Civilization Guardian Front

Later, because he called Moriarty by his name, he got angry, and it also attracted the attention of others. He focused more on the content of their conversation, and involuntarily ignored the wound that gradually stopped bleeding.

"Careful, he..."

"Too late. "

Chios said lightly.

The ghost energy that had been hidden in the body before now surged out like a flood that broke the embankment.

Boom boom boom!

The violent purple-black airflow swept across the four directions, and it scraped across the ground leaving a series of slash marks, and at the same time drove back the members of Nautilus.

The alloy sword was handed over to the left hand, and the right hand pointed to form a knife to draw the fire rune, circled around the red text, and then cut through it.

The whole set of movements was completed in the blink of an eye, and the white-haired youth stepped forward, charging forward like a ghost.

"Absolute Sound? Turn"

Chapter 370? Sorry, I'm late

The white-haired young man approached Nemo one step at a time, the sword in his left hand was pulled back slightly, and the violent ghost aura gushed out from his body, wrapping the entire weapon.

The soaring adrenaline stimulated the energy of every inch of muscle, and following the essentials of Bedadella de Streza's circular steps, Chios could still accurately grasp the strength even while spinning rapidly, swinging the long sword .

Swish!

The magic sword that broke through the sound barrier cut through the atmosphere, and the condensed ghost energy swept around along the edge of the sword, drawing slash marks on the rocks, and the whole person suddenly turned into a black storm.

"" Admiral Nemo! ""

Seeing the young man approaching their leader directly, the members of Nautilus wanted to step forward to stop them, but they couldn't keep up with the young man's movements.

Chios's attack speed was too fast. Although Nemo noticed that the opponent's injury was unusual, he didn't expect his attack to be so fast.

At this point of time, even if you want to gather Ru-colored gold particles to jump in the Yang phase, you can’t make it in time, let alone the support of your companions.

The blue-haired girl could only face the storm in front of her alone.

However, she didn't even intend to move her footsteps, and stood there calmly.

Her wait was not long, and in the blink of an eye, the black wind swept in...

Seeing that Nemo was about to be swallowed by the small tornado with a radius of five meters, an invisible ripple suddenly appeared in front of the girl. Under the sunlight, a nearly transparent conical crystal loomed between her and the sword wind.

"Dimensional Crystal"

(Have you finally shown your true skills...)

Seeing this "shield" that can absorb and reflect the opponent's attack in advance through the eye of robbery, Chios immediately crushed the pale calamity rune in his left hand.

boom!

On the black magic sword entwined with ghostly energy, flames burned violently.

As if the flames washed away impurities and white bones, the surrounding light seemed to be distorted and turned into deep shadows, further highlighting the abnormality of the white fire.

Seeing this scene for the first time, the blue-haired girl's eyes changed slightly.

Another ability that is not within the scope of teaching reasoning...

With the golden right eye and the pale flame, maybe there will be more powers that I don't know...

How many secrets is this man hiding?

She suddenly felt a little uneasy.

But until now, neither side has room for change...

The next moment, black and white intertwined sword energy slashed heavily at the bottom of the subdimensional crystal.

hum...

As soon as it came into contact, the broad-bladed long sword quickly became thinner like a curved mirror image, and then was absorbed into the inside of the cone, and then...

The inexplicably uncomfortable pale fire actually began to burn the crystal made of energy from the inside, and forcibly opened the narrowing orbit inside it.

Seeing this, Qiao Sideng stopped probing and urged the power of the rune out of the sword at once.

The white flames that erupted at full strength spread to almost all corners of the crystal.

Click!Kara!

There was a slight sound of cracking, and under Nemo's astonished gaze, the perfectly structured dimensional crystal trembled violently, and then shattered into specks of light dust, dissipating into the world.

The white flame was extinguished suddenly, while the long sword carrying the cursed black energy continued to complete its unfinished task, cutting towards the blue-haired girl's neck.

! ! !

The field of vision in front of him slowed down like a slow-motion lens, and the jet-black blade reflected in the blue pupils zoomed in rapidly. Nemo, whose melee combat ability was far below the level of super power, stood still, watching the threat Approaching.

Thoughts are as fast as lightning, compared to the slowness of body movements.

The sense of coordination that was once integrated is suddenly separated at this moment, and it feels more like watching the scene from the perspective of a bystander.

It is said that before a person is about to die, the flow of time will slow down as far as his eyes can see, and in the end he will even reverse the flow and look back on his past life.

(I'm... dead?)

Thinking of this, a black figure suddenly broke into her vision that was about to freeze...

"Woo!"

Itou Mozhan, who was a little closer to Nemo, rushed to take advantage of the momentary stalemate between the two of them, and pushed the blue-haired girl away.

She sacrificed her life to save the admiral's life and put herself in a desperate situation.

It was almost the same as the real sword, and even surpassed by the black air blade, which swallowed Ito Mozhan.

swoosh swish...

Family blood inheritance causes the neural fiber network generated in the neocortex of the brain to have six overlapping layers, like a special constitution with six brains, endowing her with superhuman response and coordination.Ito Mazaru, who keeps six brains running at the same time at any time, tried his best to see every black wind that hit him, and instantly exerted force to gather between his fingers, and popped out air bombs, trying to change the trajectory of ghost energy.

But this resistance was in vain after all, the purple-black airflow split all the air bullets without hindrance, and descended on her.

The spinning blade continuously slashed across the woman's body, tearing her black windbreaker that also served as armor in an instant, and slicing through the flesh and blood.

"Ahhh!"

Mo Zhan screamed uncontrollably as his body was sent back to his mind with countless blade-like pains.

Sticking to the remaining will to survive, she knew very well that she had to escape the black wind's hunting radius before the real magic sword in the center of the storm cut her in half.

Enduring the severe pain, Mo Zhan jumped with all his strength along the ghostly airflow.

Boom boom boom!

The vortex-shaped purple-black cyclone crazily smashed against the woman's scarred body, and swept her to the rocky ground more than ten meters away like a torn rag.

Ito Mozhan, whose whole body was dyed dark red, opened his mouth and spewed out a blood mist with a "poof", his vision turned dark immediately, and he turned his head and fainted.

With no hindrance in front of him, Chios had no intention of turning around and chasing after him, but went to where Petra and the others were...

"Comrades, back off!"

The members of Nautilus who were fighting with Yiyou's cadre suddenly heard Admiral Nemo's shout. Although they didn't immediately understand what was going on, they still left the battle one after another and moved aside.

blow!

The black ghostly tornado raged across the border, and the stones involved in it along the way were instantly smashed into pieces, and the stirred wind and sand stinged people's skin.

The four people who had just retreated from the path of the storm suddenly lost all blood on their faces as they watched this scene.

If they stayed there for half a second longer, I'm afraid the end would not be much better than those stones...

"Are you all right?"

The white-haired young man stopped in front of the Gravel Witch, holding a sword in his left hand to confront the nine Nautilus, and glanced at Petra from the corner of his eye.

"Concubine, concubine...it's okay, just a little tired..." Petra panted and shook her head.

"Your injury..."

Holding the golden scimitar, she walked half a step closer, looking worriedly at the wound on Chios' right clavicle.

Realizing that Petra wanted to use superpowers to heal himself, Chios quickly grabbed her hand to stop her intention.

"If you try to concentrate your mental strength, you will pass out..." Joan of Arc, whose silver hair was a little disheveled due to the fierce battle, watched the movements of Nemo and others, and cautiously moved to Petra's side.

"What a miscalculation, to be forced to this point by an enemy hiding in the dark."

Compared with the two witches who consumed a lot of mana and spirit in the battle, the situation of Oleander seems to be much better.

While observing the current battle situation, she took out a few test tubes from her sleeves with both hands, and whispered to Chios:

"Kajie, Roseanne, Watson, and Lizi have all received the news, and they will rush to support soon, and they will probably last for two or three minutes..."

I'm not done yet...

"No, it's not necessary."

Accompanied by these words, a crimson crimson light suddenly shone on the top of the mountain.

In the next second, a man in a retro British suit, holding a cane and a pipe in his hands, appeared from the radiance.

"Sorry I'm late."

Chapter 370: Scarlet Sherlock

Dispersed from the crimson light particles, the leader of the criminal association "Yiyou" walked out calmly.

"Good afternoon, Nautilus folks..."

An extremely well-pressed single-breasted striped suit and wing-collared white shirt, a snow-white decorative towel in the breast pocket, a silver eagle-headed walking stick in his hand, and gray-brown smoke slowly emitting from the antique pipe bowl, At first glance, it looks like an English gentleman out for a walk.

"How is the professor?"

Without any threatening-looking weapons at hand, the faces of Nautilus and the others were extremely dignified. Compared with the scene when the white-haired youth was wounded and counterattacked, it could be said to be even worse.

Even their Admiral Nemo.

The reasoning ability that has reached the realm of method and predictability, and the rich combat experience of more than a hundred years of hard work, even without any special physique or supernatural talent, these two alone can rank among the strongest in the world with a mortal body.

It would be fine if it was limited to the above two, after all, the means of combat were limited, and when encountering a very small number of unreasonable supernatural abilities, reasoning could not solve it.

The most standard ready-made case is Nemo's dimensional crystal...

There is no way to interfere with the operation of superpowers, no matter how diverse the attack moves are, they can only be absorbed and rebounded by her.

The problem is that this old detective who looks in his early twenties but is actually over a hundred years old just holds in his hand the puzzle that makes up for his only flaw...

Crimson bullet

The high-purity scarlet gold entrusted to Sherlock by the royal family of the British Empire opened the door to most superpowers for him. Combined with his own superior wisdom, as long as the superpowers related to sexkin can be replicated Improvements for his own use, even the skills that can only be performed by the full body Scarlet God are included.

Except for Professor Moriarty, who also carried out color research, Nemo couldn't think of anyone else who could rival the current Sherlock.

This is not a secret, especially for the senior personnel of the intelligence agencies of the five permanent member countries, it is completely common sense.

The teenage girls were struck by it purely for a simpler reason...

(He shouldn't be here at all!)

After recalling the information she learned from the professor before she left, she pursed her lips slightly to suppress her inner emotions, and gave a cold reply:

"The professor said that he never wants to see Sherlock again in this life."

"Well, I'm really hated..."

The old detective's wry smile was mixed with a trace of sigh, showing the overwhelming momentum when he was no longer on stage.

In the rear, Chios, who had just restrained his ghost energy and magic eyes, found a rock and sat down, saw Sherlock's reaction, and his face was a little weird.

Noticing the strange expression on the young man's face, Joan took a step closer and asked in a low voice:

"What's wrong?"

"nothing..."

(Why does it sound like a couple is at odds...) With such thoughts, Chios wouldn't say it in front of his superiors.

Seeing that the eyes of Petra and Oleander turned to him, the young man shook his head, took out a potion and drank it.

"Woo!"