Chapter 42 The Hateful Detective

The gray-white color streaked through the air, and the sharp bone claws tore through the quilt, attacking the sleeping body under the quilt!

But the touch of the sharp claw blade was crisp, not like soft flesh, but like some kind of wooden creation.

The broken brain was not enough to support the possessed creature to think deeply. This was its second time to step into the waking world, and it was still ignorant of many things.

The moment it retracted its bone claws, a dazzling and hot light burst out, and the cotton wool fluttering like snowflakes burned into ashes, and the powerful impact pushed the sharp metal fragments to spread in all directions.

The orange-red flames also illuminated its face in an instant. It was a rotten body covered with scars as pale as ice and snow. It should have been fat not long ago, but now it looked abnormally thin, with excess loose skin piled up and drooping.

But if Watson was present at this moment, he would recognize this strange body with empty eyes as Elson who had died in his hands long ago!

The high temperature ignited Elson, and the silence of the inner winter phase could not stop the explosion of modern industry. The surface of the body crackled like glass, and the broken flesh residue burned and splashed.

And it also fell out of the window under this surging impact, falling on the street like a burning sack, with dozens of metal spikes on its front like a hedgehog.

The explosion woke up the sleeping Baker Street, and the dark street suddenly became bright. The neighbors shouted in horror, what's going on? ! ! What explosion happened? ! ! Is the enemy attacking? ! ! ! !

Such a close-range explosion caused a lot of damage to the resurrected Elson. When it fell on the street, some flesh and blood like melted ice fell from the surface of its body.

But although it now maintains the appearance of a human, it is already considered another life inside, and its thinking has not been lost due to the impact of the shock.

It always remembered the teachings of the summoner, or was forced to remember them because of the ritual - if the target could not be solved in a short time, leave the scene immediately, do not attract the attention of other mortals other than the target, hide under the river with heavy objects, and return the next night!

Before those mortals went out to check, it jumped up in an unreasonable way, and shook off a lot of blood and flesh.

It ran on all fours, just like in the woods in the past, as light as a cat, as fast as a leopard, and moved cleverly in the shadows. Although the broken bones inside this rotten body wanted to make a creaking scream, they were all hidden by the winter and the footsteps.

But it did not notice that a faint stone green light was lit on the top of a tall building 800 yards away.

Bang——

The hungry bullet burst out from the tiny sparks. The slender hexagonal bullet penetrated the thick black smoke and rushed rapidly in a spiral rotation, making a piercing scream, leaving a fleeting airflow track in the air that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

The blunt bullet hit the ribs of Elson, who was running like a beast, fiercely, and a ray of sparks suddenly burst out, colliding with a strange sound that sounded like both metal and iron clashing and ice breaking.

It immediately lost its balance and fell to the ground, rolling several times before stabilizing its body. Its deep wound that could be seen to the bone did not flow out normal blood.

Only some gray-white bone fragments mixed with dark red blood clots dripped from its chest, raising a faint chill.

It was shocked and suspicious, and it rolled over to the side, grabbing the ground with its limbs like a beast. It looked around, of course not with empty eyeballs, but with a higher level of vision that mortals could hardly understand.

But it could only sense a few warm figures in the houses on both sides. They were just mortals who were panicked by the explosion... They did not find the target of the cup moth in the brain mentioned by the summoner.

Where is the enemy?

How did the enemy attack me?

It could feel the hot temperature of the remaining metal fragments in its body, which seemed to be the creation of the forger and the attack of the blade, but there was no real power in it.

Is this the musket mentioned by the summoner? The weapon of the secular mortals?

Bang——

Another moment of fire lit up from afar. This time Elson was already on guard, but even though it had tried its best to dodge the moment it saw the flash of fire, it slapped the ground with its palms and feet, twisted its body, and tilted its head to avoid the metal attacking its head.

But the annoying secular weapon still hit its shoulder, and the bones there seemed to be broken into a tiny gap, which was filled with fragments of secular metal.

Such injuries would have been extremely serious when this body was alive, but it is no different for it now. Its actions do not rely on the support of nerves and muscles.

Elson let out a hissing roar, which was naturally a sound that mortals could not hear.

It suddenly increased its speed and flew out like a dark ghost. It recalled the teachings of the summoner and hid its body behind hard objects - worldly weapons could not penetrate these obstacles to cause damage to it.

But the enemy in the distance was really cunning. Those annoying thin metals always attacked it from unexpected places, attacking it every time it thought the attack had stopped and it could move.

It moved forward at the cost of injury, and the black river reflecting the light of the street lights was now in sight!

According to the instructions of the summoner, it knew that it should quickly dive into the river at this time.

But its low intelligence makes it unable to weigh the specific gains and losses. Its nature of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune tells it that it should wait quietly to test the enemy's attack pattern at this moment, set off in the gap between offensives, and drag its broken body to escape to the bottom of the water - —Because there is nothing on the way to the river, there is no place to hide!

But the summoner's orders have always overridden the summoned object's thoughts, and it is not one of those powerful undead souls that pass through the white door. Its mind can hardly break free from the shackles of the summoner's orders.

It moved involuntarily, pushing its feet on the ground and leaping forward with its arms, just like it had done before.

The sharp roar of the enemy's weapon did not sound, and it felt lucky. Sure enough, it should faithfully follow the summoner's instructions... But why did its compatriots in the forest always tell itself that mortals should not be trusted.

It crossed the street, stepped into the open space next to the river, and jumped into the range of the only streetlight on the edge of the river embankment.

Bang bang bang——

Three roars of gunpowder sounded in succession, almost only less than a second apart from each other, pouring onto Elson's body without reservation.

The first blow hit its neck, further tearing and expanding the newly added injury. All the flesh and blood on the back of the neck had been peeled off, revealing the first two gray cervical vertebrae.

The second blow hit its neck again. The blunt and long metal was embedded in the gap between the first cervical vertebrae and the second cervical vertebrae.

Due to its struggle, the third blow failed to hit the cervical vertebrae. It only hit the old wound on the shoulder again, and all the bones inside seemed to have been shattered.

It fell to the ground under the continuous impact. When it struggled to get up, there was another bang. This time it hit its cervical vertebrae with unusual precision. The metal sank deeply into the gap between the cervical vertebrae, but it still failed to break it. Bone breaking blessed by the power of winter phase and blade phase.

If the injuries along the way were piled up on mortals, they would have been enough to kill living beings several times. But for Elson, who was already dead, this was just a minor injury that slightly affected the action of controlling the body and could not stop it at all. Climb slowly but surely towards the river.

According to the enemy's habits recorded along the way, this enemy's weapon needs to rest for a while after every two attacks. Although it is not known why it can launch four consecutive attacks this time, it must have reached its limit and can no longer stop itself. Dive to the bottom of the river.

The ceased roar of the weapons at this moment proved exactly what it had in mind.

It thought in its heart that when it returns, it will let the summoner use invisible techniques to repair this broken body. When it returns again, it will become even more powerful!

However, the last two gunshots sounded, and the earthly weapons almost completely broke its cervical vertebrae, and its head drooped feebly.

Even though it has gotten rid of the restrictions of the physical nerves, it is inevitably affected obviously, and the movements of the body begin to become sluggish... but the river is already in front of it!

At this time, there was a burst of rapid and panicked footsteps nearby. In its perception, it was just a group of orange-red figures, just mortals in the waking world.

This makes it feel at ease when it rarely feels thrilling and nervous... The compatriots in the forest are right. The waking world is indeed an extremely interesting place, which can make the mood ups and downs.

It sensed that the mortal had stopped not far away, and his emotions seemed to be violently turbulent. Perhaps that was the fear, uneasiness, and hesitation unique to mortals.

It ignored it and continued to control its broken body as it stumbled towards the cold and comfortable river.

But the fluctuation of the mortal's thoughts suddenly calmed down, and it sensed some emotion as hot as fire, which seemed to contain the meaning of destruction... and the earthly weapons raised by the mortal!

No... it roared silently with all its strength, and the aura that was cold enough to paralyze the mind spread outwards, but it was unable to affect the figure attached to it like burning flames at all.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

Several earthly weapons pierced its body, and two of them hit its neck quite coincidentally. The cervical vertebrae were completely broken and the head rolled down.

It was still insisting on manipulating the headless body to remove the fallen head, and then it felt that the annoying mortal that it hated was slowly approaching here, and the pair of feet that exuded a strong mortal aura were heading towards it. Come on.

A size 43 foot wrapped in a Scotland Yard standard leather boot stepped hard on the head that was rolling around, holding it firmly in place.

The owner of the leather boots aimed at the mouth that was constantly opening and closing but making no sound under his feet, and pulled the trigger frantically. All the freshly loaded bullets poured out, turning the terrifying-looking head into a hornet's nest that could no longer move. , blood and flesh like ice splattered all over the ground.

The police officer who rushed over because he heard the unusual noise gasped for air, fear and panic seeming to be expelled from his body as he exhaled.

After he calmed down, he couldn't help but be surprised and said:

"Oh my God! What kind of monster is this?"

He made the sign of the cross on his chest with lingering fear and murmured: "This is definitely the weirdest night patrol that Douglas has ever experienced in his life!"