Super Detective in the Fictional World

Killed Aretha's second body, and the other monsters blew away.

Of course Luke won't do it. He chases them and blows them up.

These monsters don't have experience points, but it's another experiment that he wants to make sure of.

As a result, dozens of them were killed, and he was able to fly back under enormous pressure.

Nor did Luke pursue the little monsters, but turned to the church not far behind him.

Boom!

After a loud bang, a huge figure emerged from the church: "A soul full of killing, it's delicious. ”

Luke squeezed his eyes and pressed the launch button at will.

Nutrition! Nutrition!

A chain of fires swept over this huge figure.

But there was no hiding, just standing up slowly.

The bullet hit its knee and collapsed directly into pieces.

“Useless, sinner, your destructive desire will only make me stronger.” The giant figure said, stepping forward and stepping out of the ruins of the church.

At this point, its five-meter tall body appeared entirely in front of Luke.

The monster has a head like a goat, and the two long pointed corners are all composed of goosebumps.

Skinny upper body and arms look a bit like men, but the pectoralis major is typically female, with empty chest areas, only one spine joining the hip, then the lean lower limbs.

Besides that, there's a pair behind it... um, chicken wings?

Though this is not very accurate, Luke really feels like lifting chicken wings.

Angel wings, manta wings, and butterfly wings in general cosplay are more spiritual than they are, at least not in the form of this semi-folished pair.

The only place this pair of half-flowered chicken wings have a beep, probably a dark black distortion symbol on their hairless wings, swimming like a living creature.

Luke threw up with those chicken wings, but his heart solemnly rose.

He is the four demons who kicked the ground, punched the generations of demon knights, Kryptonite Gold Clothes Demon Road someone.

Demonology, he made ten small pieces of it, and one of them was a big man named Murphysto.

Just looking at the symbols, Luke knew he had a "big deal” this time.

But the shape of this sheephead demon is Buffoon, but that's not how it's written on its wings.

It's nothing to ignore ordinary human beings with their images, and it's not exactly similar anyway.

But if you want to use Baffle's name, the first one who wants to kill this guy is Baffle.

It is not even clear to Mephisto as to whether or not Bafu is an incarnation of Satan, only that Bafu is absolutely an incarnation of a horror.

This is just like Murphysto once secretly pretended to be the goddess of destiny and sent the fabric machine of destiny.

The appearance is a little bit like that, the language is a little obscure, so long as you don't falsify the divine name directly, that stupid human being misunderstands himself, and it has nothing to do with him, let alone let anyone find evidence.

And this “Baffle" in front of you, looking at the title on its chicken wings, should belong to the rank of leader.

Its position in Hell is similar to that of a general under the Black Heart Demon, but it is far more powerful than the Four Demons.

The Four Demons just smuggle to Earth's shrimp rice, go back to hell, and they all get beaten to meat sauce by the guy in front of them.

Now, Luke is actually a little lost.

He can barely get the power of this hellish evil spirit, and he can have more knowledge at most.

But this middle and lower evil spirits, with no higher knowledge than Mephisto, can add up to a little detail.

That's what you get from this guy, only experience points.

But Luke has spent nearly 10,000 faith points plus thousands of points.

Kill this guy or hit him hard, he must have to spend more points. It's really not easy to think back this time.

As his brain switched, Luke freely put Gatlin behind the cape and put it in storage.

The mass killer is of little use to this Boss Evil Spirit.

Luckily, Luke prefers single-handedly.

When his hand came out of the cape, he pulled out a pair of revolvers and pointed at the approaching horn demon just a few shots in a row.

Armor piercing, blasting, burning, all in one breath.

This is of course a round of bullets, not a single shot.

The legendary armour-piercing blast burns in one piece, which is also a shell, not a bullet.

This time it finally had a little effect, the armor piercing bomb continued to fly, the blast slightly stalled the horn demon, and the incendiary bomb succeeded in adding a fire to its knee.

This motion made the horn demon look down and make a low laugh: "You attacked me with fire? ”

Between the words, it suddenly raised a flame: "Look, this is the brightest fire of hell. ”

And then the Horn Devil seemed a little impatient: "Your soul, it is cursed by countless evil spirits. Let me see if it's holy purity or great evil. ”

As he said, he cut the wound on his wrist with his sharp fingernails and quickly outlined a symbol in the air in front of him.

Luke Mermer plugged the revolver back in, pulled out an electromagnetic sniper rifle behind the cape, and pulled the trigger against the sheep's eyebrow.

Shizuku!

With a loud noise, the bullet instantly hit the sheep's head and a white ash burst out on it.

The sheep were also beaten high.

Shizuku!

The second bullet struck the jaw it lifted and another white ash scattered.

The tall body of the Horn Demon is swept backwards by immense force.

Shizuku!

The third bullet, Luke, had risen and stood high, next time hitting the sheep in the jaw.

Shizuku!

The fourth shot, the horn demon burst down.

Shizuku!

“Enough!” The Horn Demon finally gave up his spell and one hand blocked his mandible: “I am a“ god ”...”

It's got three EMR rounds in its jaw, and there's already a pit, and the skeletal tortoise around the pit looks like it's about to break.

Luke doesn't move, keep pulling the trigger.

Shizuku!

Golden light suddenly appeared on the bullet, pulling it to a small arc, bypassing the horn demon's palm and hitting it again in its mandibular pit.

Bang! An unusually crisp crack of bone is emitted.

“WOOOOOO ~” The horn demon screamed, feeling like he had a burnt steel needle in his chin, the lower half of his truncated head was a little woody.

His tongue also began to fail to heed the call, which was supposed to turn into a fuzzy whimper.

But the devil is not Aretha, after all, and it reacts much faster.

Just momentarily, it completely changed the rules around the body.

The next bullet, struggling for a moment in front of its chin hole, finally dropped powerlessly.

Luke's face remained the same, suddenly retrieving the electromagnetic sniper rifle and pulling out a 20mm machine gun from under the cape.

Since this guy stood here and got beat up, he wouldn't have to be polite.

As for how to pull out a 20mm machine gun under the cape, that's the only question they need to consider.

Boom! Boom!

A dull machine gun sounded and instantly the chain of fire approached the horn demon's head, still aiming at the hole in its jaw.