Calamity Crown

Skiffins Steinbeck sighed.

"What do you think the world is like?"

"Do you think the world you see is real?"

"Do you think what you know is true?"

Skiffins Steinbeck said suddenly.

It's different from the gentleness just now.

Skiffens Steinbeck, who was chewing nougat, had a look of madness in his eyes, and his voice began to rise: "The world we live in is just a 'reconstruction' after being smashed."

"From the long river of time, a projection was pulled over, mixed with the 'sand at the bottom of the river' and fixed here, and our current 'world' appeared."

"Otherwise, why do you think they won so badly?"

"Otherwise, why do you think 'Mad King' is called 'Mad King'?"

"Otherwise, why do you think 'they' of the first generation dared to call themselves 'gods'?"

Skiffins Steinbeck's voice was already hysterical at the moment, gradually becoming low and muttering to himself.

"do not know!"

"You don't know anything!"

"Those who know, pretend to be deaf and dumb—but why can't I? I also want to pretend to be deaf and dumb? Why can't I?"

"damn it!"

"Why should I suffer this?"

Skiffins Steinbeck murmured.

Goethe looked at the other party with a weird look.

mental illness?

A bit like.

But not complete!

Goethe couldn't say exactly where it was incomplete, but Goethe raised his vigilance against Skiffins Steinbeck to a new level.

Psychosis is scary.

What's even more frightening is that this psychopath still has power.

"My dear brother, you will never understand the panic I felt the moment I saw the 'truth'."

"My brain told me it wasn't true."

"My heart told me that this was true."

"Ha ha."

"So, I'm going to struggle a bit."

Speaking of these words, Skiffins Steinbeck stood up, pointed to the bedroom in the house, and said, "Okay, brother, we are talking late at night, and this is the end."

"I need to do something."

"Come back at about seven tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"I just made George's performance a little bit more perfect - when he was alive, he was always self-righteous, but he was still a little smart, but after using the 'Secret of Flesh', he became a little less smart."

"He'd probably die without my help."

After speaking, Skiffins Steinbeck left the house.

Goethe, who stayed in the house, added more firewood to the fireplace.

The flames blazed up all at once.

He stared at the dancing flames, lost in thought.

The world is all fake?

hiss.

Goethe narrowed his eyes, his eyes twinkling.

He wasn't intimidated.

But with more ideas.

if!

If all this is as Skiffins Steinbeck said, then the situation is even worse than he imagined!

He has to prepare more.

At the same time, a slightly crazy idea popped up.

Goethe's body began to arouse.

Excited by madness.

The next moment, he gritted his teeth to suppress this excitement, and hid this crazy thought, he used [Beast of Desire] to calm himself down.

"call!"

"Although I know they care about this world very much, but if I weaken them by destroying the world...it's impossible!"

Goethe sighed.

The calmer he was leaning against the chair by the fireplace, the more he felt that this method was feasible.

In order to 'save' the world, the witches spared no effort to use the projection and silt of the 'river of time'.

Well, something like that happened, and the witches would 'save' one more time.

This effectively weakens the witches.

For him, it is the best.

But knowing is knowing, but Goethe can't do it.

but……

He can't do it.

What about others?

For example: Skiffins. Steinbeck!

Suddenly, Goethe was startled.

Chapter 1 Trading and Trading!

,!

A 'lady' in a hooded cloak walks the streets.

Invisible ripples spread out one after another.

The chaos that was supposed to subside became louder and louder.

Even more unbearable.

Flames and ruins.

Wailing and screaming.

Just like a loudspeaker, it magnifies the darkness in some people's hearts countless times.

Greed eats sanity.

Or solo.

Or in groups.

The simplest life knife in their hands has become the weapon of the moment, used to plunder the wealth and women that were unimaginable and unimaginable in the past.

'Miss'?

Nature is also among their hunting targets.

Three burly men stained with blood stopped the 'lady'.

"Hey, there's another good guy, this time I'll go first!"

One of them yelled loudly.

Then, impatiently rushed to the 'Ms.'.

then……

He becomes a sheep.

The other two accomplices were dumbfounded, and subconsciously wanted to run away, but they couldn't escape the fate of becoming sheep.

Under the dark night.

The white lamb is so conspicuous.

The bleating sound attracted everyone's attention.

A group of people saw three lambs, and without hesitation, they raised their butcher knives. Even though the howling of these lambs became more miserable, they never softened their hands, either skinned and deboned them and put them into an iron pan, or directly disemboweled them and sent them to the barbecue shelf.

The fate of the three lambs was decided.

And the person who ate the lamb became more and more violent.

Their eyes are red.

They become stronger.

It also became more cruel and tyrannical.

"It's really amazing power. Although it's not the first time I've seen it, I'm surprised and admired every time I see it."

Skiffens Steinbeck emerged from the shadows.

He stood in front of the 'lady' and bowed slightly.

"Good evening, Your Excellency 'Madam'."

"good evening."

"you are late."

The voice of 'Ma'am' was a little cold.

"No way, who made my brother pester people so much?"

"Besides, as an elder brother, he must put his younger brother to sleep before going out, but this is the rule of the Steinbeck family."

"I'm a man of the rules."

Skiffins Steinbeck said with a smile.

"following the rule?"

'Ma'am' smiled inexplicably, and the voice of one of 'them' members became colder: "No matter how well-behaved a person is, he can't cover up his failure."

"You promised to kill 'The Bartender', 'The Hunter'."

"Now 'Hunter' is alive."

Facing the questioning, Skiffins Steinbeck sighed.

"I don't want to either."

"However, we made a fool of ourselves."

"After we killed the 'bartender', that guy was alarmed—at the most critical moment, he rescued the 'hunter', face him?"

"Whether it's me or my brother, there is nothing we can do."

Skiffins Steinbeck sighed again as he spoke.