From above the heads of those rushing in from the tunnel one after another, the eyeball-like loudspeakers suddenly burst out piercing sounds.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several people screamed and exploded.
{Seckberd’s Stone Gate has absorbed one frequency-sharing –Frequency-Sharing Gaze Entity.-}
{For the Resister to become the complete form, there are still 6 –Listening Gaze Entities- left.}
Outside the Demon Throat Hall, Yang Zicang, watching this scene through Syn-Link, was extremely anxious!
{Everyone… who among you is willing to become my companion?}
This voice appeared in the minds of all those who had the eyeball gaze above their heads.
–The last room is cleared!- Su’e shouted anxiously in a delicate voice.
As the last elemental mutated beast in the fifth Demon-tooth room fell, Yang Zicang naturally knew that everyone in his team had obtained the qualification to go to the final peak!
–The trials of all the Demon-tooth Grinding Wheels have finally come to an end.-
The entire flying carpet instantly disappeared under Su’e’s ability, bringing more than ten people to appear on the platform at the same time!
–Little Matt Chao!-
The train rumbled into existence, crashing one person after another into the train’s body, then quickly crashing into the air and disappearing.
In the Final Hall, before Seckberd’s Stone Gate.
Several shadowy figures appeared from the exploded human corpses. They gathered and dispersed for a while, then suddenly lunged at Hong Haocheng in the distance, attempting to severely wound him.
Mark anxiously watched Cheng Yunze finally break free, a wave of relief washing over him. As long as the little zombie beside him could unleash its power, their chances of surviving the upcoming fight against the Defenders would be much higher.
Freed from the fray, Cheng Yunze glanced at Hong Haocheng, who was locked in a bitter struggle. –I’ll help you in a moment—just hold on.-
With that, Cheng Yunze turned his solemn gaze to Morri, who was grappling with the Moon Angel a few paces away, and to Julia, weaponless and sheltered behind him.
Julia’s eyes traced the protective back in front of her, and a blissful smile bloomed across her face.
–I finally have someone to protect me.-
Unnoticed by Morri, the woman behind him began to burn with crimson illusory flames, which then blazed into searing orange.
{It’s useless, Miss Julia. Just become the stepping stone that elevates our team to the pinnacle.}
Cheng Yunze darted forward with an unpredictable, ghostlike gait.
At last, Morri sensed a peculiar, gentle aura. He turned his head—the woman behind him seemed to radiate warm, golden sunlight.
–You…-
–When danger comes, we’ll face it together.- The woman smiled, then gently wrapped her arms around the man before her. –I don’t want to be apart from you—not even for a second.-
Mark watched the stone coffin tremble softly beside him. The Moxel on his chest flickered and pulsed, desperately suppressing the little girl’s body inside, which emanated waves of dark aura. Diudiu’s eyes struggled to open again and again, but the coffin’s power held them shut.
Fangs began to sprout from the corners of her small mouth, her expression flickering between fury and serenity.
–Soon, you will be liberated again!– Mark’s face broke into an expectant smile. As soon as Cheng Yunze killed that woman, the unstable humanity of this little creature would surely collapse, reducing her once more to an unconscious living-dead zombie.
{I’m sorry… I can’t turn a blind eye.}
A voice rang out from the corner.
Cheng Yunze, charging forward, heard that dull voice amidst the countless whispers and turned to look.
Zhao Yun’s body radiated a human-shaped aura overlapping with his own; blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he suddenly bellowed:
–I cannot turn a blind eye to the trampling of an innocent life! Ahhhh!–
{You dare!} Cheng Yunze cried out in shock and anger.
Boom! Crimson flames surged.
Sir Zilong’s fist suddenly expanded, instantly swelling horizontally to over ten meters, and slammed into the floating translucent stone coffin.
Julia’s gaze pierced the wavering light, fixed on the trapped Diudiu.
–What!– The moment Mark looked, a colossal energy erupted like a tearing blade of air, instantly shredding him and the several men beside him.
Boom! The stone coffin lid was flung off, dissipating into energy; the small body inside was thrown out, but the giant airwave hand caught her in the next instant.
{Roooar!!}
The little girl, her face livid and fangs bared, opened her mouth and bit hard into the edge of the air-wave fist that gripped her, leaving two shallow bite marks.
The fierce little Diudiu let out a cute ferocious mewl in Zilong Jun’s fist, like a little kitten puffing up its fur.
[I offset 0.1R.]
[I offset 1Y.]
[I offset 12N.]
Zhao Yun, forcing himself upright, seemed encased in a massive armor of air waves. Zilong Jun withdrew his giant hand, and the little girl in his hand gradually emanated a terrifying presence, a sinister atmosphere spilling out. Zilong Jun, whose single remaining arm had not yet healed, gazed at the little creature in his hand with strange emotions flickering in his eyes.
–Diudiu!- Julia called. Diudiu, on the verge of losing herself, heard the call and gradually released her bite, turning to look.
Seeing Mark dead, Cheng Yunze was seething with rage, and a fierce murderous intent surged within him.
{Seckbard’s Rock Door has absorbed one co-frequency ‘Co-frequency Gaze Entity’.}
{The Resister still needs 5 ‘Listening Gaze Entities’ to become complete.}
Creak——
The stone door made a harsh grating sound as it slid open a crack to both sides.
–Cheng Yunze!- Morri reached out to grab Cheng Yunze, who was no longer restraining himself. Now even Hong Haocheng was being attacked by him. But facing the constantly flashing psychic longswords, Cheng Yunze, who only possessed a psychic body and lacked martial arts skills, was still at a disadvantage.
–Haocheng, you take on Cheng Yunze. I’ll hold off this skeleton.-
–Hmph!- Hong Haocheng turned around, and only then did Morri see that he was covered in blood… It was the boy’s blood! The skeleton’s claws had already torn through this guy’s body several times.
A sudden chill ran down his spine—a man like this…
Buzz buzz buzz! An eyeball drifting overhead issued a piercing shriek, causing Hong Haocheng, Morri, and the others below to falter for a moment.
In that instant, Cheng Yunze’s telekinetic form surged forward, reached out, and yanked—pulling the figure out from within Julia!
Red phantom flames blazed in his hand!
Then suddenly, a bone-chilling premonition of danger struck him!
Cheng Yunze whipped his head around—Hong Haocheng was swinging the Odd-Even Lake Sword straight at his right arm!
{You really want this?!}
In his fury, Cheng Yunze shed all remaining restraint. The skeleton flickered and merged with him; his other hand shot out and seized Hong Haocheng’s throat!
{Then come at me together!}
The Resister’s voice rang out in everyone’s hearts!
{That’s right, like that. Kill him and offer me the Blood Ring.}
The Blood Ring! With his right hand clutching Julia’s telekinetic form, Cheng Yunze tore a silhouette from the young man’s body with his left.
It was only then that Morri, who had finally seen clearly, was struck with sheer horror!
He was about to speak when suddenly he heard the [Woooosh—] of wind roaring through the tunnel.
–Woo——-
Boom! A long, dark train body shimmering with faint light suddenly emerged, piercing through the hall wall.
Yang Zicang, gripping the door, had his eyes blazing with palpable fury. A massive white centipede-like apparition rapidly materialized, soaring into the air with a resounding whoosh, crossing the hall!
–Cheng Yunze!!-
In an instant, the crushing weight of death filled Cheng Yunze’s heart. Ahead of him, the train, Yang Zicang, and the Paleshade Wyrm—several figures converged in a collision course!
[Woo——]
–Woo woo——-
–Woo——-
What is this?
–Woo woo——-
The sirens of two trains?!
Boom! Just as the train beneath Yang Zicang’s feet, along with the Paleshade Wyrm, was about to crash into Cheng Yunze…
…another long, dark train body shimmering with faint light suddenly emerged, piercing through the hall wall! It started later but arrived first. In the moment when Yang Zicang’s Paleshade Wyrm was about to bite Cheng Yunze, it rammed into the chief captain of the 23rd City, sending him flying with a gust of wind and smashing him into the distant stone wall with a loud bang.
Amid the violent roar of the stone hall, the rear part of this second train crumpled like a folded blanket, piling up and jutting high into the air.
Little Matt Chao slammed on the brakes, completely dumbfounded.
That is… another me?!
The people fleeing from the passage, and even those in the hall, all wore looks of disbelief.
–How is there another Enightmare train?-
–Does this world have another celebrity express?-
Cheng Yunze, who had been knocked into the second Enightmare train, froze for a second before turning his gaze to the middle-aged woman in shabby housewife clothes. She suddenly burst into tears, her arms wrapping around Cheng Yunze—still in his psychic form—only to grasp empty air. The faint resistance in her embrace made her squat down, all her grievances releasing at that moment.
–Waaaahhh, wuwuwu…-
{Jiajia, you… what’s… how…}
–It’s light…- Ning Jiajia said between sobs. –I copied the Enightmare train in its spectral state! I escaped! I, I finally made it!-
She cried like a child, –I finally made it! Wuwuwu…-
In Cheng Yunze’s momentarily dazed eyes, a glimmer flashed. With a thought, the Moon Angel grabbed Ning Jiajia—whose lifespan had been drained so severely that even her own life was incomplete—and yanked her over.
A black shadow collided fiercely with the Moon Angel, then instantly refracted and shot toward Cheng Yunze.
Face to face, Cheng Yunze’s scalp crawled as he saw a leopard-man image, as solid as reality, emerge on that human face.
{Haocheng!}
{Delicious…} Hong Haocheng’s throat emitted a voice utterly devoid of human emotion.
Cheng Yunze looked at his right arm that had been gnawed off!
He leaped backward, and with a booming crash, Hong Haocheng’s hand smashed into the floor of the Light Train, punching a huge hole through it!
Moon Angel, scrambling and crawling, dragged Ning Jiajia out and bolted toward the other end of the tunnel, ignoring even Zhao Yun, who was there healing and recuperating Zilong Jun. Meanwhile, Cheng Yunze’s psychic body shot out of the train, and Paleshade Wyrm came swooping down with a whoosh.
Caught in a pincer attack, Cheng Yunze, under Yang Zicang’s furious gaze, hurled the psychic body of Julia—which he had never discarded—outward, just as Morri came rushing over in panic.
Paleshade Wyrm was faster; it pounced, snatched it, and then, from beside Morri, lunged toward a woman’s silhouette.
And in that instant, the leopard-faced Hong Haocheng kicked off the ground, leaped up swiftly, and grabbed at the heel of Julia’s psychic body.
–Hong Haocheng, what are you doing!- Sensing something wrong, Morri crushed the acceleration ball in his hand without a second thought, then surged upward in a leap!
Two figures left a trail of colliding afterimages as they vaulted through the air.
[Dispatch!]
Yang Zicang activated his ability in a flash. Hong Haocheng narrowly brushed past Julia’s calf, but as his arm swept by, a line of energy suddenly extended from his hand, snaking around the woman’s body with a sharp whoosh.
{Sister!}
In the distance, Diu Diu, held within a giant palm, suddenly cried out.
Julia’s psychic form opened its eyes, staring blankly ahead like a disoriented Matt Chao, muttering faintly.
–Julia!–
Morri, collapsed on the ground, trembled all over. He had no idea what was happening—everything had unfolded in mere seconds. As he shifted his foot, a cold, hollow emptiness suddenly seeped into his body.
Hong Haocheng landed with a dull thud, then took a few bounds onto his own body, slowly rising to his feet. He stared impassively as Paleshade Wyrm returned Julia’s psychic form to her physical body.
But then… everyone noticed a glistening, silken thread of light linking the woman’s feet to Hong Haocheng!
And another, connecting Morri, who turned his head to look from a few steps away.
Ah, ah—finally, I’ve written to this point.
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