Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"what……"

While Mo Zi and Ming Yue were anxiously searching for answers to their friends' coma, Bai Tang, Wu Song, Xiao Qing and Da Fei seemed to be dragged into an endless abyss by fate and fell into a horrible nightmare together.

The chaos, as thick as substance, completely submerged them like a surging tide.

These chaos seemed to have life, transforming into pairs of twisted and hideous black hands, protruding from every crevice in the darkness.

"Come, stay here..."

The black hands clamped their limbs tightly, and the cold, sticky touch made their skin shiver.

Every struggle seemed to sink them deeper into the quagmire, and the chaos dragged them down relentlessly, as if dragging them into a dark abyss from which they could never escape.

At this moment, their consciousness was completely imprisoned by chaos, as if they were wrapped in a thick layer of ice. They lost all perception and thinking ability and could only unconsciously repeat themselves:

"Can we really save Neko-tsuchi?"

The voice echoed in the chaos, carrying endless confusion and despair, drifting in this hopeless darkness.

"Uh……"

Looking closer, their eyes were empty and lifeless. The glittering light of the past had long been swallowed up by chaos, leaving only endless emptiness and confusion, as if their souls had been sucked out of the darkness.

"As long as you have faith, you will never..."

Bai Tang used up his last bit of instinct and wanted to swing the Bell of Justice, letting the crisp sound break the dead silence of the darkness, but the black hand was like a tough shackle, tightly binding his arms. The Bell of Justice trembled in his hand, but could not make any sound, and he could only struggle in vain.

"It's burned out..."

Wu Song mobilized the rhythmic power in his body, trying to ignite a blazing flame to dispel the chaos, but the rhythmic power was like a stone sinking into the sea in this chaos, with no response. He couldn't even ignite a spark, and his body kept shaking under the pull of the black hand.

"..."

Xiaoqing waved her sleeves, which drew arcs in the air, trying to break the shackles of chaos. However, the sleeves seemed to fall into an endless quagmire and were swallowed up in an instant without causing any ripples.

Da Fei gathered all his strength and used his rhythmic power. His body seemed so small in the darkness. His powerful strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of Chaos. It only earned Chaos' silent ridicule and did not cause any ripples.

Their resistance seemed so powerless in the face of this overwhelming chaos.

In the chaotic darkness, a figure slowly emerged. It was Mo Zi.

"Hmph, in vain..."

At this moment, her face was full of disgust, her eyes were cold, and she openly disdained Bai Tang Si Mao who was struggling in the chaos.

"You think you can save Neko-sou? Look at you now, weak and incompetent, you only hold us back every time."

Mo Zi's voice was as cold as ice, echoing in the darkness, and every word he spoke was like a heavy hammer hitting Bai Tang and the others' hearts.

Pain flashed in Bai Tang's eyes, and he spoke weakly:

"Sister A Zi...how can you say that..."

Before he could finish his words, a black hand wrapped around his neck, almost suffocating him.

"you……"

Wu Song glared at Mo Zi angrily, but was unable to refute. The power of darkness made it difficult for him to even roar.

Xiaoqing's face was filled with disbelief, tears welling up in her eyes:

"Sister, why...we are partners who fought side by side."

Her voice was tearful and her sleeves fell limply.

Da Fei also looked confused and hurt, his strong arms were bound by the black hands and he could not move.

"Yes, we are losers and a burden..."

Under Mo Zi's constant accusations, their strength to resist became weaker and weaker, and their consciousness became more and more blurred, as if they were really complete losers as Mo Zi said.

……

In the real world, Mo Zi and Ming Yue stayed by the unconscious Bai Tang and the others. The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. Mo Zi frowned and paced back and forth, his eyes full of anxiety.

Suddenly, she stopped and said through gritted teeth:

"Mingyue, I want to enter their consciousness world. Only in this way can I wake them up."

Mingyue's face turned pale when she heard this. She subconsciously reached out to stop him, her voice trembling:

"No! This is too dangerous. No one knows what's going on inside. What if you're trapped too? What should we do?"

Mingyue's hand stopped in mid-air, her eyes full of fear and worry, staring at Mo Zi closely, as if this could dispel her dangerous idea.

"No, we must bring them out!"

Mo Zi had made up his mind. He ignored Mingyue's obstruction, and the rhythmic power in his body surged. His hands danced quickly, weaving a protective shield that emitted a soft light.

This protective shield firmly enveloped Bai Tang, Wu Song, Xiao Qing and Da Fei, flickering with a faint light, resisting possible intrusions from the outside world and preventing them from being in danger again while they were unconscious.

Mingyue stood aside, her brows twisted into the shape of a "川" character, her eyes full of worry and anxiety.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms, but she was completely unaware.

Seeing Mo Zi about to step into the unknown world of consciousness, she could no longer hold back and took a step forward and said anxiously:

"Mo Zi, this is too dangerous, you can't go! If anything goes wrong, I...what should we do?"

Mo Zi turned his head, his eyes firm yet gentle, and looked at Ming Yue and said:

"Mingyue, I understand your concerns, but I have to go. They are my companions, and it is I who put them in this situation."

Mo Zi's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of self-blame.

"Before, in their minds, I actually said those hurtful words. I was so wrong. I must go in and bring them out and make up for my mistakes."

Mingyue's eyes were slightly red, and she held Mo Zi's arm tightly with both hands:

"But I'm afraid of losing you, and I'm also afraid that you won't be able to get out once you go in."

Mo Zi gently patted Mingyue's hand and gave her a comforting smile:

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back safely and bring everyone with me. You wait here for us. This is also a very important mission."

After saying that, Mo Zi took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and once again concentrated his rhythmic power, carefully probing his consciousness into the consciousness world of his companions.

"What!"

As soon as she entered, the overwhelming darkness and chaos surged over her, and the strong sense of oppression almost made her lose her balance.

"What a powerful Chaos!"

Just as Mo Zi was trying to find her direction in the darkness, the scene of blaming her partner in her dream suddenly emerged in her mind, and she froze in place.

"..."

Those cold and hurtful words hit her heart like a slap in the face, and the guilt overwhelmed her like a tide.

She realized that she had inadvertently caused great harm to her friends with her words.

Recalling the days when she fought side by side with everyone, her companions gave her trust and support, but she made things worse when they were at their most vulnerable.

"How could I say something like that..."

Mo Zi muttered to himself, full of regret.

She secretly vowed to lead her friends out of this darkness and make up for her mistakes with actions.