Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

Florent knocked on the door of the conductor's room and kept shouting questions.

However, there was no echo from inside. He was a little anxious, but to no avail.

The door to the conductor's cabin is a specially reinforced iron door that cannot be opened even if it is shot directly with a pistol at close range.

The door lock uses an advanced sensor door, but the sensor key is only owned by the train conductor.

The conductor's cabin has everything you need, including a bed, bathroom, and refrigerator. It can be called a small apartment.

Even the food delivery is done by dedicated personnel. In theory, the train conductor will not leave here casually, but now...

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing this scene, Zhaoyue pushed Florent away.

The bones all over his body shifted and became integrated, and his pupils were also somewhat deformed, standing upright like a reptile.

Although his arm was slender, it was like an indestructible battering ram when he swung it. He aimed at the iron sheet above the door handle and smashed it down hard.

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

Each blow was more fierce than the last, causing the surface of the iron door to collapse slightly, then become severely deformed, and finally, as the door handle was shattered, the entire door burst open.

Bang!

The alloy iron door, which was more than five centimeters thick, went from being slightly dented to bursting open in his hands in just three strokes. The rumble of the iron skin vibrated like thunder on a rainy night.

Patsy had already expected it, but this was the first time Florent had seen it in his life. He swallowed unconsciously. For the first time, he knew that the family had found such a monster.

Zhaoyue pushed open the iron door and saw pitch black. However, before he could check, a fishy wind blew in his face, and a black shadow with pupils like golden candlelight came towards him.

His eyes narrowed, and he reached out and grabbed the black figure's neck, and slammed him against the door panel, making a clanging sound, and then punched him in the back of the heart, beating him to the ground.

Entered the inner wall.

His chest was shattered, Zhaoyue pulled him out of the wall and threw him to the ground. His lower body was still in darkness, but his upper body was exposed to the light.

He was still wearing a white train conductor's uniform, but his body was severely alienated, with traces of scales and claws everywhere, and a heavy aura suddenly filled the air.

Suddenly, a rapid "click-click" sound of high-heeled shoes came from the aisle, and three pairs of bright golden eyes looked at each other, immediately frightening the visitor to the point where he did not dare to move at all.

It was a female flight attendant. She had a plump figure, her blue uniform outlined her graceful curves, her face was pretty, and she had big golden waves.

However, the three people present were not good people, nor were they people who would be deceived by such beauty. The four pairs of golden eyes gradually revealed murderous intent.

It was Florent who raised his hand and stepped forward to meet him, and then the suffocating feeling disappeared.

The female flight attendant breathed soothingly, her chest rising and falling, she held Florent's hand and said tremblingly.

"Comrade Major, Comrade...outside, outside..."

"Outside?" Florent felt bad. He left the female conductor aside and hurriedly came to the thick train glass. The sight in front of him made his eyes widen.

It was pitch black outside the window, and through the lights inside the train he could see the mist, especially the mottled walls shaking off dust, which almost made him think he had entered some kind of underground cave.

"Bang!"

The outer wall of the train suddenly seemed to be attacked by something, and the whole thing shook, accompanied by some kind of sharp and high-pitched scream, like a bloodthirsty monster discovering a living person.

"!!"

Florent backed away continuously, and suddenly a white shadow passed in front of him, and then a bone-winged monster made of white bones hit the glass, and the thick train window was even hit with fine cracks.

The monster made that sharp echo again, and its shining golden eyes showed human unwillingness.

"What is that?" Florent keenly felt that it was some kind of dragon subspecies, but he couldn't name it.

"Kamaitachi, a kind of monster described in Japanese mythology, to be precise... wind monster."

Patsy walked over slowly, holding a silver table knife in his hand, with a stern look on his face, and his whole body was as sharp as a sharp knife unsheathed.

"Hey, you won't..." Florent raised his arms and backed away. He knew that he was no match for Patsy.

Even though Zhaoyue can deal with it easily, this guy is a real "war weapon". Words such as "backbone" and "elite" cannot summarize him.

"..." Percy didn't look at him. He threw the knife in his hand directly, his golden eyes lit up, and the turbulent wind pressure swept out again. Florent was oppressed until his face turned pale, but he was not the only one who suffered.

The Kamaita outside the window had already condensed the wind element. A cunning flash appeared in its eyes, and its bone wings stretched out. But then, a silver knife came through the wind and penetrated directly through its skull.

Bone fragments scattered everywhere, the golden fire in its eyes gradually extinguished, its wings gradually solidified, and its body fell helplessly from mid-air.

"..." Florent had already recovered. He hesitated for a while and decided to ask for help.

He took a deep breath and looked at Patsy and Zhaoyue with pleading eyes.

"I hope you two can help us overcome this difficulty. The Golicina family will not forget your kindness."

Faced with his lowered head and request, Patsy did not answer. He kept a calm face and left directly.

"I still have ants to deal with. No one can take away the things that the family likes easily."

Seeing him drifting away, Florent could do nothing.

"..." He had no choice but to look at Zhaoyue, knowing that this super hybrid was his last and greatest support.

Zhaoyue did not agree immediately. He pondered for a while before saying, "I will decide the time to go to the Delta Project experimental site."

"..." Florent couldn't help but be silent for a while after hearing this. This was not something he could decide easily.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, gritted his teeth, and finally nodded solemnly, "It's a deal."

"I won't fight to the death. Once I can't resist, I will retreat." Zhaoyue added.

"I understand..." He nodded bitterly.

Zhaoyue nodded and immediately pushed open the iron door of the train.

There was a gust of wind coming towards him, but he still maintained the stitching of his keel bones, and his figure was not affected at all even by the violent wind.

The sharp screams rang in his ears again. He violently pulled off the handle of the door frame. The hollow iron pipe in his hand was thrown like a javelin as his arms shook, and like lightning, he shot down a pipe that was noisy in the wind.

The sickle.

Instead of returning to the cabin, he jumped up and pulled at the door frame, then climbed onto the roof of the car.

"Find a way to restore the train's power system!" He yelled into the cabin, and then closed the door.

He didn't know when several violent hurricanes had rolled up around him, and groups of weasels surrounded him, but he didn't panic at all, and instead laughed leisurely.

That contemptuous look was like a proud lion looking down at the hyenas surrounding him, waiting for an opportunity to act.

Fine white threads emerged from the pores on his body, his heart beat like a war drum, firelight burst out from his golden pupils, and the background of his pupils gradually became as hot and bright as molten iron.