Operation Red Book

Chapter 407 Miracle Reappears 2

As it stands now, Jasper is clearly being severely suppressed by Bofu.

After all, Bofu was a great general with great military achievements, and with his character and worldly experience accumulated over more than a thousand years, it was only a matter of time before he easily "killed" a seriously injured little devil.

Jasper looked very angry. He wanted to fight back with lightning, but before he could do so, he was knocked back by Bofu's powerful attack.

He quickly changed his strategy and flew downwards.

There are so many unlucky hostages on the ground, and we can easily pick up a few of them. No matter whether you are Alexander I or Peter I, you have to stop.

The devil who couldn't tell the difference between black and white thought in such a filthy way.

But as luck would have it, a red and white figure slowly walked towards him against the crowd and unexpectedly occupied his entire sight.

Countless memories flooded into Jasper's mind like a tide, squeezing his chest so hard that it hurt.

Without any hesitation, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​landing on the ground, opened his arms and turned in another direction.

"Hi! Grace!"

Raphael happily greeted the blonde woman in the distance and raised Ivy's drooping arms.

But Grace ignored Raphael's friendliness. She stared at the black figure in the sky and released the long blade at the tip of the small umbrella with a "swish".

At this moment, Jasper, who suddenly changed direction, was pierced through the body by a spear from Bofu who was following closely behind.

"Uh-"

Jasper let out a howl of pain, twisted his arms and struggled a few times, and then there was no movement.

"Great!"

Ivy witnessed everything from below. As soon as she cheered, Raphael covered her mouth.

"Did you hear that?" Raphael's tone was extremely serious.

He didn't laugh anymore, but just stood there, silent.

After a long time, he exclaimed, "Oh no!" and picked up the machete under him and ran out.

And just as he flew out, a huge gray fish suddenly broke out of the surface of the Thames like a ship.

"Roar--"

A howl filled with ancient atmosphere resounded through the sky, and the big fish opened its mouth wide and rushed straight towards Bofu and Jasper.

"Run!"

Raphael flew into the air and yelled at Bofu.

Bo Fu was stunned for a few seconds, then he decisively pulled out the spear from Jasper's body and rode his horse towards the direction where Raphael was flying.

Jasper naturally fell into the mouth of the big fish, and the big fish seemed to come for Jasper.

After swallowing Jasper, it quickly closed its mouth, its tail drew a circle in the air, and its head slammed into the icebergs built by Victor.

"Boom——"

After a loud, earth-shaking noise, the iceberg was shattered by the fish head, and the water of the Thames broke its banks and rushed towards the ruins like a hungry beast.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Once again, the people living near the Chinese dock were innocent victims of the disaster.

I saw people running, crying, being stunned, and making noise. It was ten times more chaotic than before.

Yes, the river broke its banks, Victor was exhausted, the gods of death failed to stop the power of nature, and Jasper's wish to devour souls was finally realized at this moment.

Ivy picked up Luna and stood up with difficulty leaning against the stone bricks.

Her legs felt as if they were sawed off, and the injuries she suffered during the day finally exhausted all her strength at this moment.

She no longer had the ability to escape.

It's just Luna...

"Ms. Ivy!"

Someone seemed to be calling her name on the left... a blonde girl in red and white, it was Miss Grace.

"Ivy! Ivy!"

It seemed that someone on the right was also calling his name... The man with green eyes and a red uniform was Count Waite.

In the blurred vision, there seemed to be a purple figure approaching him...

Raphael, it's him...

It's so funny, it's not me who is racing against death, but death is racing against the water of the Thames...

It’s just a pity that the god of death did not win.

Ivy used her last bit of strength to lift Luna above her head, and threw her heavily into the river at the moment the water flooded over her body.

After seeing Grace catch Luna steadily, Ivy could no longer hold on to the exhaustion spreading throughout her body and let the river water wash away her body.

As her consciousness faded, Ivy saw a blurry figure swimming towards her.

His legs weren't fishtails, and his hands weren't webbed.

He slowly approached Ivy, grabbed her arm that was stretched out in front of her with one hand, and wrapped the other hand around her sinking waist.

Then, their bodies became tightly fitted together, and the blurred face gradually moved closer and kissed her lips deeply.

As enough air came over, Ivy's brows relaxed. After a few seconds, she completely lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took, until the sun of a new day climbed up to the treetops and drove away all the haze in the sky.

The water of the Thames has receded, and the breach in the blasted embankment has been blocked by tens of thousands of sandbags, temporarily controlling the surging river water.

The Chinese wharf has become a ruin. The wall is gone, Shisanfang is gone, Muyunzhai is gone, and Chen Ma's noodle shop is gone...

The wet ruins were crowded with people, especially the river bank.

British troops arrived in waves. They set up camps on the cleared ground and took turns to rescue the unconscious people.

Ivy slowly woke up in such an environment. In fact, it was because some noises were too loud and disturbed her sleep.

"Artificial respiration?"

"Yup!"

"Artificial respiration... for Ivy-san?"

"Yup!"

"I can not!"

"What's wrong?"

"Then...if that's okay, why don't you come in person?"

"I'm old and I don't have a good reputation with girls."

"How can you say that to save someone?"

"Since you're talking about saving someone, then save her quickly!"

"Mr. Holmes..."

"Hurry up! Since you rescued her, you must take responsibility to the end."

"Well...well, I, I, I...Ivy...I'm sorry..."

"puff--"

A mouthful of water spurted out of Ivy's mouth and landed right on Joshua's face.

Oh, and on her pouty lips.

"Cough cough cough—cough cough cough—"

Her throat became extremely itchy. Ivy didn't have time to open her eyes. She instinctively turned sideways and started coughing.

"Oh! The doctor said you can't cough!"

Holmes' voice sounded overhead, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Water... cough cough cough! I need water..."

Ivy said weakly, she could barely hear herself.

"No, Ivy..."

Joshua's voice stopped in his ears. He gently helped Ivy up, took the potion handed to her by Holmes, and put it into her mouth in small sips.

"Try drinking this small bottle of potion first. In short, you cannot drink water, move, get excited, or involve your internal organs."

After drinking the potion, Ivy finally regained some strength, although her body was still weak.

She slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Joshua's gentle eyes. The second thing she saw was Holmes's brows furrowed with worry.

The wind was whistling in her ears, but Ivy's mood was as calm as the grass on the mountain.

The sun is hanging high in the sky, so warm and beautiful...

It was at this moment that Ivy's mind suddenly recalled what Luna had said to her.

The corners of Ivy's mouth curled up unconsciously. Maybe she understood, or maybe she still didn't.

But now, she just wanted to hug the two men in front of her, tightly, without any words.

"Joshua, can I hug you?"

"Me, me, me, me, now? Me, me?"

"And Sherlock..."

"Hey! Do we know each other well? You are so disrespectful! Why do you call an elder by his name?"

"come here quickly."

The sun was scorching, baking everyone's body.

The sun is dazzling, shining into everyone's heart.