Operation Red Book

Holmes' shirt was soaked with cold sweat without him noticing.

He didn't dare to move, for fear that he would miss this hard-earned movement if he misjudged it.

So he only dared to blink once.

In just a blink of an eye, the black shadow disappeared.

Not only the huge body, but also the clear sounds disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"Fxxk! What happened!"

Holmes gave a loud cry of astonishment, rubbed his sore eyes with two fingers, and stood up suddenly.

But it was this action of standing up that finally made him understand why...

The monster was now standing motionless behind him, without any breath or sound.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha…”

The disgusting laughter seemed to come from the depths of hell.

"Finally I found you. The accomplices of the traitor must be killed..."

The sound rising from the flames rang in his ears, like a hammer raised high and hitting Holmes' heart hard.

"Shit!"

Holmes gritted his teeth, turned quickly and raised the gun in his hand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He fired several shots in a row, almost to vent his anger.

The pungent smell of gunpowder spread everywhere, but the dark shadow behind him disappeared again.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit..."

Holmes gritted his teeth and shook the pistol, which was already empty of bullets.

But the dark shadow behind him disappeared again.

Holmes' lips trembled, his eyes widened, and he looked around alertly in all directions.

After searching for the boss for a long time, the black shadow seemed to have disappeared, and there was no sign of escape.

But it was certainly nearby; Holmes could sense it.

The chill that seeped into the skin, the shiver that went straight from the back to the back of the head, and the hairs that stood up all confirmed this scary intuition.

Holmes cocked his pistol again, quickly replaced the empty magazine, and took several breaths with his eyes closed.

The tinnitus that confused his brain blocked out the air around him. Holmes forced himself to calm down and followed the strong feeling to explore step by step.

Then, as if sensing something, he suddenly raised his head.

Now, he saw the monster clearly, right in front of him, only 1 centimeter away...

"Snapped!"

At the same time, the pistol was knocked away by a black afterimage, and his body slowly fell backwards.

"Shit!"

Holmes raised his head and cursed silently...

The scene before my eyes seemed to slow down several times, advancing forward frame by frame.

There were endless white mists floating in the sky.

Such a beautiful scenery is very touching.

But in the blink of an eye, the monster appeared in Holmes' sight again.

In its hand was a long sword made of blue and white lightning, the tip of the sword pointed at Holmes' throat.

"you you……"

It was not until he fell flat on his face that he began to feel an unbearable pain in his chin.

"Why do you hit me on the chin when you hit others...you are all jealous of my perfect jawline..."

Holmes curled up his body, and a small red footprint was clearly visible on his swollen chin.

"Hey! Who are you! What are you! Have you seen those two kids! Do you fucking know me? You're going to kill me! Fxxk!"

"The one in front of you is the great Lord Jasper..."

"Who are you? I've never heard of you! Do I have to know you? You goat-horned monster... goat-horned... goat-horned monster..."

Holmes finally reacted at the last moment. His eyes widened in disbelief and he lowered his voice.

"You are a demon..."

"Tsk! It's so noisy!"

Jasper suddenly raised his voice, fierce anger mixed with strong murderous intent rolling and leaping in his pale eyeballs.

He stepped on Holmes' chest and raised the crackling lightning sword high in his right hand.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing! Uh-huh-"

Holmes began to swing violently like a maggot with its tail stepped on, but unfortunately the devil was extremely strong. Even though Holmes had the strength of an ox, he could only lie down under the small leather shoe that reflected the oily shine.

The pistol had long disappeared, and Holmes had really become a sardine on the chopping board, anxiously waiting for the sharp machete to fall on his neck.

Either he dies here today... or someone saves him...

There was a sudden flash of blue-white light before his eyes, and Holmes turned his head away, gasping for breath.

"Zi la la-"

“Hoo…Hoo…Hoo…Ha…”

The piercing sound of the electric current was still lingering in his ears, but Holmes' throat did not hurt.

He panted, his Adam's apple trembling, and opened his eyes hesitantly and at a loss.

A young man in blue stood in front of him, confronting Jasper.

He had seen that figure from behind. It was the young master of the Emerson family, the famous slut, and also the goat-horned devil who had kidnapped Ivy when he wasn't paying attention.

Subconsciously, he made a loud "tsk" sound in his heart, and then he noticed the two figures behind him, who were already neatly positioned in the carriage.

The two people that Holmes had been waiting for a day and a night finally appeared just before dawn.

However, these two really came out sideways, each one more dusty and dirty than the other, and each one more dying than the other...

"Take them away, they are seriously injured and are dying..."

"I know it without you having to tell me!"

Holmes interrupted Dorian's plea impatiently.

He saw the opportunity and pushed forward with all his strength.

At this moment, he changed his previous anxiety and hesitation, and calmly and quickly stuffed Joshua and Ivy into the deeper part of the carriage.

Then he turned around quickly and sat steadily in the driving seat of the carriage.

Holmes suddenly pulled the reins and was about to drive away.

But at the moment he turned around, the scene of the two demons confronting each other caught his attention like an iron nail.

Dorian grabbed Jasper's lightning sword tightly, and Jasper stretched out his other empty hand and tightly grasped Dorian's throat.

A person emitting blue and white electric light all over his body, with thick pitch-black smoke rising from his back.

One was covered in green flames, burning from horns to feet like a bonfire.

The strength of the goat-horned demons is equally divided, and it is difficult to tell who is winning and who is losing in this battle.

But what Holmes really saw was that Dorian's right hand had half of its skin burned off by lightning.

"No one is allowed to leave!" Jasper roared.

"Hurry up, get out of here!"

Dorian endured the lightning attack and shouted loudly in the direction of the carriage.

"how about you!"

' Holmes asked in a high voice, frowning and panting.

"Don't worry about me, take them away! Go!"

"Roar--"

Under the urging of the roars of wild beasts, Jasper was the first to explode.

He transformed again into a huge demon form, and his appearance was exactly the same as described in the Bible.