NABC Chapter 259 The Time Thief of Carriage No. 2
Chapter 259 The Time Thief of Carriage No. 2
Chapter 259 The Time Thief of Carriage Number Two
The burly man and the female office worker stared at the bone fragment in his hand, saying nothing, but secretly horrified.
Besides the bone fragment in the boy's hand, there was a pile of similar objects lying on the ground, silently telling the story of what had happened not long ago.
"If we hadn't used a trick, the monster in carriage eight would have given us a run for our money. If that's the case, how strong must the monster in carriage six have been in life?"
The boy spoke to himself, his eyes filled with seriousness, occasionally flashing with a sharp glint.
He attempted to use his supernatural powers to recreate the monster's past experiences.
A light, seemingly from nowhere, shone on his retina, and scenes from the past in carriage number six replayed and sped up in his eyes.
A monster resembling a reptile, yet composed of countless skulls, entered the boy's field of vision. It perched on the walls and the top of the carriage, waiting like a hunter for the next intruder.
Suddenly, the door between carriages six and seven opened, and two blurry figures walked in. For some reason, the boy couldn't see them clearly, and could only barely make out that they were a man and a woman.
The skeletal crawler swooped down, about to devour the man's skull, but the man's only response was a simple punch.
The boy's heart raced instinctively. He expected to witness a scene of bloodshed, but to his surprise, the next moment, as the man's fist struck the reptile, a loud thud suddenly rang out.
The reptile shattered into pieces, and the scene before the boy's eyes vanished into thin air, leaving only his dazed mind, which took a long time to recover.
"Uh, what a terrifying man. He was able to kill a monster with a single punch... Even the afterimage he left behind still possessed such power."
Recalling the last scene, the boy suddenly shuddered. If he remembered correctly, it seemed that the last image of the man had glanced at him.
He knew that if he frequently uttered the name of a deity, there was a high probability that the deity would notice him. Similarly, if he peered into the remnants left behind by a deity, he was also likely to be sensed by the deity corresponding to those remnants.
Could it be that the man is actually a chosen one who will achieve godhood?
"What are you babbling about?" The burly man waved his hand in front of him, frowned, and realized that something was wrong with him. He wondered if he should slap him to wake him up.
Just as his large hand was about to make intimate contact with the boy, the boy broke free from his daze, jumped back, and just missed the large hand.
"Oh, you're awake now?"
The burly man raised an eyebrow and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.
The boy nodded expressionlessly. "You're awake now. Also, next time you encounter a situation like this, don't just slap me."
He paused, then added, "If you really have to hit someone, don't hit their face."
The two remained silent. The female office worker pressed on, "Judging from your actions just now, you were probably using the Dark Light Council's afterimage tracking. Did you see anything?"
In fact, through the extraordinary means they used, the three of them were able to roughly determine the corresponding forces of each side.
Based on the unusual light in the boy's eyes, the two concluded that he came from a chosen faction called the Dark Light Council.
The Dark Light Council is composed of members who are all proficient in the arts of light, adept at manipulating memories, and whose eyes often flash with a glint visible to the naked eye.
For example, the young man in front of them, upon hearing the female office worker's words, had his eyes light up again and recounted the scene he had just witnessed.
"A chosen one who has seemingly completed the path to godhood?" The burly man's expression was serious. "This is the first time I've heard of a chosen one who has completed the path to godhood... No wonder he woke up so long before us."
"What's wrong with the Evolution Game? How did it match three people of similar skill levels with a chosen one of God?" The female office worker frowned.
The boy shrugged helplessly. "How would I know? But having two Chosen Ones stronger than us infiltrate might not be a bad thing. At least they can help us find our way forward."
He got up from the ground and turned to look at the carriage in front of him.
"I propose that we continue exploring forward."
Both the burly man and the female office worker agreed with the suggestion, since the front carriages had already been explored and were much safer than the back ones.
Furthermore, they all have their own insider channels and are already familiar with the "Train to the Underworld" instance.
"In the past, every chosen one who boarded the train escaped successfully thanks to the 'door'."
The boy talked as he walked.
"Presumably, the Brotherhood of the Crucible and the Cult of the Holy Marksman have inside information on this matter, right?"
The burly man nodded, while the female office worker smiled but remained silent.
"The door exists inside a special monster. Only by passing through it can we leave. And the location of that monster is not fixed."
After saying that, the boy carefully pushed open the carriage door, and after observing and confirming that there was no ambush behind the door, he stepped into carriage number five.
A stench wafted over them, and a crimson expanse came into view. Even though the three were seasoned Chosen Ones, they couldn't help but frown slightly when they saw the scene in carriage number five.
After a long pause, the young man said softly, "It seems that the escape method I mentioned earlier has completely failed. What exactly are those two Chosen Ones trying to do?"
In carriage number three, Mo Di wrinkled his nose, a premonition of being spoken ill of rose in his heart.
Su Youli looked at him as if they were telepathically connected. "Were you being spied on?"
"Yes, and those three brats even talked bad about us."
He glanced at the minced meat on the ground and simply used his restoration aura to turn it into a pile of liquid.
This is the fourth monster the two have encountered. Like the ones in the previous carriages, it is a monster pieced together from the remains of former passengers.
Inside carriage number five was a bloated, stitched-up corpse, almost as wide as the entire carriage, with a door embedded in its abdomen.
Upon seeing the two, the stitched-together corpse did not attack immediately. Instead, it blocked the path to the next carriage and explained that the door inside its abdomen led to the outside.
It seemed to have discerned the relationship between the two and greedily offered to open the door inside its belly, but on the condition that only one of them could survive and the other would become its food.
Without a second thought, Mo Di and Su Youli activated the witch factor within their bodies, while Su Youli unleashed the icy light of ice, hacking the stitched corpse into a pile of ice shards.
The stitched-up corpse blocked their way, and as for the door that remained, whether it was still usable or not was none of their concern.
In carriage number four, they encountered a monster's lair that resembled the "Famine" spider's nest, but was far more gruesome.
Blood-red spiderwebs connected the floor, walls, and the roof of the carriage, with blood-red cocoons on the ground, each containing countless small monsters in the process of gestation.
Besides the cocoon, the spider web also contained many human-faced spiders with strange patterns. As soon as Modi entered the carriage, he startled them.
The blood cocoon burst open, and spiders swarmed towards the two.
Subsequently, Modi activated his "temperature manipulation" ability, and the high temperature cooked all the insects. The aroma of roasted meat still lingers in the fourth carriage to this day.
As expected, upon arriving at carriage number three, Mo Di and Su Youli encountered another monster.
Unlike the previous two, which could communicate, this monster was a crimson obelisk made of flesh and blood.
The scarlet obelisk blocked the carriage door. Although it had no offensive capability, it continuously emitted strange radiation and mental pollution.
Modi released a Blood God Child out of curiosity, while he and Su Youli hid behind the force field shield to observe the effects of the radiation emitted by the obelisk.
A few minutes later, under the watchful eyes of the two, the Blood God Child began to transform.
First, his genetic chain collapsed, and the Blood God's cells began to die, his flesh peeling away inch by inch. Then, with the intervention of some unknown force, his genetic chain was altered, forming another structural form.
Even at this moment, the Blood God Child was still able to maintain his composure; the obelisk's spiritual pollution had no effect on him in the face of his unwavering will.
However, his life form then underwent an irreversible transformation.
The Blood God Child's body displayed many genetic characteristics that Modi had never collected. The radiation emitted by the obelisk made him a chimera of different genes.
Compared to the seven-headed red dragon form that Mordi usually uses, this chimeric form is more disordered, and the abilities of many genes cannot be fully utilized, making it redundant and complicated.
Even the most useless flesh sculptor in the Blood God Cult couldn't create something like this. If anyone actually managed to make one, they would be nailed to the pillar of shame.
Apart from certain genes having some value, the entire body obtained through the interference of the obelisk is, to put it mildly, completely useless.
Modi simply ordered it to dissolve on its own to avoid leaving a dark history in the world.
He had roughly figured out the radiation effects of the Crimson Obelisk, and with further contact, he also deciphered the gene pool inside the obelisk.
Ultimately, the crimson obelisk, now worthless, was ruthlessly discarded by him, following in the footsteps of the monsters in the first three carriages.
Su Youli carefully avoided the liquid on the ground, gripping Mo Di's clothes tightly with one hand, and suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, how did the former passengers turn into monsters?"
"Well... that's probably related to the train's final stop."
Modi crossed one arm over his chest and rested the other on his chin. This was information he had gathered on the Chosen Ones forum, for which he had paid a considerable price, mainly in the form of his knowledge of occultism.
Although he only stayed on Xuanxing for seven days, he had already accumulated a vast amount of knowledge of magic and mysticism before he arrived there, which were his resources.
Because he sold a large amount of occult knowledge in just seven days, all the chosen ones of Xuanxing knew that there was an occult expert who was acquiring copy information.
Privately, the chosen ones on the forum also called him the "mystical tycoon," and many forces secretly contacted him, requesting to buy the various books in his possession.
Through the trade, he obtained a wealth of information, not only about the dungeons but also about the evolution game.
"According to a faction called the Dark Light Council, the final destination of the Train to the Underworld is suspected to be deeply connected to the Evolution Game. Every passenger who gets lost on the train will eventually arrive there."
Although by the time they arrived, their minds had likely been worn away by the long years, leaving only a few obsessions.
"What changed them was not the train itself, but the train's final stop."
As he spoke, Modi pushed open the carriage door and stepped into carriage number two.
Once they enter the cockpit, the truth may emerge; even if they don't find it, they'll simply leave via a dimensional portal.
"What's that?" Su Youli followed him closely and saw a figure sitting with its back to them, and she couldn't help but frown.
The figure was roughly humanoid, but its head was completely covered by a helmet, and its body was wrapped in a black garment, with no skin showing, making it difficult to tell whether it was a human or a monster.
Modi narrowed his eyes, about to step forward to negotiate, when his steps suddenly faltered, his vision went black for a moment, and then returned to normal.
He quickly glanced around out of the corner of his eye, then checked the distance between them through his connection with Su Youli. His brain worked at lightning speed, and he came to a conclusion.
"My time was stolen by one second."
In that brief moment, he felt as if he had been excluded from this world, unable to make any effective interventions in the outside world.
That sense of emptiness, though it had no effect on him as an immortal who frequently crossed dimensions, could lead to an unexpected incident in that one second of emptiness.
Su Youli felt the same way; a second of her time had also been stolen.
The source of all this is likely the motionless figure in the seat.
Just as Modi was about to take action, everything went black again, and a familiar sense of emptiness washed over him, enveloping his entire body.
"Tsk, time-based abilities, what a nuisance."
In the instant he was excluded from the world, Mordy quickly engaged in a great deal of thinking, and using the prophetic abilities of the witch factor in conjunction with his own prophetic arts, he clearly saw a glimpse of the future.
However, the fragments he saw were flickering, clearly indicating that his time was being stolen from him.
"I need to think of a way. Spells? I remember there's a spacetime anchor, but I'm not familiar with that spell and can't cast it instantly. Witch factors? No, I don't have any suitable abilities in my witch factor library."
Back on the train, Mo Di took the opportunity to exchange a lot of information with Su Youli. At the same time, the black figure in the seat stood up.
"If neither magic nor witch genes can do it, why not try a dragon's roar?" Su Youli suggested. "I remember there's a dragon's roar that can freeze everything within its range, achieving an effect similar to stopping time."
"Maybe it will work. I'll try it next time."
Modi had just finished delivering the message when everything went black again.
When the familiar carriage reappeared, the black figure was less than two meters away from him.
"Heh, trying to play 'Red Light, Green Light' with me?" Mo Di sneered, charging fiercely towards the figure.
Beside her, Su Youli roared out the dragon language at top speed.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, leaving only her and Modi, who was on the whitelist, unaffected.
At the same moment, Modi approached the black figure, and with a wave of his hand, several gaps opened, cruelly dismembering the black figure.
During the stillness, the black figure forcefully moved its fingers, seemingly trying its best to resist the power of the dragon's roar.
However, even though he could steal time, he was powerless in the face of this predicament. When time resumed its flow, he was dismembered into several pieces and disappeared without a trace.
Su Youli unleashed several sword energies, continuing to slice through the fragments on the ground. Only after confirming that her time had not been stolen again did she stop.