Crazy Black Gate City (Six Thousand Words)

Endless bandages fluttered down, like white ghosts sweeping across the sky. Any "living" creature that was touched by them would be on the verge of death. If there were wounds, they would fester and rot. Even if there were no wounds, minor ailments would be magnified and spread throughout the body, becoming extremely serious problems.

Even if the body is strengthened and such minor problems disappear, the old scars will still tear open, leaving a bloody mess.

The moment you touch the white bandage, you are plunged into an abyss of no return.

Without touching the bandages, it's impossible to understand exactly what makes the White Devil so terrifying.

However, as an observer, Xiao Xiao could sense the terrifying power of the white bandages before they even got close. He forced himself into a state of tension, triggering his ability to Mind Burst. In the next moment, a complete plan of confrontation had already formed in his mind.

"Sizzle..."

In the arms of the twisted black shadow behind him, a dark red chainsaw spun menacingly, its teeth slicing forward viciously.

The bandages flying everywhere were immediately shredded into pieces by the saw teeth, fluttering like butterflies. The blood-red saw teeth stretched straight forward, cutting towards the very center of the flying bandages, the White Devil's true form. The speed was even faster than the bandages were wrapping around Xiao Xiao. When the flying bandages were still two or three meters away from Xiao Xiao, the saw teeth had already cut them.

These bandages, which can bring the aura of death to all living things, are indeed terrifying, but they are too slow.

It's too brittle.

Even the White Devil, who was deeply shrouded in mysterious mist and white bandages, had strips of paper fluttering on his face, and his expression was clearly slightly stern. With a thought, a portion of the white bandages suddenly closed inwards, layer upon layer, wrapping the Butcher's huge body, including the chainsaw in his arms. Even the sound of the chainsaw turning became hoarse at this moment.

A deep roar seemed to emanate from the Butcher's mouth, and the next moment, black flames billowed up from his body.

The chainsaw roared even louder, and the layers of white bandages wrapped around his body were suddenly cut into countless fragments, which were then burned by black flames as they flew through the air, like a rain of fire falling from the sky.

Snap snap snap snap...

Pieces of fire rained down, enveloping a fifty-meter radius around Xiao Xiao. Even as the fire burned, the city melted and rotted rapidly upon hitting the ground, like cotton meeting a spark. It lost its form as mud, stone, metal, and cables, revealing its rotting flesh and blood essence, which was even gently wriggling.

In just a moment, a huge rotting area with a radius of fifty meters had formed in the city.

Xiao Xiao was in this rotten space, surrounded by fragments of burning bandages falling everywhere. If his body got even a tiny bit of it on him, he would be assimilated by the power of the white bandages along with the rotting flesh beneath his feet, turning into that pungent, rotten flesh.

But facing this rain of fire, Xiao Xiao took a deep breath and his figure suddenly flashed.

He didn't even change his expression. It was as if he had foreseen the movements of every piece of white bandage that fell in front of him or slammed against his face like a python. He dodged it with a light dodge.

He had already mastered the second stage of the Insightful One, and his abilities were further enhanced in the third stage.

Attack prediction.

Because their control over the surrounding environment and even their observation of moving objects are so precise, they can even predict their direction.

Therefore, Xiao Xiao could easily dodge any tiny detail of this barrage of attacks.

He could not only dodge, but even move gracefully, twisting and swaying his body without getting a single bandage on him.

This scene even seemed magical to others.

Even the White Devil's eyes widened suddenly. "What time is it and you're still dancing?"

But as he paused slightly, the Butcher, now free of the white bandages, was already slicing towards him with his massive chainsaw. White Devil frowned slightly, not daring to be careless. In a flash, the surrounding mist suddenly rolled in, forming an invisible barrier in front of him, a thick layer that completely blocked the Butcher's chainsaw from cutting him down three meters away.

"Sizzle..."

The thick layer of fog was instantly cut through by the chainsaw.

The White Devil was startled and suddenly raised his right hand, grabbing directly at the serrations.

His palms had a dark red metallic sheen, somewhat resembling saw teeth. He gripped the rotating saw teeth tightly, rubbing them together to produce sparks. He even curiously leaned over to see how the chainsaw could be so powerful.

Cutting through the dense fog like slicing tofu is amazing...

"Puff..."

But before he could find an answer to his curious question, his expression suddenly changed drastically. The sharp teeth of the chainsaw suddenly accelerated, instantly cutting into his flesh. His hands, which had a dark red metallic sheen, were directly severed by the chainsaw, which then vertically split his arms open. The teeth scraped up pieces of flesh and cut directly into his body.

The White Devil's muffled roar nearly scared the soul out of the body, causing the body to retreat rapidly backward.

At the same time, his own flesh and blood were rapidly expanding. Within a radius of fifty meters around him, the rotten flesh and blood assimilated by his white bandages flowed rapidly toward him like a whale sucking in water, squeezing into his body.

This flesh and blood then flowed rapidly to the left arm, where it was blocked by the serrated edge.

It looked as if a mountain of flesh and blood had appeared in front of his left arm, forcibly pressing down on the Butcher.

But it was to no avail. The saw teeth ruthlessly cut through this mountain of flesh and blood, and the black flames on the chainsaw spread over the flesh and blood, burning it to ashes and then evaporating it. The chainsaw, however, continued to swing forward unimpeded, catching up with the White Devil who was retreating rapidly. The saw teeth swung dozens of meters away before finally retracting, leaving it covered in blood.

The White Devil was completely paralyzed on the spot, and the white bandages that were floating around him had all slumped to the ground.

He shook his head, and suddenly with a thud, about a third of his head slid to the ground, along with half an eye.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud crash, a building behind him slid down and collapsed into a bloody mess.

"Hiss..."

Xiao Xiao, who had stopped dancing... no, stopped dodging, couldn't help but gasp.

Would it be too harsh to do it myself?

But you can't blame yourself. White Devil seems pretty clever, but why did he think of reaching out to grab the Butcher's chainsaw?

Even I wouldn't dare...

He ended up in this miserable state entirely because he was too careless...

"What is this thing...?"

The White Devil had a third of his head and half of his left eye severed, but thankfully his mouth was unaffected, and he could still speak fluently. With his only intact eye, he looked down at the fragments of his head, then turned to look at the building that had been cut down because of him, and his voice was filled with surprise. "What kind of thing could possess such an intense bloodlust?"

"President Xiao..."

A hint of worry suddenly appeared in his one remaining eye. "Are you sure you don't have any mental health issues?"

"What does this have to do with me?"

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but frown.

The Butcher is definitely a bit abnormal.

However, according to the indigenous people's explanation, the Butcher is a projection of their own spirit, equivalent to a clone. His abnormality means that they themselves are not quite normal. But in the eyes of strangers, they are themselves and the Butcher is the Butcher, just a special thing.

What does it have to do with me if it's not normal?

"Don't you know that even with special elements, you have to bear the side effects yourself?"

The note stuck to White Devil's face was stained crimson with blood seeping from the missing head, but his voice was full of concern for Xiao Xiao: "The shadow behind you has such a strong desire to kill, and it is under your control. This means that this desire to kill exists in your mental world at all times. Once you can't bear it, what terrible consequences will there be?"

Xiao Xiao sensed deep concern in his words, and his heart stirred slightly.

"What if I can withstand it?"

"..."

The White Devil took a deep breath and said, "That's even more terrifying..."

"If you can control such a strong urge to kill, then what exactly are you...?"

"..."

Is he swearing?

Xiao Xiao quickly realized something was wrong; he wasn't cursing.

He was really describing...

When he uttered the last two words, his voice genuinely carried a hint of worry, and... horror!

For some inexplicable reason, Xiao Xiao even felt a sense of unease, as if he was afraid that this friend he had finally made might start to see him as Anomalies and stop being his friend once he discovered his strangeness.

"So..."

But White Devil's next words completely put Xiao Xiao at ease, and his voice couldn't suppress the excitement that welled up inside him:

"So we made the right choice coming here..."

"My guarantee to the chairman was correct..."

"I have a feeling that you will be someone we should pay more attention to than the Mysterious Guidepost ..."

"..."

As he laughed, the white bandages around him suddenly began to flutter rapidly, seemingly even more numerous than before, covering the entire street like a white mosquito net, rolling and surging towards Xiao Xiao. His voice was so loud that it could be heard several blocks away. "You have brought surprising changes to Black Gate City. Black Gate City is much more interesting than it was last time."

He wasn't the only one saying it.

The sight of the Butcher's chainsaw instantly slicing through the White Devil's body made both the Scarred Ghost and the Black Enchantress slightly wary.

The Hell Organization members who were trying to sneak in were also enveloped in intense excitement.

They saw various figures emerging from the fog-shrouded Black Gate City, approaching them with a sense of madness.

In the middle of the street, two people were bound together by iron chains.

Ruan Ruan gritted her teeth and pulled out a dagger that had been stuck in her chest. The blade was barbed, and pulling it out pulled out a lot of flesh and blood, but this only excited her more. With the rattling of the chains, she was like a tiger or an angry cat, and she pressed the squad leader of the Hell Organization down on her body and lashed him with her whip.

Snap snap snap snap...

The sound of whips tearing flesh was incessant, and the squad leader struggled again and again, kicking Ruan Ruan away.

But Ruan Ruan could always stand up, as hard as if she were immortal, and once again lashed the whip hard against his body.

He asked with a hoarse laugh, "Was it good?"

Do you like it?

"..."

Those who have been whipped are incapable of lying, so the squad leader could only roll around under the whip:

"Cool..."

"I like..."

"I absolutely love it, hahaha..."

"..."

"..."

He seemed genuinely excited, but Ruan Ruan became excited as well, her whip lashing down relentlessly, tearing gashes across his body. He would occasionally launch chilling counterattacks, using bullets, daggers, iron hooks, or flames that could set a person ablaze, but Ruan Ruan endured it all, stubbornly continuing to whip him.

Until his breathing became weak and feeble, a few words escaped his throat. "It... it hurts a little..."

"Um?"

Ruan Ruan's eyes widened with excitement. "You're starting to hurt?"

But then she lashed out even harder, each lash landing with a joyful shout that echoed throughout the neighborhood:

"But we're not setting any safe words this time, haha..."

"..."

"..."

In another part of the village, the Serpent Sisters, accompanied by three Thorn Hound, finally found a masked man. He was wearing a blue suit and carrying a black box. He was squatting behind a car, slowly peeling the skin off a native's face. It was clear that he was someone who had violated the terms of the bet with the Hell Organization. Upon seeing the Serpent Sisters, he was immediately startled.

"Woof woof woof..."

Led by the ghost, the three Thorn Hound immediately pounced, leaving thorns everywhere in their wake.

The entire empty building was immediately filled with endless dark red thorns, reflecting an eerie light.

"I've found you..."

The Serpent Sisters let out a scream that sounded like both crying and laughing, their hair disheveled, and pounced on him at the same time.

In the Uptown District, the Red Eyes Ling Ping had already spawned a group of molting natives, who, like leading demons, charged towards the members of the Hell Organization. The slender blade in his hand reaped the lives of one Hell Organization member after another, while simultaneously roaring at the newcomers around him:

"Remember, to survive in this world, you have to learn how to kill."

"This military training was personally arranged by the president!"

"..."

"..."

A group of people wearing black top hats also appeared in the thick fog of Black Gate City, but rarely made a move.

But every time they made a move, they would target those isolated members of the Hell Organization, either suddenly covering their mouths and dragging them into a nearby building, or suddenly jumping down from the rooftops on either side of the alley, poking and strangling them until they were silent.

"Boom, Shakalaka!"

"Boom, Shakalaka ya..."

The most harmonious atmosphere was in the central district, a dark shadow wandering between high-rise buildings and streets. Little Four hummed a little tune he had learned at work, his head perched on a trash can, a thin slit showing, staring intently at the approaching Hell Organization. Suddenly, he darted out, slashed the other's neck with a knife, and then flashed back, disappearing back into the trash can.

The surrounding members of the Hell Organization were all shocked and scattered to search for him.

Suddenly, Little Four popped out of another trash can, picked up the dead man's information card, and ran away.

"That was so exciting..."

Hearing the chaotic shouts behind him, Little Four was excitedly thinking.

You can sense the president's presence just a few streets away—cold, terrifying, and sinister...yet you feel safe.

Why do the members of the Hell Organization seem less scary than last time...?

The neck was cut, and it bled...

"Actually, I didn't do anything..."

Xiao Xiao felt a little embarrassed by White Devil's praise.

He had been keeping a close eye on the entire battlefield. The advantage of being an observer was that he could keep track of the overall situation in the city even while fighting an opponent. To be honest, he was quite surprised. He was very satisfied with the performance of Ruan Ruan, the Serpent Sisters, Ling Ping, and others. In fact, he was pleasantly surprised, but he humbly believed that it was not his achievement.

Although lords always subtly influence other strangers in the city.

But these guys are acting a bit crazy because they were bullied too badly by the Hell Organization last time.

It has nothing to do with the positive spirit, responsibility, etc. that I usually teach them.

"You forbidden element..."

Just as Xiao Xiao was feeling a little embarrassed by White Devil's praise, White Devil's laughter rang out again. He seemed to be calculating something rapidly, then suddenly shook his head regretfully and laughed, "I have to admit, I really have no way to deal with it..."

"Even within our Hell Organization, this thing would be a treasured possession..."

"It can kill almost any enemy, so I..."

"... I'll die first to prove you wrong!"

"..."

As he spoke, the countless bandages wrapped around Xiao Xiao again, and his body flew into the sky, seemingly hidden inside them. But Xiao Xiao immediately urged the Butcher to slash the air with his chainsaw. Countless bandages flew wildly, and at the same time, a body was instantly cut and torn apart by the Butcher's chainsaw.

A head covered in notes quietly rolled down to Xiao Xiao's side.

Beneath the note, a faint smile seemed to linger on White Devil's face, his dim eye fixed on Xiao Xiao.

"He's dead?"

Xiao Xiao was taken aback. Although he hadn't held back this time, he hadn't expected that White Devil would be killed so easily.

For a moment, he even felt a pang of heartache.

This interesting guy, even if he's going to die, I should send him off in a way that shows my respect.

How could he just die so easily?

Before the heartache could even subside, another voice suddenly rang out from amidst the surrounding bandages:

"He's dead, but you'll still lose this bet to us..."

"It's amazing that you can control such a terrifying forbidden thing, but you've entered this battlefield too early."

"You are only at the third stage of enhancement. You haven't heard the conversation between the Mysterious Source and you yet. In the Hell Organization, you can only be a squad leader according to the rules. Of course, after I take you back, I will recommend that you be promoted to captain."

"..."

"Not good..."

Xiao Xiao felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

The White Devil is dead, but his power has not disappeared, and a mysterious enemy has taken over his power.

This mysterious enemy immediately realized its greatest weakness.

Normally, the lords of each city are those who have found the core elements of their respective enhancement paths and entered the fourth stage. But I haven't. It's just that I enhanced the Butcher, so I have the confidence to fight against these captains and lords. It's like a weak child holding a gun who can kill a strong adult.

But stage three is stage three, which is a level lower than stage four.

"You're filled with a bloodlust and a desire for destruction, that's fine, I'll offer myself up for you to kill!"

As he spoke, the white bandages quickly turned bright red and filthy. From between the bandages, twisted humanoid creatures kept emerging from the ground, their flesh struggling and merging, turning into bloated monsters that kept writhing.

The Butcher's chainsaw cut down rapidly, and nothing could stop him.

But the endless flesh and blood appeared rapidly, allowing the Butcher to cut it apart, splattering out putrid blood.

This blood, even possessing a certain corrosive property, is dulling and rusting the Butcher's saw teeth.

Xiao Xiao kept communicating with the Butcher's consciousness behind him, trying to find the location of the White Devil. However, even though he Mingming the Insightful One, he didn't know where his opponent was. He knew the opponent existed, but he couldn't lock onto the position, so he couldn't hurt him.

"You've finished your Ace, right? But we still have a 2."

Right to the side, in front of Yang Jia, where the battlefield overlapped to some extent, was a Scarred Ghost, its body covered in blood, countless wounds cutting into itself and also cutting into Yang Jia. It was struggling to raise its head, its mouth full of blood, and laughing loudly at Yang Jia: "The advantage of our Hell Organization is that we come from various cities and have mastered various different enhancement routes."

"The three enhancement routes in Black Gate City are too easy for us..."

"And yet you know nothing about the enhancement path that we excel at..."

"..."

"..."

Yang Jia swallowed the metallic taste rising in his throat, his expression tightening slightly. Suddenly, a doorframe shot up beside him to protect him. Braving another fatal blow, he quickly approached Xiao Xiao and said in a low voice, "Find out where that guy is..."

"I know you and Mister Ye have another plan, but don't start it until you find him..."

"..."

"..."

Xiao Xiao pursed his lips. His intuition as an observer made him realize the problem the moment he died.

As the observer, it's utterly illogical that I've lost sight of my opponent's position.

He was about to detonate the bomb in an instant, but he forcibly restrained himself.

That bomb was a last resort, and his ability as the Insightful One had already prepared him to detonate it. However, at such a critical moment, losing an enemy and detonating the bomb would only plunge Black Gate City into a perilous situation.

Therefore, we must find the White Devil.

No, the White Devil is dead. I need to find that mysterious successor.