Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"No, don't hurt her!"

Da Fei's pupils suddenly contracted. He looked at the sea drift hanging above the chaotic vortex and let out a roar like a trapped beast.

"You guys, get out of my way!"

His thick arms were bulging with veins, and his fists were filled with heavy rhythmic force, smashing the charging beast-like residents against the ice wall.

"No matter what I do, Haipiao must not get hurt!"

The tentacles of chaos coiled around him like poisonous snakes, but were torn into pieces by his brute force. The splashing black mucus corroded and left scorch marks on his body, but he was completely unaware.

"Haipiao! I'm here to save you!"

Da Fei's eyes were bloodshot and he rushed towards the stone box desperately. The ice surface cracked inch by inch under his feet.

"Has Dafei lost his mind?"

"boom……"

Wu Song's Fire Judge streaked across like a red meteor, accurately intercepting the Chaos Blade that was about to fall from Da Fei's head. Sparks flew as he shouted:

"Calm down! Rushing forward like this will only get you killed!"

Xiaoqing swung out icicles from her sleeves, temporarily forcing back the surrounding beast-like residents. She gritted her teeth and hid her arm, covered in black spots, behind her back.

"Da Fei! Listen to Wu Song first! We need—"

Before she could finish her words, the Chaos Claws controlled by the proprietress brushed past her ear. The strong wind it brought made her cheek hurt, and the sharp claws left a bloody mark on her temple.

"what--"

"Xiaoqing, are you okay?"

Mingyue's moonstone suddenly burst into a dazzling light. She sprinkled her rhyme into the air, condensing it into a temporary barrier to block the invasion of chaos:

"Xingluo Squad forms a formation! Protect Dafei first!"

Bai Tang took the opportunity to leap up, and the Justice Bell wrapped around Da Fei's waist, but was pulled back by the opponent's brute force.

"Let me go! I can't stand by and watch something happen to Haipiao!"

"..."

Dafei's voice was full of despair. The image of Haipiao silently cooking for everyone in the past and concentrating on mending torn clothes late at night flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope.

"Sea drift——"

The pressure of chaos made it hard for him to breathe, but what made him even more suffocated was Hai Piao's face, which was as pale as paper.

"Da Fei! Have you forgotten that Sister Hai Piao has always believed in us?"

Bai Tang clutched the chain tightly, his voice trembling with the force.

"She said the Xingluo class is going home together! If we act impulsively now, her sacrifice will be in vain!"

Wu Song took the opportunity to grab Da Fei's shoulders and injected the scorching flame energy into his meridians, trying to calm his disordered breathing:

"Trust us, there must be a way."

"Uh--"

Da Fei's fist was still waving in the air, but it was gradually losing strength.

He looked at the black lines spreading across Haipiao's neck and suddenly pounded his chest fiercely:

"I'm such a loser... I can't even save the cat I want to protect..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Before he finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the stone box, the proprietress's crazy laughter pierced the sky, and the chaos tentacles began to shrink rapidly - sacrifice!

"..."

Under the shocked gazes of the cats, the chaos tentacles slowly pressed Haipiao's body towards the boiling primordial chaos in the stone box.

Da Fei's knees slammed heavily on the ice, and the sob that escaped from his throat was broken and desperate:

"What on earth do you want to do? I beg you, don't do anything to her!"

"Oh!"

The tentacles controlled by the proprietress suddenly froze, and the shadow of the heroic spirit behind her twisted into a hideous smile.

She turned to look at Dafei, her pupils, condensed from chaos, surging with madness and mockery:

"Hahaha, he really values ​​friendship and loyalty, just like us fighting against the clan!"

Her voice suddenly became strangely gentle, with a long tail tone.

"Then I'll give you a chance—you don't have to help me, and you don't have to sacrifice your rhyme power. As long as you stop interfering, how about it? I just want to restore the glory of the Da Zong, reshape the Cat Land, and drive out the chaos."

The ice cave fell into dead silence, with only the buzzing of the chaotic vortex circling around the ears like a poisonous snake.

"boom!"

Da Fei's clenched fist sank deeply into the ice, and the blood seeping from the gaps in his armor was quickly frozen into dark red ice crystals by the cold air.

"..."

The broken walls and ruins of the Chang Zong ruins flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope. The figures of his fellow disciples lying in the chaos overlapped with the pale face of the sea drifter that had been eroded. Two kinds of severe pain tore back and forth in his chest.

"Damn it, I can't control myself..."

Xiaoqing forced herself to take half a step back. The black spots on her arms had spread to her neck, and every breath she took felt like an icicle piercing her heart.

She looked at the boss lady's frantic expression, her fingers under her sleeves pinching into her palms:

"But Madam Boss... you are now using the power of chaos, which is clearly contrary to the true power of rhythm... The glory of the Dazong should not be to exchange darkness for light."

"shut up!"

The proprietress suddenly shouted, and her huge chaotic claws smashed the icicles beside her, and the flying ice spikes brushed past Xiaoqing's ears.

The heroic spirits around her let out a shrill roar.

"You ignorant youngsters, how can you possibly understand the humiliation Da Zong once suffered? When Chaos descended, we fought desperately to resist, but in return we only received the destruction of our sect and the utter ruin of our glory!"

She laughed wildly, and the primordial chaos within the stone box surged violently like boiling magma.

"Only by defeating chaos with chaos can Neko-soil be reborn!"

"..."

Wu Song's flame whistle stick was hot in his palm, and the dancing flames cast his shadow on the ice wall, which continued to distort with the chaotic tremors.

He gritted his teeth and tried to suppress his inner turmoil:

"But if you use chaos as a blade, you will only be swallowed by darkness in the end. The true power of rhyme is never to fight violence with violence... Senior Da Zong is protecting the light and hope of the cat land."

"Stop preaching here!"

The proprietress's laughter became sharper, and the chaotic chain swung out from the tip of her tail wrapped around the stone box.

"Now, answer me—save Haipiao, or stop me? You only have ten breaths!"

She controlled the tentacles to tighten again, and the black lines on Haipiao's neck spread like a spider web. The blood that flowed from the corners of his mouth dripped into the chaotic vortex and was instantly corroded into green smoke.

"squeak……"

Bai Tang's knuckles turned white as he gripped the Justice Bell, and the rhythmic patterns on the bell flickered with his disordered breathing.

"What should I do? What should I do..."

But at this moment, Haipiao's weak appearance and the boss lady's crazy threats made his heart beat almost bursting out of his chest.

“What are their options?”

Mingyue quietly gripped her weapon until it became hot. She looked at the tense faces of the Xingluo squad members, her throat tight but unable to speak.

"..."

Da Fei's forehead was pressed against the ice, and his heavy breathing was particularly clear in the silence.

The sense of mission to inherit the clan's legacy and the worry about drifting at sea clashed fiercely in his mind, as if the two forces were going to tear him apart.

The pressure of chaos weighed on every cat's heart like a huge rock. This decision concerning life and death and faith hung over the heads of the Xingluo squad like a sharp blade, cutting their will every second.

"Get out of my way!"

The ice fan in Mo Zi's hand was still dripping with water droplets condensed from chaos, and the last beast-like resident collapsed at her feet.

"It's really noisy..."

She raised her eyes and looked towards the stone box. The proprietress's crazy laughter mixed with the chaotic buzzing sound pierced her eardrums.

"Sea drift..."

When she saw Haipiao being lifted high up by the chaos tentacles and Dafei kneeling and roaring, her fingers holding the ice fan suddenly tightened, and the coldness climbed up her arms along the fan bones.

"Sister, Baitang, Dafei, Wusong, Mingyue..."

Mo Zi silently recited their names in his heart, his eyes sweeping over every tense face of the Xingluo squad.

Bai Tang's knuckles turned white as he gripped the Justice Bell. He was clearly trembling with fear, but he still stared stubbornly at the proprietress.

The arms under Xiaoqing's sleeves were almost covered with black spots, but she was still quietly adjusting her stance;

Wu Song's flame whistle stick burned red, and the sweat on his forehead fell on the dancing flames and vaporized instantly.

She suddenly remembered the first time she met Bai Tang, the little guy who always said "If you have faith, you will succeed";

I recall the clumsy way Dafei would silently bandage everyone's wounds after every battle;

I think of Wu Song, who appears to be sharp-tongued but always stands up at critical moments.

And Xiaoqing and Mingyue, the partners who once fought alongside her, are now in an unprecedented desperate situation.

"What are you five really thinking right now?"

The dark purple nails dug deep into the palm of his hand, and the coldness spread from the ice fan to his heart.

She knew the boss lady's methods too well. The so-called "let Haipiao go if you don't stop him" was just a trap - once the Xingluo class gave up resistance, chaos would completely devour Maotu.

But if we continue to resist, the sea drifters will be sacrificed at any time.

"..."

In the chaotic vortex, the dim light from Huan Ye's nine tails became increasingly dazzling. She observed the reactions of the Xing Luo team members with great interest. The two strange cats behind her had quietly grasped their weapons.

"Whoo~"

Mo Zi took a deep breath, and a determination flashed in his ice-blue eyes.

She held the ice fan across her chest, her rhythmic energy flowing through the fan ribs, ready to rush towards the crumbling line of defense at any time.

"Whatever you choose, I will stand by you."

Mo Zi murmured softly, but his voice was swallowed by the roar of chaos.

She knew that in this decision concerning faith and life and death, the Xingluo Squad would never retreat - even if there was an abyss ahead, they would hold each other's hands tightly and face it together!

"Maybe this time I can see whether you have grown..."