Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

"Let him go, you bloody monster."

Watson staggered forward from another street.

His situation was not much better than Sherlock's.

The cane was broken by the enemy with brute force when the battle started.

The opponent also grabbed Watson and threw him like a sandbag.

At that moment, I don't know how many bones he broke.

Now that he was able to get up again, it was entirely because of the persistent thought of protecting his friend that he dragged his disabled body towards the terrifying monster.

To be honest, such courage is really admirable.

There are a few people in this world who will rush to a monster that might kill them for their friends.

Watson did it.

Even if the opponent is a frightening legendary demon, he will not have the slightest fear.

For his best friend, Sherlock.

Watson's eyes were burning with anger, and his face was flushed.

He is not a fool.

After yelling, he began to chant the spell of exorcism.

He had studied at the wizarding academy for a while, mastered some self-defense witchcraft, and was able to fight against these demons who became powerful by absorbing people's pain and despair.

A decent profession in this world basically requires knowledge of witchcraft.

The most basic education involves demons, gods, witchcraft and the like.

Children know that the sky is round and the world is supported by giant tortoises and four elephants.

Anyone who says that the earth is round and people stand on a sphere without common sense will be laughed at.

Every world is carried by giant turtles.

Without the giant tortoise, do you still expect an inexplicable force in this universe to push this world to move?

Isn't that ridiculous, nonsense?

Only a fool would think that the world is round, and that the world is not carried by giant tortoises and giant statues.

Watson's courage is admirable, and his speed is even more amazing.

Cherubelle is still immersed in this brilliant conspiracy.

He seduced the poor man who had lost his love.

Let the other party slaughter the city established by the Mormon organization.

Through some special rituals, the gods believed by the Mormons were devoured.

Devour the essence of the opponent and the souls of all believers.

It was a crazy feast, making him even more powerful and terrifying.

He will slowly gather strength.

Waiting for the decline of that damned empire.

At that time, it will be his time for revenge.

That fool Guilliman will be captured by him, and thrown into eternal purgatory to suffer all imaginable tortures.

That idiot would kneel at Cherubelle's feet, kiss his toes, and beg for forgiveness and mercy.

Sherlock's investigation during this period and the wisdom he displayed gave Cherubelle an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It's very similar to the scene where Vinsenhorn hunted him down.

Thinking of the name Vinsenhorn, Cherubelle became inexplicably angry.

As long as I meet that bastard, I will definitely be unlucky, and I will fail in everything I do.

It was like fate playing a joke on him.

it's good now.

I have escaped from that damned universe, far away from Guilliman, far away from Vinsenhorn, and I am free, forever free.

Never meet those goddam bastards again.

I can happily enjoy how to fool these fools, cheat their souls, and let them struggle in pain and despair.

How wonderful.

Hearing the roar, he turned his head to look in disdain.

Before he realized what happened, he felt as if he had been hit by an out-of-control bison, and flew out directly.

It was Watson who bumped into him.

He let the power of witchcraft shroud himself, and then slammed into the opponent, knocking him into the air.

The guy named Cherubel was knocked out and rolled on the ground in embarrassment.

The devil is only using the body of a mortal to act, and it cannot exert its infinite power.

Relying on the strength of a mortal, he was still able to repel the opponent.

Shrewd Sherlock seized the opportunity to get up.

Without hesitation, he rushed to his friend Watson, and when he grabbed the other's arm, he crushed a weird wizard talisman.

A howling whirlwind enveloped them.

Dazzling colors burst from the whirlwind.

When Cherubel rushed over, the two had disappeared without a trace.

Only the slowly drifting whirlwind and dazzling colors.

"Damn it!!" Cherubel roared into the empty air, "Sherlock, you can't escape, your soul belongs to me."

"Filth." A soft scold came.

There was the rustling of the cloak in the air.

In those low buildings, in those dark streets, there are wizards in every corner.

They wear their signature hoods and cover their faces.

Pairs of eyes are fixed on the demon who committed a great crime in the fog city.

The Mormon groans still echoed in the air.

The Avengers did not let them die easily, but made them suffer and suffer.

They were chained to sharp crosses and tortured and tormented.

Cherubel turned his gaze to the wizards who came, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a cruel and cold smile.

Tonight is bound to be another fun night.

Screaming souls and sweet blood will be the most effective spices for a dull life.

"Mortals, feel the terror of Cherubelle."

Voices full of malice and hatred echoed in the air.

It's like the sound made when the death scythe is swung.

Watson and Sherlock helped each other back to their rented house.

It was a house on Baker Street in the southern district of Wudu, a few miles away from the scene of the incident just now.

Sherlock uses a very precious amulet.

That thing was a gift he got for helping Wudu Wizard Academy solve a theft case.

It is said to have been created by Merlin, the most powerful wizard today.

Being able to teleport the user without a trace, no matter how clever the hunter is, it is impossible to find the user by following the traces of the teleportation.

Although the distance of a few miles is not far, it is enough to avoid the monster's temporary pursuit.

And the other party may not have time to hunt them down.

Such a bad sacrificial event happened in the fog.

The law enforcement officers in Wudu and members of the major associations should have sent people there.

The two still have confidence in the Wizarding Academy's handling of such incidents.

No matter how powerful that demon is, it is impossible to fight against the Wizarding Academy and the law enforcement agency of Fog City.

Wudu Wizard Academy gathers the most elite wizards from all over the world.

They passed numerous examinations before finally being able to enter Wudu Wizard Academy to study.

Each one is the best of the best.

After locking the door and placing the amulets for concealing breath and anti-tracking, the two turned on the lights.

Sherlock braced himself, walked to the gas pipe, opened the valve, and turned the switch of the gas lamp.

This complete infrastructure is a masterpiece of the Steam Machinery Academy.

After all, not everyone has the extra magic power and energy to maintain the lighting all night after a day's work.

Only one copper coin is needed to provide long-lasting lighting without wasting any effort to maintain it.

Good news for those who want to goof off.

Click! Click!

The sound of friction ignition sounded.

There was a snap.

A flame lit up in a fully enclosed kerosene lamp and quickly grew in size.

The bright light first occupies the interior of the wall lamp, and then passes through the transparent glass, illuminating the entire room.

The darkness faded suddenly.

Sherlock helped Watson onto a reclining chair, and after pulling the bell pull rope in front of the door, he also lay down on another chair.

He was also seriously injured, the windbreaker was covered in mud, and the blood gushing from the wound had already stained the long-sleeved vest inside.

The landlady wearing a long scarf rushed over quickly.

She usually lives in the house next door that has been opened.

Responsible for providing three meals and necessary cleaning for Sherlock and Watson.

Seeing the injuries of Sherlock and Watson, the landlady turned pale with fright.

But she took out Watson's medicine box under Sherlock's command.

There are many plasters and potions that can heal quickly.

The landlady called hot water, wiped the wounds, and disinfected them with disinfectant before applying medicine to them.

Feed the medicine into the mouths of both of them at the same time.

After taking the medicine, both of them looked much better.

Watson, who had been groggy just now, also regained some sanity and was able to open his eyes.

Although afraid, the landlady did not ask about it, but kept silent.

After finishing the work, I returned to my house nervously.

Sherlock and Watson sat silently in their chairs, waiting for their bodies to recover.

Due to the special profession of detectives, it is inevitable to provoke some enemies who feel resentful.

Sherlock has made perfect security measures, making it a safe house.

Make sure it cannot be invaded by curses or found by malicious spirits.

Apart from the Wizarding Academy and the Holy Cross Sect, this is definitely one of the safest places in Fog City.

The two stayed like that until dawn.

Their wounds have almost healed, and their broken bones have also healed with the help of the medicine.

In this magical world, these things do not count as miracles.

Sherlock went out and got a copy of [Mist City Daily] from an owl.

After digging a few times, I found a report.

【Last night, there was a shocking cult sacrifice incident on Lawston Street. More than 465 people were killed, including 60 members of the Witch and Wizard College, the Wudu Law Enforcement Agency, and the Church of the Holy Cross.

Several mentors from the Wizarding Academy have successfully captured the mastermind. According to the other party's description, he was bewitched by a demon and forced to plan these cases.

This can't help but make people worry whether after the Great Invasion, there will be new demons invading our world.

The incident has drawn the attention of authorities, who have plans to impose a curfew and extra law enforcement patrols.

The authorities also urged residents not to go out late at night, and please report any suspicious situations to the authorities. If you encounter a cultist chanting a spell, please run away immediately and do not confront them. 】

There are still photos in the newspaper, and the characters in it are walking around, repeating the scene that happened at that time again and again, so that readers can understand what happened more intuitively.

"It doesn't look very good." Watson said, "Fortunately, it was caught after all."

"This matter may not be as simple as we imagined. What the Wizarding Academy caught was the unlucky guy it possessed. How is your recovery?" Sherlock looked serious.

Watson nodded.

"The situation is much better. In terms of activities, there is no longer any problem."

"Then let's go, I can predict that more things will happen next. That demon named Cherubel will definitely cause bigger incidents in the fog." Sherlock said: "Now, We have to fight for the safety of the people of Wudu."

"The situation isn't so serious, is it?" Watson said, "The Mist City has a church, and there is also the Wizarding Academy. How could the demons pose a real threat to the Mist City?"

"The city established by the Mormon Church has been destroyed by that demon, and the gods believed by the Mormons have no breath, and they are very likely to be swallowed. That Cherubel is not the garbage we expelled before, it is very likely The strongest opponent we have ever faced."

Sherlock walked into the room and changed out the dirty windbreaker and vest.

He came out with a whip and stick.

When Watson came out after changing his clothes, he handed the cane to the other party, "Your one has been destroyed in the battle last night, so use mine for now. Let's go, we can't waste any more time, we must We must find out the purpose of that demon as soon as possible."

"It's amazing."

A mechanical sage saw the reproduction process of this cosmic world through an observation device, and couldn't help but marvel.

After a long journey, the Inquisition fleet led by Vinsenhorn passed through the complicated, crazy, and chaotic depths of the subspace, and followed the traces left by Cherubel to this universe.

The evolution route of this universe is completely different from that of the Imperial universe.

In the vast and vast universe, one unimaginable giant tortoise after another is slowly swimming through the endless void.

There are different numbers of giant elephants standing on their backs.

On the shoulders of the giant elephant is a very wide flat plate.

There are continents, islands, and oceans.

On the edge of the slab is a long waterfall, and above it are suspended white clouds.

As soon as the Judgment Court fleet came in, they encountered a scene where a new world was hatched.

An unimaginably giant tortoise rests in a peculiarly dark place.

The tortoise shell of the giant tortoise has long been pitted by meteors and comets.

Its eyes are as huge as a city.

There was vigilance in his eyes.

It had never seen these weird flying objects.

Maybe it's a new scary thing created by those nightmare creatures.

Several gray-white giant spherical bodies with shells like meteorites floated and sunk in the dark area.

After careful scanning, it was found that the spheroids were not meteorites, but giant eggs.

The chondrite shattered under the gaze of the mechanical sage.

Large chunks of rock fell off.

Spinning and flying into the deep space of the universe.

The void is filled with shiny fragments, left over from broken eggshells.

A small tortoise, which looked exactly like the giant tortoise but was much smaller, came out of the broken eggshell.

Move your limbs and swim in the icy void.

It was not much bigger than an asteroid, and it still carried the yolk that hadn't dried up.

There are also four giant elephants on the back of the little turtle. They look very young, but they still carry a world.

That world is also flat, but it's still very small, with no life, only smoke and volcanoes.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

There are a total of six little turtles that broke out of their shells.

They wandered blankly in the void.

The giant tortoise fiddled with them carefully to confirm the state of its body, then turned around and flew into the deep space of the universe, followed by the little tortoises.

"This angle looks so cute, maybe we should capture them as pets and specimens." The voice of the mechanical sage was as mechanical and cold as ever.

He made a crazy proposal to Vinsenhorn.

Want to capture a world giant tortoise to study the special evolution of this universe.

Vincenthorn was also very moved.

He has also been to other universes, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange universe.

The heavens are so big, full of wonders, which makes people feel amazing.

Come to think of it, he still gave up.

The main task of this journey is to capture Cherubel who has escaped.

Catching giant tortoises rashly may cause accidents.

"I allow you to observe and study them, but you can't do those dangerous things before you have their exact data and intelligence." Vinsenhorn said.

The mechanical sage took his orders and left.

Vinsenhorn turned his head to look at the porthole on the bridge.

The giant tortoise is swimming into the depths of the universe with the giant elephant and the disc world on its back.

A few turtles followed closely behind.

The little world on their backs is still puff! puff! belching lava and smoke.

Fog City, Wizard Academy.

Several mentors and Dean Merlin are meeting the detectives - Sherlock and his companion - Watson.

"You mean that demon is afraid of this?" Sherlock stared at the parchment in his hand, on which a special emblem was engraved.

A double-headed eagle with two heads facing left and right.

Sherlock racked his brains, but no potential connection between the demon and the emblem occurred.

"Yes, that demon is extraordinarily powerful." Merlin, who was wearing a long robe and holding a wand, said in a low voice, "None of the wizards who came to support him are its opponents, but after I ventured to spy on its past and When I was remembering, I saw this emblem. I just simulated this emblem and scared it away."

"A badge can scare it away?" Watson also showed shock.

When they fought back then, the possessed demon killed those powerful policemen, wizards, and even the priests sent by the Church of the Holy Cross with every gesture.

It's a bit unbelievable to be scared off by such a mediocre emblem now! !

If Master Merlin hadn't said it himself, he really couldn't imagine it.

"Do you know why?" Sherlock asked, "Master, what else did you see?"

"I haven't seen much, and I'm looking forward to your answer, Mr. Sherlock. You are the most outstanding detective, and you can deduce the truth with just a few words. I want to entrust you to investigate this emblem and the terrifying head. The connection of the demon. The demon will soon realize that our threats have no real power, and it will definitely return again."

"If we can figure out what this emblem represents, maybe we can save the city of fog and expel this terrible demon. Otherwise, the city of fog is very likely to repeat the original Mormon city."

Sherlock stared at the parchment in his hand, feeling tremendous pressure, which made him unable to bear the urge to take some psychotropic drugs in order to relieve the mental stress.