Chapter 43 Stand-In: Ashes Time and Space!

Night falls, lights come on, the night in Yunshan Base City is far less lively than that in Mohai City.

People go home early to rest, it seems that only the city center has nightlife, and only a few bars and casinos are still open in other places.

No one knows how much evil and danger are hidden in the quiet night, but tonight is different from the past. It is not only the monsters and cultists hidden in the city who take advantage of the night.

On the fourth street of Xicheng District, Yunshan City, Feng Xi walked on the road with a long knife.

This area is recognized as a slum in the local area. The environment is very poor, garbage is everywhere, and even the few street lamps are old and dilapidated, casting turbid light, illuminating the road.

In the dead silence, a chaotic noise came from the front. Feng Xi paused, then quickened his pace and came to the door of a small and dilapidated bar.

He squinted his eyes and pushed the door open.

Although this bar looks bad, the business is unexpectedly good.

As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by deafening music, accompanied by numerous loud laughter and shouts.

When I looked up, I saw a group of demons dancing wildly.

A group of crazy young men dressed in heavy metal punks were swaying wildly on the dance floor, and a rough-looking man was holding a bottle of wine and laughing and drinking. In the dark corner, men and women whose faces could not be seen were indulging in lust...

It was very messy and terrible.

Feng Xi looked around and put away his Zanpakutō.

"Dancing? My specialty!"

With a cold and arrogant look on his face, Feng Xi swayed his body to the music and walked towards the dance floor with a dance step that did not recognize any relatives.

His dancing posture was so coquettish that it seemed as if Jackson was reincarnated and possessed by Martian Brother, which attracted a round of cheers.

"Dancing, dancing, dancing..."

He walked into the crowded dance floor with his head shaking, inevitably bumping into other people, especially because of his coquettish dancing style, sliding all over the floor. Many people were bumped by him, but no one cared and continued to nod to the rhythm.

Feng Xi finally stopped in the middle of the dance floor, continued to shake his head as if no one was around, and even closed his eyes, looking like he was fully engaged.

At this moment, he was the most handsome guy in the audience!

Until he raised his hand to the music, swaying and snapping his fingers.

"Pop!"

The next second, a bunch of torches suddenly ignited in the dance floor, burning fiercely, instantly illuminating the dim environment.

Looking closely, there were no torches in the dance floor, but people wailing in pain in the fire!

"Ah!!!"

"It's on fire!"

"What's going on?!"

"Run!"

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The scene suddenly became very chaotic. The guests who were not set on fire fled the dance floor in panic. The other guests in the bar were also scared and ran out directly. Only a small number of people remained in the bar, looking at the dance floor with a fierce look on their faces.

Only Feng Xi still stood in the middle of the dance floor, shaking his body as if nothing had happened.

There were more than a dozen torch men around him, burning and wailing in pain, struggling and twisting, as if they were dancing with him.

The scene looked indescribably weird, and there was also a kind of Gothic madness.

The music was suddenly turned off, and Feng Xi's movements also stopped abruptly, freezing into a coquettish posture with a strong sense of déjà vu, standing still in the same place.

He opened his eyes and calmly watched the burning fire man beside him twisting his body and slowly approaching him, full of resentment, wanting to reach out and pull him into hell together.

However, the close distance was like a natural chasm for them. Before they could touch Feng Xi, their bodies dissipated into ashes in the flames.

From a perspective that no one could observe, a strange figure slowly emerged behind Feng Xi, who maintained a coquettish posture and an indifferent face.

His whole body was like burnt black lava, covered with red cracks, as if magma was flowing in his body;

His eyes were as blazing as the sun, and his head was made of rising flames as hair.

He looked like a flame ghost that burned the world, brought destruction and the end, and had a doomsday atmosphere that would make everything return to silence.

This was Feng Xi's exclusive stand activated in JOJO's dream copy.

Its name is - Ashes Time and Space!

Its ability looks like flames, but in fact it is to ignite the material it touches and burn it out.

Touching the air can ignite oxygen to release long-range flames, and when touching objects with more complex components, you can choose one component to turn into fuel, and the flame cannot be extinguished until the fuel in the object is completely burned out.

Blood, chitinous bones, cells, muscles, and even more basic molecules can all be used as fuel.

Feng Xi can also decide at will whether this forced burning can spread indefinitely.

Whether to burn only the target without affecting other objects, or to ignite the same fuel in other people who touch the flame, it is entirely up to him.

In essence, it is actually a kind of ability that is close to the rules. It is not just a fire ability. Even if Feng Xi wants to do it, it only takes a thought to ignite the entire planet.

Overall, this is a very useful but also very dangerous substitute.

In a blink of an eye, the flames burned out, leaving only ashes on the dance floor. The fire went out, and the light in the bar dimmed again.

Before the flames went out, Feng Xi grinned at the "guests" who were staring at him outside the dance floor, and changed another posture, which was full of provocation!

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Feng Xi has used this method to tell everyone present the truth about the sudden fire in the dance floor.

Yes, it was me!

The next second, a series of unpleasant and piercing roars rang out in the bar!

The guests who were still here tore off their disguises at the same time, turning into a group of hideous, black, skinny, and sharp-toothed evil spirits, and rushed towards Feng Xi in the dance floor.

Alien monsters - evil!

The number of these monsters is several times more than the number Feng Xi had just burned with one move, at least more than fifty, and they rushed forward at the same time with great momentum. The scene was really a bit scary.

However, they were responded by a fist as fast as an afterimage and the strange shouts that followed.

Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!

Muda Muda Muda Muda Muda!

The monsters that rushed over were beaten away at a faster speed, and they were ignited in the air, turning into fireballs and falling down one by one.

The scene was in a mess, but the fire did not ignite anything in the bar, only the monsters were burning.

With a shout, Feng Xi quickly solved this group of low-level evil.

The rule-level flames could not be extinguished, they could only continue to turn into ashes in wailing.

Feng Xi did not look at these minions for a second, strode to the bar counter, and sat down in style.

In front of him, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with a head of neatly combed silver hair, was wiping the cup calmly, as if the battle in the bar had nothing to do with him.

"Cultists, right? Do you raise these evil people? Which sect are you from? Do you know the rules?"

Feng Xi picked up a bottle of high-concentration liquor from the bar, flicked his thumb, easily flicked off the cork, and poured a sip into his mouth.

Hiss!

Hot throat!