Wei Wei glanced at the head pendant with dissatisfaction and slowly leaned on the seat.

This guy is one of the devil's forbidden items that should have been destroyed, the brain of the knower numbered 206. It should have awakened when someone made a request to it, put forward its own conditions in a formula-like manner, and reaped what it deserved.

s things.

But its self-awareness is getting stronger and stronger, and it will wake up automatically when it smells certain scents, and even chat with itself.

At that time, it was almost destroyed because of its strong self-awareness. Are you really not afraid of doing things according to the work process?

But the human head pendant that automatically woke up seemed to have no trace at all. It took a deep breath greedily, smelling the strong smell of the demonic force field around it, or maybe it just took the opportunity to smell more of the blood flowing out of Wei Wei's palm.

:

"How much ability can you remember now?"

"..."

Wei Wei lay down on the back of the driver's seat, trying to keep his movements as small as possible and his voice low.

"Two kinds..."

"If there is one more type, the others will be deleted, don't you know?"

"..."

Under the demonic force field, any creature with spiritual power will be severely and horribly affected.

The dead have no mental power fluctuations and will naturally not be affected.

...Unless it is the power radiation of the Death Demon.

Wei Wei used the death injection last time, and there was still memory of the ability to die in the scarlet.

At this time, he was enveloped in the aura of death, shielding himself from the influence of all demonic force fields in the manner of a dead person.

This is also one of Scarlet's abilities.

Unfortunately, every time I write it down, it is the most useless one.

For example, after using the Life Demon Injection, you can memorize the simplest abilities of the life system:

Cell activity.

After using the Death Demon sequence of injections, I can only write down the most basic ones:

The breath of death.

"Tsk, what a pity..."

The head pendant hung on the rearview mirror and said: "Why not advance to the third form quickly?"

"Will I be able to memorize three types by then?"

"..."

"What's the rush?"

Wei Wei loaded up his bullets and looked at him with a smile: "If you are really promoted, who would care enough about this crap?"

As he said that, he turned his head and glanced outside the carriage. When he was still alive, he saw that the entire block was already densely packed with little girls, twisted street lights and vehicles, and huge monsters walked through the streets, but now they were "

Looking out as a "dead man", the world was so quiet and empty. There were only a few pedestrians standing there as if they had been cast a restraining spell.

He moved his hands slightly, as if talking to someone, but he didn't know that his eyes were completely dark.

If you look closely, the back of their heads is rotting.

"It's a pity that they are all the hunted, not the infected..."

Wei Wei shook his head and said to the head pendant: "Where is the soul-eating banshee? Give me a specific location."

"One request, one..."

The head pendant opened his mouth dullly, but suddenly shut up after only half of what he said. He saw Wei Wei's unkind eyes.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, why don't you give me something specific to try..."

He curled his lips in dissatisfaction and said, "How else would I find it?"

"Can't you sense such a strong demonic force field?"

"From the perspective of the force field, she is everywhere in this whole neighborhood. How do you find her?"

"..."

"Too……"

Wei Wei was a little helpless. He was still kind-hearted and generally did not force others to do things that he could not do.

Like letting dead heads talk or something.

However, if you need a certain physical object, or in other words, a real thing connected with the power of the devil, to find the soul-eating banshee, it will be more difficult. The ones you just encountered are also projections of the banshee, and there is no

The real thing stays.

He lit a cigarette a little depressed, but he couldn't find her. What should he do?

Now that my teammates are all fighting and confronting the force field of the Knowledge Demon, I can't wait here forever.

The crisis has indeed escalated.

That fallen monster, the Soul-eating Banshee, is attacking the city crazily.

In other words, it has already begun to prepare, and has been accumulating strength since the past few days. The prey it captures has become part of its demonic power, helping it capture more prey, so every day it suffers

They all increased exponentially.

Now that it had accumulated a certain amount of strength, it suddenly launched an extraordinary and shocking attack tonight.

Covering the entire neighborhood, or even the entire city?

As a result, what was originally an operation to capture or expel fallen monsters suddenly turned into the current demonic force field.

The crisis has escalated, but it has also brought about unpredictable doubts.

Because releasing such a powerful demonic force field is beyond the capabilities of the Soul-Eating Banshee.

It can hurt so many people, but it will not be able to withstand the pressure of the mental barrier itself, let alone the overload caused by catching so many sacrifices at once. It is very likely that it will be destroyed in a short time.

Collapse within time.

What kind of banshee would use this form of suicide to attack Scrap Iron City?

In addition, her attack was initially steady and secretive, and she even lurked quietly in the Scrap Iron City.

Now it has suddenly expanded crazily and its methods are ruthless.

Not only is the style conflicting greatly, but it also doesn't fit in with the style of fallen monsters acting on instinct...

What does it picture?

Wei Wei thought dutifully while lighting a cigarette and smoking slowly.

He didn't want to deal with the spreading demonic force fields and endless spiritual projections in vain.

This is not an entity, it is just a clone that has been cast around oneself with the help of abilities. It contains demonic power and can also influence and confuse ordinary people, but after all, it is not a real demon, and killing this thing is useless...

...just like when you are in a bullfight, you always hit the red cloth in the matador's hand.

Waste of bullets.

Moreover, it is a waste of emotions.

Wei Wei hates problems that bullets and violence cannot solve.

But, while all the teammates are working hard, it doesn't seem good to hide here by yourself?

"White House Hospital..."

At this moment, Xiao Lin's voice suddenly sounded from the communicator.

Wei Wei was suddenly startled and looked over in disbelief.

…

…

"Crack, click, click..."

At the same time, Brother Xiao Lin next to the garden railing had his bones crushed by the thorny rose vines, and his body became a twisted and messy state. However, during the whole process, he did not resist at all, except for answering midway.

Without a word from the captain, he silently endured the strangulation of the rose vines. It wasn't until his body was completely broken that his voice suddenly rang out.

The flesh and blood of the crushed body gradually merged with the roses, and then gradually returned to his original appearance.

Just more delicate.

He calmly picked up the communicator, touched the head of the little girl next to him, and then reported the location softly:

"Its main body is in the ninth block, White House Hospital."

"..."

"Snapped!"
To be continued...