Of course Mono cared about these Molotovs.
Not to mention this being his first alchemical achievement, just the role these Molotovs were about to play was crucial and not to be underestimated.
"You'll know soon. Come on, let's go set off some fireworks?"
Mono also quietly picked up a box of Molotovs.
It felt somewhat heavy in his hands.
Corpse oil plus ceramic. Though not large in volume, the mass was surprisingly substantial. Six looked at it puzzled but remained silent, holding the box and quietly following behind.
Two small figures wound through twists and turns, arriving at the second floor.
Passing through a second-floor room's window, the two climbed over the wall and landed on the tiled eaves outside.
They walked along the tiled eaves, slowing their pace at the edge and stopping.
The street below the eaves was somewhat muddy now. Falling rainwater reflected a fluorescent glow under the lights, swirling on the turbid ground as it flowed towards the sewer...
And in the alley of the street, a large crowd had their backs to them.
Mono was already too lazy to continue sympathizing with them.
Quietly putting down the box, Mono took out a ceramic bottle and extended his hand:
"Give me your lighter."
Six Ye looked at the hand extended before her eyes, silently put her own hand away, fumbled inside her raincoat, and took out the lighter engraved with exquisite petals from her chest.
Mono reached out and took it. In his hand, it felt slightly warm.
*Click*
With a spark, a bright flame instantly illuminated the eaves.
However, clearly, the flame's light wasn't as attractive as the glow emitted by the television.
Those adults were still staring at the TV.
Mono silently aimed and, with a forceful throw, sent the ignited Molotov in his hand flying straight into the alley.
*Whoosh*
The flame spun through the rain, tracing a long arc. The next moment.
*Crash*
The ceramic bottle smashed directly onto a person's head, shattering.
The liquid stored inside instantly burst and splattered in all directions.
Like a spreading fire serpent, wherever the liquid went, crimson flames followed closely.
What was originally just a small flame instantly spread into a conflagration.
The adult who was hit was directly engulfed in flames. Several other unfortunate fellows nearby
similarly couldn't escape.
Heavy rain poured down on their heads, but the fire didn't diminish because of it. On the contrary, following the flow of the rainwater, it spread to an even larger area.
Ordinary water couldn't directly extinguish flames containing a grudge.
Unless the grudge was completely consumed, it would only dart about with the wind, burning everything that stood in its way.
However, the expected screams of agony did not come.
Even though the fire was so vividly bright, those people's gazes remained fixed on that small television, standing quietly as if they couldn't feel the temperature on their bodies that could burn them to ashes.
Originally in high spirits, Mono, seeing this scene, slowly lowered his hand, feeling somewhat deflated.
Although the effect of his alchemical achievement was good, it didn't produce the corresponding sound effects.
Turning back, he stuffed the lighter back into Six's hand.
"Did you see how I just did it? Just throw them the same way. Have fun~" Mono said.
Six looked at the lighter in her hand, then at the burning fire below, and turned her gaze to the two boxes of Molotovs placed beside her.
Soon after...
"Boom... Boom... Boom?"
A shadow gradually streaked across the sky.
"Bang bang bang?"
The continuous sounds of shattering kept breaking the silence of the rainy night.
"Splash splash splash?"
Fiery flames were slowly ignited in one alley after another...
Silent stillness, silent mourning, howled through the air...
As the shadow completely descended...
Under the firelight, two small figures cast long, stretched-out shadows...
"So... was it fun?" A soft voice inquired.
Six shook her head.
"What a pity... But we still have to keep playing... understand?" Six was taken aback, fell silent for a long moment, then slowly nodded.
The firelight... continued to blaze, and all that was rotten turned to ashes as the flames faded.
This night did not settle down because of it...
When the great fire spread from the west of the city all the way to the east...
The icy, dark city was gradually covered and replaced by waves of fiery red... However, just as all this was still unfolding...
"Zzzzt..."
Amidst the fire's coverage, a television set in a corner emitted a burst of chaotic static.
The screen flickered...
And the next moment,
Crunch.
A pair of pitch-black hands suddenly covered the screen.
The light and shadows twisted, and the surrounding fire began to sway.
Then everything abruptly stilled.
A black figure slowly emerged from within the television.
A black bowler hat, a tall and slender frame draped in clean, dark clothing, trouser legs straight and long, black leather shoes stepping on the ground as rainwater slid off their edges without a trace of mud clinging to them.
Composed yet cruel, elegant yet savage...
Simply standing there quietly, an inexplicable aura made the already solidified space around grow even more dim and lifeless.
After a long silence,
The eyes beneath the hat brim, devoid of any emotion, slowly lifted. Within the darkness, reflecting the endless flames burning around, they harbored only boundless coldness.
...
"S...??i???X??..."
A cold wind swept by, and a soundless whisper came from those bloodless lips...
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