Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"..."

The scorched earth emitted a sizzling corrosion sound under the dark purple mist, and Wu Song's stiff figure was like a puppet nailed in the center of a chaotic vortex.

"Bang bang bang..."

Ling Zuan leaned crookedly against the wheelchair, his fingers, like dry branches, tapping the armrests, which suddenly stopped. His cloudy eyes stared intently at the boy's trembling back.

"Interesting... Primordial Chaos actually made this kid lose his soul?"

A hoarse voice was wrapped in a hissing sound like a venomous snake, and the mucus under the wheelchair suddenly surged violently.

"Ha ha……"

The barbed broom Yin Mo Luo carried was dripping with rancid slime, and his single eye flashed with a bloodthirsty light:

"Are you going to take action? Lord Huanye..."

He glanced at a figure emitting an icy aura not far away, only to see black blood seeping out of the cracks on the surface of the Phantom Night Ice Armor, and those spider-web-like lines were glowing faintly with the chaotic fluctuations.

"..."

The ice blades around Huan Ye emitted a subtle humming sound. She stared at the reflection of Wu Song's ever-expanding scarlet pupils, and her ice-blue eyes rarely rippled.

"Don't move. The ravages of primordial chaos... even I can't escape unscathed."

Before he could finish his words, the proprietress's crazy scream shattered the air.

"Hahaha……"

Ma Buliang knelt on one knee on the ground, and the talisman drawn in the void with the blood-stained magic pen was corroded by chaos before it took shape.

"It's a tough nut to crack..."

The ink-wash robe on his chest was stained with large areas of black blood, and the ink-colored juice oozing from the wound collided with the chaotic aura, making a sizzling sound.

"This primordial chaos..."

He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, and the auspicious dragon carving on the pen made a low hum as the chaos trembled.

"Brother, why don't you just forget it~"

Zhirou, who was standing aside, had a pale face and leaned weakly against the broken paper building. Her fingertips formed seals to maintain the crumbling ink barrier. Her hair was blown by the chaotic wind, revealing the unhealed scar on her forehead.

"No, let's take a look!"

……

"boom……"

Da Fei swung his fist at Mo Zi's ice spear, and the collision between his fist and the spear produced dazzling sparks.

"Sister Azi! Wake up!"

The muscles in his arms bulged, but the black spots caused by chaos had already reached his shoulders.

"Humph……"

Mo Zi suddenly turned around and pointed the ice spear at the seriously injured Xiaoqing behind him. The ice crystals condensed on the tip of the spear reflected her empty pupils.

"elder sister!"

Xiaoqing's water whip was frozen into pieces in mid-air. She staggered backward and her back hit the sharp broken beam.

"boom!"

Mingyue gritted her teeth and threw the dagger, but the sword exploded into ice chips the moment it touched the ice spear. The sharp fragments scratched her cheek, and blood dripped onto her purple-stained clothes.

"Wong..."

Bai Tang's half-chaotic body twitched violently, and the Bell of Justice let out a wail as if on the verge of breaking.

"This big idiot!"

He stared at Wu Song's figure gradually being swallowed by the chaos, his blackened nails digging deep into his palms:

"Stinky ass! Don't really trap yourself in there!"

Dark purple lines spread wildly along his neck, but he suddenly jumped up and pounced towards the chaotic vortex, but his ankles were entangled by the chains thrown out by the spirit diamond.

"boom……"

"No hurries?"

The Diamond Monster smiled and tightened the chains. The wheelchair made a teeth-grinding sound as it rolled over the slime on the ground.

"Let us first see the secret he hides under the flames..."

“That’s enough.”

Huan Ye suddenly raised his hand, and an ice spike accurately cut off the spirit diamond's chain.

The black blood seeping from her ice armor had already dripped onto the ground, but she still maintained her dignity:

"Lord An wants the complete recovery of the original chaos. Anyone who dares to act rashly again..."

Before he finished speaking, the three tumorous heads of the proprietress emitted a sharp buzzing sound at the same time, and the dark golden air waves turned into countless chains that entangled Wu Song's limbs.

"call out……"

Yun Bai's whistle stick collided with Mo Zi's ice spear, and she coughed up blood foam amid flying wood chips.

"cough……"

He caught a glimpse of the black mist seeping out of the cracks in Wusong, but saw that he suddenly trembled violently, and the Fire Judge fell to the ground from his hand.

"boom!"

"..."

Wu Song's hoarse voice pierced through the chaos, choking with broken sobs:

“Don’t… don’t hurt her…”

His body began to be dragged into the whirlpool uncontrollably. Da Fei roared and tried to rush forward, but his legs were entangled by the suddenly growing chaos tentacles.

"..."

The dark purple ice spear suddenly changed direction and pierced the chaos core.

The proprietress let out a sharp roar:

“Who allowed you to disobey orders?!”

The dark golden tentacles instantly penetrated Mo Zi's shoulders, but she showed a strange smile under the erosion of chaos, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Wu Song's disappearing figure.

"Thousands of fantastic paintings!"

Ma Buliang tried his best to use his magic pen to quickly draw an ink barrier, but it was distorted the moment it touched the chaos.

"Lord Huanye, the unusual movement of the Chaos Core..."

His voice was trembling uncontrollably, and the ink from the pen tip dripped uncontrollably onto the ground, staining it into hideous blood-red lines.

"I'm afraid it will exceed Lord An's expectations!"

……

"Click..."

Broken rubble trembled in the dark purple mist, and Ma Buliang's hastily drawn ink barrier was torn like thin paper.

The splashing ink marks were eroded by the chaos into hideous ghost faces before they even hit the ground.

"Wong..."

Mo Zi stood in the center of the chaotic vortex, her ice spear emitting a cold and dim light, and the dark golden mist wrapped around her surged, as if all the chill of the entire battlefield was concentrated on her.

"..."

Huan Ye held up her injured body with all her might, black blood seeping from the cracks on the surface of her ice armor. Every crack told of the tragic consequences of her battle with the primordial chaos.

But at this moment, she was still like an icy fortress, standing in front of the cats in the Haze Valley.

The ice-blue pupils reflected the dark purple empty eyes. The figure of Mo Yun on the battlefield ten years ago gradually overlapped with the girl in front of him who was eroded by chaos.

"Is this going to be a repeat of what happened more than ten years ago?"

She knew very well that Mo Yun's sister had inherited all of her brother's power and was now blessed by the primordial chaos. This would be an unprecedented fierce battle.

"Watch out for the tip of her gun!"

Ling Zuan's skinny fingers gripped the wheelchair's armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. The mucus beneath the wheelchair surged wildly, making a teeth-grinding sound.

"The essence of primordial chaos is condensed there. If you touch it, you will be injured. If you touch it, you will die!"

Yin Mo Luo, who usually shows off his one eye, now rarely shows fear. He holds the broom covered with barbs tightly, and the mucus dripping from the bristles corrodes deep pits on the ground, but he dares not take the initiative to attack.

"It really gives the cat the chills!"

He could feel that the aura emanating from Mo Zi was a hundred times more dangerous than any Chaos clone.

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(If you want to go in, go in on your own. If you don't want to go, I'll just disband it. It doesn't make much sense anyway. So don't say I didn't respond to your messages later.

Look for yourselves, which of those authors is willing to reply to every message? I am not one of you, so do I have to answer just because you ask me?)