Serial Player
Chapter 908 - 565: Where Did The Fierce Bandit Come From?

Chapter 908: Chapter 565: Where Did The Fierce Bandit Come From?

In the passengers’ eyes, the train carriage seemed to be graced with a dazzling galaxy, beautiful yet perilous.

The cut by the Moon God somehow attacked all the passengers in the carriage, including the steward!

The Ghost train’s defense system was fully activated, with complex and abstruse magical arrays popping up from within the carriage.

Facing the combat inside the carriage, the carriage itself seemed to expand significantly.

Yet beneath the twinkling stars of the galaxy,

the seats within the carriage were still largely destroyed, bulbs shattered, flames lit, and even the storage cabinets for the Magic Eyes cracked. Several pairs of precious Magic Eyes at the edges were utterly ruined.

The steward watched in horror and frustration. Each pair of Magic Eyes was a treasured collection, yet this bastard hadn’t hesitated to destroy several sets before they could be sold.

"Bastard, I’ll kill you!" the steward roared in rage. He wouldn’t have interfered if it was merely a skirmish between passengers, but now this "cargo" dared to strike the Magic Eyes – that was a blatant challenge!

And... that was actually true. Those Magic Eyes were all acquired from victims; in order to preserve the vitality of the Magic Eyes and ensure their later use, they would gruesomely gouge them out from the victims.

Such things, the Moon God would never allow to exist!

The steward’s body changed in an instant, being a follower of that Divine Existence, he was endowed with the ability to transform.

His skin turned blood-red instantly, and a pair of pitch-black ram horns grew out from his forehead as crimson bat wings tore through the uniform and stretched outward.

The steward transformed into that legendary demon.

Meanwhile, the passengers, who were dodging the galaxy-like blade in terror, cursed inwardly, for they had been preemptively attacked before they could even take action.

Some passengers, upon witnessing the strength of the Moon God, didn’t hesitate to turn and leave Carriage Seven. They did not wish to die in this undeserved calamity. The "cargo" had many valuable things, but one had to be alive to claim them.

Other passengers were fueled by anger and decided not to leave, launching their attack ahead of others.

"Kill him, even if he’s a high-ranked fighter on the Battle Power Rankings, he’ll still fall in the face of an onslaught from several passengers!"

The first to strike was the man in the white suit, who had already had a grudge against the Moon God.

At this moment, he had no intention of backing down. Being a player at level 10 or above, coupled with access to the resources of train passengers, he too was an adept considered worthy of making the Startling Bell ring 15 times.

Together with the steward, the Three-eyed Skeleton, and a few other passengers who stayed, he believed they had the capability to take down the Moon God and Zhao Jiu.

It was a high-stakes gamble, but he was a gambler. Gambling with his life time and again made him into a player, and also a passenger.

And this time, if he won this bet, his strength would soar once again!

Space around his hand rippled as he took out an iron whip.

The steps he took were bizarre and mystifying.

Like a cloning technique, multiple afterimages of him wielding the whip emerged, each casting bewildering shadows of the whip.

Containing both feint and substance, it was hard to defend against.

This was, the Loulan Dance Whip!

Even if it merely grazed a player with a strong Physique, it would cut flesh and break skin. He had once used this move to whip a Buddhist Transcendent with formidable defense force to death.

As he made his move, another passenger took out a heavy crossbow aimed at the Moon God.

This crossbow, having killed a dragon, was called the dragon hunting crossbow – an Epic Level weapon.

The two other passengers who remained exchanged glances. One drew out a chain and vanished in a corner,

The other drew out a flesh-carving knife.

At the same time, the steward also leaped up, a double-handed greatsword ablaze with flames striking down at the Moon God.

"Kill him, the loot is yours," the steward bellowed furiously, "I will skin him and make a sky lantern!"

Seeing the steward leap into action, the Three-eyed Skeleton felt even more relieved. Black Fog surged around him as the Skeleton waved both hands: one producing a strangely shaped magic staff and the other, a jar.

The jar floated in midair, tilting to pour out an endless stream of black powder.

"Let me use that corpse as material then!" With a tap of the staff on the ground, the powder began to condense into black Skeleton Soldiers, seemingly without end. Even immense Skeleton Cavalry thundered out, waving their battle flags and roaring their arrival.

"Come on, face the undead disaster!"

However, the Moon God crushed the rune stone in his hand.

His Moonlight Armor grew even more intense.

As the carriage transformed, he also released his Kuafu sequence.

Moonlight Throne · Colossus!

Then, he switched his Title Skill.

Noon Killing Order!

"So, let the execution begin!" roared the Moon God, facing six alone? So what.

....

At this time, in carriage number five where Li Changhe was, a different eerie phenomenon was taking place.

The nearby passengers turned pale and backed away.

They had just witnessed humanity’s shamelessness.

Just a few minutes ago, White Deer had revealed to many passengers that Li Changhe possessed divine materials.

Potential divinity? This was a rare thing indeed.

Though it wasn’t as precious as what each [Holder] had, at least it gave the players a chance to come into contact with divinity.

Even if they couldn’t comprehend this divinity, their strength would be greatly enhanced.

As a result, many passengers wanted to trade with Li Changhe but came back empty-handed.

Gradually, some passengers began to plot. They thought about stealing or destroying Li Changhe’s train ticket.

That way, whether by killing him to get the goods or threatening him with the ticket, they could get what they wanted.

The only issue was that Li Changhe’s strength was uncertain; White Deer had only said he was very strong. It was unclear if things might backfire.

Then, at that moment, Li Changhe himself took out a train ticket from his bosom and used it like a fan to fan himself.

"Damn it, this idiot!"

The nearby passengers were thrilled, and one of them, a swift blademan, slashed Li Changhe’s ticket right out of his hand.

The second slash was aimed at Li Changhe’s neck, but he ’hastily’ dodged it.

And the next second, the blade-wielding passenger, who wanted to follow up with another strike, was dead. The equipment from his [Backpack] was scattered all over the place.

He died at the hands of a train attendant.

The reason was that the passenger had violated the rules by laying hands on another passenger.

Only then did the passengers realize that Li Changhe still had a ticket on him. The previous one was just bait to fish for troublemakers and trap a passenger.

While the passengers cursed him for his shamelessness, Li Changhe took out another ticket and tore it up in front of everyone.

This time, no one made a move.

They all looked towards the train attendant.

"What do you want to do?" The attendant was puzzled about what the guy wanted since, from what he could sense, there should be no more tickets on him.

What was he planning?

However, the next second.

He heard something that shocked him.

"Robbery!"

"Damn it, where did this bandit come from?"

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