Chapter 186 Out of Control
In this strange world, the last hope of mankind, the legendary leader of the Dawn Society - Wu'an, has disappeared?
There is a series of halos around him.
The savior, the one who announced the strange path, the first one to be promoted to the king of the strange...
But how could such a powerful leader, who had repeatedly performed miracles, disappear?
After his disappearance, the Dawn Society naturally fell into civil strife, and several weird kings fled and re-established the survivor camp.
Even the few people who were left were divided into two factions, fighting each other endlessly.
After learning this, Ashu almost collapsed.
In fact, Fang Xian felt that the fact that he was able to hold on and not lose control of his rationality was a result of his strong mental resilience.
"I never thought... the truth about the City of Dawn would be like this... it has long since fallen..."
Javi and Shiraishi also sighed: "Why is there still such a broadcast?"
"This is the decision of our new leader. We cannot extinguish the last glimmer of hope." Siyu said in a deep voice, and pointed at Gu Tong: "And they are the traitors who destroyed all this!"
"I'm not being disrespectful to Master Wu'an, you guys just misunderstood Master Wu'an's final philosophy... We must adapt in order to survive."
Gu Tong bowed deeply to Fang Xian: "Sir, we are the strongest faction in Dawn City. This woman's faction has already declined..."
"what to do?"
Shiraishi moved closer to Javi and signaled with his eyes.
Javi waved his hand and looked at Fang Xian.
Fang Xian chuckled at this time and said, "We are not here to help a faction in the Dawn Society to fight internally. Have you forgotten our purpose?"
"so what……"
Javi asked in a dry voice.
Gu Tong and Si Yu suddenly tensed up, knowing that the moment that would decide their fate had arrived.
"Actually... I'm very surprised. According to the previous broadcast, even though the City of Dawn has fallen, it has at least maintained a fragile balance and won't really fight. It should be that something big happened recently that destroyed the balance that was originally maintained, causing the balance of power between you two to be unbalanced..."
Fang Xian asked, "What's the matter?"
Siyu's expression suddenly changed, and Gu Tong said proudly: "Your Excellency guessed correctly, the leader she followed, the King of Weirdness Wen Renxiu, has lost control!"
Siyu gritted her teeth and did not refute.
"hiss……"
Bai Shi and others took a deep breath.
When a weird king loses control, a disaster-level weirdness breaks out.
Judging from the situation, it might have exploded inside the City of Dawn. No wonder it messed up everything.
"So, this woman's faction is the sinner of Dawn City!"
A trace of hatred flashed across Gu Tong's face. He still had family and friends in the City of Dawn.
"Understood. Let's go."
Fang Xian's eyes flashed, and he stood up and said.
Gu Tong and Siyu looked at each other, with a look of confusion on their faces.
"How do we... do it?"
Shiraishi asked.
"It's very simple. Let's go to Dawn City and take a look. If Wen Renxiu can't be saved, kill her... If she can still be saved, save her and restore the balance. That's the most beneficial option for us, isn't it?"
Fang Xian looked at Gu Tong and said, "Every additional Weird King will provide a huge guarantee for the safety of the city. Don't you think so too?"
"Master Wenren Xiu... has lost control of his rationality..."
Gu Tong's expression changed, but he immediately replied with a wry smile.
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Fang Xian stretched and said, "Either you follow me or continue fighting."
"My Lord, I am willing to follow you."
Siyu immediately said that if Wen Renxiu could be rescued, it would undoubtedly be the best outcome: "I will lead the way for you!"
…
City of Dawn.
The situation in this small city was a bit strange at this time.
A reddish film covered the outskirts of the city, blocking everyone in and out.
The survivors trapped in the city all had solemn expressions, staring at a clock tower that suddenly appeared in the center of the city.
At the top of the clock tower, there is not a bronze clock or a mechanical watch, but a huge roulette wheel.
No matter which direction you look at this roulette wheel from, you can only see its front side, and the surface is stained with a layer of bright red, as if it were smeared with blood.
These red colors occupy nearly 60% of the roulette wheel, and the rest is green.
At this moment, in the middle of the roulette wheel, a pointer is spinning continuously.
Soon, it stopped and pointed randomly at a red area.
"Oh no! This is a dangerous area!"
Inside the City of Dawn, the faces of the survivors tightened and they cried out in surprise.
Cuckoo! Cuckoo!
The roulette wheel was dripping with blood, and suddenly it became dented in the middle, revealing a red -nosed clown doll head, which showed a weird smile towards the city below.
Almost in an instant, on the streets, in the rooms, in every corner... ghosts appeared instantly and began the killing game.
The survivors in the city immediately encountered a catastrophe.
Five minutes later, all the ghosts disappeared and the huge roulette wheel started spinning again.
This time, it landed in the green|zone.
The city became calm again.
"My Lord, Wen Renxiu is getting even more out of control... On that roulette wheel, green represents reason and safety, while red represents madness and danger... Now, more and more areas of it are stained red. "
At the nearest location to the bell tower, a survivor knelt on the ground and spoke to an old man wearing a purple robe and with a straight nose.
"If we allow this to continue, the entire Dawn City will be finished."
The old man sighed and took a step forward: "But my move is not enough to restrain her. On the contrary, it may stimulate her to lose control further... Let's give it a try!"
The next moment, he suddenly appeared in mid-air, stretched out his hand, and tried to catch the pointer that started to spin again.
As if sensing danger, the needle turned faster, and the surroundings emitted a whistling sound, causing a large number of wounds to appear on the old man's body.
On the surface of the turntable, the red color began to madly erode the green area.
The old man had no expression on his face, and his palms turned extremely pale. An invisible curse was released, which slowed down the speed of the pointer. He held it tightly and pressed it towards the green area.
It all happened so slowly, as if the slow-motion button had been pressed.
But judging from the old man's serious expression, this must not be an easy task.
The pointer reached the boundary between red and green and began to move wildly, pointing madly towards the red area.
"I'm sorry... my old friend... I can't pull you back from losing control. In order to prevent you from causing more harm, I can only exile you away from this city!"
The cloak behind the old man tore open, revealing surging darkness and strange eyes.
The surrounding space seemed somewhat illusory, enveloping the entire bell tower.
At this moment, the old man's expression changed and he looked outside.
A brilliant dream appeared out of nowhere and began to invade the City of Dawn.
A black-haired young man appeared, also stretched out his hand, grabbed the pointer, and pressed it firmly in the green area.
