Midtown, a street full of luxury.

Here, it's Bourbon Street.

It's all upscale establishments, the streets are so clean, even the street lights are more elaborate than anywhere else, and each building seems to be different, specially designed and built by designers, in stark contrast to the cookie-cutter old residential buildings of Bronke.

Under the bright lights, the whole street looks extremely attractive, and luxury cars drive by, and well-dressed gentlemen walk down, holding beautiful and touching female companions, or come to a banquet, or come to a certain clubhouse to have fun.

The atmosphere of glittering and luxurious enjoyment envelops this place.

Civilians or beggars will never be eligible to enter here.

Unlike the frightened citizens, the upper class of people could not hold back for too long, and without a day of entertainment, they felt as if they were going to die. The peculiarity of this place also makes these people think that even if the two sides are at war, they will not choose this place, but will be in the Bronque, where a large number of untouchables live.

There is some truth in their thinking, but tonight, it's different.

The hazy moonlight in the sky was suddenly blocked by a dark cloud.

Call!

A cool gust of wind suddenly blew across the street.

Just as the ladies were screaming at the lifting of their skirts, a sound like a stream of water came from the entrance of the street.

But it is not water that flows in.

Rather, streams of living creatures, black, gray-stained mist, poured into Bourbon Street like water, flooding the floor tiles, flooding the flower beds, and soon they too would flood the buildings before they could enter.

The screams of the ladies and gentlemen, before they could come out, seemed to smell something, rolled their eyes in unison, and then fell to the ground in the sound of "bang bang bang".

Those who hid inside the building were not spared.

When the "black ash swamp" filled the entire Bourbon Street, everyone fainted.

In the air, complex toxins are surging.

But there was one building that seemed to have been deliberately ignored by the swampy creature.

Or rather, surrounded.

It was a black, avant-garde building, which was an outlier on Bourbon Street, but this building was famous among the upper class of Mercer.

It's called ...... Hastu Club!

It is said to have been founded by the only son of Mayor Gary Ross.

The purpose of the club is only one sentence, but it undoubtedly attracts a large number of customers, all of whom are rich and powerful.

"Here, you can get everything!"

If you are an ordinary person, when you see this sentence, you will default to the meaning, probably you can find all kinds of enjoyment in the club.

But people in the real upper class know that that is only the most superficial meaning. The truth is, no matter how perverted and disgusting you are, you can unleash your dark desires in the club, and the club will satisfy you.

The inspiration is said to have come from Gary Ross himself.

After all, the nobles of Merser City know that the "Mayor Rose", who is loved by the citizens, is actually a psychopath.

When the "Black Fog Marsh" surrounded the club building, at the entrance of the street, a series of figures appeared silently.

Each one is tall and burly, and its body exudes a fierce and violent aura.

Half-Devil!

Demonic aura!

They are all hiding in the dark, but there is no doubt that they are members of the Mellon family.

At the other end, in the dark club building, strange shadows elongated, broke away, and soon appeared at the other end of the street.

These figures are all wearing strange suits, white, smooth heads, and strange masks.

White, red, both.

Polluters!

The two sides confronted each other for a moment, and in this atmosphere, the sound of leather shoes trampling on the ground was heard.

But I saw a thin figure walking out of the club.

It was an old man, dressed in a butler's suit, his skin was old, but unusually fair, and he could see the veins wriggling under his skin, and surprisingly, he had hair, white hair that was combed back neatly.

His face, equally frighteningly white, had a strange pair of vertical yellow pupils.

Just one look at him makes people feel sick in their bodies.

The old man stood calmly in front of the fog swamp, staring at the burly figures with yellow vertical pupils, and his hoarse voice pierced through the fog and resounded on the bourbon street.

"The old master and the little master are not here, and I will entertain you all of the Mellon family tonight. ”

As soon as his words fell, he saw a burly figure sneering in the mist.

"An old dog who likes to eat people also wants to pretend in front of Uncle Ben, first clean the shreds of meat between your teeth before talking, how do you feel disgusting, Uncle Ben can't wait to hammer one of your dog heads now. ”

"But unfortunately, it's not me who is the main force tonight. ”

"Whew"

With the burly figure, another figure appeared in the mist.

Or rather, the figure itself was made up of clouds of black-gray mist.

A woman!

An unusually tall old woman with dark skin dressed in a complex, ornate black robe and a terrifying face.

She was more than two meters tall, and her exposed, wrinkled skin was covered with dense spell runes, and her face was the same, but her eyes were empty, only two black holes, and a terrifying aura erupted from them.

"Ah~"

Just by looking at each other, the old man wailed.

His pair of yellow vertical pupils burst with a direct "bang", and the blood flowed down, and he didn't realize it, just wailed in pain.

Strangely, the rest of the polluters who witnessed this scene did not move as if they were frozen.

Until the next moment, a stout black python crawled out of the "fog swamp" and slowly wrapped around the old man's body, and the bright red snake's mouth opened.

"Hiss~"

moved, when the python swallowed the old man who didn't have time to show his strength into his belly.

The black woman opened her mouth sharply and let out a roar of rage.

"Samra!"

A sharp hiss sounded, and in the black eye holes, a terrifying cold air erupted, and under the sky covered by dark clouds, an unprecedented black python rose from the depths of the earth, and the bright red snake mouth seemed to envelop the entire Bourbon Street.

"Bang ~ Bang Bang"

Inside the swamp, black pythons pierced out, forming a snake tide in an instant, swarming towards all the polluters, and flocking towards the black Hastu Club that looked like monsters crouching.

......

Thorn Campus, in a small brick and stone building.

Tang Qi, who was experimenting with the characteristics of the "Fire Spell", seemed to feel something, and his palm froze.

At the same time, the rest of the transcendents in Mercer City also felt a terrifying momentum, which exploded in Mercer City without warning.

This momentum is so powerful that it won't even lose to "Hall", who was so powerful before.

"Mercer, it's going to be chaos again. ”

The transcendents, at the same time, secretly said in their hearts.