big devil holmes

Chapter 241 The Real Hound of the Baskervilles
Baskerville probably had nothing in this world to miss.

If he had to say, what does he care about? It might be a compliment from Mr. Dante.

As Baskerville said, he has no relatives. His parents are civilians on the front line of Hell's Gate. During a sudden demon raid, the entire base was destroyed, and his parents were not spared. , He just followed the initial impulse of a fetus to be born, crawled out of the mother's birth canal, and then crawled in countless corpses and blood, burst out the first cry, cried for a whole night, did not freeze to death , was discovered by the team that rushed over to respond.

In that red and white world, he has not received any education, and no one will care about him. His cognition is established by witnessing one after another and seeing one person die. Of course, he has never had a family, and he has never felt any warmth. Perhaps the only time in his life that he was truly and psychologically recognized was the sentence of Lord Dante: "This young man. Not bad!"

It was a heartfelt compliment.

Nobody knows what it means for an emotionally deprived young man whose first time he crawls and no one praises him, when he first stands up, whose first word he learns isn't Papa or Mom, but a devil, his first tooth fell slowly, and his first nightmare crying, no one has ever paid attention to or comforted him, even if he was not yet an adult, he followed the combat team on the Antarctic continent. If he had to perform missions on the Internet and showed great talent since he was a child, he was only regarded as a good seed to become a soldier, and all his efforts were not worthy of praise, because those were just missions.

It wasn't until he became an adult that he saw the old man for the first time at a commendation meeting. They looked at each other across the corridor, and the old man smiled and nodded. It was the first time in his life that he felt that he was cared about. , to be praised, to have a little bit of joy in being alive.

So, at this moment, he kept his peaceful face and froze.

Standing far away, Sherlock saw the change in the other person's expression, and was very satisfied with the effect of his words.

From Catherine's description of him before, and during the court hearing of Vice President Hulk, he could clearly feel that Lord Dante had a different position in this guy's heart, more than respect, admiration, Admiration, etc. emotions are more weighty, so heavy that it seems to be his sustenance in this world.

Sure enough, after Sherlock's unadorned and extremely straightforward words, Baskerville stopped, and then his breath seemed to be constantly accelerating, and he opened his mouth a few times, but he hesitated to speak, as if he seemed a little anxious, In the end, he stared straight at Sherlock, and asked, "Is there a back and forth?"

Well, obviously, he's mad
Sherlock just wants to make the other party angry!
Because he found that his body couldn't bear it anymore.

It's not that he can't bear it now, but that he has collected information to simulate more situations in the future under the crazy confrontation of just a few minutes ago, and he found helplessly that if he continues like this, he will lose weight in five minutes. Die from the exhaustion of bodily functions!
Sherlock is not afraid of getting hurt. He is under the territory of London. If he gets hurt, he can use the tentacles in hell to grab a few demons and absorb them, so as to quickly heal his injuries.

He is not afraid to continue fighting with the opponent, because he knows that during the battle, he can quickly analyze the opponent's every move, learn from it, and transform it into a means of improvement for himself. It can even be said that the more he fights, the stronger he becomes.

But he was still a Tier [-] contractor after all, and the characteristics of his original demon made him never have a Tier [-] great demon that really belonged to him from beginning to end.

In other words, he has no way to obtain the evolutionary feedback of the body from his own contract demon like a real third-order contractor.

His exercise will still produce creatine, and the calories in his body will be consumed along with the exercise, and he will be hungry. In fact, in such a high-intensity battle, even a third-tier contractor should not be able to survive, but Ba The demon of this guy, Skvill, is really too powerful, and he himself has obtained incredible physical changes from the feedback of the demon.

In the end, Sherlock found that after 5 minutes, he would be at a disadvantage because of hunger, until he was killed by the opponent.

And the only way to solve this dilemma is to solve the battle as soon as possible!
So he uttered such an ordinary sentence, and then, it had an effect that was a little bit beyond his imagination.

Because he seemed to find that the officer in front of him, who didn't seem to care much about anything, had entered a strange state of self-denial. He began to mutter, and then repented, and began to blame himself, as if if he himself It really disappointed Lord Dante a little bit, and that was something worse than death.

That's right, you insulted Baskerville, you can satirize him, use him, beat him, scold him, he doesn't care much, because he grew up in that environment since he was a child, even if he has already After becoming the most feared soldier in the army, he still felt that these childhood experiences were no big deal.

But his image in Lord Dante's heart must not be dusted in the slightest!
"Yeah, it's really stupid to fight with a Tier [-] contractor for so long, hahaha it's ridiculous." After struggling repeatedly, Baskerville shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly. The muscles on the face pushed each other, and it became hideous: "Master Dante has praised me, if I don't behave well, then it's not good to say that Dante's old man's vision is not good?!"

"Not only is Lord Ding perfect, but his vision is not wrong."

"I'm just a little playful and a little slack."

"Forgive me, I will kill this guy immediately"

He began to talk to himself nervously, and then apologized strangely to something that only he could see, and then smiled apologetically and humbly, showing his extremely terrifying teeth .

"Hey hey hey, it's not really a big problem, just kill it, yes, just kill it."

Looking at the strange state of the other party, Sherlock scratched the tip of his nose in embarrassment. He has seen many mentally ill criminals in various cases, and he has some understanding of this paranoid psychology, but , such as Baskerville's paranoia to the extreme, even because of a sentence, it is the first time he has seen a guy who looks like a different person.

Lord Dante is indeed worthy of people's respect, but that's not the case. Could it be that Lord Dante said that he would die without hesitation, and he would commit suicide without hesitation. When he died, he was still worried about whether the way he committed suicide was right for Lord Dante appetite?
However, he has no time to think about these things, because the person in front of him has already covered his face, rubbed, scratched, leaned down to the ground, and pressed one hand on the dirt that had been frozen all winter.

At the same time, only a roar was heard, and the mountain-like demon suddenly stood up with a huge body.

Nearly a hundred soldiers around didn't dare to blink their glasses at this moment. Although they couldn't hear what the two men said because they were too far away, they could feel the extremely terrifying killing intent, which was so strong that it made people Breathing feels the tingling in the throat,
Then, in the boundary between the moon and the shadow, the Hound of the Baskervilles stood up, like a statue standing in the Kingdom of God overlooking the world!
"Wh-what's the matter?" A stunned person finally came to his senses, because after the huge demon stood up, it didn't continue to launch a terrifying offensive like it did just now, but stood where it was.

Yeah, what's the matter?
No one answered him, because others didn't know, and they were even thinking, could it be that this big guy had a nerve broken by the kick just now, or that the contractor was hit by the person he escorted just now? I lost my head, and now I'm all stupid, I can't control my demons at all
But then, an incredible scene happened.

I saw the giant demon more than 20 meters high, slowly stretched out its hands, and pressed it on its own helmet.

then
took it off
(End of this chapter)