The researcher needed a pen.

This scene in front of him was the first time he had seen a second-stage contractor control a wild third-order great demon in actual combat!

This picture is too close to him, so close that those gravel can easily hit his body, so close that if he doesn't pay attention, he is likely to die on the spot, and this researcher actually can't record too many things, because he only has eyes, only paper and pen in his hand, no power testing equipment, and can't count the speed by visual measurement, but he still stares without blinking, looking at the scene that makes it too late for people to dodge, and is shocked beyond words.

The battle between people is already enough to be called thunder, so the collision between the two third-order great demons will inevitably be earth-shattering.

The moment the red and white demon stepped into the snow, it had already crossed the battle position of the two contractors and rushed directly towards a wider area a hundred meters away, but at the same time, the huge body as heavy as a mountain was so fast that it came first, and it was unbelievable that it stopped before Crimson.

Before people could reflect on how its huge body could show such terrifying speed, a huge fist with a diameter almost wider than the opponent's shoulders fell directly from the sky! The first punch at the first sight is about to open the mountain and crack the rock, like a giant hammer cruelly smashed into a nail, trying to bend, smash, smash! In short, in comparison, the huge body that is more than 6 meters tall actually looks so weak and weak. It was as if it was just a moment, before the battle had even begun, and it felt like it was all about to end.

The most terrible speed! The most brutal force!

The people in the field are all soldiers of the Empire, although there are no contractors, but they are not strangers to demons, and at least half of the team members of this team of nearly 100 people have cooperated with the clergy of the Inquisition Division to carry out more than one dispatch mission. They had seen what it should be like when a third-order great demon fought.

Because the human body can't experience the sense of power brought by the giant demon, and it can't adapt to gravity, resistance, inertia and other factors, so in the process of control, it will inevitably appear less flexible and accurate, even the Hopkins judge, who is known as a genius, can only let his demon make a straight line of surprise moves, miss a hit, and even hit the wall and can't get up.

However, the behemoth in front of him was almost completely detached from people's perception of the third-order Great Demon, and it was completely detached from the cognition of physical feedback!

In short, everything happened so fast, so fast that the researcher who had just picked up the pen didn't have time to write anything, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, probably some kind of subconscious judgment in his mind, feeling that the crimson was about to turn into a puddle of red and white minced meat.

However, the scene that almost everyone had foreseen did not happen.

At this moment, Sherlock only felt a slight tingling pain in his ears, and in the violent roar, he caught a whistling of air being pushed away rapidly, grains of silver sand fluttering in the snow curtain, and the wind carried a mess of hair along the back of his head, and his body just jumped up, and in a strange twisting posture in the air, he narrowly avoided a whistling fist that was enough to smash his sternum.

In this case, the average person has no time to take care of any other situation.

However, Sherlock's brain simulated a picture almost in this perilous moment, based on the automatic collection of countless information around him. Even, not just this one, but hundreds of pictures flying in his mind, every trace of force, every deflection of action, countless things that have happened, what is about to happen, are like a storm swept into consciousness, but Sherlock does not feel chaotic, this kind of subconscious reasoning from vague perception is an ability, even instinct, that he has before he becomes a contractor.

Therefore, the fist that can destroy almost everything at the moment it touches Crimson's arms, the latter's seemingly weak bones slam down with the entire body, and the speed actually follows the opponent's strength, only less than 0.1 seconds, Crimson's waist tilted suddenly, and the muscle group of the left arm instantly burst out with almost all the strength, and with the solid ground under his feet, he unloaded the fist mixed with infinite domineering and killing intent behind him, and then leaned forward and rushed forward!

Buzzing———— a wave of air came from the ground, shaking everyone for a moment, and under that huge body, a fist wrapped in an exoskeleton had already met the opponent's falling body, and slammed firmly into the jaw that was not wrapped in the helmet.

Just as no one could have imagined how such a huge body could burst out with such a terrifying speed, naturally no one could think of why a fist with such a huge difference in proportion could burst out with such incredible power.

In short, a muffled sound, almost drowned out in the humming, but it exploded like a thunderbolt, making everyone tremble.

At the same time, it also made everyone unconsciously have the same question:

"What the fuck, that's how the third-order Great Demon fights?"

If the demon named Hound was able to perform such an amazing act because of Baskerville's long-term training and terrifying contract strength, but. The man named Sherlock.

Why was he still alive under the attack of the Baskervilles, why wasn't his demon smashed in half, and why, the crimson demon, had just crawled out of the tranquilizer, and his body had not yet reached its peak state, but it was able to avoid the counterattack at this moment?

No one can figure it out.

But this is normal, if all the problems can be easily figured out, then Sherlock will die of boredom every day.

And now, of course, he will not be bored, the name Baskerville in front of him is too fierce, and it must go through a lot of action observation and prediction in advance to support under its attack, and the gap between the demons in the distance is also extremely huge, the 20-meter-tall giant does not have the slightest slowness that a behemoth should have, but because of the size and weight, there is a kind of grandeur and madness that comes from the mountains and rivers, causing Sherlock to judge all the information that he has not had time to see outside his sight, In order to turn his crimson into a poor weed swaying in the wind and waves.

Either side requires terrifying observation, perception, and arithmetic and reasoning skills, and it seems that one mistake is a doom.

Therefore, Sherlock can only continue to focus on thinking, fighting, and letting informatization become his own combat effectiveness, and let the reflection become the evidence for himself to find the opportunity for counterattack.

The cliff is upside down, and the tip of the knife licks the blood!

Hopkins had said before that there was only one route to take if you wanted to better control the third-order archdemon, and that was to fight!

Previously, when he was entering the second stage, Moran reluctantly told Sherlock that he had a very bad obstacle to promotion, that is, he didn't use his strength very much.

And at this moment, Sherlock, not only fighting, not just using all his strength, he even began to squeeze all his thoughts, allowing himself to perceive more, see more, predict more, this kind of near-death feeling that is forcing himself all the time, but still unable to escape, makes his whole excited eyes appear bloodshot!

At the same time, in the midst of hell, the eye hanging in the sky also opened again, looking down on the whole world condescendingly, and the tentacles of thousands of stirring lava slowly opened, slowly writhing in the infinite dark starry sky, looking terrifying.

There is eternal silence in the universe, and there will be no sound here.

But it's just that you can't hear it, it's not that it doesn't exist.

So, if there really is such a pair of ears that can catch sound in the void, then you can hear that at this moment, the whole universe seems to be resounding with some strange words.

"Attention, spotting the observer jump."

"Discovery. Observer Jump."

(End of chapter)