Rise of the Investigator of the Elf

Surrounded by the six main elves, the Interpol police department with full strength quickly passed through the crowd and came to the comrades in arms to defend against the enemy together.

"strong!"

Good news came from the Arrow Eagle hovering in the sky. The number of deadpools and elves pouring into the warehouse like a tide has decreased significantly, which means that the inventory of personnel arranged by the cloaked man is in short supply.

The countdown overhead is only 14 minutes left.

Garrog, covered in blood, stood in front of the girl, reached out to remove the unknown object from the girl's mouth, and carefully untied her.

"Thank you, Gallogg."

Taking off the black cloth covering her eyes, the girl's beautiful blue eyes stared at the young man in front of her who gave her life to save her. The other party was willing to save her just because of a few encounters, which made this lonely girl feel infinite peace of mind and warmth. .

The girl who stood up from the wooden chair stepped forward and said words of gratitude, but was tripped by something unknown, and threw her whole body into the arms of the young man in front of her.

The goat standing on one side slowly retracted its right front hoof, looked back and forth between Garrog and Trova with red eyes, and nodded unconsciously.

I really paid too much for this family. Well, this hostess looks okay. Although her physique looks a bit weak, she is still very good as a tool for laying eggs.

The blood on the chest had turned red-purple. Gallog helped the panicked girl up. He didn't notice the shy eyes of the latter. He raised his head and shouted at the reliable boss who was willing to risk his life to help, "Senior, what shall we do next?"

The current situation made the calm Interpol inspection minister lose his senses. At this time, they were surrounded by the enemy's Deadpool in the center of the warehouse, and they couldn't escape the warehouse within the limited time of the explosion countdown.

"I have two options here."

Leaving the two young men safe, with a body-worn revolver in hand, Douglas pulled the trigger, and one of the enemy soldiers was instantly headshot.

He was unable to judge the number and specific location of the time bombs, and the Interpol police department was willing to hand over the final right of action to his competent subordinates.

"Number one, we stayed where we were, protected ourselves at the last second, and then resigned ourselves to fate."

There are only 8 minutes left in the countdown.

"I'll choose the second option!" Garrog's style of doing things has never been to sit still, and his choice made the corners of Douglas's mouth under the white beard slightly raised.

"Second," the slightly fat middle-aged man raised his right hand domineeringly, and the revolver spit out fire snakes, and every bullet fired in a row accurately hit the eyebrows of the enemy Deadpool.

The blood flower was accompanied by Douglas' heroic roar, "Kill! Let's kill!"

In the next second, a group of demons danced wildly.

More than a dozen elves are fully fired, and a knight squad temporarily formed with two mount goats and a wind speed dog launches a desperate charge, and cooperates with the long-range fire suppression of several flying elves such as Arrow Eagle, Wrestling Eagle, and Pink Butterfly. , under the protection of Bricaron, Heracross and Jiaga Ninja Frog, Garrog picked up Trova, and Douglas came behind, and the trapped beasts launched the final sprint.

Whether to rush out of the hunter's net and regain a new life, or perish with the crazy hunter.

Through the wide open window, the man in the cloak looked down at the actions of Garrog and the others. Without a sneer of disdain, he directly pressed the red button on the controller in his hand.

Who said that the red countdown must be the detonation time of the time bomb, and it is this calm madman who can really control the explosion of the bomb.

He looked down at the metal device with red dots flashing on his waist, that was what really corresponded to the countdown.

boom!

With the explosion, the bombs buried in the warehouse were detonated instantly, the inflammable materials in the warehouse instantly ignited a fire, and with the rising smoke, the fire extinguishing system was activated, and all kinds of messy things did not know It sprayed out from nowhere and covered everyone's faces. Trova, whose head was buried in Garrog's arms, was lucky to keep her pretty face.

"Damn, this guy is actually a sixth child!"

Garrog yelled at the shamelessness of the enemy leader, gritted his teeth, and sped up his pace a bit.

Soaked in water, the three flying elves had no choice but to land, and were taken back into the elf ball by the trainer, leaving only the marines still actively fighting.

In order to speed up the journey, at the suggestion of Douglas, the two directly got on their own goats, but they had to carry two human Garrogs on their backs to express that they were completely overloaded.

But for the happy life of the trainer, the lamb still tried his best and ran wildly.

Countdown, 5 minutes left.

The blazing tongue of flames spouted from the wind speed dog's mouth has already burned the thick alloy steel plate, and the raging flames wrapped the dog's whole body, and headed towards the last obstacle.

"Ow!"

The flame charge of the gymnasium-level fire-type elf failed to break through the barrier of the alloy steel plate, and the dog was hit by the reaction force and flew upside down beside the two goats on mounts. The first elf to be eliminated in this battle.

"Bricaron, Hammer Arm!"

"Heracross, close combat!"

The fighting energy of the two fighting elves surged, and they launched a fierce attack on the sturdy obstacle avoidance in front of them.

After the dull impact sound, the alloy steel plate remained motionless, which made the two of them sweat coldly.

"What kind of high technology is this?"

Douglas held his head, thinking whether he had been abandoned by the fast pace of modern society.

Because of the bombs detonated everywhere in the warehouse, countless dust fell from the ceiling above their heads. If this continues, even if they will not be directly killed by the bombs, they will be buried alive by various falling building materials. Even if they have the power of elves, They also have a hard time surviving.

"The time is almost here!"

Half-kneeling on the window sill, the black cloak moves without wind, and his withered body seems to fall from the sky at any time.

The elves are attacking the barrier in front of them that isolates them from the outside world with all their strength, and the dead servants behind them have brought the elves to the front, and Douglas is fighting them alone for the final battle.

Garrog's samurai sword was swung wildly by him, and the misfired revolver was smashed into one of them by Mr. Police Department.

Fine cracks appeared on the solid alloy steel plate, and all the elves focused their firepower to keep outputting, trying to widen the cracks.

The emergence of hope hadn't boosted the morale of Garrog and the others, and the scarlet countdown projected on the warehouse ceiling came to an end silently.

"Let everything end!"

The corner of the cloaked man's mouth raised a crazy arc, leaned forward, jumped from the window tens of meters high, and landed directly at the location of Garrog and others.

"Let's bury the young master together!"

"No, get down!"

The last loud roar of the cloaked man caught the attention of the three people below. Douglas stabbed the samurai sword into the chest of the person in front of him. When he realized the danger, he turned around and fell on the two people who were at a loss. He was attacking the wall It was too late for the elves in front of them to restore.

The scarlet countdown went to zero, and the time bomb strapped to the cloaked man's waist emitted terrifying energy fluctuations, and the entire warehouse was reduced to ruins with an explosion that resounded through the sky.

The field of vision was filled with white light from the explosion.