"Bang!" The sound of a loud bang!

This was certainly not the sound of the old priest's head bursting open!

On the contrary, Deacon Baldur's burly body suddenly flew violently to the side and back in a bizarre manner!

First, he crashed into several guardsmen, and then his momentum was not slowed at all as he smashed through a long row of steam valves on the side of the road, and finally, with a loud bang, he crashed into the wall on the side of the road.

Only then did the people around him see that there was a black spike in the position of his heart, only as thick as a finger, but more than a meter long!

This spike is undoubtedly very hard, the surface of the horny as shiny black metal, and the speed is also extremely fast, so fast that at this moment, Deacon Bader has been embedded in the wall, the masonry has already emitted a slight sound of cracking, the spike carries the sound of the broken wind just to keep up with it, it sounds like a strange and distant echo.

Sherlock looked at this sudden image, the brain will complete in a flash and its complex arithmetic and reasoning, such a speed, the huge impact compressed into the thickness of the thumb a narrow area, then this down in the end can cause how terrible damage.......

But it was such a terrible damage, but it still didn't penetrate Deacon Bader's chest!

Sherlock turned his head and looked in the direction from which the spikes had come, only to see an extremely thin figure standing silently at the top of one of the tallest towers in the entire block, under the illumination of the Zeppelin's huge lights.

Katherine......

And beside her was creeping, or rather growing, a large clump of pitch-black plants.

Similar to some kind of vine, but each branch as thick as an arm, intertwined with each other, covering almost the entire top of the tower, the growth of these vines noiseless, in the light did not shine, but also with the blackness in one, froze, even Sherlock did not notice before;

And in the center of the cluster of vines, the growth of a black-colored spore capsule, at this time is a terrifying rate of bulging.......

The surrounding air was rapidly inhaled, the spore capsule also rose dozens of times within a second, and even under the light, one can vaguely see the dark-colored veins like blood vessels inside the spore wall.

Sherlock was a bit surprised, the books he had read had never mentioned that the original contractors could control not only abyssal creatures, but even plants.

Well, the writers of those books probably only collected some information about low-level contractors, and how could a bunch of stinky book writers touch contractors who had reached the second stage.

Just thinking about it.......

Suddenly, the huge spore capsule on the tower contracted violently, instantly completing a spurt like an explosion!At the same time, another pitch black spike shot out from the spore capsule, crossing the entire street in an instant, exceeding the visual limit of everyone, including Sherlock, as well as the sound of the piercing wind, with only the recoil-driven resonance shaking Catherine's long hair into a wild dance in the night!

"Boom!"

An even louder sound, the pitch black long thorns once again nailed Deacon Bardell's heart, this kind of vine plant undoubtedly has a more accurate way of positioning than vision, the two long thorns shot almost in the same position, at once this wall recoiled out of the rolls of smoke, cracks spreading like mad.

Catherine didn't give her opponent a chance to catch her breath, before the aftershock subsided, the third long thorn had arrived, followed by the fourth and fifth.

Boom!Boom!Boom ！！！！！

Successive loud bangs expanded into an indistinguishable roar!

The wall that had taken too much of the blast collapsed, sending smoke billowing in all directions, followed by a sixth, seventh, unknown number of spikes that pierced the smoke and continued to bombard mercilessly.

Such a loud noise did not know how long it would last, until Sherlock felt that his eardrums would be shocked to tear when the attack finally stopped, and then looked at the smoke in the building, as if it had endured a dozen miserable gas leak accidents, completely collapsed, into a mass of rubble!

In that situation, even if the other party was a contractor, he should have died.

Those terrifying spikes should have turned him into a bloody mass of human thorns by now.

Catherine stood at the top of the tower and finally exhaled softly, the old priestess finally opening her tired eyes as she felt the abyssal beast in the distance, symbiotic with Deacon Baldur, weakening rapidly until it cried out sadly, collapsed, and didn't move at all.

The deafening roar of the turbines on the long road stopped, and the armor that hadn't been scrapped began to expose itself, spewing cooling steam.

It's finally over......The nerves that had been strained all this time could finally take a breather.

In fact, everyone knew that this was a battle that had a predetermined outcome from the beginning, because those who violated the laws of the Holy See could only die!

.......

In the shadows, however, Sherlock remained motionless, his eyes seemingly brighter as he stared at the collapsing ruins.

The previous barrage of gunfire, the smoke carried by the bullets, the terrifying power as they tore through the armor, the terrifying impact as the spikes cut through the night, all this information flashed through Sherlock's mind again at an unimaginable speed!

Shasta ------

Not right......

Doesn't make sense......

Again, in almost the same instant, a myriad of possibilities flew before his eyes, including good and, of course, bad.

He became more and more quiet, more and more alert, more and more calm.

Finally, at the moment when the first drops of rain fell down the long street......

That Mr. Detective, who had been hiding in the shadows, moved!