Chapter 939
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Chapter 939 City of Extreme Evil
Human Circle,
At the bottom of the deep sea.
An immense mirror lay quietly on the seabed, reflecting everything above it. Streams of red essence surged from its broken edges, seeping into the seawater like fresh blood.
Dense schools of fish tangled together, frantically tearing at each other. A large marine beast suddenly swept across the seafloor, opening its massive jaws to swallow them all, then crashed headfirst into a hard boulder, its eyes completely red, as if possessed.
Blood and red essence mixed with the ocean currents, transforming into rolling crimson waves, repeatedly crashing against the coastal land. A frenzied and violent aura spread like a plague.
The Red Moon’s contamination was gradually seeping into this world through the mirror’s gaps.
…
Osaka
Under the dim sky, two consecutive blood-colored rifts rapidly spread. Giant beasts covered in black liquid struggled to squeeze through the rifts, plummeting from high above!
Boom–!!
Their massive forms crashed like mountains onto the towering buildings. These hundred-meter-tall structures shattered like paper in an instant.
Glass shards and building debris rained down like raindrops. Blood and fire spread wildly through the city, accompanied by countless screams and wails. The roars of two corpse beasts echoed like thunder across the sky!
Roar roar roar–!!
In a dusty street corner, an electronics store had been trampled into ruins by the corpse beasts. An old radio tumbled to the ground:
“…Breaking news.
One minute ago, two black giant beasts simultaneously descended on central Osaka. The commercial center, including Dotonbori and Saishimbashi, has been completely reduced to ruins with numerous civilian casualties.
Meanwhile, we received news that the White-Robed God killed a giant beast in Hokkaido half a minute ago and is now en route to Osaka. Residents in central Osaka, please remain calm…
Wait! According to latest reports, blood-colored rifts have also appeared above Kyoto and Fukuoka, with two more giant beasts about to descend! Four giant beasts appearing in different regions at the same time!
Dawn Broadcasting reminds all residents under beast attack: before disaster strikes, stay calm and, time permitting, proceed in an orderly manner to nearby underground shelters… Bang!!”
Before the broadcast ended, SUVs came crashing through, crushing the radio to pieces!
“Slow down! Hayato! Slow down!”
In the SUV’s passenger seat, a woman clutched the handle tightly, her face filled with panic. In her arms, an infant was crying with all its might.
“Slow down my ass! Didn’t you see that monster? If it catches up, we’re all dead!” A muscular man gripped the steering wheel, his eyes bloodshot as he stared ahead.
“There are people ahead! Slow down!!”
On the road ahead of the SUV, masses of residents were pouring out of buildings, frantically running away from the direction of the beast. The wide street was now packed with people.
The bright headlights cut through the dusty street, illuminating the chaotic crowd ahead. The man gripped the steering wheel tightly, glanced at the rearview mirror, and saw the beast covered in black liquid roaring as it approached.
He stared at the crowd ahead, and after a moment, a hint of madness appeared in his bloodshot eyes!
Instead of slowing down, he floored the accelerator. With the engine’s roaring explosion, the SUV began speeding toward the chaotic crowd at a terrifying pace!
“Are you crazy?! Hayato! What are you doing?!”
“What am I doing?” The man gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, “I want to live!!”
The SUV crashed directly into several people at the edge of the crowd, sending them flying like kites. Red blood sprayed out, their bodies falling into the crowd with dull thuds, followed by a series of screams!
As the engine roared, this blood-stained SUV, like a ruthless beast devoid of humanity, charged toward the crowd with bared fangs and claws!
Bang bang–!
Just then, two gunshots rang out from afar.
The SUV’s tires were instantly blown out. With a piercing screech, the vehicle spun out of control and crashed into a nearby shop.
“Damn it, who’s got a death wish?!”
The man clutched his bleeding forehead in pain, unprecedented rage filling his eyes. He grabbed a metal baseball bat from the back seat and burst out of the car door. Just as he was about to curse, a cold gun barrel was pressed against his forehead.
It was a man wearing a black kimono, riding a motorcycle. His right hand held the gun, and his cold eyes stared at the man with the bat.
“The… Black Kill Group?!” Hayato swallowed hard when he saw the distinctive emblem on the man’s chest.
“Running people over? Are you asking to die? Forgot whose territory this is?” the man spoke coldly.
“That monster’s right behind us, if we don’t run, we’ll all die together!” Hayato pointed at the people fleeing frantically and shouted, “They’re running so slowly anyway, they’ll eventually be crushed by the monster, so what if I run them over? At least I can survive! What do their lives matter to me?!
You’re just a bunch of gangsters! What right do you have to meddle? Think you’re some kind of saviors?!”
“We were never saviors,” the man pressed the gun barrel against Hayato’s forehead and spoke calmly. “We’re just outlaws with guns and knives, but in this world, whoever holds the guns makes the rules!
Break our rules, and no matter who you are, you’ll pay the price.”
Bang–!
The thunderous gunshot rang out, a spray of blood erupted, and a bullet hole appeared in Hayato’s forehead. His bloodshot eyes stared at the man in disbelief as he fell backward.
The man expressionlessly raised his gun, pointing at the woman holding the infant:
“If you don’t want to die, follow these people and keep going forward. There will be people ahead guiding you to the shelter.”
After speaking, he holstered his gun, mounted his motorcycle, and rode straight toward the other end of the road, against the flow of fleeing people.
Looking down from the highest point in Osaka, one would see that these residents fleeing from the corpse beasts’ feet were maintaining relative order as they moved toward the nearest shelter, under the deterrence of Black Kill Group members on motorcycles. Any troublemakers or those who harmed other civilians died by their bullets.
Under the sky tinted by the Red Moon, guns and knives became the most effective means of communication.
Meanwhile, at the end of the broken road, a red-clad figure drenched in blood, holding a spear, was staggering toward this place.
