novelraw Chapter 111 - You’re Not Afraid, That’s Unfair
Chapter 111 - You’re Not Afraid, That’s Unfair
"No one in all of Scrap Iron City can stop me now."
The Seventh Sect Leader was walking slowly forward, heading toward the Blood-Flesh Rose that was blooming from the tallest building in the entire city. The entire Scrap Iron City had now fallen into complete chaos. Everyone was panicking and fleeing in all directions. In this chaotic scene, he could see that Blood-Flesh Rose continuously waving its hideous and terrifying flesh tentacles, rolling up person after person into mid-air, then "fusing" them into the tentacles. Limbs struggled, faces twisted in agony, like monsters from a nightmare. He could also feel the power contained within that Blood-Flesh Rose, power that made even him tremble with fear. But he showed no sign of fear. What he felt was only the pleasant sensation of a certain guess in his heart finally being proven correct... Yes, this was what he had been looking for... "Found him." This legendary figure who had influenced the course of the Second Secret War. Having found him, he had naturally also found God's Death Knell. "Damn it, run quickly..." As these thoughts appeared in his mind, quite a few Transcendents with considerable strength were fleeing from near the building. They were panicking like homeless dogs. Most were members of various mysterious organizations who had been lying dormant in this city for a long time, also waiting for God's Death Knell to appear. They had discovered it immediately, rushed over excitedly, then immediately fled for their lives. Damn, God's Death Knell really seemed to be here. But this seal was too terrifying. If they didn't run quickly, they would die... He was just enjoying their panic and despair. God's Death Knell was something that everyone in the world was searching for, but not everyone was qualified to search for it. Just like Ouyang, he was actually the person most qualified to find God's Death Knell. But he was too cowardly and too concerned with preserving his life. He had no reverence for god in his heart and didn't understand sacrifice. So he had foolishly given up such a good opportunity. Even if God's Death Knell was right in front of him, that guy probably wouldn't dare reach out to take it. Even just now, when the Blood-Flesh Rose bloomed, he had briefly suspected whether Ouyang was actually the same as himself, secretly lying in wait just to wait for God's Death Knell to appear. Maybe everything he usually did was just pretense, and once God's Death Knell appeared, he would immediately reveal his cruel true nature and stop at nothing to seize that legendary object. But no. The moment Ouyang saw the Blood-Flesh Rose bloom, he immediately decided to organize the patrol squad members to prepare for rescue operations. What a coward... When he stepped aside from blocking the path in front of him, the only thing he said was: "Xu Lin, I know you have strong willpower, but after following you for so many years, everyone is dead. Don't you feel any heartache at all?" "..." Yes... They were all dead. While thinking about these issues, the Seventh Sect Leader Xu Lin had just approached the front of this building. No one was there to greet him. Through the extended-range sensing brought by the Knowledge power system and the "shared memory pool," he could understand what his subordinates had done before their deaths and what terrifying scenes they had experienced. But so what? "We are all people who believe in god. Our lives are ready to be offered to the divine at any time..." Thump thump thump... It seemed like he could hear the sound of some heart beating frantically. But if he listened carefully, he would discover that within this beating sound, what was clearer was the sound of a needle moving. That subtle sound was transmitting from within the flesh, becoming clearer and clearer, as if it would break through the earth at any moment... The Seventh Sect Leader's face finally showed an excited expression. He climbed up this building that seemed somewhat small even in front of the Blood-Flesh Rose, reached the rooftop, and standing on the rooftop, looking at that Blood-Flesh Rose that seemed over a hundred meters tall and heart-stopping, he suddenly spread his arms wide, struck his chest forcefully, then shouted loudly, "Sacred Sect's Seventh Sect Leader Xu Lin..." "Receiving the sacred object's return to the holy pool..." "..." At the same time, in front of another building, Wei Wei was also rapidly advancing inside. The head ornament at his waist had somehow awakened and said excitedly, "Are you finally going to look for it?" "Great, I wonder if it's too late now..." "And it's too risky. Coming here now is too risky. We could die at any moment..." "..." "No matter how risky, important things still need to be done, don't they?" Wei Wei gritted his teeth and said to it with a smile, while quickening his pace. "Right, right..." The head ornament suppressed its excited heart, "Don't go south. There's a very powerful Knowledge Demon to the south..." "Okay..." Wei Wei agreed and took a few steps toward the south. "You?" "The path ahead is blocked." "Oh, then you absolutely mustn't go west. Let's infiltrate the building directly..." "Okay..." "You're going the wrong way..." "The western path is clear..." "..." After a few exchanges, the head ornament suddenly realized and said in horror, "What is this important thing you mentioned?" "Of course, it's something very, very important." Wei Wei looked up at a low building in front of him, suddenly used both hands and feet to climb up the wall with all his strength. The head ornament felt some kind of ominous premonition. The more it thought, the more panicked it became, and it started howling, "Wei, Crazy Wei, take it easy!" "This is the most important moment, brother!" "If you make a contribution now, you can have anything you want! Think of the big picture!" "..." Amid its wailing, Wei Wei finally climbed up the low building. Swoosh... He looked up and saw countless flesh tentacles hanging down from the building next to him. Like enormous banners falling from the sky, each tentacle was embedded with countless faces. They writhed hideously, eyelids rolling, descending from above with truly massive force, striking hard at the Seventh Sect Leader. "Crack..." The Seventh Sect Leader raised one arm, and bursts of mental turbulence bloomed around him, forcibly supporting the tentacles. The capillaries on his skin surface all oozed alarming amounts of blood due to this enormous crushing force. He knelt on one knee, smashing the rooftop floor into a spider web pattern, his spine creaking as if it might break at any moment, but he still held on. The Seventh Sect Leader's eyes were bloodshot, and his expression seemed somewhat dazed. But at this moment, his face carried a smile as he looked calmly at the enormous Blood-Flesh Rose. "As expected, all your power is concentrated on maintaining the seal." "So even someone as humble as me can temporarily preserve my life in front of you..." With a low, muffled roar, he suddenly stood up against this enormous force, step by step, using the blood plasma flowing from every pore of his body to quickly draw a huge and bizarre rune on the rooftop. More flesh tentacles extended from inside the building, like monsters from ancient times, rolling toward him from all directions, like crimson carnivorous plant traps... But this power was exactly what he could withstand. If the being in this building attacked him with full force, or even got slightly serious, he would definitely die immediately. But the Seventh Sect Leader had calculated correctly. Right now, that being definitely wouldn't attack him with full force, otherwise the trapped thing would break free. So he took advantage of this time, his face showing a proud smile as he drew blood-colored runes one by one. Seeing that the rune was about to take shape, the Seventh Sect Leader's expression became proud. Indeed, only he could complete such a task. Only he had sufficient faith and courage to approach at this time. He possessed enough faith to dare face the true form of a totem, so he could do it. Whether it was Ouyang, or the other sect leaders in the church, or even those elders who only knew how to struggle for power and profit... They all lacked sufficient faith, so they couldn't do it. With this overwhelming pride, he took out a silver dagger from his chest, his gaze turning toward the enormous Blood-Flesh Rose. As if his gaze could penetrate this endless flesh and see God's Death Knell hidden inside. "I've come to receive your return to the holy pool..." He silently recited in his heart, his resolve firm, and suddenly raised the dagger high. "Hey, friend..." But at this very moment, he suddenly heard a young voice coming from nearby. The Seventh Sect Leader was startled and turned his head sharply, his pupils suddenly contracting. He saw that on another low building nearby, seemingly even closer than himself, there was someone wearing tattered combat gear, covered in bloodstains everywhere, but whose smile was still warm and even somewhat brilliant, waving at him from afar... It was the intern who had dared to block his path when he first entered Scrap Iron City. He actually dared to appear here too! For someone as weak as him, even a strand of flesh dropping from the Blood-Flesh Rose could directly devour him. So how did he dare? Especially, why did he choose to come at exactly this moment? Could it be that Ouyang had actually seen through all his plans long ago and made countermeasures early on, so he had this subordinate specifically appear at this time? Countless indescribable speculations surged in his heart. For the first time, the Seventh Sect Leader Xu Lin felt his mind becoming disturbed. "You..." He asked hoarsely, "Did you also come for God's Death Knell?" "No." "Did you guess my plan?" "Don't be ridiculous. How would I know what you're trying to accomplish by climbing up this building..." "..." Feeling that the other party was unwilling to tell the truth, the Seventh Sect Leader Xu Lin couldn't help but grit his teeth slightly. In his weakened body, the remaining mental power began to gather frantically. Although the amount wasn't much—Ouyang Jian was the most cunning person in this damn world. He had guessed that he had other purposes, so just now he had done almost nothing except consume his power and wanted to seal his abilities—but fortunately, the person who came was too weak. Perhaps his remaining mental power was still enough... "Do you have the feeling of fear?" Just then, the person on the opposite building suddenly stood up slowly and asked the Seventh Sect Leader with a smile. "?" This sudden question made Xu Lin lose focus for a moment. In his eyes, Wei Wei was slowly standing up, looking at him seriously, and said, "I don't know what plans you have, and I'm not interested in whatever you're fighting over. I don't give a damn whether your god is worshipped in the wilderness or in a church, but I have to come and ask you: for this so-called plan, you killed so many people..." A smile slowly appeared on his face as he said, "Are you afraid?" "..." Such a question even made the Seventh Sect Leader feel absurd. "Many people in this city are afraid—afraid of the Pandora's Box you opened, and afraid of the wasteland refugees you brought..." At the same time, the person across from him gripped the gun in his hand tightly. "If you're not afraid, that's not fair." At this time, he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken. He was entirely relying on Scarlet power to stitch and fix things inside his body just to barely move. But after such a long time of high-intensity consumption, Scarlet power was also showing signs of being depleted for the first time. His bullets were also almost completely used up. He was facing a powerful Transcendent who was at least two ranks higher than him. Then he raised the Silver Rifle in his hand. Wei Wei wore a happy smile, half-crouching, raising his left arm horizontally in front of him to support the gun barrel. He aimed seriously at the Seventh Sect Leader and hooked his finger on the trigger. "This..." The Seventh Sect Leader bit down hard on his teeth. His remaining mental power wasn't much, but he was still holding on and could even block the strikes of the flesh tentacles. So there was absolutely no way a little ant's gun could harm him... ...No, wait! He suddenly sensed an unprecedented crisis and jerked his head up. The next moment, Wei Wei suddenly pulled the trigger of the Silver Rifle. There were no bullets in the gun at this time, but because this gun had traveled with Wei Wei through the city for a long time, absorbing the disease energy from countless people, this had caused unprecedented power to accumulate in this gun, continuously compressing. Seventy percent of that row of English signatures had lit up. So the dense disease energy, which had almost become substantial, turned into a gray and defeated beam of light that instantly crossed hundreds of meters of distance. This gray and defeated light illuminated the Seventh Sect Leader's pale face. "No..." He suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs. Emotions of shock and terror instantly climbed into his heart. With so much planning coming so close to success for the first time, this made him suddenly realize the most ridiculous, most absurd, and most unexpected failure ending, filled with terror and unwillingness. ... ... "God's Death Knell or whatever else doesn't matter." "For me, the most important thing..." Wei Wei's face showed unprecedented happiness, "is to give back to you what you gave to the lambs!"