Base nature

Bai Mo stopped Ritsuka because he didn't want her to face the terrible scene below. Although she had experienced many ups and downs, in Bai Mo's eyes, she was still a girl who was not old enough to drink alcohol.

The purpose of abducting rebel children here is self-evident. He had once seen a news report on Blue Star about a "party" held on a remote island by some high-ranking United States officials.

It seems that becoming Yaga cannot change these people's hearts, nor can it erase their deep-seated... inherent flaws.

Throughout the journey, neither Bai Mo nor Atalanta spoke. Atalanta clenched her fists, her eyes seemingly burning with raging anger.

Beneath the dilapidated theater lay a vast space, where a magnificent, opulent venue had been erected. Anastasia entered a room marked with a sign indicating it was under repair, leading to a staircase that descended into the underground.

This was her first time attending such an underground party. Although the luxurious decorations exuded a nouveau riche vibe, they were still somewhat novel to her.

The leading Yaga led a child to Anastasia. The child was a rather thin female Yaga, who looked quite cute and endearing, and lovable.

"Oh, you're a waiter/waitress? Okay, even though you're a kid, please show me around."

Anastasia took a gem from her pocket, intending to give it as a tip to the child.

Deeper underground, the music from the band above cannot be heard, and of course, the sounds of chains and torture instruments cannot reach the top either.

A guard was holding a young Yaga down on a hospital bed, immobilizing its limbs, and then took out a syringe to draw up a tube Yaga clear solvent.

He didn't rush to inject it, but instead slowly pricked the Yaga's eyes with the needle. Seeing the Yaga's terrified eyes, the guard immediately revealed a pleased smile.

"Ah, that's it, so cute. Little brat, don't be afraid, I'm not a good person, you'll see." The guard Yaga took out the cross pendant buried in the fur and waved it in front of young Yaga.

"Look, I'm a Christ, you know. What? You don't know me? No problem. Just know that it was I, Skotov, who kept you warm and fed you."

Young Yaga asked timidly, "What are you going to do? My wrist hurts so much."

Upon hearing this, the guard threw his head back and laughed, his beastly claws slicing across young Yaga's abdomen, causing him excruciating pain.

"What do I want to do? Of course, I want to play a game of cards with you."

"But... aren't we all males..."

"That's why you didn't break the rules, kid. You're much luckier than the others. At least you won't end up on the dinner table since I've taken a liking to you."

Just as the guard Skotov was about to unleash his beastly nature, a hand grabbed his head, and his skull cracked.

"Who? How dare you attack me? Don't you know who I am? I am Skotov, known as the Third Noble Hound, the champion of the underground fighting arena eleven years ago!"

The person who is here to guard this place is naturally not an ordinary person. The guard in front of us is a person with power in this Lostbelt, and it is this power that allows him to act recklessly here.

Of course, this only applies to men, since some customers have a virginity complex, but not just in a reproductive sense.

And now, someone actually dares to attack this place, and even dares to lay a hand on him? What audacity! Guard Skotov instantly unleashed his power, the Magnetic Field Rotation —140,000 horsepower!

"Shut up."

A cold voice rang out, Skotov's power, which had just been unleashed, vanished instantly. His strength was completely suppressed, and the person behind him was far more powerful than him.

If this were the Martial God Era, most people with such numbers would choose to fight to the death, but these Yaga would not.

"Hmm, better than me... Sir, I wonder what I did to offend you? Let's talk this out. Are you here to pick out some goods? I can recommend some to you."

"As the last words of a dog, it's a bit too simplistic, but it's quite fitting for a dog."

Bai Mo's voice was icy cold. Then, the body of the Yaga in his hand began to twist, its hands and feet sticking together like two pieces of rubber, wrapping around its head like a ball.

The reason Bai Mo didn't immediately crush the guy's head was simply because he needed to inflict pain. Although compared to his evil deeds, this pain was far from enough.

The ball grew smaller and smaller, and muffled groans and tooth-grinding cracking sounds rang out continuously. It was as if he was being wantonly kneaded by an invisible giant hand, his limbs twisted and wrapped around his head, and the force made his distorted face show through his skin, revealing a disgusting facial outline.

The intense feeling of suffocation almost made him faint, but the physical pain kept him perfectly conscious.

He turned into a ball, an "oil ball".

Bai Mo kicked him to the end of the prison, unlocking each lock Yaga by one. This process was incredibly long and agonizing for him, until finally, Bai Mo stomped on the ball and popped it.

This guy was even somewhat grateful to Bai Mo for finally giving him the right to die.

"You'd be better off completely becoming an animal, you scum."

Bai Mo turned to look at the Yaga. Apart from the rebels, the other Yaga were like walking corpses. Some of the other guards also noticed Bai Mo, but before they could utter a word, several black arrows took their lives.

The two did not communicate, but their cooperation was seamless and efficient.

Looking at the children, Atalanta angrily slammed her fist into the wall, leaving a deep crater.

Torture instruments were everywhere, including "high-end" items like electric chairs. In one cell, a Yaga had its arms cut off and was hung up like a piece of pork, with flies swarming around it. But Yaga's constitution kept it alive, making it not so easy for it to die.

As Bai Mo watched the Yaga emerge, he raised his hand, and the power in his palm, like a warm breeze, reshaped the bodies of these Yaga.

Magnetic Field Rotation -- Cellular Regeneration.

At the same time, Bai Mo activated the calming power he had been studying, and the children of the resistance stopped crying, while those who had been there for a long time gradually had reddened eyes.

This force pierced their numbness, causing their deeply buried pain to overflow uncontrollably.

Yaga, who was rescued, had previously been hung upside down like livestock awaiting slaughter. In the corner of his torture chamber, there was a child's doodle depicting a simple house and a family of three.

"Atalanta, you take them and leave first."

Bai Mo's voice was icy as he channeled his power and ascended the steps leading to the upper level.

"Even if we rescue these children today, as long as this place exists, other people will be sent in. Besides... the decadent lifestyle upstairs is the Root of this tragedy."

Blood debts must be repaid in blood. Don't worry, I won't expose myself easily.

A cold glint of pleasure and gratitude flashed in Atalanta eyes. Without a word, she led her cubs swiftly towards the exit, like a mother wolf guiding her young.

"Please, I'll provide support from afar. Leave these children to the Yaga who are accompanying you. This time, I won't abandon you."

Atalanta knew that she was not as good at concealment as Bai Mo, so she prepared to make use of the bow's special characteristics.

In response, Bai Mo gave her a grateful look. There was no need for much communication, only efficient division of labor.

Outside, a luxury car was speeding towards them, and pedestrians on the road quickly moved aside. The car had come from inside the Kremlin.

Inside the carriage, the princess examined the invitation in her hand, while Kadoc beside her asked:

"Why are you suddenly interested today? You never used to like attending these kinds of parties."

"I made a wasted trip before, which made me feel very unhappy. Although it was a banquet with a perverse sense of humor, I was in a bad mood and was ready to vent my frustrations."

"What, Master, you don't want to come with me?"