Captain Ouyang's expression suddenly changed, and he vaguely realized that he had heard some great secret: "Don't you think your superior totem is afraid of such an existence?"

The foolish spirit smiled lowly: "The first person to step onto the ring, does he have the right to call himself the only person standing on the ring?"

With a vague look of disdain on her face, her shadow drifted towards the Scrap Iron City.

The shape has also become larger and larger, blocking the front of Captain Ouyang, and the fine runes of knowledge around it have begun to ripple.

"Although not human..."

Captain Ouyang was moved and excited: "But it's actually quite good..."

"Such as a sense of security..."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the spirit of stupidity suddenly floated back to him, his eyes a little uncertain, and he looked firmly in the direction of Scrap Iron City.

"What's wrong?"

"..."

Captain Ouyang was a little confused.

The foolish spirit's face seemed to have a serious expression like a human being: "There are some things I'm not sure about."

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In Scrap Iron City, in the Church of the Faceless Man, Shu Yaqian was ready to ring the bell, but she suddenly sensed something and raised her head suddenly.

At this time, countless people on the entire battlefield suddenly felt the impact of the mysterious power. In a daze, they saw the shocking scene that could not be described in words.

The sheep-faced demon, which had been submerged in the chaotic lines and was even forever wrapped in chaos, was actually smiling happily at this time.

He watched as the thing that had its outer skin torn off and revealed its chaotic nature began to affect the battlefield, or rather the city, unscrupulously. The mocking expression on his face could no longer be tolerated.

"That's it?"

He laughed loudly and fell heavily to the ground.

This bottom world in a semi-illusory state suddenly opened countless gaps. At that moment, a large amount of blood poured into the world.

Those chaotic lines and particles began to be soaked in the blood.

The entire underlying world began to turn into a surging sea of ​​blood, and the strong smell of blood seemed to evoke the most terrifying side in everyone's heart.

The sheep-faced demon, or Wei Wei, was now surrounded by strange blood threads and was squirming non-stop.

You can't tell whether he is speaking or whether the blood threads wrapped around his body are using his body to send out some kind of low will:

"I have killed countless guys like you before..."

"..."

Following his voice, the sea of ​​​​blood suddenly rose to a wave nearly a hundred meters high, and the moment the wave fell, four huge shadows appeared on the sea.

Those were four giants that Wei Wei often saw in his spiritual world.

Each of them had a guilty expression on their face, and appeared around them in a posture of being severely abused and punished.

Thin sounds began to fill every inch of space, like the gospel resounding in people's minds.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that each of those voices is the voice of a person repenting, the kind of voice of repentance that can never be made up for.

The tortured giant is his attendant.

Painful confession is his gospel.

The red world rendered by the sea of ​​blood is his own holy light.

Wei Wei, or the sheep-faced demon, his laughter echoed in the sea of ​​blood. He reached forward and raised his arm. The surrounding blood waves suddenly set off a huge high front, squeezing the endless particles and lines into one place.

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And those chaotic particles and lines were no longer under control. They were forcibly integrated and bound to one place. The monster named New God was hung on the sea blood in a large glyph shape.

Struggling hard, he kept breaking off the blood threads one after another, only to be bound by the blood threads again and again.

Like a desperate lamb.

Wei Wei looked at it with admiration and slowly waved the sickle in his hand.

However, in terms of functionality, is it more like a scalpel?

"The scarlet operating table seems to be able to be upgraded at this time?"

As if he had discovered a new world, Wei Wei suddenly had an idea and once again opened up his talent for developing new skills.

"God's operating table?"

"..."

With the instinct to destroy this thing and his commendable thirst for knowledge, Wei Wei slowly lowered his scalpel towards the monster.

The picture started to look crazy and unreal.

Cutting with one knife after another, Wei Wei sometimes faced a huge creature and began to cut its skin, tear open its tendon texture, take out its heart and organs, and observe the direction of its nerves and blood.

Sometimes he returned to the room he rented in Scrap Iron City and sat at the dining table covered with snow-white tablecloth, elegantly enjoying the bloody flesh and blood in front of him.

Sometimes he stood in front of a large area of ​​particles and lines, with countless blood streaks squirming from his body, covering every particle and line...

Once it reaches the conceptual level, specific pictures can no longer represent the entire meaning.

But every scene makes people feel incredible and crazy, as if their heart is being pinched by big hands, and terror is almost overflowing from their throats.

The smile on Wei Wei's face became stronger and stronger, and he enjoyed this moment full of ritual feeling.

The fifth state promotion ceremony begins.

I will eventually pierce your heart with my sword,

Just because the sound of crying day and night lingers in my ears.

The promotion ceremony of the fifth scarlet state is to pierce the heart.

With a sword named "fear", it penetrates the hearts of all those who have broken the bottom line.

You will always be afraid, because you know that the moment you cross the bottom line, scarlet will come.

So, what is your biggest fear?

Dismember your gods in front of all believers?

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When this thing called God received the first blow, the whole world became quiet.

Every time Wei Wei made a cut, the scarlet blood stained it even more. At the same time, its structure, and even its power, began to be learned by scarlet.

Wei Wei seemed to have not changed at all, but the red blood streaks on his body suddenly extended in all directions.

The scarlet power he can control and the scope of his influence are limited, but in this scrap iron city, there are many people who believe in the sheep-faced devil, and the scarlet blood threads pass through their mental space and extend to all parts of the battlefield.

Those who were falling into crazy emotions due to the sound of the bone flute saw red shadows appearing in front of them at this moment.

The huge scythe cut through the bodies of one person after another, carrying the blood that did not negotiate or communicate with anyone. I don't know how many people rushed into the scrap iron city, and the bone flute aroused the craziest side of the people in their hearts.

, while enjoying the pleasure of tearing apart and destroying the entire complete body in front of him with his teammates, he saw a strong sea of ​​blood falling from the sky, and he was tied to the execution rack, while the devil with a sheep face led him step by step.

Came in front of him with a smile...

Whether they were numb believers or crazy members of the mysterious organization, they all felt the shiver of the cold blade brushing against their own hair.

The scenes in front of him kept switching, sometimes he was in the middle of the sea of ​​blood, facing the devil alone.

Sometimes he switches to reality and sees the people around him dying one by one, with flying limbs scattered in the air, like a strange firework.

The bloody shadow was like a sharp sword, piercing their hearts.

The most terrifying thing was the great knight of the Church of Order who was about to turn into a stone statue. He suddenly opened his eyes in horror. His movements were so big that stone chips even peeled off his face:

"He, he is learning the rules of our god?"

It was impossible to describe the despair in his heart at this moment. Not only did he fail to come into the world successfully, but even his authority was about to be taken away?

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"It turns out that this is what they understand about God..."

An unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled Wei Wei's heart, and he even felt happiness for the first time.

He dissected this so-called god and threw the power of the sheep-faced demon into the entire battlefield, directly persuading the crazy crowds to put down the butcher's knife.

I didn't do anything deliberately to make the other person afraid or anything else.

He was just performing his responsibilities, and things like fear were born out of these people's own initiative and out of control.

Wei Wei is a friendly person and believes that he has never forced fear on others. In the process of traveling through the battlefield and shrouding this bloody nightmare over everyone, he even said a friendly hello to many people.
To be continued...