However, it was clear that the people around him could not see what Fras saw.

In their eyes, the demon could have easily crushed the girl, but he stopped in the middle of the process, and his eyes suddenly became very frightened.

As if he had seen something terrible, he stared at the scene behind the girl.

"Peng! Peng! Peng! ”

Some of the soldiers rushed out and opened fire on Fras.

Sherlock stepped out of the warship and fired at the Flax. But apparently, his pistol is useless against a demon of this level.

He quickly stepped forward and pulled Sissi away, trying to take her into the cabin.

But Sissi broke free of his grasp.

She looked around and whispered in a somewhat frustrated voice.

"It looks like he doesn't exist"

"What?" Sherlock frowned.

"One, probably the one I'm imagining is." Sissi muttered softly.

At the same time, her eyes slowly lit up with a dim glow, and a grid of data was projected onto her iris.

A familiar voice rang out in her ear as well.

"Grace has been activated, the target has been successfully calibrated through the Artemis system lock, whether to carry out a targeted strike."

"Don't worry, let's see what hole cards he has first." Sissi ordered, "Demons and technology are not the same system, if the first shot misses, he will be vigilant. ”

She didn't speak, just communicating with her mech in her head, so Sherlock didn't feel anything strange.

Fras quickly came to his senses, and he flew above them with a nimble jump, his body already soaked in cold sweat.

But he also remembered that he had come here not to kill these humans, but to destroy the weapon.

Thinking of this, he directly raised his hand, and out of nowhere, he took out a gem and crushed it.

Leaving the fear behind him, he raised his hand directly, and a huge wave of magic overflowed in all directions.

The blazing light of the fire shone on their faces, and the scorching heat seemed to distort the space.

A huge fireball appeared at the top of them. If this fireball falls, it may not be able to melt the entire warship, but at least these weapons systems on the surface should be ineffective.

Seeing that he had left the distance, the warships on both sides directly adjusted their naval guns and aimed them at the demon in the sky. The artillery opened fire without any hesitation.

Seventy-two mm naval guns were enough to break through the defenses of a warship, and such a close shot could blast through almost all the armor of a warship.

But as if the cannonball had hit a wall of air, it was stopped in mid-air by a strange force.

Hundreds of shells from naval guns, including those from close defense guns, were all suspended in mid-air as if they had been suspended for time, giving people a great visual impact.

The current body is not strictly Fras's real body, it can only be said to be a doppelganger.

So at the beginning, when the magic power delivery channel was not established, his strength had not really been shown.

As time passes, the more the seal loosens, the more hellish the environment becomes, and the more the clone can use his power.

Of course, the ultimate limit will only be 50%, unless the world adapts to magic again.

The gem he had just crushed was a treasure given to him by the Monarch of Hell when he was trying to enter the world, and it could temporarily allow him to enter the fifty percent limit.

James on the bridge looked at all this in front of him in distraction.

The blazing fireballs grew larger and larger and floated above them as if the sun was falling, as if the end was coming.

Before receiving the order, he originally thought that the mobilization of two Hercules-type warships and even a destroyer, as well as the mobilization of elite mecha troops, should solve this disaster.

But unexpectedly, he seemed to take it for granted.

The most troublesome thing about these enemies is that the powerful forces are concentrated in a small body.

Small mechs don't do enough damage to attack, while these warships do enough damage, but it's harder to hit.

Therefore, it is also possible to carry out this type of operation of anti-aircraft guns to fight mosquitoes. But once you face something really powerful, you can't do any real damage to it.

A sense of hopelessness and powerlessness gradually enveloped him.

Mycroft pushed the door open and shouted at Sherlock, "What are you doing, come in!" ”

In order to defend against artillery fire and prevent the warship from catching fire, the warship has a thermal insulation system inside, and it is obviously much safer to stay inside than outside.

Sherlock tried to pull Sissi in, but Sissi walked over to Lisa, kicked the severed hand away, and called Lisa's name.

"Lisa?"

But Lisa remained motionless, like a humanoid statue, completely unresponsive.

It was the first time Sherlock had seen the girl, and he had an anxious and irritated expression. Even when she had just faced this demon, she was so calm, and it seemed that this maid was very important to her.

"If she's really an android." Locke struggled to get up from the ground, touched his chest and said, "Then she won't die so easily, she should have been cut off from the link of magic." As long as the core is not damaged, then she is still alive, but she can't move. ”

Sherlock looked at Locke who was clutching his chest in pain with a strange expression, and couldn't help but complain.

"You're really hard to kill."

Along the way, this trainee exorcist named Locke can be said to have encountered a lot of hardships. He was beaten with a stick by Sherlock, tortured and interrogated by him, and was beaten by this demon just now, but he always maintained a state of serious injuries, but still had energy.

"No joke at this point, Mr. Holmes." Locke smiled wryly.

Without any hesitation, they looked at each other for a day, wanting to carry Lisa into the warship together.

However, they were surprised to find that although Lisa looked only about 1.7 meters tall, she was surprisingly heavy.

No matter how much he and Locke moved, they couldn't move half a minute.

"This should be Mithril material." Locke said suspiciously, looking at the metal maid in front of him. "It stands to reason that it should be as light as a feather, why is it so heavy?"

He turned his head to look at the wand he had discarded to the side, and he wanted to run over and pick it up.

Soon, however, the fireball finally fell.

The blazing heat even made their skin start to burn.

"Come on in!" Mycroft finally lost his breath.

Sissi bit down and was finally ready to call out Grace's name.

But at this moment, an arrow dragging the cold air shot from afar, hitting the fireball in an instant! (End of chapter)