I weave fate in parallel time and space

A gargoyle swooped over from a short distance away. It grinned, exposing its fangs, and its eyes were full of greed and desire for flesh and blood souls.

It makes a piercing, high-pitched sound, like fingernails scratching a blackboard, giving you goosebumps.

But just when it was about to bite Lisa.

Lisa grabbed the special pistol with her backhand, her little finger holding the trigger and pushing it up against the gargoyle's chin.

"Peng!"

Another head exploded, brains mixed with blood splattered all over the place.

The pistol is a weapon made by Tony. The inscription on it is "Jesus Christ is in Heaven Now". The literal translation is: Christ Jesus is in heaven now, but there is another meaning: Jesus is dead. "

This is a soul-harvesting weapon.

As the gargoyle's body fell to the ground, several other gargoyles followed closely behind.

Lisa hit the gargoyle with a standard roundhouse kick, and there was another loud bang.

The gargoyle was knocked back tens of meters by the powerful force and hit the wall on one side, directly smashing a spiderweb-shaped pit into the wall.

With this sweeping movement, her long black skirt also slid down under the influence of gravity, revealing her slender and shapely calves.

And strapped to the calf was another white pistol.

At the same time, Lisa reached out and pulled out the white pistol, turned around and fired a shot at her side.

The bullet instantly hit the head of another gargoyle, directly blowing off half of its shoulder.Lisa held the gun in both hands and fired one shot at the two demons, hitting their heads with both shots at the same time.

The gunfire here also attracted the surrounding gargoyles. They came from all directions and completely blocked Lisa's path.

But Lisa was obviously not stupid enough to stand still.

Like a vigorous cat, she jumped onto the front cover of the jeep at an astonishing speed, and used her strength to leap high.

The gargoyles gave chase directly.

In mid-air, Lisa turned to face these monsters, firing both guns at the same time.The specially made pistol spurted tongues of fire, harvesting these gargoyles as easily as the scythe of death.

As she landed on the ground, seven or eight gargoyles landed on the ground at the same time, and some even hit the front of the jeep directly.

A big hole was opened in the head of the gargoyle, and blood was constantly flowing. It grinned, as if it still retained the ferocious smile just now.

These gargoyles seemed to have some intelligence and seemed to realize that this woman was difficult to deal with.The gargoyles paused for a moment and began to hesitate.However, one of the gargoyles still flew over without knowing what happened.

Lisa raised her legs high, so high that she could almost touch her head, and her skirt slid down. Her legs were straight, round and slender, and they were even more attractive in stockings.However, there is no doubt about the strength of this thigh.

The moment the gargoyle rushed over, she accurately kicked the gargoyle and pressed it to the ground. The ground suddenly shattered like a spider web.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes as cold as a piece of thousand-year-old ice. Without any hesitation, she fired directly at the gargoyle, and the bullet easily shattered its head.

The gargoyles around finally showed a look of fear, and for a while they didn't even dare to approach.However, Sissi's order is to kill all the gargoyles here, so she will not be kind to these gargoyles.

And since she is an artificial person, there is no such thing as kindness.

She leaned down and rushed over like an arrow. In the eyes of the people on the jeep, her speed was so fast that it became an afterimage, making it difficult to capture it with the naked eye.

Then, gunshots rang out one after another around them, and even her movement of raising the gun almost became an afterimage, but each shot could accurately harvest a demon.She was like a ruthless killing machine, executing the orders of her commander with utmost calmness.

Lisa is an artificial human being. In this world, only Tony Stark can create such a life.

This is the pinnacle creation of alchemy, and it is even more the authority of God.This is not as simple as creating a human being.Tony Stark has even cracked some of the magical circuits over the years.The Philosopher's Stone provides huge magic power, the magic circuit provides the magic power route, and the mechanized brain provides computing power. This is a ready-made great magician.

But Tony has the ability to mass-produce such a great magician, which is very terrifying.

It can be said that Tony can face the entire magical world by himself.Such is the potential offered by the combination of magic and technology.

Sherlock and Watson looked at the scene in front of them through the car window absentmindedly.

In the darkness, the woman in the black dress does not seem to be fighting those ferocious monsters, but more like dancing among the thorns and killings. She is elegant and crisp. Every movement is not unnecessary, and every shot takes away a life. .

Her brain is a supercomputer, and all her actions are calculated with the most professional precision, so there will naturally be no errors.

It was like an elegant killing performance, with the light and flames of guns flashing in the darkness, the flashes of thunder in the sky embellishment, and the spilled blood surrounding her like bloody roses.

Everyone is immersed in this elegant art.

After a few minutes, Lisa stopped moving, and around her, there were a pile of gargoyle corpses, with blood splattering on the ground.The thick and foul smell of blood rushed in through the window.

The little devil's blood is much dirtier than normal blood, and it also smells more fishy and disgusting.Even though most of the people in the car have experienced bloody scenes frequently, their faces still don't look good.

But in such a filthy place, the hem of the maid's skirt was not stained by even a drop of blood. She looked so clean that she didn't seem to be from this world.

Her eyes were indifferent, as if what she had just killed were just some insignificant ants.

In the brief silence, Sherlock said Sissi's name.

"Akasha." He whispered absentmindedly, "Who are you, this maid?"

His brother was a member of the state secret service, and there were, and may even still be, agents monitoring him.

Therefore, Sherlock has a great say in the combat effectiveness of these agents.

Among all the agents he knew, there was no one as powerful as the woman in front of him.

Whether it is strength, speed or reaction, they are beyond the limits of human beings.

Sissi stared at Lisa, with an unknown light flashing in her eyes.

"She was left to me by my father." (End of this chapter)