Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

The charred rubble rustled in the chaotic tremors, and the broken beams were stuck crookedly in the ground, like a dead and silent cemetery.

Broken porcelain pieces and twisted metal debris mixed together, shrouded in dark purple mist, emitting a strange glow.

Every brick and stone was stained with traces of battle. The bloodstains appeared a strange purple-black color under the erosion of chaos, emitting a pungent fishy smell.

"call out……"

The wind blew sand and gravel across the ruins, making a whimpering sound, as if it was also wailing for this hopeless battle.

"Uh……"

Xiaoqing struggled to get up from the gravel, her torn sleeves stained with dust and blood, her knuckles white from the effort.

"No...can't lose..."

Her voice was weak but filled with reluctance, but just as she managed to stand up halfway, she fell heavily back to the ground. The blood she coughed up dripped onto the scorched earth and was instantly swallowed by the chaos.

"Wusong, what on earth did he see..."

She looked at Wusong, which was shrouded in chaos in the distance, her eyes full of anxiety and helplessness. The young man who was once full of vigor and vitality was now like a candle in the wind.

"hateful……"

Mingyue leaned against the broken wall, the edge of her dagger already curled. She looked at Mo Zi who was approaching step by step, breathing rapidly:

"Xiaoqing, hold on..."

Before she could finish her words, the dark purple ice spear came at her like lightning. Mingyue dodged sideways, and the ice spear grazed her arm, instantly leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone. Blood splattered on the cold spear and froze into ice in an instant.

"!"

The severe pain made her tremble uncontrollably, but she still held the dagger tightly and watched Mo Zi's every move vigilantly.

"Thousand Jin Ding!"

Da Fei smashed a Chaos clone with his bare hands, leaving a bloody mess on his fist and black spots on his arm spreading like a living thing:

"Everyone hold on! There must be a way!"

He turned to look at Wu Song, who was standing frozen in the vortex of chaos. His eyes were red and his voice trembled slightly.

"Wusong...don't be silly here! We haven't finished fighting this battle together yet!"

The scene of fighting side by side with Wu Song flashed through his mind. All the laughter and passion turned into a firm belief in saving his companions.

"Wong..."

Bai Tang was half-kneeling on the ground, chaos lines covering half of his cheek, and the bell of justice was humming faintly.

He stared at Wu Song intently, digging his nails deep into his palms:

"You stinky ass! If you dare to fall down here... I'll beat you into a pig's head when I rescue you!"

But when the tip of Mo Zi's gun pointed at him, the young man suddenly grinned, his teeth flashing with blood and foam:

"Come on! Come at me if you can!"

"Sister Azi..."

He was filled with fear, but he didn't want to see his companions get hurt, so he could only use arrogant words to cover up his anxiety.

"This Mo Zi is too powerful!"

Yun Bai waved her whistle stick to block Mo Zi's attacks, and every collision made her palms numb.

She watched Wu Song gradually being swallowed by the chaos, her heart filled with anxiety and self-blame:

"I should have noticed the boss lady's plot earlier... I was negligent..."

Her thoughts were interrupted by Mo Zi's ice spear. She dodged to the side in a hurry, and a few strands of her hair were cut off and floated in the air.

"boom……"

"boom……"

"boom……"

She gritted her teeth and kept adjusting her moves, trying to find Mo Zi's weakness.

"Give up, you have no chance of winning."

Mo Zi's voice was as cold as ice, and the ice spear in her hand drew an elegant but deadly arc.

"Useless resistance only adds to the pain."

Her eyes were empty and cold, as if the gentle sister she once was had long since disappeared, replaced by a killing machine controlled by chaos.

"puff……"

Da Fei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Sister A Zi is our partner, we will never give up! Even if it takes every last ounce of strength, we will bring you back!"

He rushed towards Mo Zi with a punch, and the wind from his fist brought up a cloud of dust, but Mo Zi easily dodged it when he got close, and stabbed him in the chest with a gun in his backhand.

"..."

Da Fei narrowly avoided the vital parts, but a long bloody scratch was still left on his chest.

"Um..."

Xiaoqing watched this scene, feeling extremely anxious but powerless, tears mixed with blood slid down her cheeks:

"Sister...you really don't remember me..."

She recalled every moment she had spent with Mo Zi. Those heartwarming moments formed a sharp contrast with the coldness of the moment, making her heart ache as if it were being cut by a knife.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The boss lady's three tumorous heads let out a shrill laugh, causing pain in everyone's eardrums:

"Struggle! How does it feel to watch your companions being devoured before your eyes?"

Dark golden chaos surged like a tide, completely enveloping Wu Song. His hoarse voice rang out from the depths of the chaos:

"Gray...I'm sorry..."

"!"

These words hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

Da Fei paused his attack, his voice trembling and choked with sobs:

"Wusong! Don't be afraid, we'll be here soon... We're the Xingluo Squad, and no one can be left behind!"

He roared, and the power in his fists gathered again. The wounds on his body were still bleeding, but he was unaware of it. He tried his best to fight against the chaos, but in front of the boss lady's powerful strength, he seemed so small.

"Humph……"

Yun Bai gripped his whistle stick tightly and rushed towards the Chaos Core with his last bit of strength:

"We can't let the boss lady succeed!"

However, as soon as she approached, she was blown away by a dark golden air wave, fell heavily to the ground, and coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.

"boom!"

"puff……"

She lay in the ruins, watching the vortex of chaos expand, her heart filled with despair and unwillingness.

"Why? Can't fighting against Zong really change history?"

The battlefield fell into a desperate situation. The power of Chaos continued to spread, and the ruins gradually collapsed under its erosion.

Broken bricks and stones fell, raising a cloud of dust.

The Xingluo Squad was wounded, yet they still persevered. However, as Wu Song was completely devoured by the chaos, their hope gradually faded. The chaos around them was like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, ready to devour them all...

"It seems that we all have to stay here this time..."

"Yes, but there will always be so many regrets that cannot be realized..."

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(I'm going to output both chapters this time! I've already created the skirt you asked me to build before\^O^/.

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