My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 196 Black Chrysalis's Public Art Exhibition, Makutaki's First Kill (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

July 26, 7 PM, Beijing, China.

After controlling the restraints to meet with the Ghost Bell, the Black Chrysalis let it fly back to Broly Bookstore, patiently sealed the copy of "Old Master Q" in plastic, and then gently placed it back on the shelf with the restraints.

To avoid getting scolded by the bookstore owner who is cleaning up.

Then, carrying sketchbooks and pencils he had pilfered from a primary school classroom on the street, he arrived at the bustling Lijing Square.

As the sun sets in the west, the last rays of its rays gradually fade. At this moment, the entire square is bathed in the glow of colorful neon lights, and pedestrians come and go in an endless stream, like a flowing melody.

Shortly after, a scream broke the silence, and passersby stopped in their tracks.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see a young girl covering her mouth and pointing a trembling finger at a corner of the square; following her fingertip, one could see a huge, black pupa hanging upside down beneath a cosmetics billboard.

A deathly silence suddenly descended upon the center of the square, as if God had turned on the mute button, leaving only the offbeat advertising slogans lingering in people's ears.

Then, amidst countless gazes, the abrupt and eerie giant cocoon slowly opened, and a figure wrapped in black restraints emerged from it.

Some screamed, some ran away, some stopped, some cast curious glances, and some were so excited they couldn't contain themselves. It seemed that different people held different views and attitudes toward this mysterious gray figure.

Black Chrysalis adjusted the sunglasses on her face, silently hanging upside down below the fashion billboard, holding a drawing board and a pencil in her hand.

He ignored the noise and chatter around him and focused intently on his painting without even looking up.

After a moment, the black pupa slowly opened its mouth and introduced itself to the pedestrians who had stopped in Lijing Square:

"Hello, everyone, this is the organizer of the first Silver-Swallowing Mouse Art Exhibition... Simply shoot a video, upload it to social media, like it, and check in, and you'll have a chance to receive a cartoon portrait of Silver-Swallowing Mouse from me."

Upon hearing this, the passersby were stunned for a moment, and then several of the Black Chrysalis's most ardent fans looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and finally moved over.

They asked him all sorts of questions while simultaneously snapping photos of him with their phones.

The camera's built-in flash flickered in the center of the square, making the black chrysanthemum's sunglasses appear and disappear. But his gaze remained lowered, fixed on the canvas, displaying the demeanor of a performance artist.

Unaware of the situation, passersby gathered around to join in the fun. The square guards tried to shoo them away with their batons, but to no avail.

"Kid, congratulations on winning the prize! I wish you all the best in your studies." Black Chrysalis patted a boy's shoulder with the restraint strap, tore a page from the notebook, and handed him the cartoon drawing of the silver-swallowing rat that she had just finished.

The boy in the school uniform shouted excitedly, grabbed the drawing, and ran off, immediately followed by a chorus of cheers from all directions.

"Can I not swallow silver? I want Blue Arc's cartoon illustrations!"

"I want Lord Makutaki!"

"I want a cartoon of Swallow Silver and Blue Arc together!"

Black Chrysalis shook her head, and while doodling in her notebook with a pencil, she said:
"Children, I once swore that I would only paint for Tunyin in my life. What Blue Arc, what Mulong, in my view of art, they are simply not worth mentioning, they have no beauty at all, compared to Tunyin they are like... a stray dog ​​on the roadside."

"After all, nothing is more artistically valuable than a savage primitive living in modern society. I can feel Mr. Tunyin's deep-seated fear and unease, and I am happy to depict this sense of division."

He paused, then suddenly held up a finger: "However, I can reluctantly draw you a picture of 'Silver-Eating Rat Devouring Blue Arc Battery'."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of cheers erupted from the crowd.

"Don't rush, let me gather some inspiration first."

As he spoke, Hei Chang scratched his chin, squinted his eyes, and earnestly sketched something in his notebook with a pencil.

It's like an artist thinking about how to compose a picture.

Shortly after, a man dressed in a silver uniform and wearing a metal helmet suddenly appeared in the sky above the square. He had a fire-powered thruster installed on his limbs and back, which propelled him through the air like the protagonist of the animated series "Astro Boy".

Below the man, a young man wearing a medieval dark blue knight's helmet and a gray cloak reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

The newcomers were none other than the heretics "Swallowing Silver" and "Mulong".

It's likely that the plaza guards notified the Aberrant Association the moment the Black Chrysalis appeared. Since Blue Arc has already gone home to rest, only these two high-ranking Aberrants remain on standby within the association.

Hei Yong adjusted his sunglasses, glancing at Mu Long out of the corner of his eye, thinking to himself, "Finally, I've lured you here, kid."

The next moment, Mu Long released Tun Yin's shoulder and fell straight down from mid-air in a standard superhero-style landing. He then reached inside his cloak and took out a longsword as black as the midnight sun from its sheath.

"Step back," he said to the onlookers as he walked over, his voice as cold as ice.

In an instant, passersby screamed and scattered from around the black cocoon, and soon the entire square became empty.

The restraints hanging upside down below the billboard turned their heads and looked calmly at Mutaki through their sunglasses.

He said, “Oh, isn’t this the new outcast from Lijing? Let me think, what’s your name again, Deaf, Wooden Cage, or Mother Dragon?”

Mutaki remained silent, simply walking towards him.

"Actually, sometimes, being able to assess the situation is also an important ability. Didn't you see that everyone really liked my silver-swallowing art exhibition? If you rudely drove them away, wouldn't you be more like a lawbreaker than me?"

At this point, Hei Yong turned his gaze back to his drawing. "This kind of approach to things is not conducive to winning people's hearts. No matter how talented an unpopular maverick is, it is difficult for him to advance. This is the truth of the era of massive traffic."

He paused, then suddenly lowered his voice: "Or... did you never intend to be a good Outsider from the beginning, but had other motives in mind?"

"A clown," Mu Long said in a low voice.

Suddenly, a bottomless black curtain spread out from him, enveloping an area of ​​a hundred meters in radius like a night that had suddenly fallen.

The neon lights were completely swallowed up.

The pitch-black curtain, like a tidal wave, spread in all directions in an instant.

The restraints hanging upside down from the billboard transformed into a blackout, his ears ringing. His vision, pain, and even all his senses were completely stripped away by this darkness, leaving only silence and emptiness.

"A domain-type ability?" Black Chrysalis looked around. "His ability is to surround himself with a domain and devour light sources... It seems that people trapped in the domain will also be deprived of their five senses, but it should be more than that. This is a quasi-disaster-level ability user."

In the unfathomable darkness, the avatar of the restraints suddenly heard a hoarse eagle's cry. Mu Long had appeared behind him without his noticing, raising his sword, drawing it, and piercing his shoulder.

Because of the rules of the Heretics Association, Mu Long couldn't kill Black Chrysalis directly, so this sword strike wasn't aimed at the vital points of the restraint avatar. "I advise you to surrender..." Mu Long whispered in Black Chrysalis's ear in the darkness.

Despite having a longsword piercing its shoulder, Black Chrysalis remained as if nothing had happened, hanging quietly upside down beneath the billboard.

He held the pencil in his left hand, which was still capable of movement, and used a restraint strap to support the swaying sketchbook, scribbling away without looking up.

Two seconds later, he finally spoke:
"Comrade Mulong, do you know... these days, the cold-faced judge type like you isn't popular among the Outcasts. People like Mr. Blue Arc, who are talkative and approachable and occasionally crack a dry joke, are the answer of the times. Since you want to be a good Outcast, you should learn more from him."

Mutaki remained silent.

He noticed something was wrong the moment he pierced the black cocoon's shoulder with his longsword: it didn't feel like human flesh at all, but rather like a pile of rotten banana peels.

The black chrysalis spoke eerily from the darkness: "We should get to know each other. Every capable person in this city knows me, including many as hot-tempered as you..."

"How arrogant."

“Mr. Mulong, I know your past, understand your struggles and obsessions, and I also know very well why you want to get close to Blue Arc. Perhaps I can offer you some help?”

Mu Long was taken aback at first, then lowered his voice and said, "Nonsense..."

"It's finished... Please pass this magnificent painting on to Mr. Tunyin as a birthday present for him."

Before Mulong could react, the restraints emanating from the body disintegrated within the dark domain, turning into a plume of scorching steam that hissed and dissipated into the sky above the city.

The next moment, the darkness of the curtain faded away, and the surrounding darkness was burned away like wild grass, and Lijing Square was once again illuminated by neon lights.

It was as if the Creator had invoked a color palette, recoloring every scene with dazzling hues.

Tun Yin stood motionless in mid-air, raising his arms to protect himself, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

This was his first time working with the supernatural being Mu Long, so he naturally found it difficult to adapt. Even he had just been affected by Mu Long's abilities and had to remain on guard, not daring to move casually.

I have to say, that feeling was really terrifying. My five senses were taken away, and it felt like I was the only person left in the whole world.

It was like experiencing a kind of spiritual death.

"Hey...newbie, where's the black pupa?"

Swallowing Silver regained his senses, reduced his offensive firepower, and landed on the ground of the plaza.

Mu Long shook his head, silently looking down at the ground, where only a sketchbook and a broken pencil remained.

On the white paper was a hastily drawn pencil sketch of a black eagle wearing a knight's helmet, flying through the air with a blue, electrified mouse in its beak, while a silver hamster, holding a battery, huddled to the side, trembling.

"Did he get away again?" Tun Yin said as he walked over. When he saw the cartoon version of himself on the drawing paper, he was furious. Black lines appeared on his forehead. "This guy... he's really never going to stop."

Mu Long remained silent, but then raised his head, crushed the sketchbook with one foot, and slowly walked towards the end of the square, dragging his long gray cloak.

Meanwhile, inside a residential building in the Guyimai neighborhood.

Gu Wenyu opened his eyes in bed, and a red and black notification panel popped up in front of him.

[Note: Your "Binding Belt Avatar" has died. You will need to wait 12 hours for the cooldown period before you can release the avatar again.]

He yawned, picked up his spare phone from beside his pillow, and sent a message to Blue Arc's private account.

[Black Chrysalis: Watch out for that newcomer next to you, Mr. Blue Arc.]

[Blue Arc: What do you mean?]

[Black Chrysalis: Mu Long, his background is extraordinary. Be careful when you're alone with him.]

[Blue Arc: Why do you have to beat around the bush instead of just saying directly why his background is so extraordinary?]

[Black Chrysalis: This is the professional quality of a gray-area character—maintaining 50% mystery.]

Despite accepting Gui Zhong's commission, Ji Minghuan was actually unwilling to tell Lan Hu the truth about Mu Long, nor did he want to mediate the conflict between the two.
On the contrary, he wanted to use Mu Long's revenge to add another achievement to Blue Arc's career, so that when his elder brother advanced to the Calamity level, the possibility of him being selected as a member of Rainbow Wing would be greater.

Currently, the only channel he has connecting to Rainbow Wings is "Blue Arc".

If his elder brother cannot successfully enter Rainbow Wing, he will also be unable to access the Salvation Society forces led by "Urushihara Ruri".

"I wonder how many Salvation Society spies are in Rainbow Wing..." Gu Wenyu thought. "No matter how many, as long as I can cooperate with my brother to capture one of them, I can use the 'Binding Belt Mantra' to find out the location of the Salvation Society's base."

Ideally, the best course of action would be to capture all these Salvation Society spies in one fell swoop.

However, it depends on whether Gui Zhong is willing to cooperate; it's highly unlikely that he and his older brother alone could accomplish this.

[Blue Arc: Oh, then I'll pay a little attention to him in the short term. I can definitely sense that he's not quite natural around me, although I don't know why.]

[Black Chrysalis: That's right, especially when you're alone with him, please be very vigilant.]

[Blue Arc: Let's not talk about this anymore. I have a question for you.]

[Black Chrysalis: What's wrong?]

[Blue Arc: Is my younger brother also not an ordinary person?]

[Black Chrysalis: Uh, why are you suddenly asking this question?]

[Blue Arc: It just suddenly occurred to me. I noticed early this morning that no one was in his room, and Xiaomai had also gone out.]

[Black Chrysalis: Is it possible, Mr. Blue Arc, that I am actually... your younger brother?]

[BlueArc: I'm logging off now, let's chat next time.]

Gu Wenyu stared at his phone screen, remaining silent for a while with a blank expression, the last rays of the setting sun casting a bewildered glow on his face.

He thought to himself, "What do you all mean? I'm being honest for once and you still don't believe me?"
　Asking for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)