Thoughts Unsettled ------
Suddenly there was a loud bang!
Sherlock watched as the familiar window of the apartment in front of him shattered with a bang, collapsing along with half of its wall, which also had the dense buzz of countless spider silk tinkling as they were snapped! A huge hairy spider flew violently backwards from the second floor, and then crashed miserably on the street.
And in its abdomen, you can still see a short old man, at this time is curled up in pain, rugged teeth are full of blood, fortunately there is a covering of spider silk to protect, otherwise it is estimated that this smash, it is enough to take half of his old life.
As for Catherine, it is not known where to go.......
I don't care about that right now!
"Prepare for battle!!!"
A stern roar, the voice was amplified enough to be heard by all the surrounding soldiers, in fact, just before this command was uttered, all the armors had already collectively let out a loud hum, the steam turbines went into full operation, and the scorching air stream hit the cooling pipes behind them, noisily and trembling.
As if in response to such a grand welcome, behind the shattered wall on the second floor, a figure suddenly jumped up and lunged at the crowd!
It was accompanied by a disgusting three-meter-long demon!
No one knew what to call this thing, but before it even hit the ground, its huge fangs had already cracked to the limit in the air, and it was brutally poking at the wall of steel men that had just been erected below!
"Bang~~Bang~~"
A few strange, muffled sounds, like a sharp blade quickly piercing a sealed can, the moment the demon landed on the ground, it began to frantically flail its disgusting head, the barbs on its teeth hooking into the intestines of a few clerical guards, lifting them up along with its armor.
And Deacon Bader's body also landed with a bang, his robes dancing wildly in the night wind, and his already stout figure seemed to have swelled a few more points, directly grabbing one of the guards closest to him, his thick knuckles grabbing the helmet and pulling it violently.
The helmet was indeed ripped open, and you could still see the half-torn head that followed inside!
This All Happened in a Flash......The Steel Battle Group that had just been able to give people a great sense of security, just like that, without any warning, ushered in an extremely contrasting sense of carnage for itself.
In an instant, hissing roars echoed through the long street, countless machine guns poking out from under the mechanical arms of the steam armor, madly spraying ammunition at their targets, while the guards who were closer to their targets swung their huge, spinning chainsaws and feverishly poked and prodded at Deacon Baldur or the Void Creature in the most direct and quickest way possible, even at the cost of accidentally injuring the companions around them.
However, none of this seems to affect the raging figure in the crowd.......
It can't be helped, once a Contractor evolves to the second stage, he has a symbiotic relationship with the demon he summons, and Deacon Bardell's demons are obviously the type that have an extremely strong life force, so it's hard for ordinary hot weapons to deal quick and effective damage to them.
In short, chaos erupted at that very moment.......
And at that moment, Sherlock......He had somehow made it to the edge of the battlefield and, with the help of a building, had hidden his entire body in the thick shadows.
But instead of leaving it at that, he watched the chaos before him with a more interested gaze.
Gnawing, tearing, crushing, limbs and arms flying around, steel and gunpowder exploding from time to time.
In the face of such a picture, like a great murder, but he was just silent and concentrated, his gaze pierced through the bright red that kept splashing, as well as the cracks of the booming and broken armor, gazing at the ruling Deacon who was recklessly harvesting lives!
The number of dead church guards is growing, Sherlock's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and in his line of sight it seems like some kind of densely packed data.......
The sound of gunfire follows the target and changes direction, from which the speed and manner of movement of the opponent can be directly constructed in the mind!What kind of physical resistance is needed to survive under such intensive firepower infusion, the exploding bullets can only damage the skin, but the persistent chainsaw cuts can injure the muscles, a steam armor was thrown into the sky and after that it smashed heavily on the ground, Sherlock just glanced at it in the confusion, and surprisingly he began to speculate on its steel material, as well as through the miserable crack on it that had been torn open, to determine how much lateral tearing force would be required to cause such trauma.
Observing, collecting, analyzing, reasoning, that had always been what he did best;
Life......Finally, something interesting.
......
After another two minutes like this, finally, under the tragic death of yet another Protectorate Knights soldier, Deacon Bader rushed madly out of the encirclement.
By this time, his entire body had been torn open, his robes torn to shreds, and his body covered in sticky flesh and blood.......
Although he was a second-tier contractor, he was still in the human realm, and under the encirclement of the Protectorate Knights who did not care about consuming their lives, he still suffered a considerable amount of injuries.
Therefore, at that moment, he directly ignored the attacks of the surrounding guards and violently charged to the other side of the long street!
The frantic steps came out of a shallow pit.......
That was the direction where the old priest was!
This is undoubtedly the most correct decision in this situation, because in a battle at this level, only the pactors can decide the winner.
The distance of a dozen meters was instantaneous, and the demon he summoned was like a bloody chariot that crushed an extremely bloody gap in the crowd.
At that moment, the old priest and the spider had just slowed down......It was helpless, the spider's ability to connect to unguarded targets and create illusions through silk threads was extremely functional, but its frontal combat ability was weak, and when it encountered a contracted demon like Deacon Baldur who was good at killing, it simply couldn't fight head on.
But he couldn't just sit back and wait for death, so the spider struggled to stand up, and a large amount of spider silk sprayed out from its disproportionate abdomen, passing through some broken metal debris and sticking to the other demon's huge body, getting tighter and tighter, And the eight sharp-footed limbs trembled madly, crawling along the silk threads, and began to make the most direct collision with the scarlet scales, and the eerie, ear-piercing hissing sound resounded through the nightThe eerie, ear-piercing hissing sound resounded through the night.
Life and Death......In Just One Moment ......
The spider fought to the death to hold back the demon that was twice its size, but there was no way to hold back its summoner any longer.
Deacon Baldur had already arrived before the old priest!
He wasn't the kind of person who liked to talk nonsense, and his blood-soaked palm opened up and smacked the old man's head.
Contractors' abilities basically came from the demons they were symbiotic with, which meant that the old priest's physical fitness was definitely not good, and with this slap, his head would only turn into a pile of exploded mincemeat.
Well......Catherine, who was nowhere to be found, finally stepped in.
A black light silently appeared in Deacon Bader's chest.......
If there is no accident, this moment, this battle, is over.......
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