Downtown, a street full of luxury.

This is Bourbon Street.

Here are some high-end places. The streets are extremely clean and tidy. Even the street lamps are more exquisite than elsewhere. Each building seems to be different and has been specially designed and built by designers, in sharp contrast to the same old residential buildings in the bronck district.

Under the bright light, the whole street looks very attractive. Luxury cars pass by, and well-dressed gentlemen come down, holding beautiful and moving women, or come to a banquet or a club to have fun.

The atmosphere of lights, wine and green, luxury and enjoyment envelops here.

Civilians or beggars will never be eligible to enter here.

Unlike frightened citizens, people in the upper class can't hold it for too long. If they don't enjoy entertainment for a day, they seem to be dying. The particularity here also makes these people think that even if the two sides are in war, they will not choose here, but will live in the bronck district with a large number of Dalits.

Their ideas make sense, but tonight, they are different.

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

Hoo!

A cool wind suddenly blew the whole street.

When the ladies screamed because of the raised skirt corners, suddenly a sound like water came from the street entrance.

But it is not water that flows in.

Instead, like living creatures, black fog full of gray spots, like water, quickly poured into Bourbon Street. They flooded the floor tiles and flower beds. Soon, they would also drown the figures who had not yet entered the buildings.

Before the screams of women and men could be heard, they seemed to smell something. They turned their eyes white, and then fell to the ground in the sound of "bang bang".

Those who hid in the building were not spared.

When the "black fog bog" filled the whole Bourbon Street, everyone fainted.

There are complex toxins surging in the air.

However, one building seems to have been deliberately ignored by this swampy living creature.

Or, surrounded.

It's a dark Pioneer Building, which is different in Bourbon Street, but this building is very famous in the upper society of Mercer.

Its name is... Hasto club!

It is said that it was founded by Mayor Gary Rose's only son.

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

"Here, you can get everything!"

If ordinary people see this sentence, they will default to its meaning, which is probably that they can find all kinds of enjoyment in the club.

But people in the real upper class know that it is only the simplest meaning. The truth is that no matter how sick and disgusting you are, you can release your dark desires in the club, and the club is to satisfy you.

The inspiration is said to come from Gary Ross himself.

After all, the nobles of Mercer know that the "Mayor Ross" loved by the citizens is actually a psychopath.

When the "black fog marsh" surrounded the club building, people appeared silently at the entrance of the street.

Each road is tall and burly, with a fierce and violent smell.

Half demon!

Demon breath!

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 and separated, and soon appeared at the other end of the street.

These figures were all dressed in strange suits, white and smooth heads, and strange masks.

White, red, both.

Polluters!

The two sides faced off for a moment. In this atmosphere, the sound of leather shoes trampling on the ground came.

But I saw a thin figure in the club.

This is an old man wearing a housekeeper like suit. His skin is old, but extremely white. He can see the wriggling blood vessels under his skin. Surprisingly, he has hair and white hair combed very neatly back.

His face was also frighteningly white, with a pair of strange, vertical yellow pupils.

As long as you look at him, you will feel disgusting in your body.

The old man calmly stood in front of the fog marsh, staring at the burly figures with yellow vertical pupils. His hoarse voice penetrated the fog and sounded in Bourbon Street.

"The old master and the little master are not here. I'll entertain the Mellon family tonight."

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a burly figure in the fog. Jie sneered.

"An old dog who likes to eat people also wants to put on airs in front of me. First pick up the shredded meat in your teeth before talking. How do you feel disgusted? I wish I could smash your dog's head now."

"But unfortunately, I'm not the main force tonight."

"Hoo"

With the big figure, another figure appeared in the fog.

In other words, the figure itself is made of black and gray fog.

A woman!

An unusually tall, dark skinned old woman with a complex and gorgeous black robe and a scary face.

She was more than two meters tall. Her wrinkled skin was covered with dense spells and runes. So was her face. Her eyes were empty. There were only two black holes, and the smell of terror gushed out from inside.

"Ah ~"

Just a look at each other, the old man began to wail.

His yellow vertical pupils exploded with a bang, and the blood flowed down. He didn't feel it, but 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 strong black Python climbed out of the "fog marsh", slowly wound around the old man's body, and the bright red snake mouth opened.

"Hiss ~"

When the python swallowed an old man who had no time to show his strength.

The black woman suddenly opened her mouth and let out a roar of anger.

"Samra!"

The sharp neighing sounded. In those black eyes, the terrible cold gushed out. Under the sky covered by dark clouds, an unprecedented black Python took up its upper body from the depths of the earth, and the bright red snake mouth seemed to envelop the whole Bourbon Street.

"Bang ~ Bang"

In the fog marsh, black boas penetrated out, forming a snake tide in an instant, pouring into all the polluters and into the hastu club, which is dark like a monster crouching.

……

Thorns campus, in a small masonry building.

Tangqi, who was experimenting with the characteristics of "flame curse", seemed to feel something and suddenly his palm stagnated.

At the same time, the rest of the extraordinary people in Mercer also felt a terrible momentum and exploded in Mercer without warning.

This momentum is so powerful that it will not even lose to the "Hall" who made great power before.

"Messer, there's going to be a mess again."

Extraordinary people, the bottom of my heart at the same time.