big devil holmes

Chapter 15 If nothing happens
Thoughts have not fallen —————

Suddenly, there was a loud noise!
Sherlock watched as the familiar window of the apartment in front of him shattered with a bang, and half of the wall collapsed. There was also the dense buzzing of countless spider threads being broken!A huge fluffy spider suddenly flew upside down from the second floor, and then smashed miserably on the street.

And in its abdomen, a small old man can be seen, curled up in pain at this time, the craggy teeth are full of blood, but fortunately they are covered with spider silk to protect them, otherwise it is estimated that this blow would be enough to kill him. half his life.

As for Catherine, her whereabouts are unknown.
Don't care about so much, this moment!

"Ready to fight!!!"

There was a sharp roar, the sound was amplified enough to be heard by all the soldiers around. In fact, before the order was issued, all the armors collectively emitted a huge hum, and the steam turbine directly entered full-load operation. The scorching air blasted against the heat dissipation pipes behind it and trembled wildly.

As if in response to such a grand welcome, behind the shattered wall on the second floor, a figure suddenly leaped high and slammed down fiercely towards the crowd!

Along with it, there was a disgusting demon more than three meters long!

No one knows what this thing should be called. Anyway, before it landed, the huge fangs had already cracked to the limit in mid-air, and it brutally poked down at the Iron Man Wall just erected below!
"Bang~~bang~~"

There were a few weird muffled noises, like a sharp knife poking into a sealed can. The moment the demon landed on the ground, he began to frantically shake his disgusting head. The barbs on his teeth hooked the intestines of several Holy See guards. , together with the armor lifted Lao Gao.

And Deacon Badr's body also fell to the ground with a crash, his long robe dancing wildly in the night wind, his already burly figure seemed to swell a bit, he grabbed the guard closest to him, clasped it with his thick knuckles The helmet jerked.

The helmet was torn open directly, and half of the torn head could still be seen inside!

all of these!It all happened in an instant, and the steel war group, which gave people a great sense of security just now, ushered in a very contrasting massacre for themselves without warning.

In an instant, roars resounded through the long street, and countless machine guns poked out from under the mechanical arm of the steam armor, pouring ammunition crazily towards the target. The direct and fastest way is to frantically poke at Deacon Baldr or the void creature, even at the expense of accidentally injuring the surrounding companions.

However, all of this does not seem to affect the rampant figure in the crowd.
No way, once the contractor evolves to the second stage, he will have a symbiotic relationship with the demon he summons, and the demon of Deacon Baldr is obviously the type with strong vitality, so it is difficult for ordinary thermal weapons to deal with it. They deal fast and effective damage.

In short, chaos broke out at this moment.
And at this moment, Sherlock had reached the edge of the battlefield at some point, and with the help of a building, he hid his whole body in the thick shadow.

But he didn't just leave, but looked at the blood and chaos ahead with great interest, biting, tearing, crushing, stumps and broken arms flying all over the sky, steel and gunpowder exploded from time to time.

An eerie excitement began to creep down his scalp.
This is normal, because he is a detective, he naturally likes to think, death, stumps, and the smell of blood; for him, the scene in front of him is like a grand murder unfolding in front of his eyes.

of course he will be excited
Aside from his excitement, he also stared at the ruling deacon who wantonly harvested lives through the splattering residual limbs and internal organs, as well as the gaps in the rumbling and damaged armor!
There are more and more dead Holy See guards, Sherlock's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, as if some kind of dense data appears in his sight
The gunshots follow the target and shift direction, so you can directly construct the opponent's moving speed and method in your mind!What kind of body resistance is needed to survive under such intensive firepower? Exploding bullets can only damage the skin, but continuous chainsaw cutting can damage muscles. A steam armor was thrown into the sky, Afterwards, it hit the ground heavily. Sherlock only glanced at it in the chaos, and even began to speculate on its steel material, and judge how much horizontal tearing force is needed to cause such trauma through the miserable crack that was torn open above.

Observation, collection, analysis, reasoning, this has always been what he is best at;
Life finally has some meaning.

Another 2 minutes passed like this, and finally, under the tragic death of another Knight of the Guardian Order, Deacon Badr rushed out of the encirclement like a madman.

At this time, his whole body was torn apart, the deacon's robe was completely torn, and his body was covered by sticky flesh and blood
Although he is a second-tier contractor, he still belongs to the category of human beings after all. He was still seriously injured under the siege of the Guardian Knights regardless of the cost of life.

So at this moment, he directly ignored the attacks of the surrounding guards, and rushed towards the other side of the long street!
Stepping out of shallow pits with frantic pace
That is the direction where the old priest is!

This is undoubtedly the most correct decision in this situation, because in this level of battle, the only one who can decide the outcome is the contractor.
The distance of more than ten meters came in an instant, and the demon he summoned was like a bloody chariot, crushing an extremely bloody gap in the crowd.

At this moment, the old priest and the spider have just recovered. It is very helpless, this spider's ability is to connect unsuspecting targets through silk threads, and create illusions. It is extremely functional, but its frontal combat ability is very strong. Weak, when encountering a contract demon like Deacon Baldur who is good at killing, he couldn't fight it head-on.

But he couldn't just sit still, so the spider struggled to get up, and a large amount of spider silk shot out from its disproportionate abdomen, passed through some broken metal remains, and stuck to the huge body of another demon. More and more, tighter and tighter, the eight sharp legs trembled wildly, crawled along the silk thread, and began to have the most direct collision with the scarlet scales, and the strange and piercing hissing sound resounded through the night sky.

Life and death. Just in an instant.
The spider desperately blocked the demon, which was twice its size, but could no longer block its summoner.

Deacon Badr has already come before the old priest!

He is not the kind of person who likes to talk nonsense. He opened his bloody palm and slapped the old man's head.

The contractor's abilities basically come from the demons they co-existed with, which means that the old priest's physical fitness must not be very good. With this slap, his head can only become a pile of exploded pieces of meat.

Fortunately, Catherine, who was missing just now, finally made a move.

A black light quietly appeared on Deacon Badr's chest
If there is no accident, this moment, this battle, is over.
(End of this chapter)