Scarlet Falls

"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. 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, you raise 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 drift 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, his neck was stretched out of shape, and his expression and facial features were distorted into abnormal shapes. Only his eyes, which seemed to be slightly slanted, were narrowed into a slit and quiet. Looking at Wei Wei, perhaps it was a matter of angle. No matter where Wei Wei was, his narrowed eyes would always stare straight at him...

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

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

"Crime hangs in the dusk, ghosts wander the silent forests of midnight."

"The deceased 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 trembling, and Wei Wei heard the huge and mysterious language, which resonated with his spirit. He saw scenes of huge illusions, as if he had experienced a period of exhausting life and saw terrifying things. Something giant 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 promotion to the third stage of scarlet, it is through the reminder of the death knell of the god.

But after all he had experienced it this time, 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 merged and understood.

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

"Scarlet's power has grown stronger."

Wei Wei thought silently in his heart: "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 were integrated with his body and will.

Scarlet is oneself, oneself is 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 phantoms one after another, kneeling on the sea of ​​blood.

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

You can feel that behind these seemingly ever-changing and unreal phantoms, there is real spiritual power, and these spiritual powers are like free commodities, at your fingertips and at your fingertips. Pick up...

Is this a believer?

Wei Wei thought silently in his heart.

When these shadows appeared on the sea of ​​blood, I could 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 had just experienced a disaster. I don't know how many people were displaced, and I don't know how many people were 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 saw the appearance of the goat-horned devil when they were troubled by illness and were confused.

They remembered that the goat-horned demon slowly walked 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 they wanted to be killed in order to avoid the unimaginable terrible consequences, it was the goat-horned devil that appeared in time, and the multi-barreled revolver roared and killed them. Those crazy guys.

So, a theory has begun to circulate among desperate people.

Scrap Iron City is a city protected by demons.

The devil is naturally the ram-horned devil, which appears when people are most desperate and kills monsters with the cruelest means.

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 this bloody water, humanoid objects appeared.

It was completely black, had the face of a sheep, and held 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. height. Sometimes black wings appear on the back, and sometimes only skin with muscles is left. The sickle in his hand also transforms into a multi-barreled revolver from time to time...

The sheep's face sometimes turned into a real monster face that was integrated with the body.

Sometimes it becomes a mask on the face...

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"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 making up the gods in their minds - the 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 become?

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

Or could you say that you can transform into this?

Of course, Wei Wei could feel that this ability did not seem to belong to the scarlet system at the normal level.

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. The original "Justice Gaze" belongs to this level, and the latest "Goat-Horned Demon" 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 "power" at a higher level beyond the scope of ability.

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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 success of shaping. At this time, it does not even have an entity yet.

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

But no matter where he found it, 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 strength, the God Deathstroke was caught off guard. one strike.

That figure felt very familiar to him.

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

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

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 slaughtered gods. He has only returned to Scrap Iron City for only three months, and a lot of things have happened. They all seem to have... They all have their own plans and purposes, some show their malice towards themselves without reservation, and some help themselves at critical moments...

But what does this have to do with myself?

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When many people are caught up in a mystery, there is always a feeling that they will not give up until all the mysteries are understood. But Wei Wei did not. He just walked slowly in the sea of ​​​​blood, and his mood gradually became relaxed and happy. Enjoying everything 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 "Rose Prophecy" are not important.

The Order Knight's inexplicable trust and help to him is not important either.

As for the death knell of the god 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, making the originally simple life into a mess. Wei Wei learned to live within the calculations of others a long time ago. Just like when he first cooperated with the Foundation to create the scarlet series weapon that was destined not to belong to him from the beginning, those people were always worried about keeping it.

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.

It's too tiring and troublesome to figure out other people's secrets, other people's thoughts, and other people's calculations.

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 you are doing or preparing for. I just want you to know what I am going to do.

Life is so simple.

I usually walk in the community, and I have the habit of grabbing a leaf from time to time and shooting it out as a dart. The action is very cool and has the style of an expert. But now I have changed it and I don’t pull it anymore, because... maybe few people have experienced pulling it. After picking up a leaf, I suddenly found that the back of my hand was covered with spicy food... I was wrong, my hand still hurts...