Scarlet Descent-Chapter 42 - Only Violence Creates Miracles
Wei Wei looked at the head charm with dissatisfaction, slowly leaning back in his seat.
This thing, originally a forbidden demonic artifact known as the Brain of the Knower, numbered 206, it was supposed to awaken only when someone made a request, proposing its conditions in a formulaic manner and reaping what it was due.
However, it had developed a strong self-awareness, now awakening on its own to sniff out certain scents and even chat with him.
It was nearly destroyed due to its excessive self-awareness, but now it seemed to have no qualms about its actions.
The head charm took deep, greedy breaths, savoring the intense demon power field around them, or perhaps the scent of fresh blood from Wei Wei’s palm:
“How many abilities can you remember now?”
“...”
Wei Wei lay back in the driver’s seat, keeping his movements minimal and speaking in a low voice.
“Two kinds...”
“If you learn one more, you’ll have to delete the others, you know?”
“...”
Under the demon power field, any being with spiritual power would be severely affected.
The dead, lacking spiritual power fluctuations, wouldn’t be affected...
Unless it was the power of a Death Demon.
Wei Wei had used the death serum before, and the Scarlet Demon’s memories included those of death abilities.
Now, surrounded by a death aura, he was shielded from the demon power field’s effects, like a breathless corpse.
This was one of the Scarlet Demon’s abilities.
Unfortunately, each time he learned something, it was always the least useful kind.
For example, after using the Life Demon serum, he could only remember the simplest ability: cellular vitality.
Using the Death Demon sequence serum, he could only recall its most basic aspect: death aura.
“Hmm...”
The head charm swayed in front of the rearview mirror, saying: “Why not advance to the third form quickly? Maybe then you can remember three abilities?”
“...”
“What’s the rush?”
Wei Wei loaded his gun, smiling at it: “Once you really advance, who would still care about these trivial things?”
As he turned to look outside, he saw the entire district filled with little girls, twisted streetlights, and vehicles transformed into monsters.
But now, as a “dead” person, the world seemed quiet and empty, with only a few pedestrians standing like statues, their hands slightly moving as if talking to someone, but their eyes were black as coal.
If you looked closely, the backs of their heads were rotting.
“Unfortunately, they’re all being hunted, not infected...”
Wei Wei shook his head, addressing the head charm: “Where is that Soul-Devouring Banshee? Give me a specific location.”
“One request, one...”
The head charm began to speak but stopped halfway, seeing Wei Wei’s unkind gaze.
“It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but you need to give me something tangible to savor...”
It pouted: “Otherwise, how can I find it?”
“You can’t sense it from the power field? This entire district is filled with her presence; how can you not find it?”
“...”
“True...”
Wei Wei felt somewhat helpless. He generally didn’t force others to do what he couldn’t.
But if finding the Soul-Devouring Banshee required a tangible object connected to demonic power, it would be difficult. The encounters so far were just projections, leaving no real traces.
He lit a cigarette, feeling frustrated. Without finding her, what could he do?
His teammates were all fighting, countering the Knowledge Demon’s power field. He couldn’t just wait here.
The crisis had escalated.
That corrupted monster, the Soul-Devouring Banshee, was wildly attacking the city.
Or rather, it had been preparing from the previous days, accumulating power. Its captured prey became part of its demonic power, helping it capture more victims, so the number of victims doubled each day.
Now, with accumulated power, it launched an extraordinary attack tonight.
Facing the entire district, or even aiming to cover the whole city?
This turned what was supposed to be a capture or expulsion operation into the current demon power field situation.
The crisis escalated, but it also brought unguessable doubts.
Releasing such a powerful demon power field exceeded the Soul-Devouring Banshee’s capabilities.
It could harm many people, but it would also struggle under the pressure from the Spiritual Barriers and the overload of capturing so many victims at once. It might collapse soon.
What kind of banshee would use such a suicidal method to attack Scrap Iron City?
Its initial attacks were cautious and stealthy, quietly lurking in Scrap Iron City.
Now, it suddenly expanded wildly, with brutal methods.
Not only was the style conflicting, but it also didn’t fit the instinctual behavior of corrupted monsters...
What was it after?
Wei Wei thought diligently while smoking.
He didn’t want to waste his time fighting the spreading demon power field and endless psychic projections.
These weren’t real entities, just projections cast by abilities, containing demonic power and influencing ordinary people, but killing them would be pointless...
...like charging at the red cloth in a bullfight.
Wasting bullets and emotions.
Wei Wei hated problems that couldn’t be solved with violence.
But while his teammates were working hard, it didn’t feel right for him to hide.
“White Tower Hospital...”
Just then, Xiao Lin’s voice came through the communicator.
Wei Wei was startled, looking over in disbelief.
...
...
“Crack crack...”
At the same time, Xiao Lin, beside the garden fence, had his bones crushed by the thorny rose vines, his body twisted and disfigured. Throughout the process, he didn’t resist, except for responding to the captain once. He endured the vines’ strangulation until his body was completely shattered. Only then did his voice ring out.
His crushed body merged with the roses, gradually restoring to its original form, but more vibrant.
He calmly picked up the communicator and stroked the little girl’s head beside him, reporting the location:
“The main body is in the Ninth District, White Tower Hospital.”
“...”
“Bang!”
Wei Wei suddenly flicked away his cigarette butt.
He looked at the communicator with surprise, his face expressing astonishment.
His teammate was quite capable...
...how did the handsome Xiao Lin manage to locate the banshee so quickly?
“Received.”
Captain Ouyang’s voice came through the communicator: “I’ll head to White Tower Hospital.”
“Others, use all your strength to stop the demon power field from corrupting the district, prevent the demon projections from attacking civilians...”
Along with his voice, the sound of a motorcycle revving up echoed.
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“Now, let’s verify: Is Xiao Lin a man or a woman?”
“Woman!”
“Woman!”
“Stop with these stupid verifications; this banshee doesn’t have the ability to distort electromagnetic waves.”
“Oh, got it.”
Wei Wei had almost answered “man” but caught himself just in time.
He suppressed his surprise, took a deep breath, and floored the accelerator.
The streets around him began to distort.
The death aura ability allowed him to remain immune to the Knowledge Demon’s powerful radiation, keeping him clear‑headed.
But the more intense his actions, the weaker the death aura became.
As he wildly drove the car, excitement rose within him, and the Knowledge Demon’s whispers and twisted monsters reappeared.
Monsters appeared before him, streetlights bent down to strike his car, and garbage bags in the middle of the road turned into flying heads with open mouths.
Wei Wei ignored them, focused on finding the Soul-Devouring Banshee’s main body, and floored the accelerator.
Just projections.
The Knowledge Demon system’s specialty was creating grand, elaborate scenes, but direct confrontation was futile.
Stopping the demon power field and saving the district’s residents was important, but neither his abilities nor his training were suited for such tasks. He was trained to solve problems.
The best lesson Wei Wei learned was: In the face of chaos and the unknown, only violence can create miracles!
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…
“Vroom...”
The Jeep, with its engine roaring, charged forward.
Wei Wei’s eyes gleamed with intensity as he bent forward, smashing into streetlights that were about to crush him. The car’s solid front bumper collided with beast‑like car monsters, denting them deeply. Red tongues emerging from nearby buildings wrapped around the Jeep but were torn apart by its massive kinetic energy.
The entire street turned into a monster‑filled chaos, twisting and lunging at Wei Wei.
Wei Wei sat in the sturdy Jeep, charging recklessly, his face more frenzied and excited than the monsters.
He even felt a bit regretful...
...if only it were all real.
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