With the flight speed of a shuriken, a distance of 200 feet would take less than a second.

With a muffled grunt, Sherlock knew he hadn't misjudged.

Then a black shadow flew out, and in less than three seconds it caught up with the troubadour who was running for his life with his butterfly feet open, and sent his two scimitars into the other's body.

The level of Loes's compound technique is indeed very high, as long as he gets a part of the target's body, he can perfectly replicate the exact same person, and his realism can't tell the truth even if he opens the truth horizon.

The only failure is that the other party should not copy Hui Feng, after all, the compound can copy the appearance, but it cannot copy the intelligence, and it is impossible to connect with Hui Feng's IQ and experience to make two such obvious mistakes.

Another wave of people was solved, and Sherlock finally began to get tired of this endless encounter and killing, the key is that not only did he not drop this monster, but he didn't even have experience.

He was now desperate to unlock the labyrinth, and even the secrets of the island. And if you want to solve this secret, it seems that you can only start with these monsters.

But are these people really just monsters, he has killed so many along the way, and although each one has different variables, they all have one thing in common.

That is, their acting skills are very good, and seriously speaking, they all seem to be convinced that they are real.

Just like Los and Fuyun, who fought each other at the beginning, the two really wanted to kill each other to confirm their authenticity.

Sherlock suddenly wanted to see these...... Let's call them monsters first, what kind of action mechanism do they have?

This could not be done during the day, but when evening came, it would be much easier for him to use the shadows to sneak with impunity.

And when the night really shrouded, a different kind of weirdness and fear descended on this huge labyrinth.

……

A fire was lit in a cave.

The two sat opposite each other by the fire, their brows furrowed, as if they were thinking about something.

Finally, the troubadour couldn't help but speak: "Fuyun, what the hell do you say these monsters are going on, they can't be killed, and each one can completely copy our abilities. ”

"I don't know, but the fake is the fake, and if you dare to come, I will dare to kill." The thief wiped his short sword and said coldly.

"Yo, now that I'm so confident in saying this, I just met Sherlock, and I'm running faster than anyone else."

"Humph!"

"I can't refute it, hahaha!"

"You have this time to laugh at me, why don't you think about what to do next time you meet Sherlock, I can run, I'm afraid you can't even run."

"You don't have to worry about it, I ......"

Before the poet could say anything more, a heavy footstep came in.

"Charge, it's Xiaobai!"

The footsteps of the charge are slightly different from ordinary running, and among the five people, only the warrior of Little White Face can do this skill.

In less than a second, a barbarian in heavy armor rushed into everyone's sight.

This was clearly a bad way of meeting, and the poet retreated to the rock behind him while playing Adin, while the thief went around the side to meet him.

The strength of the three is actually about the same, and two to one is originally a very stable situation.

But at this time, the later warrior showed a strength far beyond ordinary people, like a mad demon, he actually smashed the boulder that was more than two people tall with his body, and then directly killed the troubadour hiding behind him with a hammer.

The thief's short sword also took the opportunity to slash at the warrior's back, but it did a -22 damage.

"Groove!" This shout was not only for this low terrible injury, but also for the next deadly whirlwind slash.

He kicked his feet and flipped backwards without hesitation, but before the person landed, the half-spun giant hammer came out of his hand and flew over.

This sudden change of tactics was really unexpected, and the thief was also smashed, and he survived by relying on the physical damage reduction effect of the power of shadows, and he no longer fell in love with the battle at the moment, and escaped in embarrassment.

"Hahaha, garbage, look down on me."

"Aren't you smart, but get up and fight me!"

The cave's campfire swayed wildly, and a shadow in the firelight held a giant hammer and smashed it to the ground.

Sherlock, who had been hiding aside, finally couldn't accept such a picture, and walked out gently, wiping off the liquid splashed on his face, and the figure disappeared into the night again.

And all this is just the beginning, the killing of the labyrinth is no longer just because of the truth of the identity, it seems that the evil thoughts in everyone's hearts have been stimulated, and it was originally just a joke, an unintentional mistake or a sudden idea has become the motive for the killing.

What's even more ridiculous is that you may have seen two people killing each other a moment ago, and they didn't go far, while the same two people leaned on a stone and imagined their lives.

Sherlock finally realized that these people might not be some monsters who became what they were, they seemed to be real people, his teammates.

They have an independent way of thinking and acting, they are also looking for the treasure of One Piece, and they are also identifying their teammates.

What is going on with this labyrinth, or rather this island?

Who the hell are these people?

And is he the real Sherlock?

Yes, having witnessed so many things, he couldn't help but think about it, especially when he saw the figure under the tree that looked exactly like him and was slaughtering.

1V4！

Loth, Little White Face, Floating Clouds, Returning Wind, the tacit and orderly siege of the four did not pose any threat to the figure.

Sherlock believed he could do it that well, but he couldn't do it with just one Dusk Shuriken in 10 minutes to take out these four top-notch pros.

"Aren't you coming down yet?" The figure under the tree suddenly said: "Our perception ability is the same, and even I am stronger than you, do you think you can hide from me at such a close distance?" ”

Since he was discovered, he didn't hide, and calmly walked out of the forest and said, "I just think there will be a little awkward in such a meeting!" ”

"It's true that Ghost Li is always embarrassed to see Li Kui, but I'm curious about what kind of existence you are." The figure said confidently.

"Oh, you just believe you're real, is there any proof?"

"No, no, I don't need to, I believe I'm real, I'm real."

"Then you're so good, I don't know what you're going to do with my fake." In the face of this voluntarism, Sherlock could not refute it, and could only speak with a mocking taste.

"Can I see your sarcasm as envy, jealousy, hatred?" The figure on the other side laughed and summoned his dusk shuriken, "Answer my question, or ......"

"Like you, you're dead by my sword."