Chapter Seventy-Two: The Scarlet Reaper

"Tutu Tutu Tutu Tu Tu ......"

The stump was broken, and scarlet bullets flew in the air, opening out hideous bloodshots.

Wei Wei slaughtered from the inner hall to the outer hall, his body was full of splattered blood, and under his feet was a wriggling piece of flesh.

The bloodshot heavy machine guns erupted with terrifying lethality, tearing apart the flesh and body tissues of the black robes shaking in front of them one by one, and the lethality contained in each bullet was more than three times that of the usual one.

In the face of the astonishing firepower, the first and second forms of the Life Demon, no matter how strong the vitality is, it has become a straw to be harvested.

The bloodshot bullets did not hit someone at all, but pierced through their bodies one by one.

In the small space, it seems to form a line of blood, which has a terrifying lethality.

"Damn it, damn it......"

The Third State Priest roared angrily and rushed through the crowd towards Wei Wei.

At this time, he was extremely angry, and with the roar, his body actually swelled rapidly, tearing the black robe, and then an arm that seemed to be a bloated flesh and blood body instantly crossed a distance of four or five meters, and grabbed Wei Wei fiercely.

The first two states of the Life Demon did not have too strong confrontation ability.

But in the third state, the use of life energy has reached a new critical point, and it also produces terrifying abilities.

The third state of life demons: flesh and blood.

Under the anger of the life sacrifice, the body has become like a mass of flesh and blood monsters.

As he rushed towards Wei Wei, he passed through the believers who were struggling on the ground one by one, or who had died, and his body began to squirm and pull, swallowing them up, turning himself into a collection of multiple bodies.

He can draw residual life energy from the undead or the recently deceased by devouring them.

At the same time, he also increases his body through the fusion of flesh and blood.

This made him quickly turn into a huge monster that swelled to a height of three or four meters, with painful human faces growing on his body.

The huge arms, which were also formed by the fusion and entanglement of different arms, grabbed towards Wei Wei from afar.

In the flickering lights of the monastery, there is a kind of frightening visual impact.

"Phew!"

Wei Wei held a heavy machine gun in one hand, and took out a black short gun with the other, and shot him in the palm of his hand.

The cyan flames burned, forcing the sacrificial's fist of flesh and blood back.

Can't be touched by it.

In this state, no matter what part of his body he touches, he will immediately assimilate his flesh and blood, and if he is not careful, he can directly devour his life and turn it into a face on his body......

"No, it's too inefficient......"

Wei Wei quickly stepped back, thinking unusually calmly at the same time.

The life demon's ability to resist may not be good, but the terrifying life recovery ability makes them like rubber balls that can't be stepped on no matter how they step on them.

Even if it's just a life demon in the first or second state, it's enough to consume a lot of bullets on oneself.

And over and over again, when it was clear that he was already going to die, he struggled to sit up, like maggots stained with blood.

In particular, the sacrifice of the third state showed the horror of the demon of life, constantly trying to rush up and attack him.

Even Wei Wei didn't have the ambition to solve the third state of a life demon in a short period of time.

He just used the Bavet bullets, constantly pushing him back and draining his strength.

Thankfully, he also knows that he is chasing the flesh rose of his dreams, and carries enough bullets with him every day.

But in this way, the consumption rate of the already small number of blue-headed ghost bullets is also extremely amazing.

"Boom la la ......"

Behind him, in the distance, in the monastery, there were many footsteps coming, and they were all guards who had been concentrated on the periphery.

When they heard the commotion, they had gathered quickly.

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"Then let's do it another way......"

Wei Wei poured the bullets from the heavy fire machine gun, flew back, and threw the gun aside.

I could have grabbed another handful, but there was no point in it.

This method of inflicting massive and high damage by consuming one's own blood is indeed very efficient, but there is also a problem.

Prone to excessive blood loss.

As he retreated, he had an idea, and flew back to the lawn of the monastery, with a sickle hanging from the wall.

It's a good thing, it's everywhere......

Wei Wei flew forward, holding the scythe in his hand, the blood on his hand kept dripping, the blood squirmed, covering the sickle, and gradually formed a scarlet scythe that was two or three meters long, flashing with cold light and hideous blood, and then flew forward.

In the dim light, broken black robes rose in the air.

Like the cloak of death, the hunting sound in this blood-soaked world brings the smell of killing.

A scythe in his right hand and a short black spear with a bauche bullet in his left hand.

Red figures roamed the monastery, slashing at the heads of people who were struggling to die.

"Huh!"

The guards had just heard the movement and rushed here, and before they could raise their guns, a blood-red figure suddenly rushed to them.

A face that is still a little childish, with a large number of scars intertwined with blood, revealing a bright smile.

"Sneer......"

They raised their guns in anger in anger, only to see the red scythe swinging fiercely from a distance.

A string of human heads fell to the ground, with hideous and painful expressions.

Wei Wei laughed excitedly, and the blood squirming in the wounds on his body seemed to have become crazy because of this, and his activity was much stronger.

Firearms and bullets have always been Wei Wei's favorites because they are very efficient.

But sometimes, I don't mind having an occasional date with Scythe, after all, this is my first love......

Saving money and being sensible, isn't this the characteristic of first love?

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"Maniac, Maniac......"

The sacrifice of the life master level chased after Wei Wei weakly, and the countless faces on his body let out desperate rage.

Although he fused a large amount of flesh and blood, which increased his size, he did not have a great advantage in speed, and Wei Wei kept bypassing him, harvesting the lives of others in the monastery, which made him feel angry and powerless.

He has made a lot of plans, and he has also arranged a number of blocking strategies.

In order to protect this sacrificial site.

But before, he thought that he might be suddenly surrounded by the extraordinary sheriff of Scrap Iron City.

I even thought that it was possible to surround me by the patrol team of Scrap Iron City, and countless bazookas flew in like raindrops.

I also thought that it might be that the leader of the White Ghost Knights, who once had an astonishing reputation in the wilderness, suddenly fell from the sky, bringing despair to himself and the believers at the sacrificial point.

But he never thought that he would meet such a person.

Sneaking in suddenly, he picked up a pair of small shoes left behind by the sacrifice, and then began to slaughter without saying a word.

It's really just a massacre.

I could feel the evil of the demonic aura in him, but I couldn't feel his strength.

But on the contrary, this person is too efficient.

In a very short period of time, he had already brought desperate fear to the believers under his command, and even to the guards.

Is this man here to kill his entire sacrificial site?

In his rage, he could only keep yelling, and the huge arms made of intertwined hands and feet stretched forward.

One by one, the palms of despair opened in the flesh and blood, only trying to grab Wei Wei at this time.

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"Hahaha......"

Wei Wei wandered through the blood-colored world, dodging the hands of the Life Sacrifice.

Although the power of the Life Sacrifice was strong at this time, the speed was not fast, and it could not take advantage of it in the slightest.

The beating of his heart had reached the extreme, and his mood was also sent to the peak that he had not thought of before.

Excited, excited, even, sentimental......

He wielded his scythe to harvest the lives one by one, and watched as his feeble wrists hung on the ground or splashed in the air, and the flesh rose pattern on it became extremely clear at this moment, as if it took him back to that night three years ago.

The desperate little Qiqi was hung on the chandelier, and her white skirt was stained with blood......

His heart pounded.

The smile on his face uncontrollably unfolded, and even his throat was about to burst into an inexplicably excited laugh......

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"What are you doing?"

But just when Wei Wei's excitement was about to rush to the boiling point, an angry voice suddenly sounded.

This voice does not resound from reality, but from the spiritual world.

A world full of blood and carnage, and suddenly, there was a feeling of being watched.

The infinite whispers suddenly fell into this world like rain falling from the sky, and the air around them became viscous.

Even the smell of blood wafting through the air seemed to be frozen in the air.

Everything in front of him was twisting, stretching, and pulling away, as if there was some surreal force that instantly covered the entire monastery.

In the inner hall of the monastery, the flesh and blood on the stone platform suddenly split, revealing a huge eye.

The huge pupils contracted into a small dot, full of anger, and looked out fiercely.

This gaze seemed to pass through the layers of stone walls and fell on Wei Wei's face.

Feeling the astonishing aura, even the angry life sacrifice was stunned, and the countless faces that appeared on his body showed both shock and sluggishness at this moment, and he couldn't believe the ecstasy of this scene:

Countless mouths shouted at the same time: "Master......"

"The host cast his attention......"