Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 481 Blood Mist Project

In a club filled with blood-red fog and the crowd in a frenzy, the blue-haired, masked boy was like a sudden breeze, penetrating the chaos and noise.

His eyes flashed with an all-seeing light through the gaps in the mask, and he had foreseen the coming disaster long ago.

"Bloody Moon?"

Motor looked calm, staring at the unknown blood-red flower in the center.

When the blood-red flower bloomed in the center of the stage, releasing an intoxicating mist, he did not choose to escape, but resolutely stepped into the center of the chaos.

Motol walked steadily, leaving deep marks on the ground with every step.

As he got closer to the stage, the blood-red mist around him seemed to sense some kind of threat and began to surge violently, trying to block his progress.

But the young man did not stop. The silver sword in his hand flashed a cold light under the dim light. The tip of the sword gently passed through the air, leaving a series of silver tracks, like opening a clear path in the fog.

Finally, he came to the blood-red flower.

The flower is still blooming, and every petal seems to be soaked in blood, exuding a heart-pounding scent.

But Motor did not retreat even a little. Instead, he held his breath, with a determined light flashing in his eyes. Then he swung his sword like lightning, cutting at the root of the flower with incredible speed and accuracy.

"Qiang!"

A crisp sound of metal clashing was heard, as if some invisible force was cut off!
The blood-colored flower withered instantly under the sword light, the petals scattered all over the ground, and the intoxicating mist also dissipated, as if it had never existed.

The madness in the crowd gradually died down, but the boy did not let his guard down.

He knew very well that there must be a deeper conspiracy behind everything.

So, Motor turned around and looked over. He had already realized who those people were who were not really crazy but were pretending to be crazy.

There is no doubt that those who disguised themselves as crazy and took the opportunity to kill innocent people are the people of Bloody Moon!
The next moment he began to move through the crowd, the silver sword dancing flexibly in his hand. Every swing of the sword accurately avoided innocent people and directly struck the masterminds hiding in the crowd.

Motor's swordsmanship is astonishingly superb. Every attack is as smooth as flowing water, both elegant and deadly.

Under his sword, the masterminds who tried to manipulate people's hearts and create chaos showed their true colors one after another. Some were killed by a single sword, while others had their limbs chopped off, making them unable to do evil anymore.

"what!"

"hateful!"

Finally, when the last mastermind fell under the sword light, the chaos in the club was completely quelled.

People completely woke up from their madness, looking at the mess on the ground and the many corpses, everyone screamed and panicked. Some people looked at the blue-haired masked boy with awe and gratitude in their eyes.

"What happened just now? I feel like I've gone crazy!"

"Oh my God! What on earth happened!"

"Who is this boy?"

"I don't know. He was wearing a mask like us."

But Motor just silently put away the silver sword, turned and left, leaving behind a lonely and determined back.

At the same time, his coachman "Dark" secretly took away several surviving heretics.

"Torture them, Dark." After Motor left, he calmly gave orders to Dark outside the club.

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At the same time, Elena of the Dark Moon Council was closely monitoring the every move of the blue-haired masked boy through complex magic crystals.

At this moment, she felt unprecedented astonishment and shock. She witnessed with her own eyes how the blue-haired boy cut off those strange blood flowers with incredible swordsmanship in the blood-colored mist, accurately stabbed the mastermind hidden in the crowd, and saved those who had fallen into madness and despair.

"This...how is this possible?"

She murmured, her voice filled with disbelief.

In Elena's cognition, the blue-haired boy who needed to be monitored was just a young man. Although he was somewhat special, he could never possess such a powerful force, because the improvement of bloodline power takes time. Even a genius would find it difficult to reach the level of qualitative change in his early teens! However, the scene before her completely overturned her cognition!
Elena stared at the magic crystal and replayed it, afraid of missing any details.

She saw the blue-haired boy moving through the chaos, the silver sword in his hand like a dancing elf. Every swing of the sword was precise and deadly, as if no force could stop him.

She even felt that every movement of the blue-haired boy contained an indescribable elegance and calmness, as if he had already seen through everything and was just playing with those who tried to challenge him in a playful manner.

"He...who is he?"

Elena asked in a low voice, her voice full of confusion and awe. She realized that the blue-haired boy was no ordinary person, and there must be deeper secrets and power hidden behind him.

"No wonder that high-ranking family ordered surveillance..."

At this moment, she began to re-examine the blue-haired boy and realized that her previous judgment might be too one-sided and superficial.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Elena!
Elena was slightly stunned, and just as she was about to release some extraordinary power, she found that the silver sword was already on her neck.

Motor Fischer stood calmly behind him, his eyes full of indifference. Although he was still a teenager, he possessed a cold and ruthless murderous intent.

The more he dreamed about those memory fragments of that man in the past few years, the more mature his mind became, and there was also a kind of cold murderous intent that penetrated into his bones and buried in the deepest part of his heart.

Elena almost subconsciously felt her hands and feet getting cold. Ever since her mother handed the Dark Moon Council over to her, she had never been so close to real death!
"I……"

She had no idea how to answer. If she betrayed the high-ranking family, she would surely die!
"Well, tell me, why are you spying on me?"

Motol smiled slightly, his eyes still cold, but he continued with a smile: "If your answer is wrong, then your head will not stay in the right place anymore."

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In every corner of the city, those strange and eerie blood flowers spread rapidly like a plague. They bloomed silently, releasing an alluring blood-red mist, shrouding the entire city in an ominous shadow.

The city at night is no longer synonymous with hustle and bustle, but has become a sea of ​​weirdness and despair.

In the night sky, a secretive heretical sect was watching all this quietly.

They were dressed in blood-red robes and had translucent masks on their faces, revealing only their deep and cold eyes. They floated in mid-air, as silent as ghosts.

The secret organization is called "Bloody Moon". They possess ancient magical powers and worship the "Eternal Moon", a god from the outside world.

The Moon of Eternal Life.

He is also a god from another world, and his time is one o'clock in the morning.

The Moon of Eternal Life possesses the yin energy of the entire universe, which corresponds to the primordial fire that controls the yang energy. Most people who are illuminated by its moonlight will become crazy and confused.

At this moment, the members of the "Bloody Moon" organization were admiring the chaos and despair they had caused with a cold and arrogant attitude.

"How is the Blood Mist Project going?" A deep and magnetic voice echoed in the night sky. It was the leader of Blood Moon, a mysterious and powerful magician.

"All is well, my Lord."

Another voice answered respectfully, it was a senior member of the Bloody Moon, who was monitoring every corner of the city through magical means.

"Very good. Let the blood mist spread over the entire city under the moonlight. Only when people fall into the deepest despair will they realize the true value of power."

The leader of Bloody Moon said coldly, with fanaticism and ambition flashing in his eyes.

Following his orders, the blood flowers scattered throughout the city seemed to have received some kind of summons. They began to release blood-red mist more violently, completely covering the entire city.

In the fog, people began to fall into madness and chaos, with only killing and destruction in their eyes, as if the whole world was falling into the abyss of doomsday.

The people of the Bloody Moon watched all this coldly from high in the sky. Only when people fell into the deepest despair would they be willing to dedicate everything to the Eternal Moon and become slaves of the moonlight.

"Hey, a flower was destroyed."

At this moment, the man who was monitoring the situation in the entire city was stunned for a moment, and then projected the picture in the air. Everyone saw the strange figure of a blue-haired boy.

(End of this chapter)