Baili Pangpang happened to be passing by when he saw this scene. His expression changed slightly, and he raised a foot to step forward and stop them.
Just then, an arm landed on his shoulder.
A thin sheen of cold sweat covered Cao Yuan's forehead. He looked at the crowd fighting in the distance and shook his head.
"It's useless. They've completely lost their minds. There's no way talking reason will make them stop. It'll only make them turn on us...
Let's do it directly."
The moment he finished speaking, Cao Yuan seemed to realize something was wrong and added, "I don't mean kill them..."
"I know. I'm still lucid right now."
Baili Pangpang took a deep breath and reached into his pocket. The Green Rope he had just used to bind the mad dog flew out again, stretching several times longer in the blink of an eye. Like a green serpent dancing through the air, it firmly bound all the villagers locked in battle.
Though the villagers were restrained by the Green Rope, their expressions remained utterly savage. They turned toward Baili Pangpang and the other two in the distance, roaring furiously and twisting their bodies madly as they tried to break free. But the Green Rope seemed to have grown onto them; no matter how hard they struggled, they could not shake it off.
Seeing those noisy figures snarling and roaring at him, anger flashed uncontrollably through Baili Pangpang's eyes again. He quickly shut his eyes and clenched his fists, veins bulging across the backs of his hands as though he were enduring something.
High in the pitch-black sky, more than half of the Red Moon had emerged from the clouds, crimson as blood.
Blood trickled from the corpses nearby. In the scorching, stifling air heated by the