Chapter 293 Family Event III: Witch Night (VII)
October 10, one of the floors of a duplex apartment building in the Laojingmai district.

It was as if a magnitude 9 earthquake had erupted in the center of Beijing, with the huge tremors gradually spreading in all directions, as if the whole world was spinning. In the corridor where the lights flickered, a beautiful figure in slippers stomped on the wooden floor and ran forward, stumbling and pulling open the rusty iron door.

As the door was opened a corner, Bai Qiuwu frowned and raised his eyes, as if he had accidentally entered another world.

She stood there in a daze, the ochre-red sky reflected in her pupils and the sound of howling wind blowing in her face.

A passing plane in the sky suddenly fell diagonally towards a corner of the city and crashed into the glass curtain wall of a high-rise building. The exploding flames burned everything.

Bai Qiuwu looked at the crashed plane. Her jet-black hair was blown back by the hot breath blowing towards her. The iron door creaked and tried frantically to close inward.

She raised her elbow to lean against the iron gate, used her other wrist to block the wind, squinted her eyes, and glimpsed the scene in front of her through her messy flying black hair - two fifty-meter-tall puppets were slowly walking towards the Lao Jingmai Street District, flattening all the buildings along the way.

In the cramped field of vision, mobile phone stores, city environmental protection warning signs, traffic lights, and telephone poles were all crushed into pieces with roars and disappeared in the rolling dust.

On the high-rise buildings on both sides of the commercial street, glass curtain walls were scattering down like a rainstorm. The world under the blood-red sky was falling apart with the sound of earthquake-like footsteps, like a fleeting dream.

Then, a faint singing voice came from the huge floating stage above the sky. It was so loud that it almost drowned out the wailing of the destroyed city. The world became more chaotic. All kinds of noises shook his ears. Bai Qiuwu didn't know where to look.

Finally, she raised her head and looked at the stage device hanging 200 meters above the Beijing Ring Road. It was the culprit of all the disasters...

"Is this building the Witch Night that the weird thing said...and what are those giants? No matter what...I have to stop them...otherwise the old Jingmai district will be destroyed."

Bai Qiuwu looked up at the Witch Night in the sky, then lowered his eyes to look at the two giant puppets moving towards him from the city center.

"Xiao Ni is in the hands of those witches..."

She was muttering to herself when she was suddenly startled.

At this moment, her face was suddenly covered by a shadow, as if a huge "creature" suddenly appeared in the sky.

Following the direction of the shadow, she suddenly looked up and saw a dark dragon suddenly swooping down from the rooftop of the duplex apartment building.

It flapped its sharp wings and roared as it rushed towards the puppet. Its shadow was reflected on the glass curtain wall of the high-rise building, like a giant bat.

"Yongzhu?"

The moment he saw the source of the shadow, Bai Qiuwu's pupils shrank slightly.

She suddenly leaned forward, leaned on the railing, stared at the dragon that was moving forward alone, and murmured palely:

"Oh no! Didn't I tell him and Xiao Ling to stay in the room and not run around? How come he rushed out right after I left?"

Bai Qiuwu knew that once the elementary school student turned into a dragon, it would be almost impossible to stop it by just shouting, and it would be difficult for it to calm down without a fight.

“Dragon, dragon dragon dragon dragon dragon—!”

Just then, a scream suddenly came from behind.

Bai Qiuwu was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he withdrew his gaze from the Dragon of Disaster and quickly turned his neck.

I saw Bowenna raising her finger, pointing at the dragon that suddenly appeared and shouting in shock, her face full of fear, as if she was about to faint.

"Mom, let's not wait here. Let's evacuate with the main force now. We should still be able to—"

Bai Qiuwu ran towards Bai Wenna, but his voice suddenly stopped halfway through his words.

Because right in front of her, Bowena's eyes went dark, and her body suddenly leaned backwards, about to fall on the shaking floor.

"Mom, are you okay?!"

Bai Qiuwu let out a low roar and shot forward at a speed so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to capture. He supported Bai Wenna's shaky body from behind, then raised his hand to cover Bai Wenna's forehead.

Only after confirming that her mother was just asleep did she breathe a sigh of relief, hugged her mother's body, and tilted her head to look at the sky outside the window.

"It seems that my mother was not frightened and fainted, but was induced into a dream by the witch's singing. It seems that I can't wake her up. I have to take her away from here, but what about Yongzhu..."

Bai Qiuwu muttered to himself, frowned slightly, and while thinking about countermeasures, he raised his eyes, and suddenly his golden eyes lit up and looked towards the stage of Witch Night.

At this moment, on the edge of the dark circular stage.

The Crown Dream Witch was singing in a lazy manner. As her voice gradually became louder, a devil-shaped black shadow with a rather funny shape slowly rose behind her.

At first, the black shadow looked like a playful devil, like an image in a cartoon to amuse children.

But later... as the song spread throughout the city and made people fall asleep, their dreams soon seemed to become material, turning into colorful bubbles that slowly rose into the sky.

The sky above the entire city is constantly rising with bubbles of beautiful dreams, and the end point of these dream bubbles is the stage of Witch Night - to be precise, "behind" the Crown Dream Witch.

At this time, behind the Crown Dream Witch, the huge nightmare she created was greedily devouring the dream fragments floating upwards. As more dream fragments were swallowed into its body, the size of the nightmare continued to expand.

At the same time, its appearance kept changing, from the initial funny, non-oppressive appearance like a cartoon, to a monster with a human-like face and pointed fangs.

Bai Qiuwu was slightly stunned. In less than half a minute, the nightmare had grown to a height of five meters.

The huge black shadow grinned high, spread out its claws, took all the dream bubbles floating in the air into its arms, and then swallowed them into its stomach.

"Sure enough... this witch is using other people's dreams to feed this monster. No wonder they didn't use illusions to kill ordinary people in this city directly, but put them into a deep sleep. So this is their purpose... Damn, if this continues, this monster will only get stronger. If no one cares and lets it eat for ten minutes, I estimate that with its size at that time, it only needs one kick to crush the Old Jingmai Street District."

Looking at the ever-expanding nightmare, Bai Qiuwu's eyes turned slightly, and he was shocked.

"No, I can't take care of so many people. I have to ensure the safety of my mother and Ziling first."

Bai Qiuwu quickly got up from the floor and carried Bai Wenna to the bed in the master bedroom. Then he quickly walked back to his room and took out a spare combat uniform and the metal monkey mask from the suitcase hidden under the bed.

"I have to protect this place. Xiao Ni can only be left to Mingye. Can he really do it..."

Bai Qiuwu lowered her eyes, her mind in a mess. Mingye had disappeared since early this morning. When she asked him, he just sent a text message saying, "Sister, take mom and brothers and sisters away from here first. I will definitely bring Bai Zini back. Remember to keep an eye on them."

That being said, no matter how Bai Qiuwu tried to persuade her, Bai Wenna refused to leave. She burst into tears and emphasized in a voice that was unpleasant to the ears, "If Xiaoni doesn't come back, she will never leave the old Jingmai district."

After the final compromise, Bai Qiuwu and others had to stay in the Laojingmai Street District and watch what would happen.

"I think I should find some time to talk to them about my second identity."

Bai Qiuwu thought about it, shook his head, raised the monkey mask to cover his face, tied his hair up, and put on the hood of the silver and black metal long coat.

Black Goku closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, red and gold fireworks were already burning in his pupils.

The mythological emblem on her wrist flashed, and the golden hoop and the somersault cloud flew into the air. The dark golden long stick fell into her palm, and the somersault cloud slid under her feet, carrying her body into the air.

Riding on the somersault cloud, Black Monkey rushed out from the rooftop, bringing with him a gust of wind and heading towards the two puppets in front of him.

At this moment, the two gray and faceless puppets simultaneously opened their mouths like a bottomless abyss.

Then, chaotic magic beams gathered into a point in front of their mouths and instantly sprayed towards the dragon!

The Disaster Dragon snorted softly, curved its brow, and suddenly gathered its wings and folded them in front of its body. Layers of jet-black metal formed from its body, covering its wings.

"boom--!"

With a loud bang, the overlapping beams of light instantly blasted it straight from 30 meters above the ground into the ground of the Old Jingmai Street District, creating a huge pit with a radius of 5 meters. Like a mudslide, the buildings around were all swept into the bottom of the pit.

Black Wukong's pupils shrank slightly, and she suddenly jumped off the somersault cloud, fell into the deep pit, and rolled to the ground.

She raised her flaming eyes and looked at the dragon buried in the deep pit. She lowered her voice and asked, "Hey, are you okay—?!"

"It's you again, stinky monkey..." A hoarse voice came from the ruins.

The Dragon of Disaster opened a scarlet eye from the ruins and stared at Black Goku motionlessly, with dissatisfaction written all over his face.

Seeing that it could still speak in this way, Black Goku knew that it should be fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief, raised the corners of his mouth and said: "I am helping you... Please don't call me a black name."

The giant dragon struggled out of the ruins, and the surrounding sand and rocks rumbled down from the broken windows.

"How do you divide the work between two giants?"

The Disaster Dragon spoke hoarsely, slowly stood up from the deep pit, and suddenly spread out its black wings that covered the sky.

"One for me and one for you." Black Goku said, looking sideways at the two puppets.

"Okay, but I have a helper."

"Who?"

"She's already on top of the puppet."

Hearing this, Black Goku looked up at the shoulder of one of the dolls and discovered that a white-haired girl wearing an Ultraman mask on her face had climbed onto the shoulder of one of the super-giant dolls at some point.

"Xiao Ling?!" Her heart suddenly trembled, and her pupils contracted for a moment before she remembered that her second sister was a vampire after all.

But he still couldn't help but yelled: "Come down from over there!"

Black Goku's hoarse shout echoed through the ruins and fell into the ears of the white-haired girl on the giant's shoulder.

Bai Ziling raised her right hand, and her five fingers gradually became sharp, like a sharp blade.

Then he swung it out suddenly, leaving a huge scar on the neck of the faceless giant. "Roar --!!!"

The faceless puppet roared to the sky, and ripples of devastating magic power spread out, shattering all the falling snow in the sky. He trembled all over and tried to shake off the ant on his shoulder, but when he failed, he raised his huge hands and grabbed Bai Ziling.

Black Wukong was just about to rise from the ruins on his somersault cloud when he was suddenly stunned.

At this moment, a magical girl in a dark red dress dropped from the sky right above the faceless doll, raised her hands high, and swung a huge sickle like a full moon, slashing at the wrist of the gray-white doll fiercely -!
The air stagnated for a moment, and then a dark red light flashed, and black blood like a waterfall splashed out from the broken wrist of the puppet, making a rustling sound.

Then, accompanied by a loud bang as the puppet's severed right hand hit the ground, the girl in the dark red dress fell to the ground, half-knelt on her knees, her clear hair covering her eyes.

"That's..." Black Goku looked at her from a distance and was slightly stunned, "Magical girl?"

She was in a daze when Bai Ziling, wearing an Ultraman mask, came to her side without her knowing. With his bloody hands behind his back, he stood silently between her and the Dragon of Disaster.

Black Goku turned around and looked at Bai Ziling.

"The puppet's weak point is its neck." Bai Ziling said to her and the Dragon of Disaster.

Black Goku was silent for a while: "I understand." After that, she turned her head to look at the magical girl who had just helped her.

"your people?"

The Dragon of Disaster raised its claws and patted the dust off its body, looked at the girl in the dark red dress, then looked at Black Goku, raised his brows, and asked curiously.

"No...I haven't seen her."

Black Goku shook his head in denial, his eyes fixed on the magical girl in the dark red dress.

On the other side, amidst the flying dust.

The magical girl in the dark red dress slowly stood up, held the sickle upright behind her, and walked towards them slowly, bathed in a black rain made of the puppets' blood.

She lowered her face, gently lifted the dark red hair by her ear, raised the corners of her mouth high, and the faces of the three were reflected in her evil dark red pupils.

"you are?"

Black Goku asked softly.

The magical girl in the dark red dress raised her head, scratched her nose with her hand, and looked at the man, the monkey and the dragon with disdain.

"I am...Magical Girl Pian——Hongyue."

"Magical girl partial... Red Moon?"

Black Goku muttered to herself, repeating the name, thinking that such a powerful magical girl should be quite famous, but she had never heard of her name.

Magical girl Hongyue was slightly stunned, then coughed twice and looked at them sideways, "Yes, Magical girl Hongyue."

She paused, turned her face away and added in a low voice: "Without 'bias'... Mr. Paranoid would never reveal his secret code name."

At the same time, in another corner of the city.

The S-level executive of the Abnormal Control Bureau, "Black Judge", was standing on a plane made of dark matter, hovering in the sky above Huanjing City. He slightly side-glanced and looked at the Old Jingmai Street District from afar from behind his V-shaped mask.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the dragon with an ever-expanding body, the diviner Black Goku, and an unknown magical girl stopping the two giant puppets that were attacking the Old Jingmai district.

"The little brats at home are quite reliable at this time."

The Black Judge murmured, retracted his gaze with relief, and looked up at the figure on the stage of Witch Night.

At this moment, the nightmare behind the Crown Dream Witch was still growing at a terrifying speed. The Black Judge lowered his eyes slightly and took a glance, only to see that the bubbles carrying dreams were floating from the survivors sleeping on the ground in every corner of the city. In other words... the dreams of the survivors in the entire city were now the food of the nightmare, helping it to transform into an out-and-out evil ghost.

"That nightmare can devour people's dreams to become stronger. So, they didn't just let the Lost Witch release her power to start a city-wide massacre?"

Black Judge thought to himself.

He was originally still thinking, since according to the Magical Girls' Alliance, the ability of this stage installation called "Witch's Night" is to amplify and spread the witch's magic power over a large area.

Then why didn't those witches let the Lost Witch appear directly?
If she wanted to cause a riot, with the Lost Witch's ability to control emotions, she should be able to directly make the people in the entire city commit suicide in despair. There is no need to go through so much trouble.

Now it seems that this is to make the nightmare of the Crown Dream Witch devour more dreams.

Of course, or maybe the Lost Witch simply had other things to do, so she didn't take action directly...

The Black Judge was thinking in his mind that at this moment, the only people who could be seen on the stage of Witch Night were the Crown Dream Witch, the War Witch, and the Puppet Witch. He was not unfamiliar with these figures because they were all recorded in the most advanced and top-secret database of the Abnormal Control Bureau.

On his first day in office, Ke Yinzhi browsed through the information of these immortal witches with great interest.

It was a pleasant afternoon. He sat in the swivel chair behind his desk, crossed his legs, drank coffee, and looked at the faces in the files and the despicable deeds they had done in the past few centuries.

After reading these stories, he simply regarded these witches as an interesting anecdote that had been passed down for centuries, and turned to browsing information about other superhuman races.

But Ke Yinzhi never thought that the time to meet this group of witches would come so soon.

He looked up at the Witch of Crown Dreams, who was wearing a round hat and had wavy blue curly hair and was singing a lullaby in Old English.

"It seems... the birth of those dream fragments is inevitable. If we want to eliminate the nightmare's 'food', we must either kill all the normal people who are trapped in their dreams, or interrupt the singing of the Crown Dream Witch and wake them up from their dreams."

"No, the latter possibility is not very high. Even if the Crown Dream Witch is interrupted, those ordinary people will most likely not wake up."

"Then I have to kill that nightmare before it gets stronger, otherwise it may become unsolvable. Although Xiziyue and the others haven't come back yet, it's not realistic for me to kill the three witches on the stage alone, but as long as I can reach the stage of Witch Night, I am confident that I can kill the nightmare of the Crown Dream Witch and escape unscathed..."

The Black Judge thought so and rushed towards the sky in front of him, stepping on the stairs made of dark matter.

The tail of his windbreaker swayed in the wind as he ignored the three giant puppets coming towards him because he was absolutely confident that it would be almost impossible for these giant puppets to stop him in mid-air with their slow and clumsy movements.

The result was just as Black Judge expected.

Like an arrow formed by dark light, he easily passed through the three giant puppets and shot past their heads.

Immediately in mid-air, Black Judge once again formed a dark curtain of light under his feet, adjusted the direction of the light curtain, and tried to use this catapult to send his body directly above Witch Night, which was two hundred meters in the air.

"Squeak..."

However, at this moment, the "threads of fate" at the bottom of the suspended stage moved, and strange noises were heard.

The next moment, Witch Night "lifted" the thread of fate upwards, causing the three giant puppets behind the Black Judge to suddenly turn around and rise, creating a violent wind pressure that was like a tornado sweeping past, blowing the tail of the Black Judge's clothes.

Hearing the noise coming from behind, Black Judge suddenly turned his head, and a strange scene was reflected in his pupils - the three faceless giants, each fifty meters tall, were entangled by the thread of fate.

They seemed to have turned into puppets in a play, and contrary to common sense of physics, they rushed towards the body of the Black Judge like three huge wooden stakes!

However, the Black Judge was quick with his hands and eyes, and quickly made the dark curtain wall beneath him spread out. His body fell rapidly downward, with his swallowtail raised high up.

The next moment, he barely managed to pass by the feet of the puppets and was not crushed into pieces by them.

It was as if a train was whizzing past overhead. Black Judge took a breath and fell towards the city with his head down, while looking up at the scene above him.

At this moment, the three puppets were hanging in the air in an impossible posture, and then these giants held hands and formed a strange circle.

The faceless puppets surrounded him tightly, chanting strange scriptures loudly.

Deafening scriptures dropped from the sky, shaking the Black Judge's eardrums. Under the enormous air pressure, all the glass within a hundred meters was shattered.

The next moment, the magic patterns on the three puppets suddenly emitted a dazzling dark red light.

Immediately afterwards, before the Black Judge could react, a huge blood-red light net spread out from the heads of the three puppets, covering an area of ​​100 meters in radius and surrounding his figure.

The Black Judge used the dark matter to cushion the momentum of his fall, then he turned his body and landed gently on top of a traffic light sign. He stood in mid-air, turned his head slightly, and looked around.

"You just don't want me to leave..."

Looking at the blood-red barrier covering an area of ​​100 meters in radius, the Black Judge murmured softly, his eyes gradually turning cold.

He pulled up his black leather gloves and looked up at the three gray-white puppets in the same barrier as him. As the "thread of fate" above their heads slowly fell, their bodies also fell to the ground.

The huge air wave that was created swallowed up all the movement in the world, and it poured towards the Black Judge like a flood.

However, at this moment, an extremely clear sound of "gear meshing" suddenly came from the side and rear.

Hearing this familiar voice, Black Judge was slightly stunned, then turned his head to look over the traffic light board.

I saw a huge mechanical castle attached to the surface of a high-rise building, accompanied by a storm of steam. It was crawling horizontally with an unstoppable force. Its four spider-like mechanical limbs rumbled forward, and the curtain walls under its feet collapsed layer by layer.

The fragments were flying like waves, riding on the wind and waves, sweeping in.

Then the mechanical castle crashed to the ground, blocking the Black Judge right in front of him.

There was a door in the upper middle part of the mechanical castle, and a beautiful figure stood on the small platform in front of the door. She was wearing a purple French magic dress, a white headband on her head, and her dark purple shoulder-length hair fluttered in the wind.

Magical girl Yuffie slowly raised her face and looked directly at the three faceless dolls in front of her. She had no expression on her face, but her dark purple pupils were filled with anger.

"You witches, you dare to attack my Judge...you deserve to die."

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