Chapter 677: Chains of Fury

So many chains?

Lu Xin witnessed the scene, and his pupils constricted noticeably.

The black particles in his eyes brimmed with the confidence to battle the chains.

But to his surprise, that Black Shadow could fling so many chains into reality.

In sheer numbers, he was utterly overwhelmed…

But thankfully, he still had his family.

As he watched the endless chains cascade down, virtual images of Mom began to appear one after another.

Within moments, those silhouettes had encircled the entire stadium—even in mid-air.

Countless chains slithered across the sky like giant pythons, attacking Lu Xin from every direction, yet Mom intercepted every single one.

Then,

Crackle, clatter…

An eerie scraping echoed—like long fingernails across a chalkboard as raw iron clashed.

That was the sound of Mom’s scissors cutting through the chains.

Yet even Mom was straining.

Lu Xin had seen her use scissors many times before, always with ease; her sharp scissors seemed capable of slicing through anything.

But this time, hidden within that grating sound, he detected a trace of reluctance.

“Snap…”

Finally, as Mom bought precious time, a crisp sound emerged in Lu Xin’s hand.

It was that commanding chain—now covered in patches of rust forming in his grasp.

Rusted to perfection, it suddenly shattered.

This was a victory born of mental force.

Lu Xin even felt the black particles inside him stiffen the moment the chain was crushed.

But there was no time to dwell on it—seeing Mom fending off a barrage of chains, he quickly raised his head, gripped his sister’s little hand tightly, and prepared to unleash his Spider-type ability to help her.

“Brother…” his well-behaved sister whispered, “when you grow stronger, please don’t leave me behind, okay?”

Lu Xin was momentarily stunned.

They had coordinated countless times before, but now her mood seemed off…

Without hesitation he replied, “Never.”

As he spoke, he glanced toward Father, as if answering both of them at once.

At that moment, just as his sister’s eyes brightened, he dashed forward.

Moving nimbly along the stadium’s edge like a phantom, he sometimes soared into mid-air, instinctively pressing his hand to form chains that bound nearby people like centipedes, creating his own steps.

The shadow at his side deepened too, infused with swirling black particles.

Meanwhile, Father said little, quietly offering his support.

“Clack, clack, clack…”

A multitude of crisp sounds echoed as each chain seemed to be severed by shadow imbued with black particles or ricocheted away, leaving everything around pristine. Lu Xin and Mom gently landed on the spiderweb of their reclaimed silhouettes.

United as a family, they effortlessly neutralized the endless chains hurled by the Cangzhang Sect.

At that moment, the Red Moon appeared to have grown several times larger.

Its vast light and shadow surveyed the world, etching the silhouettes of Lu Xin, Father, Mom, and his sister with stunning clarity.

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“Swish, swish…”

“Swish, swish…”

The Cangzhang Sect seemed enraged as endless chains quivered and produced a piercing, crisp sound.

A chilling gaze pierced through several layers of space, locking onto Lu Xin.

Then, the Mental Monsters—visible only as silhouettes—roared forward in unison.

In the next instant, a bizarre sensation surged from every corner of Flame City.

Black chains, now descending into reality, whirled above Flame City while shards of glass shattered abruptly. Twisted fissures appeared mid-air, as if the chains had violently broken through every barrier.

Suddenly, a blood-red tentacle lurched out forcefully from one of the fissures.

A Mental Monster—with a power strong enough to ripple the very air—burst forth from the gap.

Then another emerged.

And yet another.

An indescribable clamor invaded every resident’s ears in Flame City, as sharp as steel needles jabbing at the mind.

The countless Mental Monsters behind the Cangzhang Sect scrambled forward into reality.

It was as if an army of Mental Monsters had assembled.

Deformed and ravenous, they writhed with raw flesh, pushing laboriously through gaps, following descending chains from another dimension before unleashing bizarre roars as they lunged toward Lu Xin.

They were so densely packed that they nearly blanketed the entire Flame City.

Meanwhile, even the Flame City priests long dead in battle—and some other strange entities—were dragged back into reality by the falling chains, joining the charge of the Mental Monsters.

The boundaries between life and death had been obliterated; the whole of Flame City had become an ocean of Mental Monsters.

Demonic chaos reigned—Flame City had transformed into a veritable hell.

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“How can there be so many?”

At the sight, even Lu Xin’s heart skipped a beat.

He had seen Mental Monsters from the Abyss emerge into reality—usually one or two.

But he had never witnessed a scene so chaotic and overwhelming.

Moreover, he knew that the Cangzhang Sect resided not in the Abyss, but in a realm even deeper.

“It’s Flame City…”

Mom explained softly, “Normally, these monsters can’t manifest in the real world—and even if they do, they’d be repelled.

Their psychic power is far too immense, clashing with the collective mental force of the current world.”

“But Flame City is different.”

“They built this bizarre city. While it isn’t perfect yet, it allows these monsters to take root.”

“…”

“Truly, no death comes without consequence…”

Lu Xin gritted his teeth.

He was furious.

His rage wasn’t just because he saw them step into reality.

What irked him more was that the detestable Cangzhang Sect and the Mental Monsters were causing immense harm, yet it was the people of Flame City who were inadvertently paving the way for them…

“What is this? Selling the rope to the enemy so they can hang you?”

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“Since they’ve come, let’s kill them all…”

With a fierce glare fixed on the chaos ahead and the Mental Monsters charging at him, Lu Xin’s expression turned savage.

The Mental Monsters, following the falling chains, landed in Flame City and then charged him without hesitation.

Some even began contaminating nearby people; the humanoid spiderwebs his sister had woven around major roads and landmarks in Flame City were instantly shredded, leaving the affected victims with wild eyes and twisted bodies.

Under the binding force of the commanding chains, they surged forward like stray dogs on a leash.

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Everyone around the stadium was terrified.

Both the Red Moon Club and the inhabitants of Flame City felt the palpable, unseen mental force that sent shivers down their spines.

Every resident of Flame City appeared transformed into a wild madman, fanatical and reckless.

In contrast, Dracula, using his power to create temporary madmen, moved with the refined elegance of noblewomen.

Meanwhile, Lu Xin crouched slightly, clenching his fists.

Admittedly, the sheer scale of the scene sent a chill down his spine.

Half of him burned with fury while the other half trembled with subconscious fear—melding into a ruthless resolve.

A resolve to kill everything without mercy.

“Why hesitate?”

But then, Mom spoke softly.

When Lu Xin turned his head, he saw Mom’s expression—mysterious and subtly proud in the moonlight:

“Even if you could clear all these Mental Monsters, your body can’t endure such strain. Besides, it isn’t befitting your status. So why burden yourself by fighting them hand-to-hand…”

“I told you to refurbish the house properly…”

Mom’s smile broadened. “You didn’t cut any corners, did you?”

“Hmm?”

Lu Xin was momentarily taken aback as his eyes lit up.

Then, with a calm and even somewhat proud nod, he said, “Though it cost a fortune, I truly didn’t cut any corners…”

“In that case…”

Mom glanced at Lu Xin’s right hand, marked by nails, and laughed, “Why not bring it over?”

Lu Xin quickly understood her meaning and broke into a delighted smile.

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At the same time, in Qinggang, Second Satellite City, at Moon Terrace,

The scaffolding around the old building had been removed, and the construction crew had completely withdrawn.

Although the building’s owner wasn’t in town at the time, Han Bing—who had considerable backing—was personally overseeing the refurbishment. Moreover, the construction team was composed of top engineers and operatives from the Qinggang Cleanup Department’s Special Weapons R&D Department, so the project ran smoothly. In fact, it had been completed two days ago, awaiting the owner’s final inspection.

However, though the refurbishment was finished, the old building’s exterior seemed unchanged, while inside it housed materials far more expensive than gold. Besides, the building was so plain that it didn’t even have a main gate.

Thus, the Special Cleaning Department had installed surveillance cameras and deployed security personnel to monitor it.

They weren’t just watching—they were recording every event that occurred in the building.

But after two days with no anomalies, the observers grew a bit complacent, thinking,

“What’s there to see? Can someone really steal an entire building?”

Until one day, as the security staff were casually playing cards and snacking in the adjacent work shed, they suddenly heard the sound of shattering glass.

They were initially stunned, then a thought struck them as one by one they peered out from the shed, their faces marked with paper notes.

Then they witnessed a scene they’d never imagined in their youth—and would never forget for the rest of their lives…

A pale hand emerged from deep within the air, as if piercing through layers of glass walls.

The next moment, that hand clutched the old building before quickly retracting.

The old building vanished.

It completely disappeared, leaving behind only a square pit on the ground.

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Not until a full seven or eight seconds later did the observers scramble to dial a phone number.

On the other end, Chen Jing’s voice—roused yet struggling to remain alert and rational—asked, “What happened?”

“If…”

The observer swallowed hard, his voice trembling with fear and worry, “We’re saying the old building has been stolen…”

“Can you believe it?”