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Chapter 242 Offensive and defensive transformation!

Compared with the original explosion madness, the movement of the giant demon in front of him to take off his helmet is so slow, but it is so weird, because in the eyes of everyone, the thing that looks like a helmet should be the natural growth of the demon's body. It's like the scales on the body.

How did it come off?
Could it be that the thing was forged by humans the day after tomorrow, and then put on it?

No one could have imagined this scene, they just stared at the scene dumbfounded, and the researcher who wrote the vaguely recorded data seemed to use his own words to interpret the aspirations of everyone around him at the moment. "Ah ?”

next second.

"Bang!", the heavy helmet was thrown to the ground, and then the huge demon's palm actually grabbed a gap between the scales on his chest and began to tear.

creaking————

creaking————

It was the ear-piercing sound that would only be made when a steel bar was forcibly torn apart. It made people's teeth sore and itchy. The scales were actually torn apart!

But there was no bleeding, and no flesh and blood leaked out. The demon was not harming himself, because the scales were artificially added.

The scales on the whole body, no, those thick and hard things are not scales at all, but artificially cast armor!
The thickness of each piece is almost as thick as an adult's forearm, and the weight has reached more than two tons. Then, how much armor is attached to this huge body with a height of 20 meters? Could it be that this thing Have you been fighting with these things for a long time?
This scene is so absurd, because how can a demon carry such a heavy thing and show such terrible speed?
A loud bang smashed all these absurd ideas into reality. Those steels with astonishing weight and hardness fell to the ground according to gravity, and then it was like countless huge mountain rocks falling from the sky, blowing away the smoke, dust and snow on the ground. It was several meters high.

And that thick demon also completely changed its appearance.

It no longer stood, but crawled down, its protruding mouth opened to the sides, revealing its sharp fangs, its whole body was no longer restrained by armor, if compared with its terrifying body length, it looked a bit thin , those black hairs that had been oppressed for so many years were finally released, and began to blow up one by one under the moonlight, swaying slightly with the wind.

A true hunting dog!

Staring at the scarlet eyes, exuding the strongest bloody breath, surrounding the demon named Crimson, it was like staring at its own prey.
This is what the Devil of the Baskervilles really looks like!
Since the scientific researcher made that sound of 'Huh? 'After that, I never moved, not even blinked.

Because at that moment just now, he had a simple thought, that is, if the guy in front of him was wearing those armors and showing such terrifying speed, then now, he is on the speed ratio scale. Yes, how many plus signs should be added?

Fortunately, right after that, he didn't need to think about this issue anymore.

Because at this very moment!

That hound has disappeared from everyone's sight!
He was faster than everyone's visual capture ability, and even faster than the sound. After the eyes could no longer capture his whereabouts, the thunderous explosion finally reached people's ears.

At the same time, a huge body appeared in front of Crimson, and the wild and furious black hair curled wildly at a terrifying speed, like a mass of murderous black mist.

This is what the Hound of the Baskervilles really looks like. In fact, it does not have such a broad body. The reason why it looks like a mountain is because it has a thick built-in lead layer and a huge armor plate. It has never been I'm not used to keeping a standing posture. The reason why I always stand is because of Dante's words once, saying that the ultimate control of demons is to let the demons escape from their inherent behavioral characteristics.

So Baskerville began to let his hounds learn to stand, learn to run with their legs, and even learn to simulate human operations with their hands.

Over the years, it has already adapted to fighting with heavy loads under the astonishing intensity of training, but when it gets down again and reveals its true body, it is the most powerful and terrifying time.

That's why Sherlock felt just now that the effect of his words was too good.

However, he definitely wouldn't regret it, and wished he could slap himself twice. Facing the black gust that came in an instant, the excitement in his heart rose again.

Life is interesting only when you do what you can't do.

So at this moment, the demon named Crimson trembled. I don't know if it was once or tens of thousands of times. In short, after a moment of trance, he did not retreat or hide, but clung to the quilt tightly. The winter frozen soil, which the snow had buried for several months, moved closer to the other side.

The hound was faster, so Crimson was faster too, so fast that the air couldn't reflect it, and it took an afterthought to whip up the strong wind, so fast that the human eye couldn't reflect it, only the moonlight could be seen Afterimage.

But in the end, that hound was still faster than Crimson, and besides the opening and closing at the beginning, there was also a weird twist and twist. There is a feeling of covering the sky and the sun, and the two demons are in the smoke and dust, like a hungry wolf pounced on a warrior who dared to challenge the beast. In the space, the cruelest fighting is going on!

Baskerville and Sherlock were also engaged in the cruelest duel. In such a few seconds, Sherlock had received countless punches and spurted out blood. His bones had been broken more than once, and his internal organs were broken. I don't know how many times it was broken, but he still didn't die. The controlled demons in hell provided him with a steady stream of repair abilities, so that he dared to fight Baskerville in a more crazy and desperate way. , As long as the ribs are not inserted into the heart or something, he dares to give up all defenses.

If there is such a person who can see this kind of fighting method that is more crazy than crazy, he will definitely not believe his glasses. In fact, Baskerville has already felt this way. It is a character flaw that he goes crazy, but why is he in front of him? This guy is also so crazy. No, he is not crazy. Although he looks so brutal when attacking, his eyes are always focused.

He's only at stage two!

How could there be such a terrifying guy in this world?If he reaches the third stage, what kind of existence will he be?
It doesn't matter, because he will definitely die here today!
In the next moment, Baskerville suddenly lowered his body and rushed directly in front of Sherlock in an extremely heroic posture. The bodies of the two people were so close that they almost collided with each other. Sinking shoulders, bending elbows with right arm, and knees that have been receding all the way also brought a huge impact, cruelly hitting the opponent's lower abdomen. This is a very strange posture, but it can make the most fierce joints in the body work together at the same time. Time slammed into the most vulnerable part of the other party, and under a terrifying muffled sound that could be heard from far away, Sherlock felt his chest collapse suddenly, and his lungs, heart, internal organs, and head were all crushed by a wave. Juli was almost deformed and distorted, and it was difficult to stand still, and he flew backwards with a bang, spilling more than half a catty of blood in midair!

This blow was too terrifying, but what was even more terrifying was that during the process of flying backwards, Sherlock found helplessly that the problem he was most worried about appeared.

The fracture of the sternum caused a bone spur to pierce the lung firmly and penetrate directly!

He was able to allow the demons in hell to provide him with the ability to repair, but he couldn't affect the bone, making the bone disappear from the lungs as if going back in time.

Two seconds later, he fell to the ground like a broken kite, and his entire chest took on a shocking and strange shape. He began to spurt blood, and every breath would cause a severe burning sensation in his chest cavity, suffocation and pain until Blow your head.

With the strength of a second-tier contractor, Sherlock was still defeated against the most terrifying warrior in the entire empire.

The pain was so painful that it was almost impossible to think about the feeling of dying. In this case, he could still control the deep red in the distance, but as breathing became more and more difficult, death seemed to be only a matter of time.

The soldiers in the distance couldn't see the details of the battle between the two contractors, but they could see Sherlock flying upside down.Almost everyone's heart 'clicked' suddenly.

Their task was originally to protect this man, but now, they themselves became the target of protection. If that man died because of this, then the team of nearly a hundred people really didn't know what to do.

But they didn't dare to rush over to save that person with a few guns at this time, because everyone knows that in this kind of battle, any other person's joining will have no effect. In those third-rate novels, they shouted " Most of the fools who want to walk together will become a burden.

Therefore, they are quiet and hold their breath, each with respectful and admiring gazes, clutching the impulse to the extreme, some people even imagine that it's all like this, admit defeat, or beg for mercy, Can it be exchanged for a ray of life?

Baskerville walked towards Sherlock step by step. He has killed many people and demons. He has many similarities with Sherlock. For example, Sherlock can use his own judgment to perceive life. You can know how to stuff a person into the box without letting the other person die, and Baskerville can also clearly feel that there is no possibility of a person surviving in what state.

Happiness and laughter are contagious, and despair is also contagious. As he walked towards Sherlock, everyone seemed so helpless. The crimson in the distance began to be unable to support the hound's attack a little bit. Being thrown to the ground, nearly a hundred pairs of glasses looked at the picture, watching the crazy wild dog-like demon mercilessly torturing the demon they were going to escort to the military base.

These soldiers felt a touch of sadness. It seemed that this demonstration of results was impossible to succeed, or even possible.

"That man is Baskerville."

Suddenly, someone in the crowd finally said the name with a trembling voice.

"Baskerville?"

"Baskervilles!!!"

A voice of doubt or exclamation spread among the crowd.

Some of this pair of fighters have some military ties and have never seen Baskerville, but they have heard about it and then looked in the direction of the battlefield with incredible eyes, and some of them even took a breath. , staggered and fell to the ground.

And in some short words, those soldiers who didn't know this person seemed to piece together an extremely terrifying killing god.

Could it be that the people we escorted have been fighting against that terrifying existence?
So what else is there to fight for? !
Give up!
Please forgive me!
Kneel down and beg for mercy!Now is not the time to think about dignity. No one will think that kneeling in worship of the Holy Light is humble, so it is impossible for anyone to think that losing to Baskerville will be embarrassing.

That is a person with a military status. If someone in the military wants to stop the display of the results, then just give up. As long as the begging is humble enough, at least there is hope of surviving.

When a person dies, there is nothing left!
This name brought despair, and people in despair began to look forward to the person named Sherlock begging the other person to let him live. If they could, could they intercede on behalf of that person? They would not feel a little bit ashamed!
However, Sherlock still had no intention of begging for mercy.

When kneeling down to worship the Holy Light, of course no one would feel ashamed.

But Sherlock never believed in the Holy Light, he never bowed down to that thing.As for Baskerville in front of him, does he feel that he is more noble than the Holy Light?
In this world, of course, it is impossible for anyone to dare to say that he is nobler than Shengguang.

So Sherlock did not beg for mercy from the other party, as everyone expected, in exchange for a glimmer of hope of surviving.

He just smiled and jerked!
Put your hand into your chest!

(End of this chapter)