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Chapter 560 Matou Residence

Although he couldn't see it, Xu Ming could sense it.

In the darkness, countless eyes were watching him.

The wind blew, and a strange wailing sound came from the air.

Xu Ming took a deep breath, slowly raised his right arm, and revealed 'Gorgon's Bond'.

The Gorgon image on the front of the badge suddenly lit up with a blood-red light.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-red spherical light shield expanded outward from Xu Ming, directly enveloping the entire academy!

Temple of Blood!

In an instant, the entire Suiqun Plain was shrouded in a bloody color.

Xu Ming immediately noticed many blurry figures appearing on the rooftop.

These shadows seemed to be influenced by the 'Temple of Blood', directly revealing their forms within the domain.

Pure white mist was continuously extracted from their dark bodies and flowed into the magic array of the 'Blood Temple'.

The pain of having their bodies forcibly sucked out reminded them of the fear they felt when they were melted into blood and absorbed by the same blood-red magic circle in their previous lives.

These figures clutched their heads and howled as they fled the spot, but before they could run more than a few steps, they turned into a wisp of mist and were sucked into the magic array.

The entire rooftop quickly became empty.

Xu Ming wiped the bracelet, a satisfied look on his face.

'Gorgon's Bond' is quite powerful and has a wide enough range. Coupled with the ultimate move that has not yet been used, it has become one of Xu Ming's new trump cards.

Xu Ming immediately withdrew his Blood Domain, since it was too conspicuous and would easily expose his whereabouts.

Then he led the two little ones downstairs.

Perhaps intimidated by the overwhelming power, or perhaps the Blood Temple had reminded the vengeful spirits entrenched in Suiqun Plain of some unpleasant memories, Xu Ming descended to the first floor without encountering any further obstacles.

Xu Ming left the teaching building, crossed the playground, and soon arrived at the school gate.

Just then, a ray of sunlight suddenly appeared on the horizon.

It's already dawn.

Suddenly, Xu Ming heard the sound of a bell ringing inside the teaching building, as if the school had just ended.

Immediately following was a series of disordered footsteps, and in the darkness, countless blurry figures could be vaguely seen slowly approaching the school gate.

Again?

Xu Ming couldn't help but frown, and his left hand instinctively grabbed his right wrist.

However, these figures ignored him completely, walked right past him, went straight out of the school gate, and disappeared at the end of the street.

The school's loudspeakers blared, playing eerie music.

As the school bell rang, students gradually left the school gates to go home, and the school began broadcasting music...

This is a perfectly normal scene at school dismissal in the afternoon.

However, what happened here, at Homurahara Academy, was nothing short of terrifying.

Just then, the school's loudspeakers suddenly stopped.

Then the sun slowly rose from the horizon, and sunlight bathed the earth.

Daylight broke...

Walking through the streets of Fuyuki's old town again, compared to the night, it was less eerie and more desolate.

Tenacious weeds struggled to sprout from the cracks in the bricks and the corners of the walls.

The houses on both sides of the street had collapsed roofs, broken windows, and cobwebs hanging in the corners. The whole house was gray and looked particularly gloomy even in the sunlight.

In each of the dark windows, where sunlight cannot penetrate, something seems to be hiding inside, peering out.

Squeak!

Occasionally, I would hear the sound of doors and windows opening and closing; I couldn't tell if it was the wind or something else.

Occasionally, you can see groups of rats running through the streets and alleys.

These rats weren't afraid of Xu Ming at all. They stood there, blinking their big, dark eyes, curiously sizing him up.

This area has been uninhabited for countless years; even the rats are no longer afraid of strangers.

Xu Ming shook his head and quickened his pace.

Soon, guided by Bai Zhentan, he arrived at the third location.

A uniquely designed three-story Western-style mansion appeared before Xu Ming's eyes. From a distance, the walls of the mansion looked like fish scales.

If Xu Ming remembers correctly, this building has a prototype in his world, which is called 'Fish Scale House'.

It must be said that this name is very apt.

The walls are covered with densely packed diamond-shaped stone bricks, which have turned a dark green color after being exposed to wind and rain. The surface of the stone bricks is very smooth, and when the sunlight shines on them, they reflect a very special luster, looking just like fine fish scales from a distance.

However, Xu Ming was not attracted at all by the artistic feel of the building.

He intently examined every corner of the mansion, his gaze wary and serious.

In the real world, it has a nice name, but in the original work, it is known as one of the most dangerous dens in Fuyuki.

Matou House.

After careful observation, Xu Ming indeed discovered something amiss.

Surprisingly, brown 'vines' resembling blood vessels grew in every corner of the mansion.

Not only that, but none of the rats that had completely dominated Fuyuki City could be seen near the Matou residence.

These clever little creatures seemed to be afraid of something.

On the contrary, there has been an increase in all sorts of strangely shaped insects.

A strange insect, brightly colored and covered in fine hairs, looking like an enlarged version of a caterpillar, swaggered across the center of the mansion garden.

The shadows that the mansion couldn't reach were crawling with all sorts of brightly colored and strangely shaped insects.

The air was filled with a nauseating, fishy stench.

"Is one of the class-specific pieces in here?"

Xu Ming turned his head and looked at Bai Zhentan, who was sitting on his left shoulder.

Bai Zhentan nodded her little head, her cute little face trying to put on a serious expression.

"Yes. To be precise, it's in the basement of this mansion; it seems to be a basement."

As Bai Zhentan spoke, her brows furrowed slightly.

Even if she were a rather unrefined village girl, she would still feel an instinctive aversion to these girls' natural enemies.

"What's going on here! It stinks so badly! We might as well just burn it all down!"

Black Jeanne covered her nose with a look of disgust, waving her little hands in front of her face.

Bai Zhentan showed an expression of agreement on his face.

This is probably the first time the two little ones have reached a consensus.

Xu Ming smiled slightly.

"That's exactly what I was thinking too."

After saying that, he took out the Chaos Battle Flag and planted it in front of the mansion's gate.

Chaos Banner has one advantage that Xu Ming likes the most.

The 'hostile target' can be determined based on the other party's hostility, or it can be determined based on Xu Ming's own will.

You are the enemy!

Soon, every corner of the mansion was covered by flames of resentment.

The insects in the mansion made strange squeaking noises in the flames, faintly mixed with an old voice, before turning to ashes.

"Huh? What's that sound?"

"Who knows, maybe it's some old bug hiding in some corner."

Xu Ming answered casually.

Chapter 561 Murderous Intent in the Foggy Night

The streets were shrouded in a thick fog under the cover of night. The kerosene lamps on both sides of the main road emitted a faint light, which only illuminated a small area under the lampposts.

Kelly crossed her arms over her chest and stomped her slightly numb feet.

A faint, pungent odor filled the air. This was the smell of untreated exhaust fumes from factories near the East District.

However, Kelly had long since gotten used to the unpleasant smell, or rather, her nose had become numb to it.

The 19th century was a crucial period of industrial development in Great Britain, and the skies of London were filled with rows of chimneys.

Large amounts of untreated industrial waste gas were directly discharged into the London sky, forming dark clouds that shrouded the bustling city.

The surrounding streets were quiet, and the thick fog obscured all vision. Only the occasional sound of horses' hooves could be faintly heard from the distant streets, which would soon fade away.

"No business again tonight. Looks like I'll be eating that damn black bread again tomorrow..."

Kelly couldn't help but mutter something.

Kelly is a sex worker who uses her body to comfort others and relieve their accumulated stress in exchange for a small amount of money.

However, even among those in special jobs, Kelly was among the laziest.

Because they find it tiring, they are unwilling to go to more distant and bustling areas to solicit customers.

Because they find it tiring, they are unwilling to put on elaborate makeup and dressing up.

Because they were too lazy to clean, they didn't bother to clean their rented room, leaving dirty things piled up haphazardly and giving off a strange, unpleasant smell.

Sometimes, when she finally gets a job and brings the customer home, the smell often kills the customer's interest, and they simply put on the hat and leave.

After Kelly came here from faraway Eastern Europe, she abandoned her proper job as a textile factory worker and became one of those who made money while lying down.