Before he could finish his thoughts…
Suddenly, there was a loud bang!
Sherlock watched as the familiar window of the apartment in front of him shattered. Half of the wall collapsed, and there was a dense hum as countless spider webs snapped! A huge, furry spider suddenly flew out from the second floor and then crashed miserably on the street.
And on its abdomen, a short old man could be seen curled up in pain. His rugged teeth were full of blood. Fortunately, he was protected by a covering of spider webs. Otherwise, this crash would most probably have killed him.
As for Catherine, she was nowhere to be found…
He couldn't care less. At this moment!
"Prepare for battle!!!"
With a loud roar, the voice was amplified enough for all the soldiers around to hear it. In fact, before the order was issued, all the armors had already collectively let out a loud hum. The steam turbines directly went into full operation, and the scorching airflow hit the heat dissipation pipes behind them, causing them to sizzle and vibrate.
As if in response to such a grand welcome, a figure suddenly jumped up high from behind the shattered wall on the second floor and smashed fiercely into the crowd!
Following that, a disgusting demon more than three meters long smashed down!
No one knew what this thing should be called. In any case, before it landed, its huge fangs had already split open in midair and they ruthlessly stabbed at the steel wall below that had just been erected!
Bang! Bang!
There were a few strange muffled sounds, like a sharp blade quickly stabbing into a sealed can. The moment the demon landed, it began to shake its disgusting head crazily. The barbs on its teeth hooked the intestines of a few Vatican guards, lifting them up high along with their armor.
Deacon Baldell also landed with a bang. His robe fluttered in the night wind, and his already burly body seemed to have expanded a little. He grabbed the guard closest to him, his thick knuckles gripping his helmet and yanked it violently.
The helmet was directly torn apart, and half of the head could be seen inside!
All of this happened in an instant… The steel warrior group that had been able to give people a great sense of security earlier, welcomed a massacre of great contrast without any warning.
In an instant, roars resounded throughout the long street. Countless machine guns poked out from underneath the mechanical arms of the steam armor and frantically poured bullets at the target. The guards closer to the target swung up the huge chainsaws that were spinning crazily and stabbed at Deacon Baldell or the creature of the void in the most direct and fastest way possible, even at the expense of accidentally injuring their companions around them.
However, all of this did not seem to affect the figure charging in the crowd…
It could not be helped. Once a covenant person evolved to the second stage, they would have a symbiotic relationship with the demon they summoned, and Deacon Baldell's demon was obviously the type with extremely strong lifeforce, so ordinary firearms could hardly cause quick and effective damage to it.
In short, chaos erupted at this moment…
Sherlock… had arrived at the periphery of the battlefield. He used a building to hide in the thick shadows.
However, he did not leave just like that. Instead, he looked at the chaos in front of him with interest.
Biting, tearing, and crushing. Broken limbs flew everywhere. Steel and gunpowder exploded from time to time.
In the face of such a grand murder scene, he only remained silent and focused. His gaze passed through the blood that kept splashing and the cracks of the roaring and damaged armor as he stared at the judicial deacon who was harvesting lives with reckless abandon!
More and more of the Vatican guards died, and Sherlock's eyes lit up, and it seemed that some kind of densely packed data had appeared in his line of sight…
The gunshots followed the target and changed directions, allowing Sherlock to construct in his mind the speed and the manner of the target's movement! To survive under such concentrated firepower, one needed to have high physical resistance. The exploding bullets could only damage the skin, but the continuous chainsaw cutting could injure the muscles. A steam armor was thrown into the sky and smashed heavily on the ground. Sherlock glanced at it in the chaos and began to speculate on the steel material. Through the tragic tear on the armor, he determined how much horizontal tearing force was needed to cause such a wound.
Observing, gathering, analyzing, and reasoning had always been his forte.
Life… was finally getting interesting.
…
Another two minutes passed. Finally, another soldier of the Guardian Knights died tragically, and Deacon Baldell rushed out of the encirclement like a madman.
At this moment, his skin and flesh had already been torn apart. His deacon robe had been completely torn to shreds, which were adhered to his body by his sticky flesh…
Although he was a second-stage covenant person, he was still considered a human after all. Under the encirclement of the Guardian Knights, who did not care about losing their lives, he was still severely injured.
Therefore, at this moment, he directly ignored the attacks of the surrounding guards and charged to the other side of the long street!
The frantic steps left shallow pits in the ground…
That was where the old priest was!
This was undoubtedly the best decision under such circumstances. This was because in a battle of this level, only the covenant person could decide the outcome…
The distance of more than ten meters was covered in an instant. The demon he summoned was like a bloody chariot, crushing an extremely bloody gap in the crowd.
At this moment, the old priest and the spider had just slowly recovered… Helplessly, the spider's ability to connect to defenseless targets through silk threads and create illusions was extremely functional, but its frontal combat ability was very weak. It could not fight head-on against a covenant demon like that of Deacon Baldell which was good at killing. It simply could not cope.
However, it could not sit still and wait for death, so the spider struggled to get up. A large amount of spider silk shot out of its disproportionate abdomen, passing through some broken metal debris, and adhering to the huge body of another demon. More and more came, and it got tighter. The spider's eight sharp legs trembled crazily as it crawled along the silk threads and began to collide directly with the scarlet scales. A strange and ear-piercing hissing sound echoed in the night sky.
Life and death… in an instant…
The spider desperately blocked the demon that was twice its size, but it could no longer block its summoner.
Deacon Baldell was already in front of the old priest!
He was not the kind of person who would waste his breath. He opened his bloody palm and slapped down on the old man's head.
The ability of the covenant person basically came from the demon they were symbiotic with. This meant that the old priest's physical state was definitely not good. With this slap, his head could only turn into a pile of exploded flesh.
Fortunately… Catherine, who had disappeared just now, finally made a move.
A black light quietly appeared on Deacon Baldell's chest…
If nothing went wrong, this battle was already over at this moment…