One day later.
Starfall world, New Cassini.
Wei Shan is suspended high in the sky, overlooking the dilapidated city below.
This city is one of the more densely populated areas he has found during his exploration of Small World so far.
But the entire city was built on ruins.
The reason is not difficult to understand.
When learning about the information about the Starfall world, he learned that this city had been invaded by external forces.
The follow-up is Virtual Rune Legion who masters Dimension Ascension Rule and repels the invading forces.
Wei Shan dived towards the city below at this time and decided to use this city as the first test target.
Night covers the city.
The End-Law Clan invasion incident half a year ago turned "New Cassini" into ruins.
The whole city was shrouded in a haze of despair.
Everyone thought that this invasion and catastrophe would completely destroy the civilization they created.
However, they did not expect that divine soldiers descended from the sky and unknown forces suddenly appeared, completely driving the alien forces they considered invincible from their homeland. However, the cracks opened by the invasion were still spreading in the urban fabric.
The energy transmission pipeline that once ran from east to west has now become a natural barrier dividing urban areas.
In the northern part of the city, half of the city dome used to defend against foreign enemies still remained, and the damage was not particularly serious. However, the southern part of the city was completely reduced to ruins and slums, with gangs like wild dogs breeding among the ruins.
The air traffic network that once operated smoothly has been completely paralyzed.
Countless civilian aircraft stacked up into metal mountains in the city.
The demise of the rule of law will have a far more lasting impact than the End-Law Clan invasion.
The databases of law enforcement systems were destroyed in the intrusion, and the regulations that once governed behavior were flouted.
Today, territories are divided not by administrative maps but by flags planted on the ruins after gang fights.
The bloody wolf-head flag of Wild Wolf Gang is floating in the central square area, and the mechanical claw logo of Iron Hand Gang is nailed to the remains of the energy station... The competition for resources has become the main theme of this city.
Purification water source factories, combat mechas, technical engineers, food breeding bases... Whoever can control these resources will have the power of life and death.
Nowadays, various areas of the city are divided by different gangs, and residents in the city have to pay for transportation even for simple walks.
The corpses of the rebels were hung on warning lights on different streets, swaying in the wind, becoming a more eye-catching mark than any street sign.
The remaining residents are like parasitic insects in the ruins of the city, breeding twisted survival wisdom in the chaotic environment.
They learned to recognize gang signs in the sound of gunfire and learned to use their bodies to gain temporary safety.
Public facilities that once symbolized civilization have been transformed into black market trading markets.
The hospital was turned into a workshop for illegally modifying weapons.
The clock tower overlooking the city has now become a neutral ground for negotiations between major gangs.
The heavy rain mixed with sewage washes away the city's wounds, but it cannot wash away the despair that permeates the air.
New Cassini is no longer one of the world's transportation hubs, but more like a slowly decaying wound.
It proves how civilization twists and grows on the ruins after the collapse of order.
At this time, on the clock tower in the center of the city.
The rusty hands were stuck at 3:17 AM.
The leaders of the eight major gangs who occupied New Cassini were sitting around the former astronomical observatory and were negotiating the division of territory.
The dome glass exploded when End-Law Clan invaded, and is now barely pieced together with transparent industrial plastic plates. The rain hitting it made a crackling sound, mixed with the sporadic gunshots coming from the slums in the distance, becoming the background sound of this negotiation.
The leader of Iron Hand Gang took a deep breath and slammed the mechanical prosthesis on the table. The collision caused the oil lamp on the table to sway. Under the dim light, he grinned and revealed his metal neck:
"I have only one request, Water Purification Station of East District must belong to us."
His voice was processed by a throat speaker and had an electric sound:
"The engineer who repaired the water pump last month was from Iron Hand Gang. Do you want to sit back and enjoy the results?"
The Wild Wolf Gang leader on the opposite side licked the Scar left behind during the fight, revealing his yellowed teeth. Behind him stood two shirtless strong men with fluorescent wolf heads tattooed on their skin:
"Some time ago, gangs from outside broke in forcefully. Don't forget who was guarding the water purification pipeline to the east."
As he spoke, he spat and landed on the floor full of bullet holes:
"In terms of contribution, we Wild Wolf Gang must also have a share in this Purification factory."
At this time, the soft sound of gears turning came from the shadows in the southeast corner. The leader of Gear Gang, who had transformed most of his body into a machine, sat up and revealed his facial outline from the shadows:
"No matter what you have done, Purification factory, we Gear Gang must also have a share. There are only a few water purification plants in the whole city, and they are occupied by you. What should we drink?"
Regarding the allocation of water purification plants, the eight major gangs refused to give in to each other.
In the heavy rain outside the bell tower, the flags of various gangs were swaying violently on the ruins, as if they were cheering for the coming fire.
The night of New Cassini is about to kick off with a bloody carnival.
Just when the leaders of the major gangs were about to kidnap the guy, they suddenly heard the sound of water dripping.
The voice was very soft, but it rang clearly in their ears.
Gradually, the sound of water dripping became louder and louder.
It's like the saliva of some kind of creature falling on the metal surface, sticky and slow.
Iron Hand Gang leader's mechanical prosthesis suddenly twitched, and the hydraulic pipe made an unnatural "squeaking" sound.
He lowered his head suddenly and found that the oil lamp on the table had turned into Dark Red color at some point. In the flame of the lamp was a black figure that looked like the evil god "Arusi". "What is this..."
Before he finished speaking, a muffled "dong" sound came from outside the bell tower.
It was like something heavy hit the ground.
Wild Wolf Gang Master suddenly raised his head, and through the mottled plastic board, he saw a blood moon tearing apart the clouds at some point.
The moonlight seeped in like pus and blood, coating everyone's faces with scarlet.
What was even more terrifying was that there were countless faces floating in the moonlight, and each face was extremely familiar to him. They were all traitors, enemies, and innocents that he had executed with his own hands.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Gear Gang leader slapped the case and stood up, but heard a "bang" sound.
His robotic arm suddenly flipped 180 degrees uncontrollably, and the alloy knuckles grabbed his throat.
The gears bite slowly, and black blood oozes from the mechanical cracks.
The sudden and strange changes completely panicked the leaders of the eight major gangs present.
The long-lost copper bell on the bell tower suddenly rang at this moment, and the rusty hands turned crazily.
The changes all around seemed to be reversed, and time seemed to be turned back to the moment when End-Law Clan invaded.
The massacre of civilization that brought them the ultimate fear was replayed on their retinas.
Rust eroded the entire city instantly like a spider web, and the End-Law Clan battleship's gunfire and small aircraft wreaked havoc in the city.
A large number of compatriots were vaporized under this irresistible force.
When they wanted to leave the bell tower and escape, they found that the world outside the bell tower had also turned into a living hell.
When the leader of Wild Wolf Gang broke open the crumbling plastic board, the sight of the square that came into view made the blood all over his body freeze instantly.
The brave and skilled gang members under his command are now being twisted into inhuman forms.
The muscular back was torn apart, and three pairs of barb-covered jointed limbs stretched out. The facial bones protruded forward exaggeratedly, the fangs pierced the lips, and the fluorescent wolf head tattoo on the skin truly turned into a living thing, squirming and biting among the flesh.
The youngest Scorpion Gang leader followed closely.
When he saw the scene outside, he suddenly let out a heart-rending exclamation.
He pointed to the square below the clock tower with a trembling hand. The square in his eyes was crawling with half-human and half-snake creatures.
The upper bodies of those creatures looked like members of Scorpion Gang, but their skins were covered with dark purple scales. When the snake tails of their lower bodies ran over the ground, they left trails of venom emitting white smoke.
One of the snake men raised his head, revealing the face of his biological brother.
His eyes had turned into vertical pupils, and when he opened his mouth, his pale green teeth were revealed.
"Yes... it's Alang."
Seeing that his younger brother who died tragically in the fire last week was reborn in the form of a snake man, the leader of Scorpion Gang collapsed on the ground, his fingers constantly digging at the bullet holes in the ground due to nervousness, and blood oozing from the gaps between his fingernails.
More terrifying scenes spread in the distance.
The members of the Iron Hand Gang turned into headless mechanical puppets with exposed wires connected to their necks.
In the direction of the slums on the east side of the clock tower, a black mist rose, and there were repeated cries from inside.
Occasionally, figures rush out of the fog, but they are deformed monsters with multiple arms.
All kinds of monsters are running rampant, and the world seems to have turned into Shura Hell in an instant.
Many evil spirits in myths and stories, as well as End-Law Clan, which had brought them extreme fear, were resurrected at this moment.
The leader of Iron Hand Gang tried to activate the combat system of the exoskeleton armor, but found that metal scales suddenly stood up on his body, and his body began to mutate.
The black mist that escaped from the pores formed human faces in the air, wailing and roaring at him, making his ears buzz. He suddenly looked at the Wild Wolf Gang leader next to him, only to see that the other party suddenly turned around and strangled his neck, rolling on the ground.
At this moment, the blood moon in the sky gradually enlarged.
The face of a huge End-Law Clan creature appeared above it. It was slowly opening its mouth, as if it was going to engulf the city again.
A leader roared and touched the gun at his waist, only to find that the handle of the gun had already merged with his palm.
Tiny poisonous snakes emerged from the barrel of the gun and crawled up the arm. Wherever they passed, the skin instantly festered.
Fear spread like a plague in the hearts of the eight leaders.
They once thought that the iron fist of violence and power could crush everything, but now they are shaking like Fallen Leaf in the autumn wind in the face of a power that transcends cognition. The cries outside, the sound of metal friction, the sound of boiling venom... all kinds of sounds are intertwined, turning into a death knell.
Snap!
Just when the eight leaders were about to collapse in fear, the sound of water dripping sounded again.
All the visions faded cleanly amidst the sound of continuous water drops, like traces erased by an invisible eraser.
They found themselves still sitting at the negotiation table, their eyes reflecting the almost twisted expressions of horror on the faces of other gang leaders.
The heavy rain outside was still falling, washing away the smell of blood, leaving only the smell of damp rust.
The plastic plate on the dome of the bell tower is still mottled, the light of the oil lamp has returned to a warm dim yellow, and the robotic arm of leader Gear Gang is placed on the table... Everything is restored as before, but no one of the eight leaders dares to touch it.
They discovered that at some point, there was an additional figure beside the negotiation table.
There was a smile on his face, and the hem of his black windbreaker was stained with light raindrops.
Just sitting aside, they felt a strong sense of life being crushed.
Like a group of ants struggling in the quagmire, they suddenly looked up and saw the giant dragon hovering in the sky.
It was a tremor originating from the depths of the soul.
They can even clearly feel that every breath of the other person affects the flow of energy around them.
This sense of oppression makes them feel extremely depressed.
Just like the most instinctive stress response when encountering a predator.
Every cell in the body was screaming and trembling, telling them a message: This was not a human being (a star), or even a living thing, but the embodiment of some unknown terrifying existence in human form.
Wild Wolf Gang leader's prosthetic eyes are turning at this moment.
The numbers above used to detect energy fluctuations keep soaring when focusing on this figure.
Finally settled on:???.
This means that the energy aura emanating from the opponent's body has exceeded the limit of detection.
"Have you had enough noise?"
The voice of this mysterious figure was not loud when speaking, but it instantly overwhelmed the sound of rain outside the window and the sporadic gunshots in the distance.
He slowly straightened up and glanced at the negotiation drawings on the table.
Above is a map with territory dividing lines criss-crossing it.
Leader Scorpion Gang subconsciously touched the steel knife at his waist, but his wrist suddenly went numb. He found that his hand was being held down by Leader Wild Wolf Gang beside him. "Don't seek death."
A hoarse roar with electronic sound sounded.
At this time, leader Wild Wolf Gang looked at Wei Shan with horror in his eyes.
Scorpion Gang leader himself is fine with committing suicide, but it is very possible that he is also involved.
The opponent's life strength can easily crush them to death like ants.
At this moment, Wei Shan raised his hand and made a hook.
Mental power was transformed into telekinesis, and the steel knife from the waist of leader Scorpion Gang was snatched into his hand.
Weighing the steel knife twice, his fingertips lightly touched the blade.
The steel knife with cold light melted like butter under the compression of mind power, and dripped to the ground and turned into a puddle of molten iron.
Amid the disbelieving expressions of the eight gang leaders, Wei Shan slowly stood up.
Then he reached out and pointed to East District on the map, which was the facility that was the subject of this negotiation.
"From today on, East District Water Purification Station belongs to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, leader Gear Gang's mechanical prosthetic limb suddenly lifted up and stabbed directly at Wei Shan's temple, but suddenly froze half a meter away from his cheek. Wei Shan slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on leader Gear Gang's exposed mechanical spine.
Suddenly, the spine made an overwhelming "creaking" sound, and several joints sunk inward, involving nerves, causing the Gear Gang leader to scream in agony. "Are you planning to take action?"
Wei Shan chuckled, the shadows behind him surged like boiling water, and dozens of pairs of blue ghost eyes lit up one after another in the darkness.
These are all evil beings condensed by the characteristics of fear Monster Soul. The breath they emit is like a physical ice pick, stinging the souls of everyone present Hun Zhan.
"Then... kill a chicken to scare the monkeys."
As he spoke, Wei Shan slowly closed his outstretched fingers.
The leader of Gear Gang was still struggling under the constraints of telekinesis. He was about to activate the backup energy source to break free, but found that his mechanical prosthetic limbs were also beginning to collapse inward.
The alloy shell wrinkles like paper, revealing the wires wrapped inside.
Then the wire suddenly came to life and slithered up his neck like a poisonous snake, strangling him and making a choking sound of "ho ho".
The power of telekinesis is like an invisible giant palm, grabbing the Gear Gang leader's body from all directions.
The screws at the alloy joints shattered like exploding beans, and the originally smooth metal surface was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
"No... don't."
His mechanical throat was squeezed by the power of thought, and his voice was whining.
Faced with begging for mercy, Wei Shan ignored him at all.
Killing scum will not cause any psychological burden.
As for the problem of the scene being too bloody, it's not a problem at all.
He has never seen anything in A-Le Training Camp.
The power of telekinesis is slowly released, and this is how he wants to scare these villains.
Under the horrified gaze of the other seven gang leaders, the organs in the Gear Gang leader's chest were violently rubbing against the mechanical parts. The ribs were denting inward under the huge force, and the crisp sound of each bone breaking could be clearly heard.
The gear implanted in the body has now become the cruelest instrument of torture.
They turned around crazily under the pressure of telekinesis, scratching their internal organs with their jagged edges, and the blood mixed with engine oil overflowed from the corners of the Gear Gang leader's mouth, forming a black and red stream on the ground.
Wei Shan's fingertips tightened slightly, and his mental power suddenly increased.
Gear Gang The leader's body seemed to be stuffed into an invisible hydraulic machine. The body began to collapse inward, and the eyeballs were squeezed out of the sockets. Electric current burst out from the mechanical interface on the back of the neck. Fire Flower, precision gears The wheel turned into metal powder, mixed with broken bones and minced meat, and spurted out from the cracks in the skin, splashing on the negotiation table. After a while, the once arrogant leader Gear Gang was compressed into an irregular metal block the size of a basketball.
During this period, challenger prompts kept ringing in Wei Shan's mind.
The fear of the seven gang leaders brought him 349 fright points, and the number is still increasing.
Wei Shan nodded with satisfaction, then raised his palm again, pointed at the map on the negotiating table again, and drew a circle around the entire map with his fingers. "I haven't finished what I just said, including the energy station, food base, weapons modification project... they all belong to me."
After saying this, he came to the edge of the window sill and reached out to push open the rotten wooden door. The rain was blocked by an invisible barrier. The ruins of the entire New Cassini spread out behind him. The flags of the eight major gangs outside were rustling in the wind and rain. However, the moment he raised his hand, they all broke the flagpoles and fell towards the bell tower, like surrendered ministers.
"From now on, I have the final say in the rules of this city."
As he spoke, Wei Shan turned around, his black windbreaker drawing a sharp arc behind him:
"From now on, among the seven of you, whoever is obedient will get a share of the meal, and the one who is disobedient..."
Wei Shan's gaze turned to the irregular metal block on the ground:
"The fate will be worse than his. I have ten thousand ways to make you experience the feeling of life being worse than death."
The flames dancing on the oil lamp were reflected in Wei Shan's eyes. After hearing these words, the seven gang leaders had chills oozing from their bones. They could not hide the fear in their eyes when they looked at Wei Shan.
They already understood that the purgatory Mirage they had just experienced was just a scene of purgatory casually sketched by the other party.
The person holding the pen was declaring to them his subsequent dominance over the city in an elegant but unquestionable manner. Seeing the black and red striped robes rustling in the night wind, the sense of oppression brought by Wei Shan made the leaders of the seven gangs not dare to resist at all. They also did not dare to get angry and vent their dissatisfaction wantonly like they did during the negotiation just now.
"By the way, from today onwards this city will be renamed: City of Fear."
After finishing speaking, Wei Shan glanced at the remaining seven gang leaders, grinning and showing his white teeth:
"I'm done... now, who is in favor? Who is against?"