Chapter 513 - Chapter 513: Chapter 481: The Blood Mist Plan (1/2)
Chapter 513: Chapter 481: The Blood Mist Plan
In the nightclub, ravaged by a blood-colored fog and engulfed in madness, the blue-haired masked youth arrived like an unexpected breeze, cutting through the chaos and clamor.
His eyes, peering through the slits of his mask, flashed with an all-seeing light; he had foreseen the calamity that was descending upon them.
“The Blood Moon, huh?”
Moter’s expression was calm as he stared at the unknown blood-colored flower at the center.
When the blood-colored flower bloomed on the center stage and released its intoxicating fog, he chose not to flee but resolutely stepped into the heart of the mayhem.
Moter moved with steady strides, each step leaving deep marks on the ground.
As he approached the stage, the blood-colored fog seemed to sense a threat, swirling violently, attempting to block his advance.
But the youth did not stop. His Silver Sword shone with a piercing light under the dim lighting, its tip drawing silver arcs through the air, forging a clear path through the fog.
Finally, he stood before the blood-colored flower.
The flower continued to bloom, each petal soaked as if in fresh blood, emanating a heartbeat-accelerating scent.
But Moter showed not a hint of retreat; instead, he held his breath, a steady light twinkling in his eyes. He then swung his sword like lightning, striking the base of the flower with unbelievable speed and precision.
“Clang!”
A crisp sound of metal striking metal rang out as if some invisible force had been severed!
Under the sword’s glow, the blood-colored flower withered instantly, its petals scattering to the ground, and the intoxicating fog dissipated as if it had never existed.
The madness in the crowd slowly subsided, but the youth did not let down his guard.
He knew well that behind everything, there must be a deeper conspiracy.
Therefore, Moter turned his head to look, having already noticed who among the frenzied crowd weren’t really lost in madness but were only pretending.
Without a doubt, those who feigned madness to kill innocents amidst the chaos were the people of the Blood Moon!
He then began to weave through the crowd, the Silver Sword dancing flexibly in his hands. Each swing was carefully aimed to avoid the innocent and strike directly at those hidden manipulators among the crowd.
Moter’s swordsmanship was so exquisite it was breathtaking, each attack flowing smoothly, both graceful and deadly.
Under his blade, those who tried to manipulate minds and create chaos revealed their true forms, some with throats pierced, others with limbs severed, powerless to do further harm.
“Ah!”
“Damn it!”
In the end, as the last hidden manipulator fell under the glow of the sword, the chaos within the nightclub completely ceased.
As people fully awoke from their madness, they looked around at the mess and the many corpses, screaming and panicking, while some looked at the blue-haired masked youth with eyes filled with awe and gratitude.
“What just happened, I felt like I was going insane!”
“God! What on earth took place!”
“Who is this youth?”
“Don’t know, he’s wearing a mask just like us.”
Moter, however, simply silently sheathed his Silver Sword and turned to leave, casting a lone, resolute silhouette.
Meanwhile, his coachman, Pitch Black, discreetly took away several still-living heretics.
“Interrogate them, Pitch Black,” Moter ordered calmly outside the nightclub after he had left.
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At the same time, Elena of the Shadow Moon Council was closely monitoring the blue-haired masked youth through intricate Magic Crystals.
She felt an unprecedented shock and amazement as she witnessed the blue-haired youth slash through the mysterious blood-colored flowers with incredible swordsmanship within the blood fog, accurately striking the hidden manipulators amid the crowd, saving people from their madness and despair.
“How… how is this possible?”
She muttered to herself, her voice filled with disbelief.