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Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters showdown

"Will we also have high-tech equipment in the future?" the soldier with a London accent asked.

He looked down at the rifle in his hand, and then at the bolter in the sisterhood's hand, and suddenly felt greedy. Compared to other SAS members who were still worried, Davis looked much more relaxed, immortal

The city has already investigated his background. He likes rock music, beer and football, and is an old acquaintance of Hunter from Coulson's team in S.H.I.E.L.D. He is the only soldier sold by Mycroft who has no family.

He is also the youngest and most impetuous member of the team. He likes big banging guns, and the bolt rifles carried by the Sisterhood are obviously very suitable for him. He saw the scene of bolt rifles shattering concrete and vampire human structures.

After that, I kept looking for opportunities to get the bolt gun to play with.

For a soldier, there is nothing more precious than a reliable weapon that can crush the enemy on the battlefield. Even if he is a special service member, the British government does not pay much attention to SAS weapons and equipment. It seems because of this

Due to the special nature of this operation, the weapons distributed to this team by the army were not very good. The L85A1 rifle in his hand was much inferior to other types of rifles of the same era, let alone more advanced, more violent, and more brutal explosives.

After all, the original intention of the bolt gun is to crush the protection of aliens, black magic creatures and even extra-dimensional creatures. Its effect on the human body is purely overkill. For those with thin blood and severe degradation, they almost become ghouls.

The same is true for vampires. Their skeletons are completely unable to withstand such horrific damage and are easily blown into two pieces.

From the moment they got the weapons and equipment, they knew they had been abandoned and that the people above were going to send them to their deaths.

The Immortal City now has no time to process the vampire's biomass and can only use a flamethrower to roughly burn it.

The sisterhood had no time to stop. They needed to cooperate with the mystics of Karma Taj to encircle and suppress the monsters that fled to the city. According to some speculations by some of the mystics of Karma Taj who had nothing to do later, the Thames River would be extremely dangerous in the future.

There may be some vampire monster fish with fangs that actively attack humans. Just like Salomon carefully handles alchemical waste, magical substances may cause certain sewer creatures to produce abnormal

Natural mutation, maybe those mutated substances will die out, but the worse possibility is that those mutated substances will enter the ecosystem and cause some human beings to mutate - but this is not bad news, mutated genomes with the power of black magic

It will gradually subside. As long as the mutated substances do not accumulate too much during this process, it is not a bad thing to have some particularly beautiful, powerful, long-lived humans with magical talents.

When the pink-white sunlight rises from behind the dark shadow of the city, the mission of Kama Taj and the Immortal City comes to an end.

Mycroft Holmes washed up and prepared to go to work. He sat on a soft chair in the study all night and made phone calls, learning about the situation through his subordinates. It was not until he received a call from Salomon at dawn that he completely relaxed.

Even though he had not slept all night, there was no sign of fatigue on his face - according to the agreement, he must use his own strength to pass the proposal to repair London's urban sewers. But the cabinet secretary is just a humble social instrument.

Used to embody the Prime Minister's thoughts, this great proposal must be proposed by the Prime Minister himself.

Sherlock Holmes was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. John Watson, who lived with him, quickly got up and opened the door. However, the person who knocked on the door was not the person Watson expected. They had been waiting for Mycroft's call all night.

Telephone. Sherlock Holmes knows what happened in London last night. He is just an ordinary criminal case consultant and has no ability to participate. In order to solve the mystery, he had to seek help from Mycroft, but the situation took a turn for the worse.

, he and Watson experienced a thrilling sewer adventure. As far as he knew, a special service team was dispatched last night.

"I knew you would come." When Salomon walked into this small but warm living room wearing a power armor full of mud and blood, Sherlock Holmes had already been waiting here. The mystic held a bag in one hand.

A bolt rifle, a sword in one hand, and the strong smell of blood covered up the smell of air freshener and piles of books in the room.

"Tell me what those creatures are."

"It's another world." Salomon stuffed the bolt rifle with wet mud spots into John Watson's arms. The retired military doctor seemed to be holding something extremely heavy, with an incredible expression. "According to the original

Plan, you should not go deep into it, but wander around the periphery. That is already an extremely dangerous behavior for you, and the prize I prepared for you is safer." He sat down regardless of the filth on his body.

He sat on the soft chair, and the heavy power armor and weight made the soft chair squeak under its weight, "But Mycroft messed up everything, so your test is cancelled."

"You haven't answered my question yet, Mr. Damonette. I already knew that the victim was not your relative at all. Why did you come to me?"

"Those things you see are real, and they are what my organization and I hunt all year round. There are many creatures similar to those monsters. Elinor's murder is just one of the cases that my organization has dealt with in the past thousand years.

One thing. When I was a teenager, I personally hunted down all the monsters that roamed a small town, but there were just too many monsters in the sewers of London." Salomon watched as John Watson carefully lifted the heavy

The bolt rifle was placed outside the carpet, "Originally we had time to clean up slowly, but the prize I prepared for you and the news Mycroft released completely angered them. They probably didn't expect that there would be humans more ferocious than vampires.

so--"

"Vampire? So Count Dracula is also real?" Watson raised his eyebrows, "So you are Van Helsing?"

"This is not the time to discuss this, Watson. Could you get us a cup of tea? Please go on, Mr. Damonette."

"——So... in short, there is another world under the water of this world, Sherlock Holmes. I am trying to let you contact that world so that your wisdom can be used in a wider world." Salomon said

, "I believe you will be interested. After all, there are so many unsolved mysteries in the other world."

"why me?"

"Because you have talent."

"That's not enough." Sherlock Holmes shook his head, "that's not enough to be your motive."

"Because you are very suitable." Salomon said, "I need you to compete for a position, and there is another candidate for this position. I can't tell you more about the selection mechanism for that position, but you just need to put it

Just think of it as some kind of exam. You are one of the candidates for that position. Before you take the exam, I need you to understand the commandments of another world, so as not to kill more people after you get the position. Another candidate

The candidate is arrogant. Although you also have this problem, you have a sense of social responsibility... I know some people will say that you have an antisocial personality, but this is nothing. Your problem is uncontrollable curiosity, Ally

No's case is prepared to correct your curiosity, Sherlock Holmes."


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