Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Humph……"

The proprietress waved her fang-covered arm disdainfully, and a dark golden air wave swept out in a fan shape.

"Bang……

The cats of Xingluo Class seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand. They flew backwards without any resistance, smashing into broken walls and ruins one after another, and rolled around in the ruins dozens of feet away.

"puff……"

Xiaoqing spat out a mouthful of blood, and the broken sleeves were wrapped around her trembling arms;

"boom……"

Bai Tang's half-black body slammed heavily into the rubble, and the Bell of Justice once again cracked into spider-web-like cracks.

……

After dealing with the Xingluo Squad, the proprietress's three warty heads simultaneously turned towards Ma Buliang and Zhirou, her chaotic vocal cords emitting a cold sneer:

"Humph, you low-level Chaos dare to meddle in my affairs, are you looking for death?"

Before he finished speaking, three dark golden spikes shot through the air like arrows, instantly piercing through the two cats' defenses.

When Ma Buliang was knocked flying, the brush slipped out of his hand, leaving a twisted bloody streak in the air;

The soft rice paper turned into pieces and flew all over the sky, and she fell backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"..."

At the critical moment, Huanye's figure flashed like a ghost.

The ice armor around her body glowed with a faint blue light, and her palms suddenly pressed against the backs of Ma Buliang and Zhirou who were flying backwards.

"Release force!"

With a low shout, a translucent chaotic ice wall suddenly rose behind the three people. The biting cold and the chaotic impact force collided violently, erupting in a deafening roar.

"Uh……"

Ma Buliang and Zhirou crashed into the ice wall and slid to the ground with the help of the ice surface to cushion their movements. Although their faces were as pale as paper, they had at least absorbed most of the impact.

"have a finger in the pie."

The proprietress let out a shrill scream, and dark golden mist surged wildly, shrouding the entire ruins in even more intense chaos.

Huan Ye was half-kneeling on the ground, with many cracks on his ice armor and black blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, but his silver eyes were still as cold as frost.

She helped the staggering Ma Buliang and Zhirou to their feet and stared at the Chaos Core with vigilance:

"Can you still stand? This monster... is more troublesome than I thought."

"puff……"

Ma Buliang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the dropped paintbrush, and smiled crazily with a hint of unwillingness:

"Interesting... So interesting! The power of primordial chaos, I must witness its limits with my own eyes!"

Zhirou struggled to stand up, and with her blood-stained fingertips she drew a defensive spell in the air:

"Brother is right, but...we have to save our lives first."

"Uh……"

The members of the Xingluo class in the distance also struggled to get up.

Da Fei wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, looked at the boss lady's increasingly swollen chaos core, and clenched his bloody fist;

Wu Song rekindled the fire, and the flame flickered under the suppression of chaos, but still beat tenaciously.

""

Despite being easily defeated, no cat chose to retreat. Their eyes burned with the determination to fight Chaos to the end.

The three tumorous heads of the proprietress simultaneously opened their fang-filled maws, emitting a deafening shriek of laughter. Dark golden chaos surged around her like boiling poisonous mist.

"Is this what you call the power of companionship? It's not even enough to tickle me! What? Isn't it enough that your companion Hai Piao died in front of you? Seeing her expression as she turned to pus in my belly was much more amusing than your current miserable state!"

Her twisted limbs swung randomly, and a dark golden wave of air swept out like a giant sickle, blowing Xiaoqing, who had just climbed up, away again.

"Such a weak force is worthy of talking about revenge?"

"Xiaoqing..."

Da Fei roared and rushed forward, but the boss lady's tentacles easily wrapped around his neck and lifted him up like an ant.

"Or do you need more blood from your companions to wake up?"

She deliberately tightened her tentacles, looked at Da Fei's flushed face and bulging veins, and giggled like a child.

"That little bug called Haipiao was still calling out your names when I crushed it!"

"shut up!"

Chaos and rhythmic energy collided violently around Bai Tang, and his half-black body trembled uncontrollably, but he still struggled to pounce on the proprietress.

"boom……"

The proprietress simply glanced at him with disdain, then casually swung out a beam of chaos light, blasting Baitang dozens of feet away, smashing heavily into the rubble.

"Haven't you heard enough of Haipiao's screams? I don't mind tearing you apart one by one right in front of you again!"

"..."

Wu Song's eyes were red, and he tried his best to perform "Hell of Fire Blast". However, the giant burning stone pillar was corroded into ashes by chaos the moment it approached the proprietress.

"You can't even protect your own companions, and you still want to protect Da Zong?"

The boss lady's voice was full of sarcasm.

"Hai Piao's death is proof of your incompetence! How does it feel to watch someone important disappear before your eyes?"

"roll……

She swung her arms violently, and countless dark golden spikes shot out from the air, knocking all the members of the Xingluo squad away one by one.

Mingyue was pierced through the shoulder by a spike, and the weapon flew out of her hand;

Yun Bai's whistle was shattered by the power of chaos, and he fell like a kite with a broken string.

The proprietress looked at the embarrassed crowd and laughed mechanically:

"The so-called Xingluo Squad is nothing but a bunch of losers who can't even protect their comrades! Keep struggling! Let me see how many more useless tears you can shed for the dead Haipiao!"

"..."

The three tumorous heads of the proprietress turned simultaneously towards Mo Zi, who was wrapped in rice paper. A strange scarlet light appeared in the core of chaos, as if brewing a more vicious joke.

She dragged out the last word in a mechanical, distorted tone:

"So you guys are still hiding some fish that have slipped through the net?"

The dark golden mist condensed into a huge ghost face, grinning at the Xingluo team.

"Since you value your 'partners' so much, how about letting your partners crush you into dust with their own hands?"

Before he finished speaking, a dark golden tentacle pierced through the battlefield like lightning and directly rolled the rice paper cocoon into the air.

The rice paper shattered into pieces under the tearing of the chaotic power, revealing the dark purple body covered in blood and with a weak breath.

Her pupils were dyed dark gold by the chaos, but she was still struggling hard, her nails digging deep into the surface of the tentacles.

"elder sister!"

Xiaoqing's scream pierced the chaotic roar, and her broken sleeves fluttered wildly in the wind.

She stumbled and tried to rush forward, but was knocked to the ground again by the blast of air thrown by the boss lady.

The proprietress let out a strange, shrill laugh, and all three heads tilted to one side at the same time, examining Xiaoqing's distorted expression.

"Oh? So this is your sister? What a touching reunion!"

The Chaos tentacles suddenly tightened, and a painful whimper escaped Mo Zi's throat. The spear condensed from ice crystals trembled slightly in her hand - it was a weapon transformed from an ice fan, but at this moment the tip of the spear was glowing with an ominous dark golden light.

"But from now on, she is no longer your relative - but the sharpest gun in my hand!"

As he spoke, dark golden light suddenly poured into Mo Zi's body, and her remaining consciousness was instantly completely swallowed up by the chaos.

Mo Zi's eyes completely turned into empty dark golden whirlpools. He slowly raised the ice crystal spear. The chaotic power flowing from the spear tip froze the surrounding air and created cracks.

The proprietress's voice was filled with a tooth-aching pleasure:

"Enjoy it! Watch your closest cat gouge out your heart with the moves you're familiar with! Go ahead, Mo Zi! Send all these noisy ants to hell!"