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Chapter 239 The Hound of the Baskervilles ([-])

What is an observer?
What does the word transition mean?
Where exactly is hell, how do demons appear, why can human beings have a contractual relationship with demons, why can Sherlock enter hell, why can he be dragged into the universe by the sun in the sky, and then he will not explode and die Die or freeze into an icy lump floating in the dark starry sky?

Too many puzzles, but no one knows the answers.
No one heard the silent sound resounding through the sky, only the heavy rumble under the moon.

Sherlock's crimson was unbelievable, and survived the brutal blow of the huge mountain-like demon. No one could see the ingenious and insanely unloading force at that moment, but they could see the result, so They were all stunned in place, forgetting to quickly hide behind the overturned chariot, so as not to be crushed by the gravel again and their faces covered with blood.

Under the moon, dust was shaken into the sky. Of course, the violent smash and the ghost's evasion and counterattack could not be the whole of this fight. The heavy and ferocious fighting between the big demons is different. In addition to the terrifying attack power, what these two demons showed is even more unbelievable speed, even so fast that under the flying white snow of smoke and dust, they can't even fight. Some couldn’t see clearly, the tinnitus continued to deprive everyone of their hearing, as if the terrifying collision was silent, only the dust that was stirred up from time to time and the huge tremors on the ground told everyone how fierce the battle ahead was. horrible.

Sherlock is different from Baskerville. He can't use long-term training to develop the fighting habit of contract demons like the other party. With a small amount of communication, he can display such a terrifying offensive. He only touches It took about half a month for Crimson, so he needed a huge brain power to de-trend, in order to avoid the wave of attacks of the behemoth.

At the same time, he also needs to focus on the terrifying man in front of him.

I heard Hopkins and Catherine talk about Baskerville before. From their descriptions, I knew that this person was a terrifying existence that even the soldiers on the front line were reluctant to mention. People who have praised.And at this moment, when facing his madness, he finally understood that language descriptions are always lacking.

Terrible. But who would have thought that it would be so terrifying. The human form of "contractor" has been brought into full play by him. Whether it is a human or a demon, it has shown a power beyond the scope of everyone's cognition. From Face to face, the opponent did not leave any breathing room for the other party. Whether it was thinking or body, the heroic aura carried in the offensive and the astonishing speed bombarded Sherlock's body frantically. Crimson was avoiding it. In the process of blocking, it seemed that a huge fist with a width of several meters hit his head fatally.

Sherlock felt that if it were another person, no matter who it was, he should be lying on the ground waiting to die by now.

This is a freak born on the battlefield, a person who only lives for war and killing, a terrifying warrior who dares to go deep into the front line of the gate of hell alone, and carry out a large-scale demon elimination mission by himself.

Although Sherlock is not a person who depends on force value, he doesn't seem to have suffered any big losses in force value, and at this moment, he really feels that he has fallen into a disadvantage, and he has not fought back at all. room for.

But he didn't have the slightest intention of giving up. His high-speed brain seemed to be in this suffocating near-death feeling, excitedly thinking wildly about the way to survive.

To him, this seems to be a kind of puzzle, and it is more simple because if you solve it, you can live, if you can't solve it, you will die without a burial place!
In just a few minutes, the scene in sight has become a mess. Although there are no buildings around, let alone woods or steam pipes, there is still a strong sense of collapse in the midwinter desolation , as if hundreds of shells bombarded this area just now.

That huge fist is like a reef that has been scoured by the sea for tens of millions of years. It can feel visually hard from the looks of it. It roars across the moonlight, rubbing the air with a scorching burnt smell. No special effort is required. Go aim at the head or the joints, because the huge cross-section, as long as it hits with one hit, it will hit most of the body directly, and Crimson, in this desperate situation, forcibly stomped on the ground with both feet, using savage He forced himself to pull back, and in an instant he withdrew more than 20 meters.

Even if they are not contractors, nearly a hundred soldiers in the distance can see that Baskerville's hound has already taken an overwhelming advantage. It can even be said that he is in the midst of unilateral sadism, while Sherlock's The crimson demon could only hold on under the opponent's offensive, dodging and dodging, but it was strange that under such a dense attack, it seemed to be able to narrowly avoid the vital point every time.

This weird feeling caused everyone to be puzzled and amazed, and even Baskerville himself felt something was wrong.

Because according to his many years of experience fighting on the front line, if it was a wild demon of the same size, he should have been torn in two by himself, even if this demon is controlled by someone, and the controller has an extremely powerful The contract ability, but it should have been unable to support it long ago.

Why is it still standing and still struggling to support it?

What's more, the contractor shouldn't have any spare time to control the demon. He is clearly in danger, and it seems that he will be unable to hold on in a second, and his chest will be crushed by his own kick.
But thinking of this, Baskerville suddenly realized that he seemed to have this premonition a few minutes ago.

Next second, next second.
So many seconds have passed, why is the other party still alive?

Of course Sherlock is still alive, and he is even alive. This feeling of exhausting his body and thinking with all his strength makes him extremely excited. Facing the crazy offensive, the monstrous waves roar and may drown him at any time , he opened his mouth excitedly and laughed.

He is not a soldier, he has not learned any fighting methods and tricks, and he has only become a contractor for more than half a year. He has not joined the Holy See and received even one day of professional training. Everything he has seems to be based on a kind of physical movement, strength and speed. Analysis and perception, to capture the opponent's terrible attack traces, then make predictions, and then respond.

As for the crimson demon, it seems to have inherited Sherlock's fighting habits. Its shape is obviously close to that of a human. The slender limbs and the same distribution of muscles that it grew for fighting seem to be born with it. It's like waiting for a human being to have a certain relationship with him, and then tame himself, and bring out all his almighty powers.

As a result, the huge body made a heroic advance between tossing and turning, its joints and limbs swung its arms and slashed across the square inch of land at the fastest speed, and the gap in size and strength could be made up with anticipation and instinct. Against madness, Baskerville knew, his own demons were invincible.

But he gradually felt that the red and white demon opposite seemed to be getting faster, stronger and more elusive
He frowned a little puzzled.

Could it be that the guy in front of him is making little progress in the battle?

Although fighting is the fastest way for the Tier 20 Great Demon to progress, how can it be so fast? In terms of flexibility and speed control, the crimson at this time has been enhanced by the time when the battle started a few minutes ago. Almost [-]%.

Even if the effect delay of the demon tranquilizer is thrown away, it is impossible to be so fast?

What kind of thinking speed is this, what kind of analysis and adaptability is this?

Therefore, Baskerville also smiled excitedly, staring at his bloodshot eyes, as if he felt that only such a person would feel happy when he killed him, so at this moment, his figure disappeared with a bang up!
It was a burst of speed beyond the limits of human imagination, and the accompanying force alone had blown the air apart, squeezing out a momentary wave of air that seemed to be solid in the space, and almost at the same time, In the blind spot of Sherlock's vision, a fist that was almost roaring had already hit the back of his head, which was defenseless.
With such an explosive and ruthless blow, it seems that as long as it scratches a little, that head will explode instantly, turning into a sky full of broken bones and flesh and blood!
At the same time, Sherlock's eyes seemed to explode with a burst of light, just like the extraterrestrial eye in hell opened in his pupils, allowing a scorching star-like temperature to rush into his mind.

At this moment, if it was an ordinary person, he would have passed out on the ground without even having time to yell.

However, at this moment, Sherlock actually endured all of this. He saw and felt the direction of the wind, the light, the airflow and power.

It was not the observation that he had been accustomed to before, but a clearer feeling, just like at this moment, time began to slow down, or even stand still, his thinking was so fast that countless coping methods had been poured into his mind, like a landslide and tsunami In fact, it poured into his limbs.

So, Sherlock's head tilted slightly to the side.

The opponent's fist grazed his hair, and he could even feel the airflow caused by the air being pushed away.

Following this force, Sherlock suddenly volleyed and shifted, and the crimson beside him also dodged the same violent fist of the huge fist in an incredible way, and then his body more than six meters high drew a piercing line in midair. The arc of the "boom!" kick, like a giant steel whip, was firmly drawn on the opponent's huge head.

Under the night, it was a morning bell that resounded through the sky!

Baskerville's hound was directly kicked to the ground, with such force that the ground vibrated, and Baskerville himself turned into the sound of disconnected wind, and flew out in a very miserable way. A continuous ravine was plowed out of the snow that did not burst, and the glasses became glass shards flying in mid-air in the process.

For the first time since the beginning of this fight, Sherlock has really fought back.

And under this blow, it hits the nail on the head!Easy to attack and defend!
(End of this chapter)