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Chapter 121 Scarlet Will

"Scarlet's power has increased..."

Wei Wei, who was sleeping deeply, came to the sea of ​​blood in a trance.

He could clearly feel the changes here. He saw that the blood that had previously covered his feet now seemed to be submerged up to his knees.

The thick smell of blood in the air is even stronger, and you can even see the blood mist steaming up like mist. From time to time, you hallucinate into the appearance of various strange monsters, with unique ferocity and indignation, raising your neck towards the unknown world.

Roaring madly.

He could feel that he had a more obvious sense of freedom in this sea of ​​blood.

In the past, he could only swim in this sea of ​​blood in a trance, like a lost ghost, walking aimlessly, but now, as long as he wants to, he can stand on the sea, and the sea of ​​blood around him is like a

His own limbs are just as flexible.

They can even writhe and send themselves to every place they want to go.

The fourth execution rack has become extremely clear.

The giant hanging above tilted his head, and his neck was stretched out of shape. His expression and facial features were also distorted into abnormal shapes. Only his eyes, which seemed to be slightly slanted, were narrowed into a slit, quiet.

Looking at Wei Wei, perhaps it was a matter of angle. No matter where Wei Wei was, his narrowed eyes would stare straight at him...

The blood at Wei Wei's feet surged, and the flesh and blood around him gathered to lift him to a higher place.

He even came to the same place as the hanging giant in the fourth execution, and looked closely at its death state and its skin.

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"Sin hangs in the dusk, ghosts wander in the silent forest at midnight."

"Zhejiang interprets the scarlet law, and the divine power is tied to the neck of the sacrificer..."

"I face the darkness and bear the coming of dawn..."

“…..”

The giant's voice was moving, and Wei Wei heard the huge and mysterious language, which resonated with his own spirit. He saw scenes of huge illusions, as if he had experienced a period of exhausting life, and saw terrifying scenes.

The giant thing is coming.

Before becoming the Scarlet Mentor, he had never been able to understand what these giants on the execution rack were saying to him.

To understand the ritual of advancing to the third stage of scarlet, he still had to be reminded by the death knell of the god. But after all, he had already experienced it this time, and he didn't seem so confused this time.

He didn't even listen carefully to what the hung giant was trying to say to him. He just felt the mysterious language that accompanied his words and surged above the sea of ​​blood. Naturally, there was something in his heart.

Things are integrated and understood.

All this turned into a secret hint that stayed in his heart.

"Scarlet's power has grown stronger."

Wei Wei thought silently: "My control over the sea of ​​blood has also become stronger."

"The most important thing is that I have a deeper understanding of scarlet."

..."

He vaguely understood in his heart that this should be the reason why he had seized part of the power of the god's death knell before.

The death knell of the god at that time obviously wanted to take away the scarlet power in his body. It even thought it was natural, but it still failed. The scarlet is its own, and it doesn't even have anything to do with control. In essence, they are

belong to myself…

Wei Wei could even feel that these scarlets merged with his body and will. The scarlet was himself, and he was the scarlet.

He could feel the subtle changes here, and didn't find anything strange at all.

It seems like things are just the way they should be.

However, there are still some things that he can't figure out now...

In this dazed sea of ​​blood, the scene in front of him was switching. He saw a phantom, kneeling on the sea of ​​blood.

Sometimes they made prayer gestures toward themselves, sometimes they whispered, and sometimes they worshiped devoutly.

I can feel that behind these seemingly ever-changing and unreal shadows, there is real spiritual power, and these spiritual powers, like free commodities, are within my reach and I can pick and choose.

Pick it up...is this a believer?

Wei Wei thought silently in his heart.

When these shadows appear on the sea of ​​blood, I can feel their thoughts.

They are praying to the devil with ram’s horns…

The biggest disaster in Scrap Iron City has passed, and even the Scrap Iron City security team has celebrated in advance.

But not for these ordinary people.

They have just experienced a disaster. I don't know how many people have been displaced, and I don't know how many people are waiting for rescue.

After a disaster, it is always easy to feel desperate.

They are always used to praying to some illusory existence, hoping to get some help beyond the reality... And these people are worshiping the ram-horned devil.

Originally, in Scrap Iron City, the goat-horned devil was discussed as a ghost story in the streets.

Even though many people have analyzed various cases and believe that the ram-horned demon that haunts the darkness is kind in nature and is actually just saving those who are targeted by the demon, but because of its terrifying appearance, it is still not considered

People accept it.

But in this disaster, some firm and unwavering ideas emerged.

Many people, when they were troubled by illness and were confused, saw the appearance of the ram-horned devil.

They remembered that the horned devil walked slowly through the streets, and wherever it passed, the troubles and torture of diseases were alleviated.

It seems that it brings some kind of refreshing breeze and nectar that saves the world, and even the plague avoids it.

Some people also remember that when they were forced to the end of the alley by the crazy refugees outside the city and wanted to run them over to death to avoid unimaginable terrible consequences, the goat-horned devil appeared in time and multi-barreled revolvers ran and killed them.

Those crazy guys.

Therefore, a theory has begun to spread among desperate people.

Scrap Iron City is a city protected by demons.

The devil is naturally the ram-horned devil. It will appear when people are most desperate and kill monsters with the cruelest means.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Along with the prayers of these people, Wei Wei saw that something seemed to be brewing in the sea of ​​blood.

It was a ball of condensed blood, like an egg.

In the bloody water, a humanoid object appeared. It was completely black, had the face of a sheep, and was holding a huge bloody sickle in its hand.

However, its appearance is constantly changing. Although the overall shape is certain, some details are always being modified, such as the height. Sometimes it is as high as an exaggerated two or three meters, and sometimes it becomes like an ordinary person.

He is tall and short. Sometimes black wings appear on his back, and sometimes only skin with muscles is left. The scythe in his hand also transforms into a multi-barreled revolver from time to time...

That sheep face sometimes turned into a real monster face that was integrated with the body.

Sometimes it becomes a mask on the face...

"Are these people creating gods?"

Wei Wei thought to himself.

God is the embodiment of hope condensed.

And it is also one of human instincts to create a god from nothingness and worship it.

These people who worship the goat-faced demon are also fabricating their own god—a goat-horned demon who protects the scrap iron city.

However, everyone has a different ram-horned devil in their mind, and everyone has a different understanding of the ram-horned devil. Therefore, when their fabrication began, the shape of the ram-horned devil that appeared in their blood sea seemed changeable and uncertain.



Wei Wei suddenly had some expectations. If one day they unified their understanding, what would the ram-horned devil look like?

It appeared in his own blood sea. Does that mean that he has a clone?

Or can you say that you can transform into this? Of course, Wei Wei can feel that this ability does not seem to belong to the normal scarlet system.

Just like listening to the heartbeat of fear before.

He can use scarlet to fight, make various weapons with scarlet, cover ghosts with scarlet, and even directly control other people's hearts. These are all abilities of the scarlet system. However, he seems to be controlling another level at the same time.

ability, the original "Justice Gaze" belongs to this level, and the latest "Sheep-Horned Demon"

It also belongs to this level.

It is also brought by scarlet, but it is not like an ordinary ability.

It's more like, some kind of higher-level "power" that goes beyond the scope of ability.

....

No matter what, it's good, at least when the horned devil takes shape, I don't have to spend money to buy a mask...

"It's pretty cool..."

Wei Wei patted the shoulder of the unformed ram-horned demon and expressed that he was very satisfied with its appearance.

As a result, it collapsed with a crash as soon as it was taken.

It is still very far away from the successful shaping. At this time, it does not even have an entity yet.

After sighing at the fragility of this goat-horned demon, Wei Wei slowly swam around in the sea of ​​blood.

But no matter where he looked, the black knight was nowhere to be found.

And he clearly still remembered that just when the god Deathstroke was about to forcibly take away his scarlet power, a black knight figure suddenly rushed out from his eyes. With all his efforts, the God Deathstroke was caught off guard.

A blow. That figure felt very familiar to him.

He was even certain that the black figure should be related to the old knight he sent on the road himself.

When I sent him on his way, I felt as if he had left something for me.

The scene that appeared later when facing the death knell of the god also confirmed this point.

However, did it only leave such a shadow and be consumed at that time, or did it leave some kind of mark?

Wei Wei was a little unsure for a moment.

Father An in the Church of the Faceless Men, the Knight of Order who only has a relationship with him, and Deathstroke, the god who claims to have killed gods. He has only returned to Scrap Iron City for only three months, and a lot of things have already happened. It seems that they

They all have their own plans and purposes, some show their malice towards themselves without reservation, and some help them at critical moments...

But what does this have to do with myself?



When many people are caught up in a mystery, they always feel like they won't give up until they understand all the mysteries. But Wei Wei didn't. He just walked slowly in the sea of ​​blood, and his mood gradually became relaxed and happy.

Enjoying everything right now.

Why do we have to make things so complicated and messy?

Wouldn't it be better to be simpler?

Father An's so-called "god-killing weapon" and "Puwei prophecy" are not important.

The inexplicable trust and help given to him by the Knights of Order is not important either. As for the divine death knell who was punched into the arms of the Wandering Church by Miss Bluebird, that is even less important.

I am also very busy, so how can I take care of them?

If you want to scheme, you can use it. Even if you want to destroy the world, it has nothing to do with me. This world is often such a mess. Everyone holds their own secrets and desires and turns the original simplicity into a mess.

His life has become a mess. Wei Wei has long ago learned to live in the calculations of others, just like when he first cooperated with the foundation to build the scarlet series of weapons that were destined not to belong to him from the beginning. Those

People have always been worried about their own reservations.

But he didn't. Instead, he helped them complete the weapon very seriously.

Because Wei Wei has always had a very simple outlook on life.

Understanding other people's secrets, other people's thoughts, and other people's calculations is too tiring and troublesome.

who cares……

I don’t want to listen to the will of this world, I want the world to listen to my will!

I don’t need to figure out what exactly you are doing or preparing for. I just want you to know what I am going to do.

Life is so simple.


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