Chapter 650: The Threat of the Twilight Society

Outside the domain.

"Hiss..."

"Phew—"

Heart 9 was biting on a lit detonator fuse, exhaling a puff of smoke as if smoking. He grinned, his full set of iron teeth emitting a grim, cold light in the air, like a demon walking out of a steel forest.

At this moment, he was sitting on a bruised and battered Floating Life Painting member, while behind him was a group of blue-robed apprentices, all equally injured and squatting with their heads in their hands. The look they gave Heart 9 was filled with terror!

"Lunatics... You Twilight Society members are all a bunch of lunatics!!"

The Floating Life Painting member being sat on by Heart 9 cursed with a pale face, "Do you know where this is?! Daring to break into the Red Dust Base and beat up Floating Life Painting members?! Is there no law in this world?!!"

"Law?"

Heart 9 laughed loudly. He casually took the detonator from his mouth and shoved it into the mouth of the bruised Floating Life Painting member under his butt, blocking his throat completely.

The fuse burned steadily. The Floating Life Painting member watched as the detonator was about to explode in his mouth, his eyes widening in terror, emitting painful, muffled sounds!

"The law is right in your mouth. Ask it a question and see if it responds to you?"

"Oh, right~ it will respond..."

"In the most passionate way."

Heart 9 stretched out his hands and made an explosion gesture at the Floating Life Painting member, even providing his own sound effect: "Boom!"

The Floating Life Painting member grew even more terrified, struggling with all his might, attempting to pull the detonator out with his hands, but under Heart 9’s mountain-like heavy body, he couldn't move a single inch.

Seeing this, the blue-robed apprentices huddled in the corner grew even paler... They had all been brought into the Red Dust Base since childhood, and apart from learning to paint and practicing the Green God Path every day, they had never had contact with outsiders, let alone witnessed such a scene.

Facing a madman and thug like Heart 9, they were terrified from the bottom of their hearts. The few who had the courage to resist had already been knocked unconscious by Heart 9, one punch at a time.

"Heart 9, don't play too hard."

Diamond 10 stood before another corridor, speaking calmly, "We are kidnappers, not perverted serial killers."

The corridor behind Diamond 10 was currently filled with a large number of tree branches. Over a dozen Floating Life Painting members were entangled by the branches, hanging from the semi-hollowed dome like fruit. Their entire bodies were almost completely wrapped in wood, like living coffins on a tree.

These Floating Life Painting members were mostly Third to Fourth-Order, with several Fifth-Order ones, but in these living coffins personally crafted by Diamond 10, they were like caged birds unable to break free, and even their spiritual power was being devoured by the entangling branches!

"I’m so friendly, how could I be a perverted serial killer??" Heart 9 widened his eyes, pointing a finger at the open space not far away.

"Then what is he?!"

In the open space, a figure wearing a wool coat and refined silver-rimmed glasses was dragging a massive, blood-stained spiked hammer, walking slowly before many Floating Life Painting members and blue-robed apprentices.

The spiked hammer, covered in blood, mud, and bone fragments, cut hideous cracks into the smooth marble floor of the base. The sharp sound was like fingernails scratching a blackboard, making one’s scalp tingle...

At this moment, those Floating Life Painting members and apprentices were lying straight on the open ground as if poisoned, their faces blue and purple, but their consciousness seemed clear, their terrified pupils following the movement of the figure in the wool coat.

A moment later, Chu Muyun stopped in front of a Floating Life Painting member.

That blood-stained palm pushed up the frame of his silver-rimmed glasses, leaving a smear of crimson on them; the lenses reflected the pale light, like "underworld lamps" predicting death, hanging before the eyes of the trembling Floating Life Painting member.

"Usually, your knees aren't very good, are they?" Chu Muyun said faintly.

"...?" The trembling Floating Life Painting member was stunned.

"Relax... pain and spasms are normal. You won't feel it soon."

The figure in the wool coat gripped the handle of the massive spiked hammer, swung it violently through the air, and the sharp spikes, carrying terrifying power, smashed into the leg of this Floating Life Painting member!

Boom—!!

Flesh and blood splattered, and the bones, along with the marble floor beneath, exploded into pieces!

In the terrified eyes of all the apprentices, the refined figure swung the spiked hammer crazily, smashing it again and again onto that leg. At first, the Floating Life Painting member wailed in pain, but by the time the third hammer fell, he rolled his eyes and fainted...

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!!

Not until that leg was smashed into a pulp of blood and mud did Chu Muyun slowly stop. He casually wiped the warm blood from his cheek, glanced at the unconscious Floating Life Painting member on the ground, and continued to drag the spiked hammer forward slowly...

The entire corridor plunged into deathly silence.

In another corner, Jian Changsheng blinked.

He looked back at the group of blue-robed apprentices huddled in the corner in fear and spoke viciously:

"All of you, behave yourselves!! Otherwise! I’ll smash you into mud too!!!"

“！！！”

The apprentices, having witnessed the "inhumane" and "outrageous" behavior of the Twilight Society, were completely terrified, huddling in the corner like quails, not daring to have the slightest resistance.

Seeing this, Jian Changsheng felt incredibly refreshed. He smoothed the wolf-tail hair behind him, and his back straightened involuntarily.

Several figures quickly passed through the corridor and arrived at the area where the four Twilight Society members were located.

The Eighth Hall Master, Yang Muquan, saw the scene before him, and his expression turned incredibly ugly!

"Twilight Society...!!!"

The moment the Twilight Society members made their move, Yang Muquan had sensed it, but their actions were simply too fast. From the start of the attack to subduing this batch of Floating Life Painting members, it had taken no more than fifteen seconds in total!

Yang Muquan would never have imagined that these Twilight Society members, who should have been "purged" by them, not only survived but were openly running wild in the Red Dust Base, arrogantly kidnapping a large group of Floating Life Painting members!

Seeing this, Yang Muquan felt as if his lungs were about to explode with anger. Seventh-Order pressure raged from his body, and he wished he could tear these people into pieces right now!

"You... are courting death?!!!"

As Yang Muquan spoke, a hideous, exaggerated bubble floated out in the void, and the oppressive feeling woven from black lines nearly solidified, suppressing Heart 9 and the other three!

Facing the pressure of a Hall Master-level entity, Heart 9 and the others didn't seem to care.

He sat cross-legged on the Floating Life Painting member, playing with the detonators in his hand, and spoke unhurriedly:

"Whether we die or not is not important."

"But we can guarantee that before we die... they will die too."