Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

"Herring."

Sherlock frowned, his crazy expression suddenly subsided, and he became extremely sober.

"Damn it, the person I like has been tainted by you."

Phoenix's expression was distorted when he said this using Herring's body.

If he was a little excited at first seeing Sherlock kill someone, now he was just angry.

What Phoenix couldn't stand the most was having something he admired taken away by others, especially a body as perfect as Herring's.

When he controlled He Ling's body, he could sense He Ling's deeper memories.

Those images of her and Sherlock's entanglement flashed through Phoenix's mind like movie replays, making him furious.

"Get out."

Sherlock's light blue eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he saw Phoenix attached to Heling.

As he spoke, a powerful force of restriction enveloped He Ling's body, and all the threads of laws that did not belong to her lit up and were then stripped out.

Phoenix didn't expect that his spiritual body would be forced out by Sherlock like this.

Herring fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Sherlock appeared next to her and picked her up.

"Help me take care of her."

Sherlock looked up at Pipicia.

Pipisia glanced at him personally and threw Kom to Beidema.

"Really, am I your mother? Leave everything to me."

Pipisia complained and came to Heling's side, grabbed Heling's shoulders with her little paws, and flew her up.

Sherlock wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and his expression became serious.

An extremely powerful aura swept over him.

This time, instead of worshiping, all the monsters fled around.

The monsters that had no time to escape were crushed into powder by this powerful thought.

Although the remaining three knights also felt the sense of oppression, they were relatively strong and could resist this familiar aura. At this moment, they all showed excited expressions.

"It's the master."

"The master is here."

"Lord Phoenix's true form."

The three of them knelt on the ground and prostrated themselves, looking very pious.

What caught his eye was an extremely tall shadow.

The shadow gradually condensed and gathered into a silver-haired boy, Phoenix.

He has short silver hair and a handsome face. His naked upper body is adorned with various gold and jewelry decorations, but it does not look vulgar at all. He is wearing a pair of pants that resemble a long skirt. This outfit looks like something out of an ancient Egyptian mural.

Behind him are blood-red wings.

"Sherlock, good, you succeeded in irritating me."

His voice was ethereal and childish.

Then his figure appeared in front of Sherlock like a ghost.

Sherlock felt that the surrounding air pressure had changed. Within 1 kilometer of Phoenix, the gravity increased dozens of times compared to other places.

The invisible pressure caused the ground to collapse, and everything around it began to collapse.

Gravel and monster corpses were suspended in mid-air, and the darkness was shrouded in the dusk light.

It all coexists in a state of indescribable wonder.

The blood solidified into tiny beads in the air, floating and jumping as if being pulled by someone.

Phoenix stretched out his hand and grabbed Sherlock's neck.

"It seems that the last time didn't make you remember."

Sherlock felt completely unable to move his body.

[Phoenix, the Phoenix family among the 72 Demonic God families, No. 30 generation descendant]

【HP: 30w】

[Skill: Unresolved]

【Winning rate: 10%】

This string of numbers appeared in Sherlock's mind.

But he didn't care.

Even if there is only a 10% winning rate, he will not give up.

Because Phoenix not only killed so many of his companions, but also always coveted Heling, and turned himself into what he is now, he really contributed a lot.

Sherlock didn't hate what he looked like now, he was just a little scared.

He was afraid that one day he would lose control and be dominated by this bloodthirsty and violent heart.

Immediately, countless red lights and shadows penetrated Sherlock's body like sharp swords.

Before Sherlock's body fell apart, he activated the Law of Retrospection.

Time back to 60 seconds ago.

Phoenix had just appeared and had not yet grabbed Sherlock's neck.

Sherlock takes the initiative and fully opens the door to summons.

The cracks in the space opened one by one like eyes, opening door after space.

Immediately, a group of vicious abyss monsters slowly walked out.

This time Sherlock summoned the Abyss Wolves.

Each of them possesses absolute combat power and is well-trained, like an army.

In comparison, Phoenix's monsters all seem too lazy, and most importantly, they lack one thing.

Sherlock had always suspected that although these monsters were similar to the monsters of the abyss, they always felt that they were lacking something.

Now after comparing it, Sherlock understood.

The abyss monsters in the tomb are all copied, like clones.

Therefore, they have never really lived in the abyss.

I have never experienced the true training of fighting in the abyss.

Therefore, their combat skills and coordination are far inferior to the real monsters of the abyss.

The abyss demon wolves surged out in mighty force.

They showed no fear when facing Phoenix and rushed directly towards him.

The three knights stood in front of Phoenix and started fighting with the wolves.

At the same time, Sherlock waved his fist and hit Phoenix.

This punch contains the ultimate secret of the shocking fruit and the refreshing fruit.

Wrap the fist power around the outside with domineering energy, compressing it to the extreme into a cyclone the size of a bullet.

The cyclone hit Phoenix's body without any deviation.

This speed even exceeds the highest speed Sherlock can achieve, which is the speed of light.

After entering Phoenix's body, the fist power broke away from the restraint of domineering force, released the air, and exploded.

The power of this explosion has reached the level of a nuclear bomb, and multiple nuclear bombs exploded at the same time.

It was a double blow to Phoenix mentally and physically.

It stands to reason that there should always be huge explosions, and then Phoenix's body turns into blood mist, and his mental body is also violently impacted and collapsed.

But Phoenix's powerful body did not explode.

He was in the same state as an ordinary person shot through by a bullet.

And it missed the mark.

Painful, but not fatal.

"Good. I haven't had anyone cause pain to me in years."

Phoenix raised the corners of his mouth, not caring about the injury on his chest.

Under the control of Sherlock's consciousness, the wolves continued to stare at Phoenix and attack.

But before they could even get within a hundred meters of Phoenix's body, they all turned into blood mist.

Phoenix flapped his wings and spun towards him.

He wants to kill Sherlock again.

And this time, he will definitely confirm that Sherlock will not be resurrected.