Crimson Comes Chapter 22

Deep, subtle, twisted, fearful...

With the sound of the strange whisper, the surrounding air seemed to resonate, and it was not even clear at this time whether it was the corpse of the wedding dress escaping from the ceiling at a strange speed making this sound, or this raving about myself. in fermentation.

The rustling, like a worm, almost breaks through the eardrums and burrows into the human brain.

And as the sound became louder, the surrounding air was spinning and twisting rapidly, and the pendant fell rustling.

Then, the walls and roof of the house also twisted and rotated.

"Crash..."

And as the sound became louder, a strong rancid smell came.

One by one, the stiff black shadows flew up with their wings flying, circling like flies.

It was a rotting crow, with dark red eyes and a foul smell.

They quickly converged, and soon they were like a dark cloud, stretched out their sharp claws and black beaks, soared from all directions of the farm, swarmed up, and squeezed into this cramped room, like black rotten tornadoes circling. .

"Hula..."

They gathered in a group and dived towards Ye Feifei and Wei Wei in the middle of the room.

Dark red eyes are like little sparks.

"Be careful…"

Before Wei Wei could shoot, he turned around quickly, rushed towards the crow with his back, and protected Ye Feifei under his body.

Ye Feifei protected the baby with his body.

The two of them were covered by a dark cloud, and the sound of clothes being torn could be heard incessantly.

When this crow flew over them, they saw that Wei Wei's back clothes had been torn, and even the skin had been scratched with countless sharp cuts, and a large piece of flesh had been lost seriously. , blood seeped out from the wound.

When he got up, the wound had already started to wriggle and healed.

However, the mucus from the corpse's mouth was left at the wound, but it adhered to the side of the wound, slowing down the healing speed.

"The devil of life?"

Suddenly there was a voice next to it, the corpse of the woman in wedding dress hanging upside down on the ceiling admiring the despair of the two of them.

She looked at Wei Wei's back, and instead showed a disdainful and sarcastic expression:

"No wonder two people dare to break in and sabotage my plan."

"Only, don't you know that the power of the demon of life is just restrained by death?"

As her voice sounded, the crow in the room circled and swooped down again in a more vicious posture.

These crows seem endless.

Around the concrete house, the piles of tattered burlap bags were torn apart from time to time by sharp claws.

Pile of rotten objects fell to the ground.

Then, a hoarse voice sounded in this group of rotten creatures, one by one struggling to flap their wings, opening their eyes, and twisting their necks.

Under the whispers of demons that permeated the room, they waved their rotten wings stiffly.

They kept joining the dead crows, making the crows stronger, like a heavy cloud.

"Whoa..."

At the same time, taking advantage of the extremely short gap that the crows passed by, Wei Wei quickly pulled Ye Feifei, pushed her to the corner of the wall, and then turned the sofa on which the dead corpse sat upside down and covered her. On his body, a simple protective shield was made, and he turned around himself, and his body quickly jumped out, dodging the main force of the crows, and then raised his hand and blasted it.

Boom blah blah.

When the bullet was shot down, four or five rotting crow corpses fell down, and the minced flesh trembled gently on the ground.

But compared to the huge crowd of crows, it did not cause any effective damage at all, and the violent and loud gunshots were completely unable to cause any deterrence to these dead creatures. Wei rushed over.

As Wei Wei stepped back, he quickly opened the barrel of the gun and glanced at the few bullets left inside.

To save some time, he reminded himself.

I have always had a bad habit of using bullets indiscriminately whenever I have a lot of money.

The special bullets made by the Foundation, whether in terms of power or the privileges inherent in them, always make me fall in love with them.

But the problem is, these bullets are not easy to play.

When I was in the training camp before, I still had the opportunity to get a few more bullets, but now, the bullets that the entire scrap iron city can get every month are limited. Not to mention.

The most miserable investigators basically write a report every time a bullet is used.

Wei Wei didn't want to end up like this, so before he came to report, he had been deliberately hiding his inventory.

But the bar that I met on the way here has already consumed a certain amount of stock.

Although I told the instructor that there were no more, I still had a few on hand.

But these few can't just be wasted on these innocent crows...

Otherwise, what if you want to kill someone in the future, but there is no bullet.

A security officer affiliated to the Foundation killed a person with a contamination factor with a special bullet. Even if the person has citizenship, he will not be investigated. The Guard Office will directly transfer such a case to the relevant department of the Foundation for verification. However, because the relevant departments of the Foundation are too busy, most of the investigations are just pretending and basically ignore it.

But even Foundation investigators who use ordinary bullets to kill an infected person with citizenship need to undergo rigorous investigation.

In some cases, they were even kicked out of the investigation section and prosecuted.

This is a privilege, but to a certain extent, it is also a limitation.

But it seems that the current situation is not something that can be solved by bullets.

With the help of the force field of the death demon, the dead will be awakened from their slumber, attack the living, and spread the power of death.

However, the huge crowd of crows on the farm seemed to have been prepared for a long time, but it had a certain impact on Wei Wei.

The simplest ability, after making up for it in quantity, is also very terrifying.

...like terrible waste.

Since this is the case, it can only be...

Having made a decision, Wei Wei felt relieved.

He even said that in his heart, he had been yearning for this moment.

Facing the dark crowd of crows in the room, that kind of dark cloud also seemed to cover the entire room as a death spirit.

Instead, there was a kind of joy on his face.

A kind of genuine joy from the heart, even, a little too joyful...

Just like a person's smile can make people feel comfortable, but when this smile gradually becomes exaggerated, it is somewhat...

...shudder.

"If the power of the demon of life can't solve the problem..."

Wei Wei spoke slowly, his eyes closed gently, and then slowly opened again.

As soon as he closed it, and then opened it, there was a faint bloodshot in his eyes.

These bloodshots suddenly began to wriggle and spread.

Then, on Wei Wei's back and left cheek, those wounds that were obviously unable to heal, and even showed signs of decay.

Suddenly, there were slender blood threads extending from the inside.

They hooked and intertwined with each other, stitching up the wounds on his body one by one.

This turned Wei Wei's body into a toy full of stitches in a short period of time.

At the same time, he put the gun in his hand back into the gun pocket behind his waist, and then took off a sickle from the wall beside him. A common sickle with a rusted mouth for cutting wheat and weeds.

Those bloodshots that sutured his wound are rapidly extending from his wound.

A little bit along his wrist, it covered the sickle.

And with the rapid spread and entanglement of bloodshots, this ordinary sickle is also rapidly elongated and deformed, forming a length of more than two meters, with sharp edges, blood-colored whole body, and countless bloodshots squirming like living creatures. The ferocious scythe of the **** of death.

"What about this kind of power?"

Wei Wei suddenly gritted his teeth and smiled, blood in his eyes.

Then he stepped forward, waving the blood-colored sickle in his hand, and charged towards the black carrion crow in front of him.

"You are not a life system..."

At this moment, the corpse in the twisted wedding dress saw the bloodshots on Wei Wei's body, and suddenly looked terrified and shouted loudly.

"You! What is it?"

It's just that before she could speak out, the blood-colored sickle swung head-on.

"chi", "chi", "chi", "chi"

The dense blade cutting sound formed a straight line.

I don't know how many dead crows flying in this narrow room were instantly cut into two neat halves.

No, not just being cut.

Where the blood-colored sickle was swayed, the red blood threads came alive, twisted and spread out to the surroundings, and they themselves seemed to carry that kind of weird, "Devil's Whisper"-like sound, straight to the death in this room. The force field was also cut in half.

At the moment when the corpse of the woman in the wedding dress appeared in a flash of scarlet, she had already turned to flee.

Her azure face was full of fear, her twisted body boosted the speed to the extreme, and she rushed to the window position in an instant, and her figure jumped out, but she just rushed out four or five meters, inside the window , suddenly a huge blood-colored sickle came out, and the sickle hooked her waist instantly, pulling her despairingly back into the room.

The upper half of the body was divided, and the flat end was placed on the sickle.

Wei Wei's eyes were bloodshot, and he slowly retracted the sickle, staring at the will on the head that had not yet completely disappeared.

He laughed in a low voice: "Evil spirit? Residual will? Or a demon?"

"Whatever you are..."

"If it wasn't to summon you out to kill, why would I help you complete the last part of the sacrifice?"

The expression of fear appeared on this head, and it was frozen at the last moment.

A satisfied smile suddenly appeared on Wei Wei's face, the blood-colored sickle danced, and scarlet shadows filled the entire room.

Chapter end