Sherlock Holmes

In the eyes of all the soldiers supporting the troops, the guy who caused all this was really too fast. Not just fast, but running at high speed, constantly moving, flashing, and jumping up and down, trying to avoid the explosion. During the intermission, he was still looking for the demons whose anger was gradually fading.

The white ones are not just snow, and the red ones are not just fire. There are also dark red muscle textures and hard external skeletons, like a red and white lightning, quickly approaching a beast that is about to break through the battle line. The devil grabbed the opponent's neck and violently threw him back to the area where the artillery fire was most intensive.

This encounter started so suddenly, and the demons had already fallen into madness. In fact, these firepower may not be able to suppress the opponent for a long time, but there is such a person who constantly intercepts every thought. A huge body trying to break out of the flames of war. In this wilderness, a man suddenly showed a certain posture of being blocked at a narrow intersection, with one man in charge.

The soldiers in the support team at the rear just poured firepower crazily at a fixed place, because they gradually discovered that the elusive guy could always throw back the demons that escaped.

What kind of speed is this, and what kind of prediction ability is it? How can he see so far in such thick smoke, and how can he appear in advance on every demon's path like a prophet? superior?

And the contractor.

The soldiers who had been attracted by the strange scenes in front of them finally thought, where is the contractor of this red and white devil?

They began to search the battlefield, looking around.

Suddenly, a scout showed his talent at this moment and pointed to the top of a huge iceberg in the distance. He opened his mouth and wanted to tell others, but he opened his mouth but did not make any sound immediately. .

In fact, he didn't know why he hesitated for a moment. It was as if the moment he saw this scene, he didn't want to do anything. He was just deeply shocked and waited until more and more soldiers turned their attention to it. Wherever he looked, he could see a man in a windbreaker in the gradually clearing wind and snow, just quietly leaning on the huge ice, lighting a cigarette for himself alone, the sparks on the end of the cigarette gradually falling. The blood red of the sunset almost melted into one.

The man was a little decadent. Against the vast and vast background, there was no reference except for the vast white snow and a few icy edges. He was as lonely as a small black dot on a piece of paper, with no eyes. He looked at the billowing smoke on the other side of the screen with some emotion. There, a demon was performing a shocking scene that no one had ever seen, but he didn't seem to care.

Because the demon belongs to him, is he already accustomed to all this and can't arouse any interest in it?

At this moment, no one could understand the stranger's mood, but they all gradually understood why the military dared him to take away Miss Nightingale alone, and also, it seemed that he had not brought these demons here. The one who was being chased had no way to escape, so he sought help from the support team.

But he really wanted to kill all these third-order demons in a simpler way.

The explosive bombs continued to bombard a fixed area, and the fuel they carried was laid layer by layer and repeatedly poured into that fixed place. The demons also gradually lost their ability to move during the continuous bombardment. No matter how hard their bodies were, they could not withstand such an intensive impact. Their thigh bones were blown off, and fuel flowed into their bodies along the torn flesh and blood, and then a powerful fire was drawn out, burning them from the inside out. Roasted, and eventually turned into huge corpses.

And on top of the corpse was another corpse, stacked on top of each other like a burning hill.

This group of soldiers continued to fire, but they were more and more amazed in their hearts, because they had never fought such a sudden and extremely simple battle.

Even if you send a team of new recruits to the army and let them pull the firing lever of the heavy cannon with their eyes closed, the battle can be won beautifully.

More than ten minutes have passed, and 8 demons have died tragically in the snowy field. This efficiency is simply faster than those unmanned young men.

And the miserable roars of those demons echoed for more than ten minutes without stopping, making people's hearts tremble and their ears hurt.

Among these roars were not just soldiers.

And the remaining four large demons

Not long ago, they were in a state of madness, blinded by rage, with only biting and killing in their eyes. However, after being shaken by the miserable screams of their companions for more than ten minutes, they seemed to suddenly wake up. .

A trace of reason returned to their thinking.

No one knows what kind of psychological construction and mental destruction these demons have experienced in the past period. In fact, it is unclear whether the demons have these things, but at this moment, they should not be afraid of death. , the devil who only knows how to rush forward like a fool or a madman, suddenly seems to be a little timid.

One of the guys with the quickest brain turned around and ran towards the back.

Yes, it actually wanted to escape.

After the remaining three saw their companion's behavior, their minds suddenly became enlightened, and they immediately let out a roar and followed him.

Originally, in a big battle, few retreating demons could be seen, but in this small encounter, four of them suddenly appeared, and they ran extremely decisively. He didn't look back. He looked at the additional soldiers and didn't know what expressions they should put on.

In fact, there is an extremely subtle detail why this happened. That is, the reason why demons are not afraid of death is because they have a very weird idea in their original consciousness.

That is killing human beings.

If you think about it according to the concepts put forward by Professor Darwin during his lifetime, this is actually very contrary to the theory of biological evolution, because demons do not kill people because they are hungry, or their territory has been invaded, let alone seeking mates. In fact, most demons kill people. Most demons do not have the so-called reproductive function, and their reproduction has always been a mystery. In short, there is no reason for demons to kill.

They are killing for the sake of killing.

On the battlefield, the death of human beings greatly satisfied their primitive and eccentric desires, so they could continue one after another, facing the flames of war and risking their lives to tear apart all the humans in front of them.

However, in the battle just now, from beginning to end, not a single human died.

This also kept the minds of these demons in a state of insatiable laziness. After experiencing dozens of minutes of roaring and successive deaths of their companions, the remaining four demons could no longer stand it and began to The idea of ​​​​escape occurred.

but! ! ! !

Sherlock had put so much effort into luring them here, but could these guys just chase them if they wanted to, or run away first?

It hasn't been long since we arrived at the front line of Hell's Gate, so it can be considered as a new arrival, so we should always be trustworthy. If we say we will leave no one behind, then we will leave no one behind.

So Sherlock threw the cigarette he had just finished smoking on the ground.

With a bang, a snow line was plowed out of the snowfield, which lifted up Lao Gao, and he chased in the direction where the demons were escaping.

At this time, the soldiers who were still mechanically pouring out artillery fire finally discovered that this strange contractor himself seemed to have never made a move from beginning to end.

But in a battle with a large third-level demon, isn't it common sense that the contractor himself should not take action, so this guy suddenly jumped up and chased them alone, or four at once.

What does he want to do?

Could it be

Although I couldn't believe it, after witnessing the scene just now, all the soldiers seemed to have an extremely unrealistic thought in their hearts, that is, could this guy want to compete with the third-order demon with his physical body? ? !

Yes, everyone knows that this idea is unrealistic, but everyone subconsciously looks at the place where the heavy snow is kicked up in the distance.

But at the same time, the red and white demon did not follow immediately. Instead, he quickly came to the armored vehicles used to set up the battle line, and then... under the disbelief of everyone, he used With his hand clasped on a metal guard plate on the surface of the vehicle, he tore a large piece of it off with a sizzling sound.

This kind of metal guard is not as thick as a war car, but it is definitely tough. At this time, under the light of the fire, the torn section looks like a giant blade more than one meter long. , but compared with the giant palm of the demon, it seemed to be just a miniature dagger.

But this is enough to make everyone who sees this scene widen their eyes in shock. No matter how long they have been fighting on the front line, who has ever seen a demon holding a weapon?

Before this absurd scene could be digested, the huge creature in front of him turned around fiercely and ran towards the distance.

The soldiers, whose hearts were boiling with horror, saw the huge figure getting farther and farther away from them, and immediately moved to the position of the telescope. Some people even took out the telescopes they had prepared and climbed to the top of the car. ; Only those artillerymen still continued to fire at the pile of demon corpses, lest some tough guy suddenly stood up again and sat on the heavy artillery operating platform anxiously shaking his legs.

In the eyepiece, the contractor's pursuit can be said to be huge, but the demon he controls is even more earth-shattering. There is no need to suppress the speed, carefully avoid the artillery attack, and even less need to I don't care whether the bumps on my shoulders will make me vomit, I just need to move forward and run as fast as I can. So from the moment I stepped into this battlefield, until now, Crimson can finally show what he has. At its true speed, under the canopy, it was like a white waterfall was set off in the sky. The roar was not weaker than the gunfire just now. Even if it was hundreds of meters or thousands of meters away, you could still see the explosion. At the skyline, the soaring snow wall almost blocked the setting sun, and because the speed was so fast, the ice crystals that were shaken behind had no time to fall, and were rolled up by the strong wind.

This person, just above the frozen wilderness where the wind and snow had just stopped, once again set off a violent snow blast, heading towards the slowest large demon.

The huge roar behind him made the demon in front subconsciously turn around. However, at that moment, he saw a cold light splitting the sky. It is estimated that the demon did not realize what happened at all. He just felt a strong wind whistling from his side. And then, at the moment of intersection, a very deep gash appeared on its neck.

If it were a human, then this cut would be enough to end the other person's life. However, this was a demon after all. Although the wound was extremely deep, under the barrier of strong muscles, the throat was barely cut.

Um. Yes, demons also have throats. It can be seen that from a certain perspective, humanoid demons are really very similar to human beings in structure.

So since there is a pipe, it will be easier!

Crimson was separated from the first demon without half a second's delay, leaving only a bloody mouth on the neck. In the next moment, a small black shadow rushed closer before the opponent could react. He jumped forward, and the strong inertia caused the small body to step straight on the flesh and blood lines on the demon's body. He jumped up to his shoulders in an instant, and then raised his arm extremely ferociously, blasting into the bloody knife edge. middle.

After all, the strong muscle fibers could not withstand the too slender arm, and it was instantly pierced. The force that was not expected from a human penetrated the last thin barrier deep in the knife edge, and hit the throat firmly. On that piece of cartilage.

There was a "poof" sound.

It was like a heavy iron butt was smashed into the mud, and countless scarlet muddy water splashed out in an instant, and the strength of the fist also penetrated the cartilage, creating a crack. At the same time, the impact force was the same as the blade just now. The remaining energy brought out after the stroke made the demon's body collapse.

This pouring process lasted about two or three seconds, and during these two or three seconds, Sherlock's hand had already clasped the cartilage and suddenly opened it. The snow-white throat was finally exposed in front of his eyes, and then he put his fingers together, The man who wanted his life turned into a sharp blade, directly piercing the soft and tough tissue, grabbing the edge, and violently tearing it apart on both sides! ! !

Suddenly, a fatal cavity was exposed to the icy cold wind. With a suction, a large amount of blood was poured in crazily, causing bursts of tragic howling sounds.

Finally, the demon fell to the ground and began to roll and twitch, but Sherlock didn't bother to care about it. He jumped up and started chasing the remaining ones in front.

As for the one fluttering behind him, he was probably one of the rare demons on the battlefield who choked to death on his own blood.

And just as Sherlock tore off a demon's airway, his brain was still clearly and quickly controlling every detail of Crimson's behavior. Two hundred meters away, the red and white wind... He had once again swooped behind another demon, and the small blade in his hand was now the most terrifying killing weapon. The big hand that was somewhat disproportionate to the slender wrist reached forward and pressed the lower jaw of the demon in front. At the same time, the other hand held the torn sharp steel plate and moved it from left to right on his neck very cleanly.

Click it————

It was the horrifying sound made when bones were twisted and muscles cracked. A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out, like a fire hydrant that had been opened. It sprayed into the ice and snow, and then fell to the ground, like a large bloom. The bright red stamens.

In this way, these two shadows, big and small, chased and killed in the wilderness, moving widely and without any scruples. They were ghosts and ghosts silently, and even lost their traces without paying attention. If the devil's thoughts are active enough, then In their eyes, these two shadows must be terrifying things that urge death.

In the distance, those soldiers who were watching from a distance almost forgot that they still had the right to breathe. They could only watch, shocked, and wanted to roar along with the thunderous or ghostly shadows at a certain moment, but they didn't know. He should yell something, so he clenched his fists and tensed his muscles, watching the few escaped demons being slaughtered one by one, falling over, and the huge body exploded into the wilderness under the sunset.

It wasn't until the only pair of figures still standing in sight, bathed in golden light, like a silent sculpture standing in the snowfield, that he finally took a strong breath of cold air to prevent himself from fainting. past