Scarlet Falls

Was it just broken off like that?

The scarecrow stared blankly at the two broken sticks that fell beside him. They were like real dead things, rotten and lifeless. He felt that his will had been greatly impacted.

Even if the old scarlet had just been practically abandoned, even if the scarlet scepter had indeed lost all ability to mobilize the scarlet power just now, when it looked at the scepter that almost sent it to the Supreme Throne. , after being broken off and discarded so easily, I still felt abnormal horror and despair in my heart. I looked up blankly and saw the black muzzle in front of me.

Wei Wei pointed his gun at its face and asked softly: "You are suspected of attacking and killing a group of patrol team members in Scrap Iron City. I want to arrest you. Do you agree?"

The Scarecrow was dumbfounded, and in his heart he didn't understand why he asked this.

He could obviously cut himself into pieces, but he still wanted to ask his opinion first...

It's not stupid, it just wants to nod at this moment.

But it was frightened by the indifferent and empty eyes of the person in front of it, and its head was a little confused. Coupled with the scarecrow's body, it was difficult to nod.

Moreover, it also feels that it doesn't matter whether it does this nodding action or not. What else will it do if I'm already lying on the ground?

But just because it didn't nod in time, Wei Wei frowned in dissatisfaction and said softly: "Then I have to kill you..."

"I object……"

The scarecrow used all his strength to stand up from the ground. He looked at the man in front of him in horror and released his will.

Unfortunately, the opponent obviously didn't give him a chance to object. His finger suddenly pulled the trigger, and the black muzzle began to explode with bloody flames.

A bullet flew out with endless bloodshot eyes and nailed into its head.

Even if I look through all the foundation's investigation reports, I can't find any totem that was killed by a bullet.

Especially, it's just an ordinary bullet.

Because totems themselves are already superior beings, their characteristics are between reality and surreal logic. They can survive in some weird logic, and they can also be immune to almost all real attacks. Their attacks are several orders of magnitude more powerful, and as long as they cannot solve all the logic that constitutes them, they still cannot truly kill them.

But now, everyone in Scrap Iron City has seen this scene in their spiritual world.

The man stood at the intersection and fired a shot at the scarecrow. The scarecrow froze in response, and then slowly fell backwards.

Countless chaotic magnetic fields began to disintegrate and disappear from its body.

Many scarecrows standing in other places in the scrap iron city all lost all their breath at this moment, and then slowly fell to the ground.

The Scarecrow died and was executed at the intersection of Scrap Iron City.

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"It wasn't the bullets that killed the Scarecrow, it was the scarlet will."

At a certain mysterious place at this time, Father An was suppressing his excitement and wrote down the notes one by one:

"When the old Scarlet was denied, the new Scarlet also began to formulate his own rules. He has just shown the first rule after he returned to the throne of God."

"Totems can be killed."

"When he was promoted to the fourth state, he awakened the power of scarlet pollution, which allowed him to infiltrate the dense formations of other totems and enter the opponent's domain. When he was promoted to the fifth state, he learned the scarlet operating table, which allowed him to pass through Through the method of dissection, I learned about the surreal logical operation of other demonic powers, and showed Scarlet's most unreasonable peek and reconstruction of other demonic powers."

"And now, having returned to his throne on the garbage mountain, he already has a choice."

"After contamination and dissection, he can choose to imitate other demonic powers because he has understood them enough."

"At that time, he will be able to summarize other surreal logics into himself step by step, and eventually move towards a direction that controls all surreal logics."

"That is the ultimate, the highest, and the only one."

"But no one expected that after completing these steps, the first strength he showed would be the ruling."

"He just killed the scarecrow."

"..."

After writing this, he stopped writing and looked at the mirror beside him. He in the mirror showed a rare expression of horror and uncertainty.

"Is this his choice?"

"He has chosen 'zero'?"

"..."

But after a long time, he just shook his head slowly and whispered to himself: "As long as it doesn't come out from his mouth, the answer is still uncertain."

"only……"

"The scene of him executing the scarecrow in the street will hang over the heads of other totems for a long time."

"..."

"..."

"It has nothing to do with me..."

At the same time, Shiva from the Foundation's Xingtian Team, who had been staying on the edge of Scrap Iron City, quietly watching the changes in the city and reporting truthfully, was explaining helplessly:

"I said, the spiritual barrier here has dissipated, and it may be difficult to repair it in a short time..."

"If the mental barrier is not repaired, I don't think I have the ability to intervene in things on this level..."

"Haha, why are you asking me now? Shouldn't you ask who agreed to this in the first place?"

"..."

In the headset, the originally very patient operator was choked and speechless by his pushy attitude, so the microphone at the other end was quickly snatched away by a man with a majestic voice, who shouted angrily : "Is now the time to talk about this? The high authority and freedom the Foundation has given you, Xingtian Team, is not for nothing. If something goes wrong, can you just stand by and watch?"

"Kill him, you must kill him now."

"Otherwise, the scarlet series of weapons that I have put so much effort into and studied for so many years will turn into a pile of scrap metal because of him!"

"Do you want the foundation to be the biggest joke?"

"..."

Shiva reluctantly took off the headset, staying away from the roaring voice, but his expression was also a little helpless and serious in addition to laziness.

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After executing the scarecrow, Wei Wei didn't stop for a moment, holding a gun in his hand and walking towards another place.

Looking across many buildings, he could already see the direction of the manor in the northwest corner of Scrap Iron City, and seemed to see frightened and confused faces one after another.

"Brother Xiaowei, do you still want to go?"

Ye Feifei followed Wei Wei anxiously and kept asking.

At this time, how terrifying Wei Wei was in the eyes of others or those at a higher level, and how miserable he was in the eyes of Ye Feifei. The negative impact caused by the power of the curse had begun to dissipate after the Scarecrow was executed. , but the pain caused by the curse requires Wei Wei's own vitality to dilute it little by little. In Ye Feifei's eyes, Wei Wei's face is pale, but his body is full of wounds.

Her heart skipped a beat. She thought the Scarecrow had been dealt with and he could take a rest, but she didn't quite understand what he was going to do.

"There are still people who haven't been solved yet..."

Wei Wei turned to look at Ye Feifei and smiled without stopping.

Ye Feifei was anxious: "But you look like..."

"Feifei..."

Wei Wei seemed to be feeling a little emotional and comforted her softly, as if she didn't understand what was happening at this time. But precisely because she didn't understand, her reaction was even more heart-touching. She said softly: "What other choice do we have?" Well, many people in this world believe in God, but God actually does not exist, only the devil exists, and in the face of the devil, who will protect the world?"

"Of course it's us."

He answered with a smile and said with firm steps: "So, let's go kill those guys."

Ye Feifei couldn't describe the impact she felt in her heart. She had seen too many Wei Wei solve everything easily and express understanding of many things that she couldn't understand.

Now, when I suddenly heard his serious words, it felt like my heart was suddenly grasped.

I felt the urge to cry inside.

She could only speed up her pace and follow closely behind Wei Wei. Moreover, she felt she was willing to do so, so she kept following and gave her a hand when necessary.

There was a long distance from the intersection where the scarecrow was to the manor in the northwest of Scrap Iron City. However, Ye Feifei, who was now in a state of excitement, did not realize that they seemed to have just walked through one street and arrived there, like those in the middle. The distance that existed in the first place was disrupted by an irrational logic. With only the simplest steps, he had already reached the front of the manor.

Inside were the Church of Order believers who looked nervous and held guns tightly in their hands.

They saw Wei Wei appear at the door of the manor, his face pale for a moment, his lips trembling, and his eyes unfocused.

Wei Wei smiled at them, fired a few more bullets in front of them, then pushed open the iron door and walked straight into the manor.

In the living room, two people were sitting and standing, looking at the entrance with dull eyes.

Wei Wei went straight to the living room, turned his eyes, and saw the old man sitting directly opposite the door. He had seen him in Sensen's memory before.

Knowing that this is the Archbishop of the Church of Order, he is also the planner of this incident.

Smiling at him, he said, "Is there anything else you can say?"

When he asked this question, he had already raised the gun in his hand and had no intention of actually discussing anything with him.

Bishop Order suddenly raised his head and looked at Wei Wei. Although he could only raise his head, there were layers of sweat all over his body, as if he had undergone strenuous exercise.

He spoke in a hoarse voice: "I just heard what you said."

He tried hard to control his lusterless eyes, as if he was keeping himself at least in front of the situation, as if he was facing the "person" in front of him.

He tried hard to ask his question: "In front of the devil, it is up to you to protect the world."

"Then, if you become a demon, who can protect the world from you?"

"..."

Wei Wei showed his greatest kindness at this moment.

The finger that pulled the trigger slowed down a little, but did not smash his head immediately.

Looking seriously at this old man with broken eyes, or the biggest traitor of Scarlet in history, he said softly: "I would be very grateful if you could come and talk to me about this issue before you do all this."

"Because this is what I have been worried about before."

"..."

Bishop Order listened blankly to his words, and an expression of astonishment, surprise, and annoyance gradually appeared on his face.

He suddenly hugged his head in pain and said desperately: "I never thought before that you were actually willing to discuss this issue with others..."

"So, you obviously don't understand anything, but you want to control everything."

"..."

Bishop Order's face showed a self-deprecating expression, as if he admitted that he was the second biggest fool in the world.

The next moment, the gun in Wei Wei's hand suddenly burst into flames, and the bullet shattered his head.

The sudden gunshot shook the manor so violently that all the believers, including the Iris Knight standing next to the sofa, trembled violently.

With a face full of awe and a hint of fear, she said in a trembling voice: "It's all him...him..."

"Bang!"

Wei Wei did not listen to her words, but immediately pulled the trigger, and the Iris Knight also fell to the ground with empty eyes.

Behind any behavior or logic in this world, there will be some reasons and roots.

Even the craziest people in this world can find their logical support behind their behavior. The only difference is whether others accept it or not.

But who made you choose to invade Scrap Iron City?

"Killing again..."

Ye Feifei followed beside him and wanted to speak but didn't interrupt. Suddenly he saw Wei Wei shot and killed another person and stamped his foot anxiously.

Wei Wei saw her thoughts and whispered: "This is a terrorist..."

Ye Feifei suddenly understood, and his eyes suddenly became wary when he looked at the others.

"There is no need to kill these people, the crime is not that serious."

Wei Wei persuaded her and said: "The maximum sentence is life."

In the manor, the believers who had followed the Bishop of Order suddenly felt as if they were receiving a general amnesty. They knelt down on the ground, indicating that they would surrender immediately.

"Let's go!"

Wei Wei told Ye Feifei that she did not need to personally send these people to the security hall. They would be very good and surrender themselves very consciously, and then explain everything.

And the bigger fish that slipped through the net are still on their way out of the Scrap Iron City.

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Black cars shuttled through the streets of Scrap Iron City, their bodies constantly changing, sometimes gorgeous and noble, sometimes shabby and low-key.

The archbishop of the Wandering Church has tried every means to escape from this place that is as terrifying as a execution ground in his eyes. And he reacted quickly enough. As the current archbishop of the Wandering Church, he also brought enough self-defense. Objects, countless logics that do not belong to reality surround him, which makes him like an omnipotent god who can do any kind of incredible behavior at will.

For example, one look can make someone become his loyal believer, and one step on the accelerator can pass through a large building.

But despite this, he still couldn't escape from Scrap Iron City. His black car had been roaring for nearly half an hour, and the dilapidated neon sign of Scrap Iron City was still in front of him.

Finally, he despaired and knew that something would not let him leave, so the black car slowly stopped.

He sat sluggishly in the back seat, letting the ghost in the driver's seat escape alone, while he raised his hands and slowly covered his face.

How did that happen?

It was such a sure plan, and he found the person most likely to influence Scarlet in the world, but he ended up becoming the third biggest fool in the world?

What's the reason?

He soon figured it out. The reason might be that the partners he had found to cooperate were the number one and number two fools in the world, right?

In despair, he felt that the things that prevented him from leaving were coming.

He raised his head weakly, but unexpectedly, what he saw was not the face of a young man, but two monsters with terrifying temperaments.

A huge human head slowly appeared on the left side of the car. It only had one head, but this head was as big as a three-story building. The skin was covered with bloodshot eyes, and it floated gently as if it had lost weight. In mid-air, his eyes were full of evil and gloomy meaning, reflecting his black car and his own soul in his pupils, looking down at himself like an ant.

The other one was decorated like a lady, with critical eyes, as if she couldn't bear the ghost of even a little bit of dust in the world.

"A request, a price..."

The huge human head whispered something that was clearly evil, but seemed to have some holy meaning.

Around the black car, those who had been bewitched by the Archbishop of the Wandering Church gradually regained consciousness one by one. Suddenly, they suddenly became excited and fled to the surrounding area, screaming.

But the ghost lady looked around tightly, as if there was no room for any grain of sand in her field of vision.

Puff puff……

Around the black car, including the entire Scrap Iron City, there were countless people with ulterior motives or different identities whose heads suddenly exploded.

They were cleared away ruthlessly, as if they were just cleaning up some garbage in the city.

Finally, the eyes of these two beings became calm, and they looked at the Archbishop of the Wandering Church in the black car.

"One is responsible for purifying the soul, and the other is responsible for cleaning up heretics..."

The archbishop of the Wandering Church felt something and spoke in a self-deprecating tone: "We still want to take advantage of the fact that everything is still uncertain and change things into something we can control..."

"...As a result, the new Scarlet Church has actually appeared?"

"..."

He looked at the ghost lady and felt her obsession with the concept of purity, or cleanliness, and also felt her decisive action to clean up the heresy just now.

Whispering to himself: "Are you the new Scarlet Knight?"

Then he looked at the human head pendant, feeling the powerful spiritual power of the other party, and seeing how it awakened the residents of Scrap Iron City who were bewitched by him. His expression was like crying and smiling:

"And you are the new Scarlet Archbishop?"

"..."

Listening to his guess, the ghost lady had no expression on her face and just looked at him coldly and hollowly.

The huge head, which was even more majestic and weird, stared at him coldly, stared at him, and suddenly laughed, its eyes shining:

"Is it similar?"

"I knew I had the temperament for this..."

"But this is what you said, not what I said..."