Illimitable Until Death

“Dah... dah... dah...”

On a dim corridor somewhat lacking in light, a clear and audible footstep sounded in rhythm, allowing echoes to diffuse around.

Walked down this corridor with Joan, looking around and making a noise without asking.

“While it is unlikely that there will be patrol guards because all of them are Superman relationships, until now no one has been seen, and if I hadn't given up my lurking, wouldn't this be too good for us? ”

“This is true for strategic and tactical purposes.” JOAN didn't even come back, he just said in a provocative tone: "But, as you said, the Y-Phantom is all Superman, no fool would choose to sneak in here, you're definitely the first person to do that, so if people here knew about this, they wouldn't be ashamed, they'd be amused. ”

“Being Superman means being weird.” With a smile on his face, he continued to ask: "So where are the interesting people? ”

“Don't worry, you'll see him soon.” JOAN glanced at the square and said: "If you want to escape, you may have a chance to escape now. At least, I can't keep up with your terrible speed, and I can't stop you. ”

“Unfortunately, now that I'm here, there's no way to escape until I get there.” She shrugged her shoulders and said, "Miss Joan, you can continue to lead the way. ”

“Little Miss...” Joan blushed again because of the word. She took a deep breath in a hurry, so she calmly said: “Just be strong now. ”

During the conversation, under the leadership of JOAN, it came to the end of this corridor.

With a glimmer of light ahead, his eyes narrowed slightly in front of him until he walked out of the corridor and found himself in an extremely spacious hall.

It's a stadium-like lobby.

The lobby is circular.

There are no audience seats around, but there are corridors on the second floor.

The footsteps in the square have stopped.

Because the square clearly sees it.

On the corridor on the second floor, a figure of a road stood there unknowingly, looking down at the lobby below and focusing his eyes on the square.

“ ———— ”

At this moment, an atmosphere of unprecedented terror spread through the air.

JOAN has left without realizing it.

There's only one person left in the hall.

And those eyes that concentrated on the square were curiosity, exploration, examination and weighing, as if the square were a mouse, uncontrollably unfolded the observation.

But in addition to these eyes, there is also a part of the person who casts his eyes in the direction that carries a bitter, skin killing breath.

And that's how terror in the air comes about.

Undoubtedly, at this moment, the square was used as a prey.

Even if you don't think about it, all the people in the corridor are members of the Yi-Phantom.

All of these members with the ability to call themselves Superman come together, concentrating their sights on one person, and the degree of oppression they can bring, which is something that you can think of with your knees.

If someone else were to face these Supermen, right now, just because they can't move, they're all covered in cold sweat, right?

Those who can ignore this sense of terror have certainly never appeared before.

At this moment, however, it appears.

Very simply ignoring the murderous breath in the air, he also relied on the information provided by Riko to identify the real identity of a superman here when others focused their gaze on him without any hesitation.

Until I saw someone.

“Jinji?” I couldn't help but be surprised.

In a corner of the corridor on the second floor, the man with the gaze of the square, Heron, is Jinji the Far Mountain.

Seeing that Jinji Far Mountain revealed a helpless bitter smile across the street, he didn't say anything and stood there quietly.

Next to it is a beautiful girl who looks like she's coming out of someone else's dreams.

It's Kanai Far Mountain.

Seeing here, Fong finally understood.

Understood why Far Mountain Jinji was here.

As Riko said, some of the world's best martial arts detectives who think they're dead have actually been kidnapped to Yi-Phuong and joined here.

Apparently Kanai is one of them.

It's just that Far Mountain Canai doesn't really want to join Yi-Phuong.

Otherwise, Far Mountain Canai would not want to kill Arya.

Yaria certainly has some relationship with the head of the Yi-Phuong.

In order to keep Aria out of contact with Yi-Chao, Far Mountain Kanai would want to kill Aria.

Hence, Far Mountain Kanai and Far Mountain Kinji have always used the word "righteous" in response to the assassination of Yaria.

However, the appearance of the square made things change.

Far Mountain Kinji will act with Far Mountain Kanai, and certainly because he knows that.

“Then let me take a look...”

“Who the hell is the famous leader of Yi-Pyu...”

The square pointed its eyes forward.

There, there's an entrance.

I've heard it.

A footsteps, approaching this way.

And as the sound of this footstep gets closer and closer, the voice of its owner comes out.

“Although there are some slight deviations, as I reasoned, you came here smoothly, Fong Lijun. ”

Along with the sound of such a sentence, a figure slowly walked in from the entrance in front and printed the curtain in the square.

“ ———— ”

When you see the whole person, even in the square, dark eyes, a pair of pupils shrink, gradually shrinking to the size of a needle tip.

A handsome man walked through the front entrance.

He was wearing a coat.

He had a detective hat on his head.

With a pipe in his mouth.

Wise light shines in your eyes.

There's no way you don't know this man.

It was more than an hour ago that we saw each other's photographs in Arya's weapons detection manual.

“Sherlock... Holmes...”

Active on stage more than 100 years ago in British history, it is known as the world's most famous detective of martial arts ancestors.

Arya's great-grandfather.

Yes, it is.

The head of the Y-Phantom, known as the existence of the professor, is Sherlock Holmes.

“Me, I've been waiting a long time for this day. ”

A detective named Sherlock revealed a handsome smile, so declared.

“Today is the day to open a new page in history. ”