What would it be like to kick the opponent in the hardest place with all your might?

At this moment, the three agents, including the Black Knight, and the people from the Information Analysis Department, couldn't imagine what would happen next.

Just know, it's going to hurt.

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"Get out of here!"

As soon as the black knight realized that something was wrong, he immediately let out a low roar and struggled to pull back the spear that had pierced Wei Wei's heart.

His strength is far beyond normal logic, it seems that even if this spear pierces the earth, he can easily withdraw it, but he didn't expect that this spear obviously pierced Wei Wei's heart, but it seemed to be caught by a demon, Wei Wei's face still had a relaxed smile, relaxed, without a little force, but this spear seemed to take root in Wei Wei's chest, and it didn't move.

The black knight was shocked by this scene, and was a little incomprehensible, and the burning flames in his eyes seemed to have been extinguished a lot.

Also at this moment, Wei Wei suddenly laughed, clenched his fist, aimed at the black knight's face, and smashed it forward.

"Bang!"

The punch slammed into the black knight's face, but it only knocked him back a little, and in a whirlwind, his eyes were steaming with anger, and his head slammed forward.

It doesn't matter if he was smashed in the face by Wei Wei, he actually took the initiative to hit his head on Wei Wei's fist again.

Kaba......

Wei Wei's wrists made a crisp sound because of this, and the wrist joints that were smashed by his impact were almost broken.

"You don't have the qualifications to underestimate me......

He roared violently, and the flames on his body burned as if they were substance, and everything that was burned by this flame would be swept up in it, and he couldn't help it.

War Demons.

Not only is it born with amazing strength and rage, but it also begins to merge with the concept of war in this world, the more fierce and terrifying the war is, the stronger the power of the war demon, the same way, the two sides that join the war, the more people behind it, the stronger the power of the war demon, behind the black knight, there is a whole city of people, and the scarlet is just a person who joined the war alone.

The Black Knight didn't understand why he might lose.

Maybe the Crimson has a little trick up his sleeve and can scare himself, but in the midst of the pitfalls on the battlefield, he is far from it.

There is no one who can compete with the demons of war and fight on the frontal battlefield.

But in the face of his arrogant roar, Wei Wei just frowned, with some pampering in his eyes, as if he was looking at a naughty child.

Naughty children are a headache, but they look at him dotingly because they always think too simply.

Wei Wei took a deep breath and clenched his fist again.

It's just that at this moment, as his fist clicked, endless bloodshot suddenly began to emerge behind him, and in each piece of blood, there was a layer of desperate faces.

These desperate faces stared blankly at the Black Knight, their mouths wide open.

And the power of scarlet, the moment these desperate faces appeared, like a volcano erupting underground, began to emerge with violent power.

The Black Knight's expression suddenly turned horrified: "How is this possible?"

"Crimson has betrayed ......"

「......」

Stepping into the seventh rank of Scarlet, Wei Wei has become a "symbol", a symbol of the desperate, so he can appear beside every desperate person, and he can also gain strength from every desperate person, but as far as the Black Knight knows, Scarlet has turned back, so he has betrayed, and he should have an empty personality at this time, and he cannot use the power of the desperate, which is also the key basis for their assassination......

Can ...... now

"Crimson never betrays ......"

Wei Wei replied in a low voice in the eyes of the unbelievable light under his helmet.

The answer was even accompanied by a gentle and friendly smile.

In the next moment, this fist, which condensed the eyes of countless desperate people, had already smashed into the black knight's face.

In an instant, the Black Knight's head jerked back, his helmet was torn apart, his head was twisted and stunned, his teeth and the bridge of his nose were broken, and flesh and nosebleeds spurted wildly.

Before receiving such a round of punches, the Black Knight never thought that one day, he could be so embarrassed.

Of course, he didn't expect that the surprise was still to come, and this was just the beginning.

No matter what he faced, Wei Wei, who liked to solve it directly with a gun, rather than using an inefficient weapon like a fist, seemed to have a bad taste at this time, and he could have pulled out a gun, but he didn't, but smashed into the black knight's face with a punch, smashing his face apart, blood splattered, and smashed his head directly out of the dent, and finally smashed it directly, and his body fell to the ground with convulsions.

"War ......"

It was only at this time that there was nothing to smash, Wei Wei slowly retracted his fist and sneered in a low voice:

"Whether you're a war agent or something, you don't know enough......

"The most powerful war is definitely not a contest of strength, but the resistance of the desperate......

"You don't understand war!"

「......」

"Something went wrong, the plan was cancelled."

Also at the moment when the Black Knight was defeated, the overall plan was actually only a third of the way out. They still have enough back-up plans that have not been implemented.

However, the doctor in the white coat, or the agent of the life demon, has keenly discovered the problem, as a life demon, he seems to be very experienced in how to keep his life, and he has turned around and fled as soon as possible, at the same time, those women in red dresses who are under his control have been driven by him, desperately squeezing in the direction of Wei Wei, as if to create opportunities for him.

But at the same time, Wei Wei had already turned around, and the black short gun in his hand finally hooked the trigger.

"Phew!"

The body of a woman in a red dress suddenly flickered, and the layer of flesh and blood on the surface of her body melted, and fell to the ground with a tick.

But it wasn't only she who was shot, as the gunshots rang out all around, all the people who heard the gunshots, the outermost layer of flesh and blood on their bodies, began to collapse and melt involuntarily.

The melting of the flesh and blood was quickly passed on to the surgeon's body.

His running footsteps suddenly stopped, and he saw that the flesh and blood on his body were cracking slightly, as if he had lost his restraints.

"Life Eats Back!"

His face changed suddenly, those lives were released by himself, so when those lives were destroyed, he would also be affected to a certain extent.

Of course, if only one or two are affected, you can fully bear it.

But now, a large area of life backlash has come at the same time, and the surface of his body has become somewhat untenable.

He didn't have time to think, so he suddenly stood still, his feet became bloated, swelled, and a trace of flesh seeped into the ground, and his legs, waist, and limbs also began to twist and stretch rapidly, and the blood-colored muscle tissue tore the flesh and skin, and kept rotating and twisting, so that in this moment, he actually grew into a giant tree of flesh and blood seven or eight meters high, with skinless faces on it, blinking his eyes constantly.

Flesh and blood, a symbol of life.

With an almost infinite life force, no harm in this world can have a substantial impact on the flesh giant.

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

Wei Wei was still firing guns, but those bullets were all absorbed to the flesh giant tree, and then directly devoured by the flesh, and then one by one the bullets were spit out, and the flesh and blood regrew.

It's like shooting at the water, pointless.

Titicaca...

The sound of the bone joints twitching in a string will also be very pleasant, like a firecracker being detonated inside the flesh, and the flesh and blood tentacles will quickly roll towards Wei Wei.

The power of the Demon of Life lies in its immortality.

You can't kill you all the time, then, in the battlefield confrontation, the demon of life actually has more say than the demon of war, after all, in every battlefield, there will always be the one who survives.

"Woohoo"

Wei Wei walked forward with a gun, and every flesh tentacle that hit him was shattered, but more flesh tentacles came at him.

The Life Demon seems to be using this way to tell himself that he is strong and invincible.

But Wei Wei couldn't help but smile on his face, looking at the nightmarish flesh and blood giant tree with teeth and claws, he just frowned, raised the muzzle, and slowly fell downward.

"Phew!"

This shot hit the ground.

Before the life demon could not even aim at the bullet's mockery, the ground hit by the bullet had already appeared one after another, swirling, under the rift, there began to be dazzling firelight, these cracks spread more and more, has formed a piece, finally, the fragile ground, collapsed with a bang, under the tree of life, a strange empty world burning magma, emitting an invisible roar.

The Tree of Life stood unsteadily, and suddenly a piece fell into the hollow world.

One by one, the black palms grabbed at the root of his flesh and blood, tore greedily, and pulled inch by inch into the ground.

"What is this?"

On the trunk of the tree, frightened faces roared at the same time, unable to imagine this scene.

But Wei Wei had already walked towards his seniors, with a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth, and habitually issued a sentence:

"Oh, life demon!"

「......」

It is of course very difficult to destroy the Life Demon with the power of Crimson, especially the Life Demon Agent who can already conjure the essence of life and the Flesh Monster Tree.

But the Demon of Death can easily destroy the Demon of Life.

The Crimson Demon and the Death Demon are not allies, but the Crimson Demon may use the Death Demon.

After all, it has harvested too much surreal logic, and much of that surreal logic is related to the demon of death.

Maybe Wei Wei can't use it skillfully, but opening the gate of hell is already a very simple matter.

How to deal with the Demon of Life?

Stuff him into hell and let them digest it on their own.

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"No, what are we dealing with this time?"

Above the other tall building, the Plague Demon Agent had already issued an incredible question.

Before starting this assassination, all the preparations were fully deduced and calculated, they were very sure that they had grasped Scarlet's weakness, and they also made a lot of backup plans for different situations, among them, there were a large number of escape routes, no matter what, they could weaken Scarlet, even if Scarlet was dying, he would fight back, but they could definitely let their people escape calmly.

But the only thing in front of us is not in the plan.

After so many preparations, how could I not feel that I was restraining the scarlet at all, but instead had a feeling of boosting?

He also wanted to escape, but he shivered and watched the city that had faintly turned red downstairs.

Not sure that he would be able to escape under Scarlet's pursuit, he suddenly became ruthless, and suddenly, the tattered robes on his body were torn apart, and pieces of flesh and skin on his body fell like peeling bark.

The hustle and bustle of the whole city was silenced a little because of this.

Countless life forms had the same feeling at the same time at this time, as if their limbs were weak and their eyes were dizzy.

Disease.

The same disease unites unrelated people into a unity.

Plague Demon High Tier Force, Plague Bomb.

The Plague Demon was originally the only person who could take the initiative to develop his own believers, and there used to be a high-ranking Plague Demon who forcibly will

A new type of disease has been thrown into a city, and the entire population of the city has been infected with the disease, and he threatens the Foundation that if he does not agree to his terms, he will take the entire city with him, and there is no room for mitigation or conditionality.

It was a notable failed mission in Foundation history.

Because, in the end, the Foundation also ended up saving the city by agreeing to the conditions of the plague demon.

Of course, the pursuit and killing of him by the Xingtian team after the incident is another story.

The current agent of the plague demon, in a panic, used this method, he looked at Wei Wei, who had already walked downstairs and was raising his gun to aim at him, and roared loudly:

"If you kill me, the whole city will be buried with me!"

「......」

Downstairs, Wei Wei looked at the plague demon, listening to his bottomless threat, and suddenly smiled.

He looked at the plague demon very seriously and smiled, "Who said I wanted to spare the whole city?"

The plague demon froze.

The next moment, before he could even touch the smell inside, Wei Wei had already shot at him unceremoniously.

"Phew!"

A bloodshot bullet, with a hint of taunting, struck him in the forehead with precision, and then ripped off his skull.

The Plague Demon's voice was choked in his throat.

At the same time, at this moment, I felt cold and desperate, and there were people in the city who knew what had just happened. Most of the people who have been bound by the plague demon, but they don't know what is coming, are more calm at this time, but the staff of the information analysis team who are monitoring the assassination can't help but tremble at this time, and they tremble and jump up in front of the computer:

"How is that possible?"

"He won't kill ordinary people, let alone these desperate killers......

"Isn't that the principle of Crimson?"

「......」

"Only then will God have principles, and only then will principles be valued above all else!"

And when the most sober person in the city asked such a question, Wei Weizheng walked slowly to his seniors and explained softly to the head pendant, "But people don't."

In front of him, a man in a black suit had already appeared.

This was the first killer to shoot at Wei Wei when he entered the city, and he fell into deep self-doubt, and was standing on the side of the road in a daze with despair.

He was forced to get involved in this assassination operation, and he was ready to die for a long time, but when he shot at the target, Wei Wei ignored him, but walked straight past him, he thought of the series of persecution he encountered, that series of regrets, those things that he could not remedy, and just wanted to hug his head fiercely and cry bitterly, as if this could vent his feelings of loss.

Wei Wei came to him at this time and looked at him quietly.

Obviously, this is a desperate person, and Wei Wei believes that as long as he is willing to talk, he will definitely hear a moving story.

But Wei Wei just pointed at his head and raised his gun.

"You were a lamb."

Wei Wei looked at him and said softly, "But when you hold a knife at a lamb, you are no longer a lamb."

The man in the black suit looked up sharply, looked at the black hole muzzle, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"The good thing is ......"

Wei Wei suddenly had a smile on his face and said softly, "I will help you get revenge."

As he finished saying this, he suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Phew!"

The killer in a black suit fell straight to the side of the road, with a sluggish, frightened, and slightly relieved expression on his face.

He once shot a shuttle of bullets at Wei Wei, which did not affect the other party, but he himself, apparently, only needed one bullet to finish everything.

The same goes for that

Just when this bullet drilled into his brain, the chain reaction caused by the killing of the plague demon had appeared in the city, and countless figures began to fall, one after another, and the sound of plopping was endless......

What would be the concept of a whole city dying?

"Demonic ......"

The information analysis department, in a hoarse voice, shouted with uncontrollable panic: "That demon, slaughtered the people of an entire city......

"Woo ......"

As if in response to this shout, a dead and cold wind blew from the direction of the spiritual barrier.

The flow of this wind, like a huge blade composed of fine fluctuating ripples, covering countless super cities, and having countless spiritual power connections of spiritual barriers, can be described as an ocean, and now, the blowing of this wind is like this ocean, countless small spiritual wills, and at the same time released a little bit of power, and then formed an unprecedented, the most magnificent sword.

Spiritual sword.

This sword, starting from the instruction of the consortium, has been fermented by the media, causing everyone's malice, cutting through the spiritual barrier, and slashing straight to this new city.

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"What's the most vicious assassination ever?"

"It's an assassination of God."

"God is called God because he has always been principled and has a sense of giving up his own giving."

"And the most vicious assassination is to distort everything of God through the power of money and words, causing the lamb under his protection to have a strong sense of disgust and strong malice towards it, and then, by surreal logic and spiritual barriers, these malices are concentrated, sharpened, and finally turned into a sword, across this world, towards the god who just wants to return to the spiritual barrier, and slash down!"

"What was the result? Will God die?"

"When this sword is met, it doesn't matter whether he dies or not, what matters is that even if he is really a god, he will be transformed into a demon because of it."

"How can he resist such a sword?"

"Perhaps, he doesn't need to resist ...... at all."

"The person who planned to slash this sword probably ignored a problem from the beginning of high school."

"What if that god was a demon from the beginning?"

"So, who will eventually feel the fear?"

「......」

「......」

"Here ......

When the sword that destroyed everything at the spiritual level slashed out from the spiritual barrier, Wei Wei straightened his waist.

He exhaled deeply and stretched out his hand to the head pendant, the head pendant knew what he wanted to do, but he didn't dare to persuade him, so he could only silently spit out the surreal logic or demonic knowledge that he had saved for him before, which was originally some intangible things, but in front of Wei Wei's palm, a scarlet handle was formed, and then he slowly pulled it out of the head pendant.

That strangely shaped scythe, which condensed a lot of demonic knowledge, was strung together by countless blood threads, and had the charm of instantly attracting the attention of the entire world.

The Wandering Church's Spear of Truth became the handle of the scythe, and countless surreal logics intertwined to construct the whole of the scythe, and the undisguised malice became the blade of the scythe.

Even on the scythe, three faces can be seen.

It was the face of the three agents of war, life, and plague who participated in this assassination, blinking in despair and spitting silently.

Wei Wei stood in front of the slaughtered city, and swung his scythe towards the spiritual barrier.

"Whew!"

「......」

「......」

When the scythe collided with the spiritual sword rushing from the depths of the spiritual barrier, a violent hurricane swept through the entire city, and then centered on the city, penetrating to a deeper level.

The confrontation of the world of appearances is one thing.

And through surreal logic, another layer of deep power also began to penetrate upwards layer by layer along the cause of the event.

This city that was born for the assassination died in an instant, and the information analysts who supervised the assassination were also glazed over, and their mental thinking was split in half in an instant, and then immediately after, the people who gave orders to these information analysts and the people who contributed to the assassination were found by deep logic, and the power of the blood-colored sickle had crossed the influence of time and space and slashed in front of them.

And at the end of this logic are the heads of the consortium who wear hoods and hold immortal contracts in their hands.

They were outside the distant spiritual barrier, and the moment the spiritual sword collided with the blood-colored scythe, they suddenly felt a kind of personal coldness.

This made them instantly frightened and desperate: "How could it be?"

"Could it be that we were the ones who were assassinated?"