If all the voices that belong to the illusory soul are taken away, then everything in this world will become a comical pantomime.

Two similar lives can be seen, one suddenly punches the other, the latter is immediately funny, and the former continues to return the old punch. The person who was beaten opened his mouth wide and shouted something, pulled out his gun, and killed the person who did it with one shot.

Then an old man with a wooden staff emerged from the darkness and manipulated the beaten man to stand up and continue the fight.

There are so many voices and claims in a chaotic world that individual voices are drowned out in such a tide and cannot be heard.

No one could understand what the deafening voices around them were saying, they just rolled and hid in panic, and then sent their blades behind the backs of others in a panic.

Everyone is a cage.

Everyone is blind.

In such a chaotic noise, each person is a chaotic embodiment of a lost individuality, which can be labeled as "Little Deaf Blind One", "Little Deaf Blind No. 2", "Little Deaf and Blind No. 3 (deceased)", and so on.

But red is different.

- "But red is different!"

A purple-haired man in a mask stood on a watchtower in the middle of the city, a fanatical smile with an exaggerated arc on the corners of his mouth.

A pompous red cloak wraps around the strong body, and white clouds are tattooed on it. The muscular and smooth body lines are like the most superb marble sculptures, full of violent beauty.

Flames of war are raging in every corner of the city.

Groups of sturdy thugs dressed in red moire cloaks appeared on the corner of the alley, rushing into the formed black modern armed army, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and lifting the weak human body away. The bullet hit them like a smooth stone, and the wounds healed quickly.

The army of black firearms was unable to drive the chariots outside the city into the city, so that they were pursued and killed by the less crowded side.

A terrible and chaotic battle.

"Raphael!

A gloomy voice fell into the purple-haired man's ears, and he turned to see an old friend surrounded by black soldiers.

The old woman is ugly, like an old witch who poisoned the princess in a fairy tale.

"Hahaha! You lowly creatures of garbage dare to question me!"

The old woman slowly drew her thin sword from her waist, her movements accurate and steady, like a classical and elegant nobleman.

Her expression was serious and old-fashioned.

"I can think that this is a provocation by you on behalf of the Killing Society against General Rafa, Raphael... ”

She shook her head and took a deep breath.

"No, if you can hit here, you can't be completely unresponsive around. In other words, the port cities in this area have fallen into your hands. ”

"I see, the war has begun. ”

"Heheheha!"

The purple hair laughed loudly, and the blood-red mouth was like a path to the abyss, and it was terrifyingly big.

"Stupid, weak, ignorant, ridiculous!"

"You lowly garbage call this war! From the moment you reject the Great Red, you are already a beast outside the world!"

"It is only natural for civilized people to eat wild beasts!

"You... ”

The old woman was shocked by his fanatical attitude, she didn't expect this old opponent's heart to change so much.

She subconsciously glanced at the red that was soaring into the sky in the distance.

It was a terrifying phenomenon that had only recently appeared, untouchable, incomprehensible, and belonged to some transcendent existential force.

And the only beings that truly transcend mortal beings in this dimension are those heavenly thrones ...

It's shuddering to think about.

Individuals with "qualifications" will be inspired by the color red, and those who do not follow will become prey to the Red believers, while the heretics and the unbelievers will be sacrificed and slaughtered as cattle by the indiscriminate w.

The party is the same and frenzied.

"At this time, you can still get distracted. ”

The purple-haired voice suddenly sounded in front of her, and the old woman was suddenly startled, reacting that she was still in front of the enemy.

For some reason, the black-clothed people around them froze in place, seeing that they couldn't live.

"I've killed their consciousness, give up resistance, trash. This is the only atonement you can make. ”

The cold voice seemed to be following the shadow of death, but his expression was extremely fanatical, and his huge palm grabbed the woman's head straight, and he lifted the weight as if he was about to reach out and pinch a rotten persimmon.

"Humph!"

The sword stabbed out like a venomous snake and pointed at the masked man's throat.

The latter did not dodge or dodge, and pinched her head with his big hand, allowing the sharp white thread to run through his throat.

"W-"

The human skull was so fragile that it burst open with a crisp sound of bones breaking, and juice splashed down from the fingertips, and blood foamed onto the purple hair, dyeing the ends of the hair red.

The red, blood-colored blood vessels climbed out of the man's wound, grabbed the thin thread, and spontaneously withdrew it and automatically retracted it, and as soon as the flesh shrank, the wound disappeared into invisibility.

The man shook his hand and rubbed the back of his hand against his smooth, white, muscular neck, which had not had the slightest wound.

Red brilliance!

"The authority of my lord.。!"

Feeling his power far beyond the past, Raphael trembled with excitement.

I will rule it all!

He kicked the headless corpse away, and the leader of the enemy kicked it off the building.

In the loud whistling sound, several black soldiers were stoned to death by the corpses falling from the sky, and the surviving people around were frightened by the appearance of this corpse, resulting in obvious confusion.

Raphael turned, his blood-colored moire cloak like a banner waving in the wind, reflecting the blue sky.

"Brothers of the Killing Society, my compatriots !——"

A huge roar resounded through the city like a bursting depth charge.

"Red on top!"

"Sacrifice to the infidels!"

"Don't take them prisoners!!"

The chaotic battlefield that had been stagnant for a moment boiled instantly, the morale of the thugs of the Killing Society was high, and the black soldiers who had lost their command fell into an irreversible rout.

"-Red on top!"

They charge.

"-King Kong is not bad!

The steel storms and explosions of modern armament were swept away by the flesh, and the barricades and sharp steel wire mesh were torn apart like pieces of paper.

"-Kill!Kill!Kill!Kill!"

The eyes of the jumping red monsters were scarlet, and they were like cannonballs falling into the black, and cracks exploded on the concrete floor under their feet.

The knife fell, the head flew high, the body fell, and the thug stood up.

Thirteen cities along the coast are full of such scenes, and the killers thrown into the red arms will devour the territory of the old warlord dictator.

And from a higher perspective, red is like a festering wound, oozing from every part of the snow-white bandage, disrupting all the original order.

The candle flame did not come out, and all the white was so weak in the face of such an extremely aggressive red.

Paradise is tired of civil war.,The school has long been unable to pay attention to these.,The divisions are fighting their own battles.。

Many of the members of the Two Gardens also became followers of Red.

The power at your fingertips, and the deeper meaning it represents, is a beacon of light for today's chaotic world.

The superior never cares about the thoughts of the weak, so that they are easily overthrown by the mob and the oppressed.

If the enemy can be suppressed, then the people can naturally only cling to it, not daring and unable to resist, and conversely, if there is a defeat in the high position and the war is lost, then everything is in vain.

But that's no longer the case.

Red gives qualified people a chance, even if they are not qualified, to become strong and extraordinary through their attachment to red.

Endless blood and hatred flowed into the soil, and great pillars of light stood tall, shining and red, and growing more and more agile.