big devil holmes

Chapter 217 Crimson
Holy light is undoubtedly the most mysterious thing in this world, none of them.

In fact, in Sherlock's senses, hell is not an incomprehensible existence. After all, he can see and touch it. After all, he has been in contact with hell for more than half a year. The environment there is harsh, the temperature is high, the buildings are weathered, and the sky is blood red. , but to some extent, there can barely be understood as an ecologically damaged world.

And demons, if you look at them irresponsibly, they are just a group of strange-looking monsters. After all, in the environment of hell, no matter what they look like, they can understand, and in order to survive, they have evolved all kinds of monsters. Abilities can also make sense, because hell has its own ecology and its own rules. If this is the case, there is no need to speculate on it with realistic thoughts.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is a big eyeball floating in the sky, and it is not something that cannot be accepted.

But Holy Light is different.
Holy light is something that exists in the real world. Even if it is really invisible and intangible, it should always follow the laws of the real world.

【Omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent, invisible, even able to understand the past and foresee the future. 】

No matter how you listen to it, it's a bit too strange.

But for hundreds of years, the description of the holy light in textbooks has been like this. No one has studied the holy light, and no one can understand the holy light, even those servants of the gods who are bathed in the holy light all day long. It may be because of human beings' supreme respect for the Holy Light, or it may be simply that they cannot be touched.

In short, this mysterious thing made Sherlock unable to understand it no matter how he looked at it, and he couldn't figure it out no matter how much he thought about it. Even if he just tried to understand it, he didn't know where to start.

This is undoubtedly a great regret for a curious person.

In desperation, he could only think about the things in front of him first.

The factory area occupies a huge area. The moonlight passes through the clouds, the fog, and then through the glass above the factory area. There is not much light left, so only the gas lamps along the way guide the way ahead of Sherlock.

As a metal door slowly opened, a larger space appeared in front of his eyes. This is already an extension of the factory area. It was originally a water reservoir to supply the surrounding huge steam pipes with water. The reconstruction is now an exaggerated open space, at least [-] square meters by visual inspection. Against such a wide space, the two humans, Sherlock and Old Professor George standing at the door, look extraordinarily small.

There are no workers in the factory area, and the huge ignited waterfall lights hang above the head, blurring the shadows of people into black giants crawling on the ground, walking forward in one direction, until a few minutes later, they finally come At the deepest part of the warehouse, it was a space separated by a huge curtain. The old George pulled the joystick next to it, and the curtain slowly rose, and a huge glass with a height of nearly ten meters The vessel appeared in front of my eyes.

Blue-colored liquid, bubbles that popped out from time to time, and countless long needles of different colors connected with thick pipes, inserted into the huge body.

Sherlock looked at the giant statue-like existence soaked in the demon tranquilizer, the hand in the pocket of the windbreaker, and couldn't help but gently shook it.

He had seen this guy once before in the School of Life Sciences, but after seeing him again, he found that the red and white muscles and bones, and the too slender waist ratio still gave him a surging sense of shock.

I really can't imagine what kind of environment can give birth to such a terrifying creature.

Standing beside Sherlock, Old Professor George seemed to be infected by his undisguised emotions, and exhaled a deep breath.

In fact, as a student of Professor Darwin, he is naturally one of the top researchers in demonology. He even went to the giant island of Odida many times on behalf of the Academy of Life Sciences to condolence to the soldiers and researchers stationed there. Blood samples from hundreds of large demons.

He has seen many, many demons, even to some extent, more than those imperial soldiers on the front line.

But every time he sees 【Crimson】, he will subconsciously be shocked by his appearance, because he has never seen such a demon before.
From the perspective of the professional field, this demon evolved a bit too much like a 'primate'. It has five slender fingers that can be spread out, flexible knuckles, and the distribution of the spine represents its internal extensional nerves. Extremely rich, broad shoulders, forward head and neck, too slender waist, and exaggerated slender legs, if a human has such a distribution of bones and muscles, then he must be extremely powerful in various sports talent.

The most surprising thing is that this demon has evolved an exoskeleton that completely wraps its most important chest, abdomen and back spine. This evolutionary direction seems to say that it was born to exist for fighting .

The prerequisites for the evolution of a creature must be eating and surviving. This point, whether it is in hell or on earth, is universal. After conducting various researches, all demonology scholars can confirm this point, so Therefore, the evolutionary direction of primates is almost impossible to extend in the direction of focusing on fighting, but to adapt and transform the environment.

However, this huge guy in front of him is just for fighting. It deviates from the original intention of evolution. It doesn't care about eating, hunting efficiency and consumption, habitat, and can't even live in groups. It's like a lonely lunatic seeking defeat. Killing alone in hell, waiting to tear everything in sight, waiting to turn into a sharp sword in the tide of thousands of demons, desperate to kill a certain target, and then buried by countless demons around, Eat it up.

No one can know how it came to be like this, even Professor Darwin couldn't understand it, but he took a fancy to this guy at a glance among countless candidate demons.

After a few minutes, the two standing in front of the huge vessel finally calmed down their emotions.

"You want to establish a contract with this big guy in advance?"

"Yes."

"Why?" Old George was a little puzzled, because the current experiment process is very stable, even if it was delayed by two days due to an accident, it doesn't matter at all.

Moreover, the data produced by the experiment are more and more gratifying and convincing. It seems that it is not necessary to use a third-order big demon to prove the success of this experiment. The brains of nearly a hundred small demons The wave pattern is enough to shock the world!

"Don't worry, I won't delay the normal process of the experiment. Every day during the day, I will complete the brain wave data in advance to ensure that the staff in the factory can maintain the original efficiency. At night, I will come here by myself to do some simple experiments. , if you are afraid that something will go wrong, you can let Hopkins follow me. He is a third-order contract powerhouse. With him, plus the demon tranquilizer that is ready to be sprayed at all times, there should be no trouble. Please I'm a little confident.

As for you asking me, why do you suddenly want to advance the process?"

Sherlock said, then turned his head to look at the other party, and said lightly:

"Do you think it's scary for a guy who slaughtered 2 people for a little selfish desire, or even just the possibility of satisfying his selfish desire?"

Old George was taken aback. He was just a scientific researcher, and he didn't know what was hidden behind the disaster in London, so he didn't understand why Sherlock would suddenly ask himself such a question, so he nodded, "It's not just scary, It's just kind of insane."

"Then will you insist on not writing for 60 years for something that may not necessarily happen in the future?"

"Ah???" Old George frowned, completely unable to keep up with the other party's train of thought: "Of course it's impossible, who would do such a thing."

"Yeah, I also thought at the beginning that a person can't do this kind of thing." Sherlock looked at the huge demon in front of him and murmured: "So just like you said, the experiment went smoothly , It can even be said that it went too smoothly. It only took two days to make such a big mess, and it was still a mistake made by insiders. A big event that can change the world must be let us in this small workshop Tinkering out.

Although this is the best ending, I am a person who thinks too much, and sometimes I will show some unnecessary caution.

So I just try to advance the process as much as I can.

It's not about being in a hurry, but I think we should respect our opponents."

(End of this chapter)