The fabric of the black dress was like flowing water, shimmering with a galaxy-like luster under the flickering lights.
Alexei wore two black gloves, a silver Möbius strip ring on his finger, and silver wolf-shaped earrings in both ears.
He walked beside the glacier wolf, like a vampire coming to a feast in the darkness where the moon cannot shine.
"Alexei?" The chieftain paused, the words of reproach turning into something else, neither warm nor cold.
"You...you don't like black, do you?"
Alexei stroked the silver ring on his finger and said, "Yes, because black is mourning clothing."
"Why...why didn't you keep a closer eye on your pet?" The chieftain suddenly found his main point. "Why don't you apologize to Miss Yelena right now?"
Alexei sighed softly, "Father, are you sure you want me to apologize to the family that killed my mother?"
A commotion erupted around them, and the chieftain's face changed drastically, a flash of panic crossing his eyes: "Alexei! What nonsense are you spouting?"
Alexei said, “I know that the brown bear family conspired with you to slaughter my mother and her family.”
Before the clan chief could react, he looked at Kirill:
“Good brother, I know that your mother wanted to use this information as leverage to protect her family, but Father found out and dealt with it first.”
Kirill's wine glass shattered, and the young boy looked at his father in astonishment: "No, this can't be! You're talking nonsense! Father, Father?"
Alexei added, "I know that Father's illness was caused by you, my brother, poisoning him."
The clan leader's expression changed rapidly, but he no longer concealed it, and waved his hand:
"Alexei has committed insubordination and harmed his fellow countrymen. Seize him!"
Several figures darted out and rushed towards Alexei.
The glacier wolf Andrei let out a long howl, tearing the throats of the people at the front.
Alexei let out a long, comfortable sigh: "Whoosh! The revelry of the ball begins now."
As soon as the words were spoken, a deafening roar shook the entire manor outside the ballroom. Countless people surged in and into the ballroom, hacking and slashing recklessly.
The blood-red floor was more vibrant than a red carpet.
Blood flowed from the dance hall, mingling with the red carpet laid out at the entrance, and spilled onto the street outside, where it was covered by the cold rain.
Black shoes stepped across the red carpet, and dark red liquid seeped out.
Alexei shoved a knife, made from a frozen apple, down his brother Kirill's throat, then turned and walked out of the ballroom.
Step into the cold, misty drizzle.
Cold rain fell on her pale face, tracing down her straight nose, kissing her smiling lips, and flowing into the red rose on her collar, vibrant and fragrant.
Alexei turned his head and looked at the alluring woman on the rooftop not far away, saying, "Thank you, Alluring Lady."
The three gangs he controlled in the secret passages alone were not enough to complete this destructive ball.
The woman called "Alluring" smiled coldly: "This bloody feast is the gift of your joining our great 'god-making' cause~"
Enjoy it slowly.
After speaking, Yao Rao's figure gradually disappeared into the rain.
Alexei slowly opened his arms, smiling as he felt the cold rain kiss his body.
Behind him, blood flowed like a river.
Everything in the core of the southern part of Beisha, everything he loved, hated, and despised—people and families alike—was submerged in this feast of slaughter and destruction.
"Hmm~ Hmm hmm~"
With a deep, melodious voice humming an elegant tune, he effortlessly tiptoed and moved gently.
"Woo... Awooo..."
A low sob broke his dance steps, and he turned around to look.
The dying Andrei crawled out and lay helplessly on the ground, gazing at him from afar.
Andrei stood in front of him until the very last moment.
Alexei laughed: "You loyal little dog."
Andrei let out a final howl, his head drooped to the ground, and he never opened his eyes again.
Alexei turned around, looking at the dark alley that seemed to stretch on forever. Under the dim yellow streetlights, like dusk, and in the misty, cold rain, he tiptoed and danced gracefully.
"grown ups."
Alexei stopped, looked up, and saw a slender young man in a long, tail-trimmed tuxedo standing in front of him, extending his hand.
She was his dance partner.
Alexei, no, it should be Kazmir.
From that day on, Alexei died, and only the "Destroyer of Peace," a madman dancing in the apocalypse, Kazmir, lived on.
"Come, hold my hand."
Kazmir stepped forward, took Ajiu's hand in his own, and placed his large palm on Ajiu's waist.
The woman in black and the woman with the long tail greeted each other in a swirling dance, while the red roses shone brilliantly in the cold rain.
Blood flows beneath our feet, a dance in the twilight of the apocalypse, a tribute to the new world after destruction.
As the dance ended and the steps ceased, Kazmir, embracing his partner, looked up at the blood-red moon in the sky and said with a smile:
"The gods will descend, and I will dance to the new life in the name of destruction."
Kazmir awoke from a distant memory and saw the boy A-Jiu lying beside his bed.
"Hmm?" A-Jiu also woke up. "My lord? You're awake?"
Kazmir glanced at the midday sun outside, his voice slightly hoarse:
"I...slept for a long time?"
"No, about half an hour."
Kazmir was slightly taken aback. In half an hour, he had seen almost his entire past in a flash.
He looked at the boy and suddenly asked, "Can A-Jiu dance?"
Ah Jiu, also known as Hua Chang Le, shouted: "No way! I told you so!"
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