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墨書 Inktalez
"Do you really think this is the end?"
A chilling voice emerged from the depths of the ruins, reminiscent of a horror movie's eerie soundtrack.
I nearly dropped the steel pipe I had just picked up in fright.
I thought to myself, no way, we just finished fighting—how can there be overtime?
In this day and age, even the villains are so dedicated; it’s truly a case of over-competition.
Speaking of which, this villain's lines are so cliché. Can’t they come up with something fresh?
"Who? Who's trying to scare me over there?"
I mustered my courage and shouted, reminding myself that I was the protagonist; I couldn't lose my momentum.
What if the person on the other side was socially anxious and ran away from me?
"Hmph, ignorant child, the Dark Council is here!"
A figure clad in a black robe emerged from the ruins, as if performing on stage, complete with its own entrance music. One might think he was about to participate in a cosplay competition.
The Dark Council?
That name… why does it sound so juvenile?
It’s like something out of an animated series; can’t they come up with a more normal name? Like “The Association of Integrity” or something?
Wait, “The Association of Integrity” doesn’t sound quite right either…
"The Dark Council? Are you here to make jokes? That name is just too… retro! Can't you keep up with the times and come up with something cooler? Like… 'The Apocalypse Avengers'? Or… 'The Wasteland Survivors' Association'? How about that? I’ll even help you brainstorm for free."
I couldn’t help but switch to my sarcastic mode, thinking that in this post-apocalyptic world, playing cosplay was just unprofessional.
"How dare you show disrespect to the Dark Council!"
The robed figure shouted angrily, puffing up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
It seemed my sarcasm had hit a nerve.
"Oh, you’ve got some spirit! What’s next, are you looking for trouble? Let me tell you, I’m battle-hardened; your tricks won’t work on me! Back in the day, I was…"
Just as I was about to boast about my "glorious deeds," I suddenly realized I didn’t really have any glorious deeds to brag about…
Forget it; let’s win this fight first.
"Enough! You noisy brat!"
The figure in the black robe seemed unable to tolerate my incessant chatter any longer and charged straight at me, moving with the speed of someone on a caffeine high.
I quickly raised the steel pipe to block, thinking to myself that I was lucky to react fast; otherwise, I would have been flattened.
"Clang!"
With a loud crash, the steel pipe collided with the weapon of the black-robed figure, sending sparks flying as if we were performing some blacksmithing feat.
I felt a tingling in my hands and realized that this black-robed person had quite a bit of strength; it seemed I was up against a tough opponent.
"Zhong Dali! Girl! Don't just stand there! Hurry and help out! This isn't the time for spectating!"
I shouted, knowing that two fists couldn't fend off four hands. A lone hero couldn't handle so many black-robed figures; I needed to call for my teammates quickly.
Zhong Dali swung his heavy hammer like a bulldozer, charging through and creating sparks everywhere. Anyone unaware would think he was about to demolish something.
The girl also pulled out her High-Tech Weapons and began firing lasers with a "biubiubiu," reminiscent of a space battle. The special effects were quite impressive, though I wondered about their actual power.
"Boom!"
With a loud thud, one of the black-robed figures was sent flying by Zhong Dali's hammer, crashing into a wall like a cannonball and sending dust flying everywhere. The scene became chaotic.
"Sizzle!"
The girl's laser pierced through another black-robed figure's chest, emitting smoke like barbecue, accompanied by the scent of grilled meat that made me feel a bit hungry.
I couldn't just stand by either. Wielding my steel pipe, I darted around like a guerrilla fighter, targeting isolated black-robed figures. I struck them down as they fled in panic, creating a comical scene.
"Ah!"
A scream erupted as I hit one black-robed figure on the head, knocking him out cold like whack-a-mole. It seemed my luck was holding up.
"Bang!"
Another loud crash echoed as Zhong Dali smashed one black-robed figure's weapon to pieces with his hammer, as effortlessly as cracking a walnut. His strength seemed to have increased again.
"Whoosh!"
The girl's laser accurately struck the last black-robed figure right between the eyes, killing him instantly. It appeared her weapon was quite powerful as well.
The battle... was over.
We... had won!
I let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that finally dealing with this was easier than finishing my college entrance exams—though I was feeling a bit hungry.
“Wait…”
The girl suddenly spoke, her tone serious.
“What’s wrong?”
I asked in confusion, wondering if there was another hidden boss.
This trope is so clichéd. Can’t we have something fresh?
“Look…”
The girl pointed deep into the ruins. Following her gesture, I saw a man in a black suit slowly emerging, striding as if on a runway, exuding an impressive aura. Anyone unfamiliar would think he was there for a fashion show.
Who is this man?
A sense of foreboding crept into my mind.
“The Dark Council… leader… Zhong Li Kai…”
The girl pronounced each word slowly, her voice icy.
Zhong Li Kai?
That name sounds so familiar.
Suddenly, it hit me—he’s the mastermind behind it all!
Oh no!
This is bad news!
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