When the Wild Beast is Trapped in the Nightmare Cycle (BL)
Chapter 547: Who’s Your Bro?

Chapter 547: Who’s Your Bro?

"Xiao Shen! Xiao Shen, what should we—" Gu Luoxin desperately sought his leader for advice in case they needed to provide some emergency assistance. After all, the enemies were all formidable players, each was stronger than Shen Nianzu!

For Gu Luoxin, they were all terrifying mammoths he could never defeat even in his wildest dreams!

In that split second, his wild imagination had conjured up multiple tragic ways for Jin Jiuchi to die for the second time, but before he could even finish his sentence, the sudden turn of events unfolding before his eyes choked him speechless, leaving him staring wide-eyed in astonishment and disbelief.

Oh my God, this... this... how should he explain this?

Jin Jiuchi had so effortlessly... so efficiently... crushed those four dangerous players? The same players who had injured Shen Nianzu and forced Gu Luoxin into fleeing with such desperation like a helpless mouse in the gutter?

Gu Luoxin’s jaws hung slack, unable to believe what he was seeing. He even resorted to rubbing his eyes to check if he had somehow developed a hallucination, but before he could do so, his wrist was held by a strong, large hand, effectively halting his movement in midair.

A low and smooth voice echoed above his head, freezing him on the spot. "Don’t rub your eyes. Your hands are dirty."

Wait— when did they become so close???

Gu Luoxin’s mind went blank. He stood frozen as if he had turned into a stone statue. For a few heart-stopping seconds, he could have sworn his heart had ceased beating before it continued to gallop in such franticness that left him slightly breathless. The battle ahead seemed to fade into background noises; all at once, an overwhelming awareness flooded his senses— the searing heat of a hand wrapped firmly around his wrist, the tall figure mere inches away, radiating such intense, powerful presence that seemed to engulf him whole...

Slowly, ever so slowly, he raised his head in a silly manner, his eyes locking with Noir’s emerald ones.

Ba-thump! Ba-thump! Ba-thump!

Gu Luoxin could hear nothing but his own erratic, deafening heartbeat and the blood rushing beside his ears.

How beautiful, he caught himself thinking in a daze.

He had always known that Senior had a pair of mesmerizing eyes, yet amidst such darkness where they could barely see beyond fifteen meters ahead, those eyes seemed to exude a different kind of allure.

They were deep, serene, yet piercing— reminiscent of moss-covered streams and freshly crushed leaves on a dazzling summer day, or polished shards of gemstones reflecting the scattered sunlight. A brilliant, grassy green that was so vibrant with life, sucking him in and ensnaring him within their glimmering hue. Gu Luoxin found himself lost the longer he stared into them. He faintly registered Noir’s lips moving, yet he could not hear the man at all.

Until at some point, Gu Luoxin’s gaze inadvertently dropped to those thin, pale-colored lips— and he abruptly snapped back to his senses.

"I-I-I’m sorry!!!" he scurried backward to open some distance between them, his face flushing crimson in mortification. With his brain shutting down, he squeezed his eyes shut and blurted out whatever that came to mind, "I-I’m so sorry, Senior. I... I didn’t mean to stand so close to you. I’m sorry if I disgust you and... and..." he felt a strong urge to cry. How could he get distracted by Noir’s beauty at a time like this?! Whenever he thought of how he had gawked at his senior like a lovestruck fool – and right in front of the person himself to boot! – he wanted to dig a hole somewhere, crawl in, and hide there until the end of the time.

How embarrassing, how embarrassing, how embarrassing! Someone please kill him now!

Gu Luoxin kept his head down and continued to babble without even registering what he said, and thus he was utterly caught off guard when his arm was yanked forward.

Unprepared, he collided right into Noir’s solid chest just in time for a shadow to flash past so quickly that it whipped up a gust of wind, followed by Jin Jiuchi’s furious holler,

"YOU— DARE— RUN— AWAY—?!!!"

Lifting his head, Gu Luoxin belatedly noticed that out of the four players, two had collapsed on the ground with their bodies completely wrecked and bloodied. It took him a while to identify them as the bald man and the guy who used poison based on their physical features. Both of them had been reduced to such a sorry state with their limbs twisted in odd angles, still twitching and spasming once in a while. Just looking at them was enough for Gu Luoxin to know that Jin Jiuchi had thrashed them around so good they might as well wish for death.

As for the other two, they had chosen to flee in opposite directions, which was the source of Jin Jiuchi’s current wrath.

The shock brought by the grisly scene managed to dilute Gu Luoxin’s mortification somewhat, and he stepped away from Noir’s arms, feeling a little disoriented.

Holy shit, was Jin Jiuchi really that strong? Was this still the same loud and silly husky he knew??

Gu Luoxin couldn’t help but feel a little off-kilter, especially when he recalled the instances he had challenged Jin Jiuchi to a fight during their silly banter. Of course, he was fully aware of Jin Jiuchi’s prowess, or else he wouldn’t have chosen to tattletale about those players in the first place. But still, this was the first time he realized that the disparity of strength between both sides was so... enormous.

Swallowing hard, he forcibly tore his gaze away and redirected his focus to Noir, who had protected him again this time.

"S–Sorry... and thank you, Senior..." he whispered in a small voice. If it wasn’t for Noir pulling him away in time, who knew what would have become of him by now.

Noir glanced at him before chopping him on the head with little to no force. "Focus," he chided softly.

Gu Luoxin held his head and looked at him dazedly, color rising on his cheeks. Crazy – he must have gone crazy this time. Otherwise how could he feel that Noir seemed so... so gentle?!

This was his black-hearted, sadistic Senior, for God’s sake!

Just as he was at a loss of how to respond, Jin Jiuchi abruptly appeared beside them and patted Noir on the shoulder. "Bro, lend me your kitty." Though his tone was light and almost careless, there was nary an expression on his face and his heterochromatic eyes gleamed with a hint of madness, evident that he was currently seething in rage within.

Noir’s eyes flickered, seemingly realizing what he wanted to do. "Who’s your bro?" he replied through gritted teeth. Despite that, he still moved to summon the divine prop.

In the next second, Lucius’ sleek, feline form materialized in midair, but before it could even take a good look of its surroundings, it was abruptly seized by the back of its scruff.

"...??"

"MROOWW—!!!"

Without giving any buffer time for Lucius to prepare, Jin Jiuchi shifted his weight back before swinging his arm forward with full force, launching the black cat like a projectile straight toward the fleeing female player with red spider tattoo!

As the scenery spun in a dizzying blur, Lucius’ fur bristled into a ball and its feline body instinctively morphed into a sharp, gleaming halberd, piercing through the female player’s chest from behind and maiming her to the ground!

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Mini theater

Lucius: this is car abuse!!!