Model worker and his little darling

Seeing Pingqing run away with his men, the old man coughed twice; he was also about to collapse.

Glancing at the Spider that had been relegated to the background, he asked, "What do we do now?"

Spider walked away without looking back, saying, "I'm taking them back. Do whatever you want with them." Looking at the men lying on the ground in a pitiful state, he couldn't help but curse them as useless.

The old man sneered; he knew this person looked down on him. But so what? He wouldn't live much longer anyway. Now he just wanted to see what would happen to those people, and then he hurried towards another battlefield.

When Hirai arrived, he saw Gin being struck by Squirrel's magic. The powerful impact caused Gin to fall off the bridge and into the sea.

The scene was exactly the same as the one that had just flashed before my eyes.

After throwing Kuroba Kaito directly to Du Bai, who also looked like he was about to die, Taira Kiyoshi rushed towards Gin and caught the rapidly descending Gin.

Gin had already passed out, his face was deathly pale, and his breathing was weak.

With a thought, a white light flashed, but Gin still didn't wake up.

"Gin! Gin!"

Not receiving a response, a heart-wrenching pain welled up within me.

He's the one who ruined Gin!

Seeing that Yushika had rushed over to save Gin, Squirrel's expression changed. "A bunch of useless trash."

What's wrong with Spider? He can't even handle a high school student. And that old geezer who keeps talking about revenge, he's been preparing for so long but hasn't done anything to Yu Lu. Useless!

"Royal Deer!"

Ping Qing glanced coldly at Squirrel, looked around, and placed Gin in a safe place.

Squirrel fell silent; that glance just now had sent a chill straight to his soul.

The bright moon hung high in the night sky, and blood gradually stained its originally bright light, like a celestial dog eating the moon.

The blood moon is in the sky!

It is as intense as fire, yet it gives people a cold and suffocating feeling.

Ping Qing returned to his original appearance, with a strange and bewitching red light flashing between his brows, and his golden hair gradually grew longer, fluttering in the wind.

The crowd stared blankly at the blood moon in the sky. They had never seen such a bizarre scene before, and fear gripped their hearts. It was as if a ferocious beast had been awakened, and they were about to face annihilation.

A crimson magic circle lit up from beneath Ping Qing's feet, and the entire world seemed to be controlled by a strange and powerful force. Endless red light devoured all the colors of this world, and eerie energy spread wildly.

At this moment, a bright red light shone beneath Ping Qing's feet, as if he were a god, controlling this world.

Looking at the blood moon hanging high in the night sky, and the eerie aura emanating from the suspended figure, Kaito Kuroba suddenly remembered that Akako Koizumi had once whispered in his ear about the blood moon being an ominous sign and had told him to be careful.

I didn't expect to encounter this so soon, and it was all caused by Taira no Kiyoshi.

“Brother Pingqing…”

Seeing things developing in an increasingly bizarre direction, Du Bai, with his last breath, led his men to retreat, fearing that if they delayed any longer, they would never see the sun rise again.

Squirrel wanted to leave this suffocating place as soon as possible, but found she couldn't move. Turning around, she saw the others were in the same predicament, and could only watch helplessly as Du Bai led his people away.

Looking up at Pingqing, Squirrel had only two words in his mind: It's over!

The mournful cawing of crows pierced the dark, cold night sky of London.

Ping Qing stared at the blood moon, its eerie patterns spreading from between his brows to his entire face, its bloodshot, blood-red eyes filled with ruthless, murderous intent, exuding an indescribable eeriness and terror.

Sensing someone approaching, Pingqing produced a short knife in his hand, emitting a faint red glow.

The person who arrived was none other than the former Gin.

"Imperial Deer?"

The old man stared at Ping Qing in disbelief. His black clothes were torn and stained with blood, his long golden hair was flowing and dancing, his face was covered with blood-stained lines as if he had been disfigured, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He was simply a demon who had returned from hell.

He sensed something was wrong as soon as he approached the area, and when he tried to turn around and leave, he found he couldn't move.

Ping Qing looked at the newcomer, waved his hand lightly, and a red light flashed across his neck, causing blood to gush out.

The dagger returned to Pingqing's hand, unstained by blood.

The old man's face still held an expression of disbelief; he never expected his end to be like this.

Spider, who arrived shortly after, saw this and ran back without looking back; he didn't want the dagger to slit his neck the next second.

Heiji ignored it and walked toward Squirrel.

Squirrel's expression was filled with shock and fear. The footsteps were clear and distinct, each step seeming to pierce her heart. She was like a trapped beast, utterly powerless.

Shock, fear, despair...

"Yu Lu... Yu Lu... Don't kill me..."

Ping Qing did not react at all; the overwhelming killing intent had long since eroded his reason.

A streak of red light flashed, and Squirrel slowly collapsed to the ground.

The killing continued, like the Grim Reaper himself, leaving people lying in his wake wherever he went. Heads severed, blood splattered, the victims utterly vulnerable.

The red light flashed continuously, marking the completion of this ultimate massacre.

Gradually, the black light emanating from Ping Qing grew stronger and stronger.

Red and black intertwine and entwine.

Faced with the corpses scattered on the ground, Ping Qing looked up at the blood moon.

However, at that moment, a crystal snowflake landed on Pingqing's eye.

Immediately afterwards, countless snowflakes fell with the wind, and the red light of the magic circle beneath their feet gradually dissipated.

The crimson in his eyes gradually faded, and Ping Qing was momentarily bewildered. However, the light emanating from his body grew even brighter, as if vying for dominance.

Finally, Pingqing's body could no longer hold on, and he collapsed to the ground.

Finally, the two beams of light disappeared into Ping Qing's body.

The holy moonlight shone upon the earth once more, and the world finally fell silent.

The scattered corpses on the ground gradually disappeared without leaving a trace, as if nothing had ever happened.

No one knows that this place was once a purgatory.

Occasionally, the cawing of two crows can be heard in the silent night sky; it is the mournful cry of death.

Not long after, a black sedan pulled up on the side of the road.

Looking at the lifeless body lying there quietly, Karasuma Renya sighed, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Let's go back."

The butler, who had been following Karasuma Renya, responded softly and carried Heikichi back to the car.

As the car left, the bridge was completely restored to its former appearance.