Chapter 481 Blood Mist Plan

In the club where the bloody mist was raging and the crowd was going crazy, the blue-haired masked boy was like a sudden breeze, penetrating the chaos and noise.

Through the slits in his mask, his eyes shone with insight, and he had already foreseen the coming disaster.

"Bloody Moon?"

Motor looked calm and stared at the unknown blood-colored flower in the center.

When the bloody flower bloomed in the center of the stage and released the intoxicating mist, he did not choose to escape, but resolutely stepped into the center of the chaos.

Motor's steps were steady, each step leaving a deep mark on the ground.

As he approached the stage step by step, the blood-colored mist around him seemed to feel 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 shone coldly under the dim light. The tip of the sword gently cut through the air, leaving silver trails behind, as if opening a clear path in the fog.

Finally, he came to the bloody flowers.

The flower was still blooming, and every petal seemed to be soaked in blood, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

But Motor did not flinch at all, but held his breath, with a determined light in his eyes, and then swung his sword out like lightning, slashing towards the root of the flower with incredible speed and precision.

"Qiang!"

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing, as if some invisible force was cut off!

The bloody flower withered instantly under the sword light, its petals scattered all over the ground, and the intoxicating mist also dissipated, as if it had never existed.

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

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

So, Motor turned his head and looked over, and he had long realized who those people were who were not really lost in madness, but were pretending to be mad.

There is no doubt that those people who pretend to be crazy and take the opportunity to kill innocent people are the people of the Bloody Moon!

The next moment he began to shuttle among the crowd, the silver sword dancing flexibly in his hands. Every time he swung the sword, he accurately avoided innocent people and hit the masterminds hidden in the crowd.

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

Under his sword, those behind the scenes who were trying to control people's hearts and create chaos were revealed one after another. Some had their throats sealed with a sword, and some had their limbs cut off, making them unable to do any more evil.

"ah!"

"hateful!"

Finally, when the last mastermind fell under the sword, the chaos in the club completely subsided.

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

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

"God! What happened!"

"Who is this boy?"

"I don't know, he's wearing a mask like the rest of us."

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

At the same time, his coachman "Pitch Black" secretly took away several heretics who were still alive.

"Torture them, dark." After Motor left, he gave the order calmly and darkly outside the club.

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

At this moment, she felt unprecedented shock and shock. She witnessed with her own eyes the blue-haired boy in the bloody mist, cutting off those strange blood flowers with incredible sword skills, accurately stabbing the mastermind hidden in the crowd, and saving people who fell into madness and despair. people.

"This...how is this possible?"

She muttered, her voice filled with disbelief.

In Elena's understanding, the blue-haired boy who needs to be monitored is just a young man. Although he is a little special, he can never have such a powerful power, because it takes time to improve the power of blood, and even the most talented person can't. It’s hard to reach the level of qualitative change in your early teens!

However, the scene in front of her completely overturned her understanding!

Elena stared closely at the magic crystal to replay it, for fear of missing any detail.

She saw the blue-haired boy weaving 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 power could stop him.

She even felt that every movement of the blue-haired boy contained an indescribable grace and calmness, as if he had already understood everything and was just toying with those who tried to challenge him in a game-like 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 the 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. Just as she was about to release some extraordinary power, she found that the silver sword was already placed on her neck.

Motortor Fischer stood calmly behind him, his eyes completely indifferent. He was obviously still a young boy but possessed a cold and ruthless killing intent.

The more he dreamed of those memory fragments belonging to that man in the past few years, the more mature his mind became, and there was 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 cold. Since her mother handed the Dark Moon Council to her, she had never been so close to real death!

"I..."

She didn't know how to answer at all. If she betrayed the high-ranking family, she would probably die!

"Well, tell me, why are you monitoring me?"

Motor smiled slightly, still with a cold look in his eyes, 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 weird and weird blood flowers spread rapidly like a plague. They bloomed silently, releasing attractive blood-red mist, shrouding the entire city in an ominous shadow.

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

In the middle of the night sky, the secret heretic sect was quietly watching all this.

They wore blood-red robes and translucent masks on their faces, revealing only deep and indifferent eyes, floating in the air, silent like ghosts.

The secret organization is called "Blood Moon". They possess ancient magical powers and worship the "Eternal Moon" among the gods of the world.

Eternal Moon.

He is also a god of the world, and the time he controls is one o'clock in the morning.

The Eternal Moon possesses the yin energy of the entire universe, corresponding to the original fire that controls the yang energy. Most people who are illuminated by his moonlight will become crazy and chaotic.

At this moment, the people of the "Blood Moon" organization are admiring the chaos and despair caused by their own hands with an indifferent and arrogant attitude.

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

"Everything is going well, sir."

Another voice answered respectfully. It was a senior member of the Blood Moon, who was monitoring every corner of the city through magic.

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

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

According to his order, the blood flowers all over the city seemed to have received some kind of call. They began to release blood-red mist more violently, completely covering the entire city.

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

And the people of the Blood 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 Moon of Eternal Life and become slaves of the moonlight.

"Hey, a flower was destroyed."

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