big devil holmes

Chapter 17 Research on Scarlet Characters ([-])

His movements are not fast, compared to those contractors, it seems to be in slow motion.

But his movements were so silent, and if he didn't pay attention, he completely disappeared into the night.

At the moment when Sherlock disappeared, the old man who had just relaxed suddenly trembled, as if he had discovered something, and stared at the depths of the billowing smoke with an unbelievable look.

Above the sky, a bolt of lightning streaked across at an inopportune time.

The aged body of the old priest suddenly let out a roar!
"run!!!!!"

Without warning.

I don't know who he wants to let go?Where are you going?how to run?Why run?

Not even sure if he really wanted to say the word 'run', maybe at this moment, he could only reflexively condense all his words and shock into a random pronunciation.

However, he was still too slow.

In the thick smoke, a haggard figure suddenly appeared, covered in blood, like a dead branch swaying helplessly in the rainstorm,

But the speed of that figure was so fast, so fast that it surpassed people's thinking, but the line of sight caught his small body, and saw a pitch-black one-meter-long spike in his hand, Made a gesture of throwing towards the sky.

Helplessly, all of this is just the imaging of the light entering the pupil, but no one's brain can make any response.

"Bang!" A sound.

An unimaginable force erupted from the bloody slender arm, until there was a bang in the air, which was the sound of strange force beating the air, and the sharp thorn in his hand was like a jet of black light, piercing instantly. After passing through the entire long street, and before everyone had time to show a shocked expression, they had already penetrated the huge vine plant above the clock tower.

There was another "bang!"The sporangia in the center of the plant exploded in an instant, and the black and green sap sticking to you was like a disgusting firework!

If the contracted creature is injured, the contractor will suffer a great degree of backlash, so Catherine on the side fell to her knees miserably at almost the same time, spurting a lot of blood from her mouth.

This is not over yet, because when the explosion spread, the strange-shaped body rushed out of the thick smoke and jumped straight towards the unsuspecting old priest.

It wasn't until this time that the roar of lightning came, heavy rain fell from the sky, and some people who didn't react quickly finally saw the whole picture of the figure clearly!

That should be Lord Baldr, because he was still wearing the tattered blood-red deacon robe, but his appearance had completely deviated from its original appearance.

It can even be said that only the most basic bones and skin are left, and the originally strong muscles have completely disappeared at this time, and only the outline of the body can be vaguely seen in the wide and drooping robe, matching its dry bones Yes, it was the drooping head and the scarlet red eyeballs.

When the old priest saw the other party in such a state, his eyes were tearing apart at the first moment, because he thought of a possibility inconceivably: the reason why the other party was able to explode such terrifying lethality in such a near-death situation, could it be Because he is sacrificing everything about himself?
Everything mentioned here naturally includes muscles, internal organs, mental power, and even the life of its contracted creatures, all the things he still has; it is precisely because of this sacrifice that the muscles of his whole body In an instant, the entire organization was turned into crazy nutrients, making it extremely thin and terrifying.

And this kind of sacrifice method of destroying body and spirit originated from a medicine developed by the Holy See in conjunction with the [School of Life Sciences].

Extremely precious, according to legend, only the most devout priests can get it.

However, isn't this drug still in the development stage?

Why is there a bottle in Baldr's hand?
He stole it?Or did he get it secretly through some contacts, and even said, is he willing to use himself as a test subject?

The old priest couldn't guess at all. In short, this sudden change was completely beyond his expectation.

It was precisely because of this that the old priest was shocked, so he could only widen his eyes reflexively, witnessing the strange and distorted thin body approaching him in an instant.

That body is too miserable, too thin, and the desperate lethality obtained by burning all the nutrients left him without any extra strength to protect himself, but it is such a body, as long as it touches At that moment, Lord Priest, the latter must have been smashed to pieces in an instant!Then, the remaining mad power will drive this withered body, doing everything possible to slaughter and destroy all the life around it, until its own body is also smashed to pieces.

Everything happened too fast. In fact, until this moment, the heavy rain had just crossed the gap between the sky and the ground, and smashed on the long street, mixing the blood all over the ground into puddles of stinky mud.

No one could have imagined such an outcome, and naturally no one was prepared.

Neither did Catherine, nor did the old priest, nor did all the surrounding guards of the Holy See.

and many more!

It seems that one person has.

There was only a soft sound in the rain curtain.

It was the sound of a bullet being ejected from the chamber. Under the continuous violent bang just now, the sound of this gunshot was so clear and sweet.

This unremarkable bullet passed through the entire street, passed through the smell of blood pervading everywhere, passed through the wreckage of several steam armors and crushed rotten meat, and smashed a few drops of rainwater along the way, and finally , Facing the chest of the emaciated body that came in an instant, it smashed up firmly!
There was not much noise at this moment, and Deacon Badr didn't even make any screams.

Because after he swallowed the potion, reason was also a part of the sacrifice, so at this time it almost had no ability to feel pain.

However, because there is no solid muscle as a buffer and protection, the impact force brought by the bullet collides with its own terrifying speed nakedly. , like a galloping train that suddenly derailed, flipped over with a bang, and then rolled wildly in the sticky blood all over the floor.

On the other side of the rain curtain, Sherlock stood holding a gun, his messy hair was washed and fell down his cheeks, and the cold night wind froze his face pale.

(End of this chapter)