Ma'am, I like you!

"It should have been like this, but they blocked your news. Maybe you think it's normal, right? A person who can split a mountain with a sword and change the color of the world with a palm suddenly appeared in the east. Isn't it just like the United States? The superheroes in the movies are similar, and in this era of resurgence, the premature exposure of this 'superhero' may cause some people to panic." Doyle said with a pipe in his mouth.

"Isn't it?" Su Ming was puzzled. Even in her own country, she deliberately asked Xu Luoshen to help guide public opinion, so that her name should not be too loud, otherwise it would affect the normal daily necessities of life.

"No." Doyle shook his head, "That's because the European governments are deliberately blocking news of your existence, and among them is the extremist religious group called 'Eleven Day' that you have been hunting down. The shadow, and even part of the government, have been secretly controlled by this organization."

After Doyle finished speaking, she looked at Su Ming and found that Su Ming was standing by the bridge with her hands on the railing, and the breeze was blowing her long hair. She didn't seem surprised.

"Is England one of them?" Su Ming asked.

"Miss Su Ming is indeed a person favored by the heavens. She is not only powerful but also very intelligent." Doyle picked up the pipe, clapped his hands approvingly, then put the pipe back in his mouth, and looked at the thick fog in front of him. There was a hint of coldness in the deep eyes: "This is the purpose of my coming. I suspect that the British government has been controlled by the [-]th, and a major plan will be implemented in London on the [-]th. The scale may be the spirit of China and Japan. Disasters are even bigger."

"Where's the evidence?" Su Ming asked.

"That's the fog in front of us."

Looking at the fog, Su Ming frowned slightly. She had indeed suspected that the fog was abnormal, but she seemed to know more useful information.

Sherlock Doyle seemed to have said nothing after talking about it for a long time.

"As for other evidence, Ms. Su Ming should have met Robert, the director of the London Disaster Response Bureau, Division Zero, right?"

"Is he from Eleventh?"

"Extremely likely yes."

Su Ming was silent for a moment, and then the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "Mr. Doyle, you will be responsible for what you said. Before I came here, I was attacked by his iron fans with full armor because I cheated on Robert once."

"Are you talking about that Miss Shanna? As Robert's subordinate, she is indeed too superstitious about Robert's behavior." Doyle touched his stubble and said.

"You know that too?"

"Of course, a qualified knight must obtain information broadly and accurately."

"Then what are you going to do? Are you going to kill Robert directly?" Su Ming asked.

"This is not possible. I just suspect that he is a traitor of mankind and a member of the conversion sect with a high probability. But this kind of thing must be based on evidence. If I execute him rashly, it will not only cause riots, but also alarm those Xiaoxiao." Doyle shook his head.

"Isn't it because you can't beat it?"

"Of course not." Doyle's eyes widened, "Miss Su Ming, although I respect your glorious history of fighting against spiritual disasters, you can't slander me like this. I just fight out knights purely by myself, and I don't know how to be cowardly." battle!"

It seems that Su Ming's words really hurt others. After refuting, Doyle choked on his own cigarette a few times, and coughed while holding on to the bridge railing.

Su Ming looked to the left and right, and the fog with a visibility of less than one meter still persisted.

"Is it a bit long this time?"

Doyle has been investigating the relationship between the dense fog and the [-]th, counting the appearance and dissipation time of the dense fog to milliseconds, but this time it is indeed a bit long.

Straightening up, Doyle glanced at his watch, then frowned: "It's ten seconds longer than last time..."

"I think it should be more than ten seconds." After Su Ming finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone and called Gu Sixin.

"Sixin, it's me, you stay in our room with Ms. Sato, and lock the doors and windows. I have a few spirit stones and some talismans in my box. I taught you how to use them before. Well, something bad happened. It's okay, I don't worry, I'm already on my way back..."

"Beep beep."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a noise from the mobile phone. Looking at the screen of the mobile phone, Su Ming found that the signal was gone.

What kind of fog can even block the signal?Obviously, something big is going to happen.

"Miss Su Ming, it may be difficult for you to go back." At this moment, Doyle said suddenly, he looked up at the sky, opened his mouth, and had no intention of smoking his pipe at all.

Su Ming immediately raised her head, and in the black mist, a huge shadow slowly emerged.

"This is... a monster that sucks and produces aura like that spider? Why did it appear in London?" Su Ming felt this aura, which was exactly the same as the dream-weaving spider he met in Dongying Cave.

It's... the same kind of spider.

Su Ming remembered that after she arrived at Dongying Cave with a supreme posture and solved the spiritual disaster with a sword, a ray of light flew all the way to the west.

"This breath is the same as that monster in Dongpu."

"Could this be... Apat..." Sherlock Doyle said in a daze.

"what?"

"It is said that it is a god of 'deceit'. Our organization once secretly hunted and killed Eleven Days in various European countries. There are some strange harvests. One of them is that we found that they have been preparing for the ceremony of summoning ancient gods. I thought that It's just a cover-up of their actual crimes, after all, that kind of thing is just a myth, but now... the outline and appearance of the thing are exactly the same as those guys said, and just now you said that it is the same as the spiritual disaster in Japan..." said Er's face was gloomy, "If that's the case, then the 'god' that those Eleven Days talk about is the embodiment of spiritual disaster."

"What they are doing in London is to summon the cataclysmic monsters, trying to create a cataclysmic place in London like it was in Japan at that time, and then transform all the creatures into nourishment until London is destroyed together with tens of millions of people... .”

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"A monster is a monster, there is no need to call it a 'god'." Su Ming looked at the sky.

The huge shadow appeared like a whale, wandering towards the higher sky.

This is exactly the same as the giant spider that I solved not long ago, one is weaving a web recklessly, and this one obviously wants to create a cave where no one lives, which is the so-called land of spiritual disaster.

However, it wasn't scary. The moment this monster with the same origin as the spider appeared, Su Ming also felt a strong aura.

The special aura that accompanies it is completely different from the ordinary aura, and it is also different from the "favorable" special aura that preserves ancient civilizations or creates parallel worlds in Huaxia Dongtian, and is more biased towards the special aura of Japan.

The latter has a great strengthening effect on animals and plants, but is highly toxic to humans.

Su Ming's physique is excellent. After breathing a little, she found that it was not that serious, but if ordinary people smoked too much, they would fall into a coma.

Looking around, Su Ming jumped over the railing and headed towards the traffic jam.

"Miss Su Ming, what are you going to do?" Doyle shouted immediately.

"Go and solve it. By the way, don't inhale too much aura from this monster. I suggest you hold your breath."

As the voice gradually dissipated, Doyle saw Su Ming merge into the thick fog.

"No way! It's too strong, wait for me to call the rest of the knights in the organization!" Doyle shouted loudly, wanting to stop Su Ming's reckless behavior. Existence is extremely beneficial to their side, and there can be no major problems.

"It's okay, I can second it."

After Su Ming finished answering, there was no sound.

Sherlock Doyle was left in a daze.

ah?Second?Did he hear correctly?

Just when Doyle, the great British detective and old gentleman, was still in a daze, there was a sudden sound of a motorcycle in the thick fog, and then Doyle saw a beam of orange-yellow beams heading straight into the sky in the distance.

The violent roar suddenly came to the top of the head from a distance.

Looking up, Doyle was stunned by the looming shadow of the motorcycle on the bridge. Su Ming actually wanted to ride a motorcycle to approach the monster from the bridge.

But... this distance is not enough at all.

At the moment when the light from the headlights of the motorcycle temporarily "borrowed" by Su Ming in the traffic jam came to the apex, the motorcycle rushed forward and fell into the river, while Su Ming turned into a phantom, like a The scorching kendo is inserted into the cotton pile.

All the mist around her turned into water vapor, and she pierced through a passage to the bottom of the huge shadow.

The black mountain-like belly reminded Su Ming of the hard limbs of the dream weaver spider.

It is indeed a bit difficult to break open without a weapon, but you can't let this thing continue to wander, otherwise, once the special aura it produces spreads out, the consequences will be very serious.

"Since I don't have a sword, I can only have hands." Su Ming stretched out his index and middle fingers, drew a circle in front of him, and then used his original swordsmanship.

Although the sword condensed from invisible air is not very powerful, it is enough to deal with this thing.

"God!"

Using fingers as swords, Su Ming's sword move of shocking immortals and falling gods has only been demonstrated once, and the first actual combat is an extremely appropriate slaying of false gods.

Following this finger, a huge air wave cut through the thick fog and the monster's stomach.

In an instant, the monster let out a cry like a whale, and its body fell towards the ground in an instant.

But as Su Ming moved his wrist again, countless small invisible long swords were rapidly produced in the air, disintegrating the monster into countless segments directly in the air.

As Su Ming's body slowly fell onto the bridge, those tiny monster corpses also turned into rich aura during the falling process, without harming the people or the grass.

It just so happened that Su Ming landed next to Sherlock Doyle, and the old gentleman could fit a light bulb into his mouth at this time.

Is this still human? !

Doyle thought so in his heart, but he never dared to say it out loud.

"You...you really missed it?" Doyle is still a little unbelievable. Although he has heard the legend of Su Ming, it is another matter to really see it.

"I didn't bring a weapon, so I killed a little slower." Su Ming shook her head.

And she didn't use all her strength, she was worried that showing her aura too clearly would put herself in danger, after all, she had promised Si Xin to take good care of herself.

"Miss Su Ming is really...shocking." Doyle could only sigh after holding back for a long time.

Then he looked around, and with the death of that "Apat", the surrounding fog was also quickly dissipating.

"Huh, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise I think the people on the bridge today would be in danger." Doyle also said with fear, although he is not an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken, it is absolutely impossible to do it A monster like Su Ming can protect all civilians in seconds.

"What's wrong?" Doyle found that Su Ming was not a little happy after finishing the monster, but stood there thinking about something.

"There is still no signal on the mobile phone." Su Ming took out the mobile phone and looked at the screen and said, "And this thing is too weak. If the Eleventh has been deployed in Europe and London for many years just to summon such a thing, it would be a bit inappropriate. Common sense."

"This...Miss Su Ming, you may have misunderstood something. That monster is 'weak' to you, but it is different to us." After Sherlock Doyle saw Su Ming's attack, he was completely respected. Heart, "As for the lack of signal, I think it may be that the signal tower is restarting, oh yes, I brought a satellite phone, do you need it?"

"need."

Doyle took out a small and special black mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Su Ming. This is a high-tech product he uses to contact other members of his organization.

Although they are knights, in the 21st century it is impossible for them to charge with spears on horseback. They have all the technology they should have.

Holding the phone, Su Ming planned to contact Gu Sixin, but after thinking about it, this might be the only chance, so she called Xu Luoshen.

After connecting, Su Ming only said a word.

"I need your help."

The next second, as she expected, there was a rustling sound from the phone, obviously the satellite phone was also blocked.

"No signal? This is a satellite phone." When Su Ming returned the phone to Doyle, Doyle was stunned when he heard the news.

Su Ming looked around with a slightly cold face: "They have already made all the preparations, and we feel it is too late."

Afterwards, the fog that had dispersed almost suddenly appeared out of thin air again, followed by a long whale-like sound.

This is the voice of the monster just now.

"It's not dead?" Doyle wondered.

"This is the other end." Su Ming shook her head, "And there should be more than one end."

The second sound, the third sound, the fourth sound...

As more and more whale sounds resounded through the sky, Doyle was shocked to find that the sky was covered with huge black shadows.

They flew towards the sky, and finally gathered together. In an instant, a substantial spiritual energy descended from the center of their gathering, covering the entire London.

After being covered by the real white aura, all mortals were shocked to find that their bodies were separating, as if their souls had left their bodies, and another identical self appeared in front of them.

Su Ming looked at this scene and said softly: "By gathering together and releasing the aura that can replicate living things, a new cave will be formed, and the whole of London will be locked in it."

No wonder that monster is called "God of Disguise".

Doyle looked at these things in horror: "These replicas...what are those guys trying to do?"

"At least for now, I think they are planning to replace the whole of London." Su Ming replied.

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"Replace London?"

Doyle's face gradually became serious.

If this allowed them to succeed, wouldn't this British island, which was isolated from the European continent, become the headquarters of evil?

Even if no one can stop this, the fact that London has been displaced may not be known.

People outside probably only thought it was a foggy weather that lasted a little longer.

Just as Doyle was thinking about the seriousness of the matter, behind him unknowingly, a substantive aura was slowly staring.

In the end, it became a humanoid creature exactly like Doyle, and just as the creature was about to reach out and touch Doyle with a hand dripping with real aura, its hand was suddenly struck by an invisible sword. The air was completely cut off.

Then the head was pierced by a finger, and the whole body instantly turned into a puddle of water.

"This... thing." Doyle looked back at the water stains, also with lingering fear.

"It can even be copied by me, and it's so silent."