Sherlock Holmes

There was a bang, followed by a more complex and huge roar, which directly shook people's heads in a physical sense.

Of course, there was also shock in my heart.

The shock lasted for about a second. The space in front of him was like a red-hot iron skewer inserted into a piece of soft butter with a white surface and a red heart, leaving a huge bloody tunnel in the middle.

Fortunately, although the people around them had little combat experience, their brains still had good receptive abilities. After being shocked by the sudden scene, they quickly recovered and then invariably headed towards the front of the crowd. of Watson.

In the entire venue, there were only two people who were not wearing work clothes. One of them had already rushed out unbelievably and put a big exclamation point in everyone's heart. The remaining Watson could only welcome the attention of all the surprised eyes. .

He didn't feel too uncomfortable being stared at like this. He just turned around and happened to look at a female researcher next to him.

Then he asked: "How long will it take if the factory is filled with demon sedative?"

When the researcher heard someone asking him something, he came to his senses. His eyes fell on Watson's beautiful face, and he was startled again:

"Catalyst turns into gas faster than liquid, but it takes at least half an hour."

She replied belatedly, still wondering in her heart, who is this person in front of her, why is he so good-looking, and why haven't she seen him before?

Watson bowed slightly like a gentleman: "Then please..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a roar!

A small demon with wings seemed to have noticed this, and suddenly swooped down. At that time, those simple words had just come out of the mouth of the beautiful man in front of him, and a bright light appeared at this moment, and the female experimenter The eyes of her eyes lit up, taking away a trace of cut air and a shrill, sharp sound of breaking wind. The girl's eyes didn't even have time to squint. She seemed to be frightened by the light of the sword, and the instinct on her white and delicate skin gave rise to some goosebumps.

The next second, the screams and wind stopped suddenly, and the demon fell to the ground with a bang. No wounds could be seen on the body, but the blood had slowly gathered under the body. Watson held a scalpel between his fingertips, and the tail The fingers were slightly raised, indescribably soft and weird, and he just straightened up with a smile and continued: "Then please be faster."

Then he turned around and walked into the bloody path that the previous man had hit.

Some void cracks were torn open in the chaotic factory area. Sherlock did not deliberately hide them because there were too many demons. In the chaos, it was impossible to tell whether these cracks were from a human or from those demons.

He just ran forward simply and directly, leaving the demons and Watson behind him. His legs seemed to tap lightly on the ground, but every touch brought a dull and loud sound, and the cracks between the seams of the rocks The broken sand and dust are vibrating, turning into an increasingly desperate impact. Between the two points, the straight line is the shortest. Almost all demons who dare to touch this line will fly out like a kite with a broken string. He reached the wall and slid down miserably, struggling to get up again.

This factory is very large, and it takes a long time for the carriage to run. However, under Sherlock's full sprint, he penetrated it directly in just a few seconds. With the momentum of forward movement, his fingertips were pressed together into blades. It seemed that there was not much The muscular arm stabbed directly at the thick steel door in front of him.

Sherlock's contract level is Level 2, but he can actually feel it. He cannot evaluate it using the contract levels that the Holy See has sorted out over the centuries.

Because he is very special, the sun, the dream hell, the forced parasitism of tentacles, the absorption of demon flesh and blood, etc., etc., are not recorded in the power system of the Holy See.

Even he himself doesn't know how strong he is now

After two months of entering the contract ranks, he jumped up and killed the second-level peak. In the process of moving towards the second level, he was able to stand in front of a big demon for a full 5 minutes, and then killed a third-level contractor. And last month, during the encounter with the bloodthirsty Baskerville, I even felt that I had the upper hand. The tentacles in hell were constantly absorbing the power of the devil, and my body was constantly experiencing Tempering, the human body has its limits after all. Even symbionts who only focus on strengthening the body will not feel that their fingertips can be compared with thick steel.

But at this moment, Sherlock just felt that everything was ready, and his brain had already simulated the architectural layout of the factory. He knew which wall, which direction, and what angle to hit, so that he could knock out a ball more easily. Every gap comes.

But he didn't do that because he needed to turn a corner. As I just said, a straight line is the shortest between two points.

So, his fingertips reached forward, straight, steady, but as fast as a stream of light, as violent as thunder, until when the thin fingertips touched the surface of the steel door, a hoarse friction sound appeared. , it was like a sharp blade cutting across a blackboard, making people's teeth itch. Then his fingertips broke open the iron door and squeezed in, pushing out the steel inside, rubbing the skin of his fingertips like rough sandpaper. .

And all of this happened in just one moment. Everyone could only hear a "boom". The man's arm in the distance had opened a big hole in the thick iron door and pulled it open. Unlock the door bolt at the back, then kick it open and rush inside.

In the factory, the smell of blood, vomit, and a strong smell of urine have been mixed together, rushing into the nasal cavity, almost making people suffocate.

The tracks were overturned, and the cages containing the demons were scattered all over the floor. Fortunately, the demons trapped inside by the 'Iron Maidens' did not escape. They were still convulsing inside, making low roars or crashing sounds. The soul visualization device was not destroyed.

Therefore, all the disgusting smells in this factory came from the guy wearing a helmet and rolling his eyes wildly on the ground.

Blood was oozing from his ears and nostrils, and the foam in his mouth turned blood red. There was a large pool of vomit next to him. Fortunately, his face was turned sideways, otherwise he would have been suffocated to death. , the crotch was already wet, and there was obvious excretion incontinence.

This state is like being seriously injured by a demon.

What's even more sad is that he is still alive

However, Sherlock didn't pay attention to the miserable appearance of this man. Since the machine was not damaged, he was relieved. With a soft breath, he stepped over an iron maiden cage that had fallen on the ground and came to the man. Remove his helmet.

Then after confirming that it was not broken, he ignored it, turned around and walked out of the factory.

There is still chaos outside, with demons and demons biting each other in an extremely chaotic manner, and a blond man is tapping his toes in the chaos. It seems slow, but his figure is moving around in a ghostly manner, and his slender hands are waving from time to time. A bright light came out, and then a demon staggered and fell.

Sherlock looked at Watson strolling around and couldn't help but smile. It seemed that this guy didn't need his help at all.

In this world, contractors are of course the most powerful individuals in combat, but among humans, there will always be a few guys who are so strong that they transcend their class.

For example, the silent bodyguard who followed Irene.

For example, the unknown old tramp.

For example, the unscrupulous military doctor in front of me.

In fact, if you think about it, with the current strength of Sherlock and Watson, as long as they don't encounter military troops or a third-level demon falls from the sky, no one will be able to keep them in most places. them.

"Hey!" Sherlock looked at Watson in the center of the factory and complained: "Don't kill them all. These are all experimental subjects. There are too many dead. The data is inaccurate."

Watson was startled, as if he hadn't noticed this just now. The cold light on his hands instantly subsided, and he said with an apologetic smile:

"Sorry, I won't kill you."

Just like that, these two people appeared out of nowhere, in front of the entire factory's scientific research staff, and began to deal with the crazy demons everywhere in a smooth and orderly manner. The scene that was already almost desperate, these two people After it appeared, it suddenly seemed less scary. About 20 minutes later, a sizzling sound finally came from the jet pipe overhead, and the gasified demon sedative began to spray in the factory area.

Finally the chaos was stopped and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only then that someone finally remembered, which bastard turned on the soul visual device without authorization?

So, a group of people ran into the room, and then looked at the unconscious Jamie Daniels. They didn't know what kind of expression they should put on their faces.

Jamie actually didn't know, he completely passed out. If he knew what his pride had caused, he would definitely want to die on the spot.

But unfortunately, he is not dead, not even crazy, not stupid. His brain that has always been pretentious does have extremely strong endurance, and it has not collapsed under this kind of torture.

So, after an unknown amount of time passed, he slowly opened his eyes.