The panicked crowd, the flickering lights, William ran forward at a rapid pace.

No.

No.

No.

······

Sherlock was nowhere to be found.

The flickering red light on the walls became particularly harsh, and there was no one in the corridor at this time, quietly, like an empty tomb.

That's not right.

William stopped, and then began to pay attention to his surroundings, and the magic began to spread, surging throughout the corridor, and the magic was very familiar, like ······ Magic Circle.

Magic Circle?

When William thought of this, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, five corridors, if one corridor represents a point, then, isn't it a pentagram?

By this reasoning, it would seem that their goal in the first place was not Sherlock at all, but himself.

If their goal was themselves in the first place, then, in other words, Sherlock would have been fine.

It's just wonderful.

As soon as William thought of this, William breathed a sigh of relief, and before he was ready to leave, he found a large wave of magic surging around him, and the gray magic power was surging in the air, as if something was about to come.

The gray mist represents a low-level demon.

The degree of fog density represents the number of demons.

The place where the wind comes out represents the direction of the monster's attack.

After all the regulations were confirmed, William's toes touched the bottom, and the golden pentagram began to spread out from the soles of his feet, with him as the center of the circle, within half a meter, the gray mist was dissipated, he raised his hand, and the red flame ignited from his hand, which was extremely bright in the corridor that gradually began to darken at this time.

"Here we are."

William said, with a wave of his hand, the red flame instantly turned into a beam of light, rushing towards the demon that appeared in the north, the red flame penetrated the first demon, continued to fly backwards, penetrated five or six demons in a row, and then silently disappeared into the air with those demons who had just appeared.

The gray mist is getting thicker and thicker.

William clearly saw that more and more demons appeared in this not wide corridor, densely stacked on top of each other, tightly without leaking a single gap.

It's, really, too much.

Seeing this, William couldn't help frowning, although he could easily deal with it, but there were so many, it was too troublesome.

In this way, there is only one choice.

He didn't know who had told him about it, but it was his best bet at this time.

Thinking of this, William raised his hands, the thumbs and index fingers of his left and right hands touched each other, and the remaining three fingers, the pads of his fingers were attached to the palms of his hands, forming a triangle, and placed them in front of his face, William closed his eyes and recited the incantation.

As the incantation was pronounced, the white light began to emanate from the unseal, and a triangle began to slowly expand, standing on William's magic array, forming a certificate, and as the last word was pronounced, the white triangle emitted a dazzling light, and the light became bigger and bigger, extending throughout the corridor, and the demon it touched was as if it had been burned by something, and turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

In an instant, the demons in the entire corridor were swept away, and the corridor that originally looked gray instantly became bright again.

Gotta get out of here.

Thinking of this, William planned to walk back the way he came, but when he returned to the hall, the way he had come disappeared.

The place was now a pale wall, and only the five roads were still illuminated by the lights.

It seemed that the man was ready to kill him.

Although William didn't know who he had offended, he let the other party want his life, but he didn't want to die at the moment, so no one could pronounce him dead!

The gray mist began to fill again, and William's eyes did not move, and once again he recited the "Holy Light Technique" to purify the demons one after another.

"It's the 'Holy Light Technique'," a man stood in front of the monitor and looked at William, his face became a little cold, but after a while, he smiled slowly, "He actually told him all about this spell, it really made people want to kill him." ”

After the man finished speaking, the red wine in the cup rippled slightly, he took a sip, and the light shone on his face, illuminating his face clearly.

If William had been here at this time, he must have known that this man was the man who accosted him and told him that Sherlock was in danger.

"My lord, do you want to continue to send low-level demons over?"

The demon standing beside the man asked softly.

"No, our big things matter, as for this person? I'm afraid there are others who will help me clean him up. ”

After the man finished speaking, his yellow eyes narrowed slightly, he shook the red wine in the glass, and asked, "How are my little cuties?" ”

"It's all good, but it's ······"

"Say," the man's hand on the glass did not move at all.

"One of them seems to have met this man, though." The demon shook his body and said.

"They've seen it."

After the man finished speaking, he crushed the wine glass vigorously, and the bright red liquid body was left along his fingers, falling to the ground to form a small red puddle, his face was cold, and the demon standing behind him trembled and was silent.

"My dear lamb, you are really not good, I really want to kill you now, and I don't know what that person looks like when you see it, it must be funny······ However, we still have time, and the others are probably about to act, and when the time comes, the 'Elector of the Emperor' will definitely die." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black light flashed, and the man's figure disappeared into the room, and the demon standing behind him knelt respectfully on the ground and did not stand up for a long time.

With the decrease of demons, the magic array also began to collapse, William breathed a sigh of relief, although his strength is several times that of these low-level demons, but he has been using magic power, even if his magic power is high, I am afraid that there will be times when the magic power is used up, at this time to see the decrease of demons, William's heart is simply very happy.

With the last "Holy Light Technique", all the demons in the entire hall disappeared, and just as William wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he only heard a "bump" sound from the opposite wall, and the wall exploded.

"Sherlock, you're doing this, how can I explain to the bureau!"

When Officer Lestrade's voice rang out, the smile on William's face couldn't help it.

"Sherlock, you're still so violent," William said with a smile as he turned to Sherlock as he walked in, "but I like it." ”

Sherlock didn't answer, his gray eyes looked at William, his face was expressionless, the whole person looked a little cold, William's eyes looked Sherlock up and down, and he was really relieved to see that he didn't look hurt.

"Are you stupid?"

Sherlock spoke, his tone a little cold.

"Sherlock?"

William looked at Sherlock suspiciously, a little inexplicable.

"I didn't tell you before I came back, don't come with me." Sherlock said.

"But, before I came back, I told you that I would protect you, Sherlock." William said.

"Prove it, you're the one who needs to be protected," Sherlock said, his eyes glancing around, and by this time, the officers had surrounded the place, and they were checking around, "They brought you here on purpose, do you know why?" With such a big spend, I'm afraid the plan is not small. ”

"I don't know, but to my surprise, he can spend it with me all the time, but he doesn't know how to stop it."

When William heard Sherlock say this, he told him what he had discovered.

"Suddenly stopped?"

Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly at this thought, "Maybe he found something or maybe something happened that made him have to stop." ”

"I think it must have something to do with the memory I lost."

William said, a hint of confusion in his eyes, "I don't know why I think that way, but I just think it has something to do with my lost memory, and I don't know." ”

"Do you want to think about it or not," Sherlock's silver-gray eyes looked at William, his face calm.

"And you, Sherlock, do you want me to remember?"

William didn't answer Sherlock's question, but asked Sherlock seriously.

"If I'm in love with you, I'll hope you don't remember, because, the unknown, the biggest change."

Sherlock said, and began to walk outside.

He took a few steps and suddenly stopped, but he didn't look back, just said, "We're home." ”

William was stunned for a moment, he looked at Sherlock's back and smiled.

"Sherlock, you don't want me to think of anything, do you?"

William said, laughing.

"Do you want to remember, it's your freedom."

Sherlock said, stepping over the broken wall and out of the basement and back inside the bar.

At this time, there were not a single customer in the entire bar, and some were just police officers running back and forth.

"You got the cops?"

William looked around and said.

"Yes."

Sherlock explained, "I went to the bathroom after I left with you, and found the dark room, but ······ The darkroom I went to and the darkroom you went to are not the same as the one you go to at all. ”

Speaking of which, Sherlock's eyes looked at William and continued, "I found a lot of drugs in that dark room, and there were a couple of people taking drugs there, and I called the police when I saw this, but before the police came, I got a call from Vincent Woodridge, who said you were trapped in the basement and asked me to rescue you. ”

"Vincent?" William nodded.

"If you want to know what happened before, you go to Vincent."

Sherlock said, glancing at William, who understood the meaning contained in that glance.

"Why do you think that if I knew what was going on, I wouldn't be with you."

William didn't pay attention to why Vincent knew that he was in danger, but just turned to Sherlock and asked his question directly.

"Because, from the first day I saw you, I knew there was nostalgia in your eyes, though you didn't notice it."

Sherlock said, approaching William, putting his hands on William's cheeks, and his face came closer, very close, so close that his nose was almost touched.

"But I'm not afraid." Sherlock said, letting go of his hand and taking a few steps back.

"Sherlock," William was stunned for a long time, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, "You are a confession?" ”

“······ Not. ”

Sherlock paused, denied.

"Sherlock, do you like me a little bit?" William approached Sherlock and asked with some slyness, "You know, Sherlock, be fearless." ”

"I just think life would be boring without you being stupid," Sherlock said, turning his head to the side.

"Yes, yes, I'm stupid," William smiled and nodded, "but if I'm not stupid, how can I prove that Sherlock has a high IQ?" ”

"I have a very high IQ, and I don't need to prove it," Sherlock said unceremoniously.

Seeing this, William laughed even harder.

The two walked out of the bar and walked slowly along the street, at this time it was already very dark, and the bright moon in the sky was also covered by dark clouds, and the whole sky looked extremely dark.

Vincent Woodrich sat quietly with the blonde doll in his arms, his blue eyes looking out the window at the sky, and there was an inexplicable light hidden inside.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming."