The idea of "promotion" arose in my heart, and an abnormal desire immediately appeared.

Wei Wei turned his head to look at the somewhat blurry mirror on the wall, and saw that there was a faint bloodshot swimming in his eyes.

Otherwise, what Brother Xiaolin said before was not right, how could the demon promotion ceremony be so difficult.

At the beginning, he inadvertently awakened the power of scarlet, so that it was quite easy, in the training camp, he was easily promoted in another mission, and then it was some special measures in the training camp that helped him control it, and he suppressed it for a while.

And now, he has returned to the unrestrained scrap iron city, and that long-lost desire is also returning.

No, it's just a small class added, and the promotion ceremony is already in front of you.

Slumped on the sofa, Wei Wei was dressed and pillowed with a gun bag, and slowly closed his eyes.

With the trance of his spirit, endless whispers and illusions followed, and he seemed to have come to that bright red world again.

There was a thick blood-colored mist all around.

In the distance, there are shadowy, tall, twisted monsters, slowly roaming the world.

Wei Wei stepped on the blood that drowned the instep of his feet, and walked forward step by step, with a tall and solid execution frame beside him.

These execution racks stood above the sea of blood, as if they were hundreds of meters high, towering into the sky.

On the huge execution rack, there were one giant after another, with astonishing tall bodies, most of their bodies were shrouded in blood mist, and they could not see it really, only blood could be seen constantly sliding from their bodies, converging into a sea of blood below.

What Wei Wei was stepping on at this time was their blood.

He slowly walked through the world filled with the smell of forest and blood, and slowly walked past the two execution racks in front of him.

On these two execution racks, there is no longer a shroud of fog, and the appearance can be seen clearly.

The giant on the first execution rack, whose body was cut into many pieces, was again nailed to the huge execution rack.

The head was lowered, the top was full of horror and surprise, and looking up from below, it was not sure whether the giant was real or some kind of evil statue, but Wei Wei believed that if it was really a statue, then the person who made it must be a master level.

Even, beyond the scope of people.

Because this giant is so realistic, even if you look at it, you can feel his intense horror.

Like the intense experience before its death, it is frozen in this moment, eternal and eternal.

The giant on the second execution rack had countless spears stuck in it, as if it had been stabbed into a hedgehog.

Even his left eye was pierced by a spear, which made its expression almost invisible, but whether it was the palm that was trying to lift into the air, or the mouth that was slightly open, it seemed to be pouring out how dazed and helpless he was in the moment before he died.

Now, Wei Wei came to the third execution rack, stopped, and looked up.

The invisible whispers that filled his ears suddenly became ten times thicker, and Wei Wei's eyes seemed to be bloodshot uncontrollably.

Above his field of vision, the thick mist that shrouded the execution rack slowly dispersed as he cast his gaze, revealing a giant bound by iron chains to the execution rack, with his neck broken and his head in his arms.

Facing Wei Wei's eyes, the head suddenly blinked its eyelids, and it opened slowly.

Because this head was held in his arms, he was closer to Wei Wei under the execution rack.

Condescendingly, looking at Wei Wei emptily and mysteriously.

The huge and broken head had a strong sense of oppression, but I don't know if it was an illusion, his expression gave people an indescribable compassion, his eyes fell on Wei Wei's face emptyly, and his lips opened and closed gently, with a mysterious meaning:

"Killing is more than stupid atrocities."

"Scarlet descends into the world like a deep night, blooming a bleak flower."

"Give peace to the soul of the dead, and show the living to awe ......"

“……”

Wei Wei's brows furrowed.

The man on the execution rack looked at him with compassion, and he didn't know if he was pitying himself for his own miserable end.

His eyes were dim and empty, and all he could do was repeat the words.

Before the previous sentence has dissipated, the next sentence has already followed, so that the sound forms a wave of stacks.

Intertwined, impacting Wei Wei's mind.

Promotion ceremony.

In order to further gain demonic power and step into a higher stage, these rituals need to be completed.

Whenever the demonic activity of the transcendents reaches more than 75%, they will often have vague images and words in their minds, as well as some more direct and specific things, telling them what their next promotion ceremony and goals are.

Wei Wei's demonic power activity has always been very stable.

More than 95% all year round.

So he actually knew early on what his next promotion ceremony would be.

At that time, he hadn't even returned to Scrap Iron City.

But the problem is also here, although he has clearly heard the content of the promotion ceremony for a long time, but ......

…… Didn't understand.

……

……

According to what Wei Wei had learned, the promotion ceremonies of other demon systems were often very clear, just like the promotion ceremonies of the war order that Xiao Lin had said before, what he needed to do, to what extent, and even how many souls to sacrifice, were all clear.

The other sequences are also very similar, each with its own strict requirements and almost greedy sacrificial requirements.

They have no regard for the peace and tranquility of the world, throwing cruel instructions into the minds of demonic infected.

As long as such a ritual can be completed, more powerful demonic powers can be obtained.

It seems difficult, but it is unusually simple, and everyone has their own clear direction in their minds.

The more loyal you are to the devil, the clearer this direction becomes.

It is precisely because of this that I don't know how many ambitious transcendentals, in order to achieve their own promotion, have set off a bloody storm in the spiritual barrier or the wilderness, and the corpses are like mountains or destroy a city, which is completely within their acceptable range.

Human life, or city, is only a number in the ceremony, and it is a necessary part.

……

……

But Wei Wei's problem is also here, when he first awakened the scarlet ability, he entered this room with a scythe.

At that time, I basically didn't know why I woke up, and I didn't notice it, I only knew that I had to kill these monsters in front of me, so the scarlet whisper sounded in my ears, and the blood flowing from the wound was wrapped around the sickle.

It was the first time, and I hadn't reacted yet, and I had already woken up.

As for the second time, it was during the training camp, the instructor took them on a mission with a high mortality rate, and Wei Wei was placed in the group with the highest mortality rate, they were surrounded by a group of wandering mobs with demons sheltered in an abandoned gymnasium, everyone thought they were bound to die, but when the rescue team arrived, they saw Wei Wei sitting on a pile of corpses and laughing.

It was also after that time that the instructor had to send himself to a psychiatric sanatorium for a few days......

However, only twice.

After that, he was selected by the Foundation to join a mysterious project as an experiment and try another path.

However, the road has now been recovered as a successful sample before he returns.

It has nothing to do with itself anymore, and it has nothing to do with scarlet.

It can be said that it was only from the time he officially left the training camp and returned to Scrap Iron City that he was ready to continue the scarlet road.

And then here comes the question.

The first two times, I was unknowingly promoted, but this time it was different.

……

……

Promotion ceremonies are often divided into two parts: sacrifices and ceremonies.

His own sacrifices should have been prepared enough, or even excessive.

But this last ritual became the part that bothered me the most.

Wei Wei could feel that the most crucial step related to his promotion to the third state, the Scarlet Mentor, was in this ceremony.

But perhaps, there are some subtle things in this that I haven't been able to understand.

The thin ones are only a layer of window paper.

Maybe as long as you understand, the next second, you can immediately enter the third state safely.

But what is this subtle thing?

Wei Wei felt distressed.

Isn't it enough to work overtime on your own? It's going to be stuck on this promotion ceremony.

Perhaps, he is still too kind?

Legend has it that the more crazy you are, the more you can be promoted quickly, and you are law-abiding and kind, so you are stuck.

……

……

The famous murder house in the 15th block, room 302.

The curtains were so thick that it was daytime, but the room was dark.

Wei Wei and his clothes curled up on the sofa, sleeping with their guns on their pillows.

As if the doubts in his dream had affected him, his brow furrowed tightly.

Until the sound of "ticking" sounded out of nowhere, quietly appeared in the room, and also appeared in the deep dream.

There seemed to be a voice close to his ear, quietly explaining to him, telling......

"Crimson isn't just about killing......"

"Only the most touching touch of the soul triggers a true awakening ......"

“……”

It was also at this time that the head pendant hanging on the wall was sleeping quietly, but it was different from its usual state, although it was sleeping, it occasionally squirmed its mouth and closed its eyes, as if it was running a computer at high speed.

After some time, it suddenly opened its eyes, and its face was full of horror:

"God's Legacy ......"

"Demonic Forbidden Objects - Divine Death Knell!"

“……”

"Huh!"

At the same time, Wei Wei was awakened, took out his gun in an instant, and looked at the head pendant.

Tick, tick, tick......

In this unreal day, between sleep and wakefulness, he and the head pendant both heard the clear sound of the pointer moving.

It seems to be right in the ear.