Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Sister! It's me! Xiaoqing!"

Xiaoqing stumbled backwards, her torn sleeves tangled around her fingertips and then torn apart. She tilted her neck back and screamed at the sky, tears mixed with blood leaving hideous marks on her face.

"Wake up! Look at me!"

The dark purple hollow pupils did not reflect any of the former warmth. The dark golden spear had changed direction, and the ice crystals condensed on the tip of the spear reflected a strange light in the chaos.

"careful!"

Mingyue suddenly pounced over, and the blood from the wound on her shoulder splattered on Xiaoqing's face.

The dark purple spear brushed past Mingyue's ear and pierced the ground. Amidst the flying gravel, Xiaoqing heard her sister's cold voice:

"Ants."

This familiar yet unfamiliar tone made her blood freeze, and her nails dug deep into her palms:

"No...impossible..."

"Uh……"

Bai Tang let out a low, beast-like growl from his throat, and his half-black body twitched violently in the rubble.

The Bell of Justice hummed under the heavy burden, and dark golden mist seeped out from the cracks, wrapping around his blackened fingertips.

“Ha…hahaha…”

He gasped and tried to prop up his body, but was shocked by the backlash of chaos and spit out black blood, but a stubborn smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sister A Zi...we are here to take you home..."

"Sugar! Don't force it!"

Da Fei's arm was still shaking after he threw the Earth-Splitting Fist. His eyes turned red as he watched the young man's shaky figure.

"This damn chaos..."

Before he could finish his words, the ice blade swung by Mo Zi flew past his ear, cutting off a few strands of hair.

He wiped his face, his bloodshot teeth gritting.

"If I could save you once, I can save you a second time!"

Wu Song's hand holding the Fire Judge's hand was throbbing with veins, and the dancing flames crackled under the suppression of the chaos.

"Something's wrong! Sister Azi used to be able to suppress that chaos! Why is it that this time..."

Before he could finish his words, Yun Bai was suddenly hit by Mo Zi's gun force, and stopped only after smashing three stone pillars.

"Cough cough..."

Yun Bai coughed up blood and raised his head with difficulty.

"Did the boss lady... do something to Chaos..."

The three tumorous heads of the proprietress simultaneously let out strange childish laughter:

"Did the little bugs find out? Hehehe, I just added a little bit of my essence to her chaos~"

The dark golden mist condensed into a huge ghost face, spitting out scarlet letters towards Xing Luoban.

"The current Mo Zi is a perfect weapon that even I can't bear to destroy!"

"..."

Dafei felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped, and Haipiao's dying cry echoed in his ears again.

He wiped the blood off his face and said in a voice that seemed to come from deep within his chest:

"No wonder... No wonder Sister Zi..."

He suddenly turned and looked at Wu Song, his eyes burning with the fire of revenge:

"Wusong! We can't delay any longer! We must destroy the Chaos Core first!"

Wu Song nodded heavily, and the flames of Fire Judge instantly surged:

"Alright! Dafei, you draw the fire, I'll find an opportunity to go around her! Yunbai, you use the talisman to block her movement!"

Yun Bai struggled to get up, and drew a rune in the air with his bloody fingers:

"I understand! But... ahem... you guys need to move quickly..."

"Humph……"

Just as the three cats were about to take action, Mo Zi was already approaching like a ghost.

Xiaoqing looked at her sister's empty eyes in despair, and suddenly yelled at the top of her lungs:

"Mo Zi! You said you would protect me! You said we would be sisters forever! Have you forgotten all this?!"

Her voice was tearful, but it was particularly clear in the chaos.

"..."

The dark purple tip of the gun stopped half an inch away from her throat, and a trace of fluctuation seemed to flash in the dark golden pupils.

The proprietress let out a sharp hiss:

"How dare you shake my weapon! Kill!"

Following her command, Mo Zi thrust his spear out again, and Da Fei roared and swung his fist to meet it:

"Don't even think about hurting Xiaoqing! Ah Wu! Now!"

Wu Song leaped up on the powerful flying fist wind, and Huo Pan transformed into a crimson meteor, heading straight for the surging chaos core of the proprietress...

……

Just as Wu Song's Fire Judgment was about to touch the proprietress's chaos core, two chaotic auras as thick as ink suddenly tore through the air.

Ling Zuan slumped crookedly in the wheelchair, his dry, branch-like fingers tapping the armrests intermittently, making a hollow "tapping" sound.

Yin Mo Luo was carrying a broom covered with barbs. The mucus dripping from the rotten bristles corroded hideous holes in the ground, and white smoke was emitting from it.

"Lord Huanye! Lord An has ordered—"

Ling Zuan's hoarse voice was cut off by a cold gaze just as it sounded.

Huan Ye's ice armor glowed with a dazzling blue light, and shards of ice hovered beside him, humming like sharp blades about to be unsheathed.

"Go back."

Yin Mo Luo let out a strange laugh like a broken bellows, and his wheelchair slowly moved forward, rolling over the slime on the ground.

"Oh, are you afraid that we'll take the credit?"

The only response he got was the ice spikes that instantly froze the ground.

Huan Ye's body was filled with a sudden surge of coldness, forcing the chaotic aura surging around the three cats back half a foot.

"Primal Chaos is out of control. If you don't want to die, just shut up and watch."

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface of her ice armor, and the black blood that seeped out formed strange patterns on the ice, but there was no trace of emotional fluctuation.

In the center of the battlefield, the three tumorous heads of the proprietress screamed shrilly at the same time, and dark golden air waves swept over like a turbulent tsunami.

Bai Tang was blown away by the chaos, veins popping out from under his blackened hair, leaving a deep bloody mark on the ground;

Xiaoqing rolled over on the ground crying, her sleeves shredded by the dark purple ice spear.

Yin Mo Luo tilted his body and supported his chin, his single eye flashing with a bloodthirsty light:

"Tsk tsk, how many more moves can these little kittens hold out?"

Yinmala turned the broom, and the bristles picked up the gravel on the ground, making a crackling sound:

"If we keep wasting time, the sir's ice shield will not be able to hold up."

The chaotic aura around the two cats was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, but they remained motionless, just like beasts lurking in the dark, waiting for their prey to exhaust its last bit of strength.

Huan Ye stood at the edge of the battlefield, like a cold statue, with ice blades buzzing around him, blocking all prying eyes three feet away.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and chaos.

Bai Tang half-knelt on the ground, half of his body twitching violently, and even raising his head was extremely difficult under the erosion of chaos;

Xiaoqing and Mingyue were forced into a corner by Mo Zi's ice spear, their shattered sleeves and silk ribbons fluttering between the ice blades;

"Da Fei! Raise dust and provide cover!"

Wu Song rushed forward on the leaping flames, his sharp claws glowing red.

"it is good……"

Da Fei stomped his feet so hard that the ground cracked. The smoke and dust that rose up was like a thick curtain that obscured the proprietress's vision.

"Cloud Tiger..."

Yun Bai turned into a green shadow and shuttled through it, and the strong wind swept out by its tail feathers continued to disrupt the chaotic vortex.

"Wusong, now is the time!"

Da Fei swung his Earth-Splitting Fist, and the wind from his fist carried gravel and blasted towards the proprietress.

Wu Song took advantage of the momentum and soared into the air, while Huo Pan went straight for the Chaos Core. Just as his sharp claws were about to tear through the mist, the three tumorous heads of the proprietress simultaneously emitted a sharp buzzing sound. The dark golden chaos suddenly froze, and a bloodshot vertical pupil slowly opened.

"!"

Wu Song froze all over, the scarlet vertical pupil seemed to see through his soul, and the dark chains deep in his heart trembled uncontrollably.

"Found it..."

The proprietress's hoarse voice shook the air. Da Fei's pupils shrank, and he roared and punched again:

"Wusong, retreat quickly! This is not right!"

But chaos had already erupted, and dark golden air waves swept across like a tsunami.

Da Fei crossed his arms and tried to resist, but was knocked back and smashed into the stone pillar;

Yun Bai's wings were covered with frost and he fell in a mess.

Wu Song's Fire Judge was still hanging in the air when his neck was wrapped around by the slimy tumor tentacles. The metallic-luster surface burned his skin and dragged him fiercely towards the three grinning heads.

"Let him go!"

Da Fei struggled to get up, but his ankles were entangled by new tentacles.

One of the lady boss's heads poked out a bone spur and pressed it against Wu Song's brow:

"The secret hidden beneath the flames... let me see it."