] hanging in his hand, he quickly made a decision. , Let's catch this split first, or else miss this opportunity, the ghost knows how much the plastic demon can change in the future.

This ghost is like a slime, and its abilities are getting weirder and weirder while it keeps degenerating.

"What are you going to do?" Lynn didn't keep Sherlock silent for too long.

"I have a method, but you are a member of the [Suppression Bureau]. I don't know how well you practiced your spiritual child model." Sherlock's words revealed that the [Fate Weaving Bureau] and the [Suppression Bureau] have an impact on spiritual The different emphasis of the sub-models is probably due to the different emphasis on recruitment channels and consumption.

"I have already started to build the spirit child model in Sequence 9."

Lynn didn't talk nonsense, and used the most concise and clear language to show his spiritual attainments.

In the [Lamp Holder] branch, Lynn's spiritual solidity can be said to have left most people far behind. If the spiritual sea is turbulent and terrifying, then he is equivalent to growing steadily in the calm field delineated by the Black Holy Grail.

"Very good, my basic characteristics are [Line] and [Ji], what I perceive from my personality is just a spiritual chaos~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But, I have this..."

Sherlock raised his palm and showed Lynn the incense burner carved with all kinds of weird patterns.

"what's it for?"

"Very simple, it allows us to see more clearly, whether it is the surface world or the astral world. But the only problem is that my sexuality does not match the dominance of this land, which means that I can't observe and capture. To the level of confusion, I need a helper to assist me and observe. And this helper must not only match the dominance of the land, but also coordinate with me in spiritual operation.”

Coincidentally, Lynn satisfies both of the above conditions.

"What about the price?" Lynn knew that the use of relics had a price, and this price was generally borne by the user, and if there were multiple users, it would be evenly shared to a certain extent.

"Double the disarming time. During this time, all our spellcasting and attack behaviors will be forcibly denied by spirituality."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes.

Disarming is really disgusting.

If this [Aizhe Incense Burner] hadn't given him unparalleled observation ability and was just right for him, he would have traded it out long ago.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Lynn glanced at Watson, who was standing silently in the shadow not far away, and said nothing.

"Come on then, remember, follow my spiritual rhythm."

Sherlock sat cross-legged and stretched his hands straight. Lynn also imitated him and sat cross-legged on the opposite side. The hands of the two were clasped together. Synchronized spiritual stimulation, began to release more smoke.

Soon, Lynn realized that his whole body was enveloped by the diffuse smoke, and the two worlds were rapidly becoming clearer in the mist that should have been hazy, unprecedentedly clear!