# 938
Chapter 939: Extreme Evil Metropolis
Human Enclosure,
The depths of the deep sea.
A mirror of immense scale lay quietly on the seabed, reflecting everything above. Tendrils of crimson bled from the shattered edges of the mirror, seeping into the seawater like blood.
Dense schools of fish tangled together, frantically tearing at each other. A large sea beast swept across the seabed, opening its enormous mouth to swallow them all, then crashed headfirst into a hard rock formation, its eyes crimson red, possessed by madness.
Blood and crimson mingled in the ocean currents, transforming into churning scarlet waves that crashed against the coastal lands again and again. A frenzied and violent aura spread like a plague.
The Red Moon's corruption was gradually seeping into this world through the gaps in the mirror.
Osaka.
Under the dim sky, two blood-red rifts rapidly expanded, and massive beasts with black liquid flowing from their bodies struggled out of the rifts, plummeting from the sky to the ground!
BOOM—!!
The colossal bodies crashed onto the towering skyscrapers like mountains, and these buildings over a hundred meters tall crumpled like paper, instantly reduced to fragments.
Countless shards of glass and building debris rained down onto the earth. Blood and fire spread frantically through the city. Amidst the countless screams and wails, the roars of two Corpse Beasts echoed across the sky like thunder!
ROOOOAR—!!
In a dusty street corner, a household appliance store had been crushed into ruins by the Corpse Beast's foot. An old radio tumbled out and rolled across the ground:
"...Now for an emergency news bulletin.
One minute ago, two black beasts landed simultaneously in central Osaka. The commercial center, including Dotonbori and Saishin Bridge, has been completely reduced to ruins, with numerous civilian casualties.
Meanwhile, we have received news that the White-Clad God killed a beast in Hokkaido half a minute ago and is currently heading to Osaka. Residents in central Osaka, please remain calm...
Wait! According to the latest reports, blood-red rifts have also appeared above Kyoto City and Fukuoka City, with two more beasts about to descend! Four beasts have appeared in different regions at the same time!
曙光广播提醒各位正在遭受巨兽攻击的居民，灾难之前，不要慌乱，在时间允许的情况下，有序向附近的地下防空建筑进行……砰！！"
The transmission cut off mid-sentence as military vehicles barreled down the street, crushing the radio to pieces!
"Slow down! Hayato! You're driving too fast!"
In the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle, a woman gripped the handle for dear life, her face filled with panic. In her arms, an infant was crying at the top of its lungs.
"Slow down, my ass! You see that monster?! If it catches us, we're all dead!" A muscular man gripped the steering wheel, his eyes bloodshot as he stared ahead.
"There's someone ahead! Slow down!!"
On the road directly ahead, large numbers of residents were rushing out of their homes, desperately fleeing away from the beast. The wide street was now packed with people.
Bright headlights pierced through the dusty street, illuminating the chaotic crowd ahead. The man tightened his grip on the steering wheel, glancing at the rearview mirror—where the浑身流淌着黑色液体的巨兽 beast with black liquid flowing from its body was roaring as it approached.
He stared at the crowd ahead, and after a moment, those bloodshot eyes gleamed with madness!
Rather than slowing down, he stomped the gas pedal to the floor. With the engine's roar, the off-road vehicle accelerated at a terrifying speed toward the chaotic crowd!
"You're insane?! Hayato! What are you doing?!"
"What does it look like?" The man gritted his teeth, speaking word by word. "I'm trying to survive!!"
The off-road vehicle slammed directly into several people at the end of the fleeing crowd, sending them flying into the sky like kites. Scarlet blood sprayed everywhere. The bodies of those pedestrians crashed into the crowd with dull thuds, followed by a string of screams!
With the engine running, this blood-stained off-road vehicle was like a merciless beast, clawing and biting as it charged into the crowd!
BANG BANG—!
Just then, two gunshots rang out from the distance.
The off-road vehicle's tires were instantly blown out. With an earsplitting screech, the vehicle lost control and crashed into a nearby shop.
"Damn it, who's the bastard messing with us?!"
The man clutched his bruised forehead in pain, fury burning in his eyes. He grabbed the metal bat from the back seat, ripped open the door, and stormed out, about to curse—but a cold gun barrel was already pressed against his forehead.
It was a man wearing a black kimono, straddling a motorcycle, gun in his right hand, his eyes cold as ice as he stared at the man with the bat.
"Black Kill Group?!" Hayato swallowed hard when he saw the distinctive pattern on the man's chest.
"Running people over with your car? Are you looking for death?! Did you forget whose turf this is?" The man spoke with killing intent.
"That monster is right behind us! If we don't run, we all die!" Hayato pointed at the frantically fleeing people and shouted, "They're running so slowly anyway, the beast would crush them eventually! What's wrong with me running them over? At least I can survive! Their lives are none of my business!
You're just a bunch of black-clad gangsters! What right do you have to lecture me?! Think you're heroes or something?!"
"We were never heroes." The man pressed the gun muzzle against Hayato's forehead and said calmly, "We're just a bunch of armed and bladed outlaws, but in this world, whoever has the gun makes the rules!
Anyone who breaks our rules, regardless of who they are, pays the price."
BANG—!
The gunshot echoed through the area. A spray of blood erupted. A blood hole had already appeared in Hayato's brow. Those bloodshot eyes stared at the man in disbelief as he collapsed backward.
The man holstered his gun expressionlessly, then pointed to the woman clutching the baby beside him:
"If you don't want to die, follow these people. Keep walking straight—someone ahead will guide you to the air-raid shelter."
With that, he put away his gun, straddled his motorcycle, and rode against the tide of fleeing people, charging straight toward the other end of the street.
If one could stand at the highest point of Osaka and look down, they would see that these residents fleeing from the feet of the Corpse Beasts were maintaining rough order as they headed toward the nearest air-raid shelter, guided by one Black Kill Group member after another on motorcycles. Any reckless person who dared to cause trouble or harm others had been shot dead by their bullets.
Under the Red Moon-stained sky, guns and blades became the most effective form of communication.
At that moment, at the end of the ruined road, a figure in crimson robes soaked entirely in blood, gripping a spear, stumbled toward this direction.