big devil holmes

Chapter 18

It wasn't until this moment that the people around finally reacted.
They didn't even have time to look back at the direction the bullet came from, and who on earth fired the shot that could determine life and death at such a critical moment. They could only suppress the incomparable shock and joy in their hearts, and kept Grateful for this as a gift from God.

hum!hum!hum!
The steam armor, which was still pouring heat just now, immediately started to run again. The high temperature brought by the turbine steamed the surrounding rain into white mist, and all the guards immediately activated the battle mode again!
They are the most devout believers of the Holy See, and their lives are the consumables for the Holy See, so even if their limbs have been injured, broken, and shattered by the battle just now, and some steel has been inserted into their abdominal cavity, as long as the enemy is still there However, the high-ranking clergy still need protection, so they can't rest, let alone think about being cured; even if the high temperature that hasn't dissipated passes through the thick armor, it's like pieces of hot soldering iron, searing their bodies, tearing them apart. The skin is roasted, sticky, and sizzling, and it still can't escape!

However, these equipments are too heavy after all. After such a fierce battle just now, the turbines without heat dissipation cannot condense enough power to drive the three-meter-high thick steel. Even the most basic I can't even lift my arms and legs.

Farther away, the abyssal creature summoned by Deacon Badr had completely lost its vitality, and its whole body collapsed, leaving only a festering skin. The spider finally had time to breathe. At this moment, its eight slender legs The legs and limbs began to dance wildly, rushing towards the direction of the old priest recklessly, the huge abdomen wriggling violently, it should be trying its best to produce spider silk.

However, this abyssal creature is not good at short-distance fast movement. It has already used up all the spider silk because of the battle just now, and it can't produce any more for a while.

As for Catherine on the bell tower, although she has a terrifying instant killing ability, her contracted creature was severely injured at this time, and she herself was also backlashed, so she could only lean against the wall covered by vines to force herself not to faint .

So in this short few seconds, it was so dramatic that no one could really attack Deacon Badr, let alone protect the old priest.

In the pool of blood, the emaciated body got up.

At this time, it was even thinner than the skinny bone just now, and it could almost be called a skeleton. Large pieces of skin had also been turned into nourishment, and fell off one after another, revealing the dry muscle lines that were almost broken inside.

In this state, even if the beautiful girl who can heal everything, Her Excellency Florence Nightingale personally descends, it will not be able to save its life.

It must die.

But it is still crazy, roaring, eager to destroy and be destroyed!

The rain dyed the long street blood red, and in this bright glass-like street scene, a figure quietly crossed a pile of rotten corpses
As I said before, compared to the contractor, Sherlock is not so fast, but he is extremely smooth and weird. Every movement seems to be extremely precise, whether it is running, crossing, or even the distance of each step, It's like going through countless calculations.

The old black windbreaker fluttered quietly behind him, he raised his hand strangely, and between his pale fingers was a pistol that could be seen everywhere.

Maybe it's his own, maybe it's picked up somewhere in the battlefield, it doesn't matter.

In short, during the high-speed movement, the gun was strangely stable, and the dark gun muzzle burst out suddenly without warning!boom!boom!boom!Three bullets came out of the chamber.

But these three bullets flew to three different places, and they didn't even aim at anything, as if they were shooting randomly at the night and rain.

At the same time, Deacon Badr jumped out of the pool of blood ferociously, his whole body was like a burnt filament, and he rushed towards the nearest old priest. All he had in his mind now was This thought——kill the opponent!
However, it was such a terrifying culling again, but it was suddenly stopped again.

Because three bullets appeared strangely on the path of his forward pounce. He was very fast and passed two of them in a thrilling manner, but he couldn't avoid the third bullet at all. After two shots, he was sent to the shooting position of the third bullet; in short, the fragile shoulder was hit again, directly blasting the yellow bones to pieces!

In the next few seconds, more than a dozen gunshots rang out one after another, and it was so unimaginable that it suppressed Deacon Bader in place!
Just a gun.

In normal times, the power of such ordinary bullets would hardly affect Deacon Badr's actions, but it happened that it was at such a time when all fuel was exhausted and all was at stake.
The horrific effect of the sacrifice is constantly consuming the user's life; his brain is boiling, his bones are trembling, and only the remaining nerves and muscles are spasming.

The absolutely insane drug effect for 20 seconds was actually restrained by a pistol like this!Brutely delaying and exhausting all the lives!

Until this moment, Sherlock's body finally rushed into the glare of the searchlight like a ghost, his hands were still steady, his expression was still calm, and he even felt that he hadn't blinked his eyes from the beginning until now, that's all. Strangely and focused on pulling the trigger, he was so focused that the surrounding guards subconsciously did not dare to approach him, for fear of disrupting his rhythm of suppressing Deacon Badr.

The gunshots continued, and at this time Sherlock had already walked in front of Badr step by step, and the gunfire burst out at a short distance from him.
Shoulders, knees, elbows, ribs, spine, eye sockets.

Almost all key positions have to be bombarded by bullets several times until they are all shattered before they can rest assured, without any mercy, and without giving the opponent the slightest chance to explode.

In the silence, all the bullets were exhausted, and almost only a corpse with broken internal organs and bones remained on the ground.

Sherlock still didn't stop, he focused on picking up a hand saw made of armor next to him, and pointed the sharp blade at the skull with collapsed skin
The saw wouldn't turn without power, but Sherlock didn't care.

He started smashing, sawing back and forth with the saw teeth!Until it made a big hole, suddenly! With a 'poof', he poked his hand in, like poking into an overripe watermelon, and then grabbed the flesh of the watermelon and stirred it!
Amidst the patter of heavy rain, the piercing and sticky disgusting sound seemed to be able to travel far, making everyone who heard it uncomfortable!
Anyway, Sherlock was stirring, tearing, and twisting his shoulders, until everything that his fingers could touch was mixed into a white paste.

He finally stopped the scary movements in his hands and stood up slowly.

Turning his head, in the light of the searchlight falling from the sky, he showed a bright and contagious smile.

"Okay, you can rest assured now."

(Thank you, Master Auditor, for pointing out the unqualified parts. Now that the modification is completed, the fruit should be fine. Comparing my heart~)

(End of this chapter)