As soon as the siren sounded.
Huai Shi, who was next to Andrea, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Amidst the panicked and chaotic students, a clear voice rang out. The hut in the woods, who was still sleeping soundly, was awakened. He propped himself up like a bug and looked at the birdcage in shock.
The cage was opened?
By who?
Then, something that made his scalp tingle happened in front of his eyes.
In the birdcage, the cold source substance that was bound by countless dreams trembled slightly. It was as if death after condensing into a substance began to boil again.
After losing control, the nuclear power plant went crazy. After all the coolant was burned dry, the crazy core began to melt, radiating thousands of times more ferocious and cruel.
In a daze, Lin Shijiu had a strange illusion. It was as if a seemingly eternal dream was shattered, and then, something in the dream began to wake up …
Behind the black cloth, one pair, two pairs, three pairs … Countless scarlet eyes emerged from the darkness like a bloody nebula. The black cloth began to change shape and rapidly expanded.
"Get down!!!"
Without hesitation, Lin Shijiu shouted at Yuan Yuan, and then his whole body fell to the ground.
In the next moment, the black cloth was torn apart by countless sharp beaks.
As thousands of pairs of gray mist wings spread out, high-pitched and sharp chirps echoed throughout the train. When the cage of dreams suddenly opened, flickering lights rose to the ceiling of the carriage.
And under the illumination of those flickering lights, the swaying tide gushed out from the cage, and a hurricane rose.
Yuan Yuan subconsciously raised his hand to block in front of his eyes. Then, he felt a mighty tide sweep past him.
One after another, cold and fleeting silhouettes quickly appeared, rising from the spreading fog tide. They flapped their wings, lowered their scarlet eyes, and cast an indifferent gaze on the mortal world.
In the blink of an eye, the crow tide spread, swept past everyone, and covered every carriage, arrogantly looking down on all the panicked students.
Being looked at by such cold and cruel eyes, the originally restless and chaotic atmosphere quickly froze.
When Lin Shijiu on the ground finally turned over with difficulty and climbed out of the sleeping bag, he saw those scarlet eyes looking at him.
With a hint of judgment and consideration.
The hut in the forest was stunned.
Soon, the flock of crows coldly moved their gazes away and looked at the source of the rustling sound behind the cabin.
A trace of anticipation gradually appeared in his scarlet eyes.
They silently spread their wings, moved their sharp claws, and raised their sharp beaks. Under the light, a cold gleam of steel appeared.
He waited quietly.
Waiting for the food to arrive, waiting for them to obediently climb into his plate.
When countless venomous spiders crawled out from the cracks, they saw those eyes filled with mockery and malevolence.
In the short period of silence, other than the sharp chirps, there were no disturbances or disputes.
All the Crow restrained their impulses, shook their wings, stepped on their sharp claws, and looked at the food in front of them, waiting patiently.
At the end of the carriage, the young man with his back facing the fog waved his hand indifferently.
In that instant, the feast of Taotie began.
Accompanied by thousands of high-pitched screeches, the gloomy fog instantly swallowed the endless stream of spiders. In the areas covered by the fog, one could vaguely see the cruel flapping of wings, claws, and beaks.
Viscous liquid and broken limbs and organs constantly fell from the fog.
They quickly shriveled, disintegrating into pieces of paper before they hit the ground.
The intruders with malicious intentions were swiftly judged. Their limbs were ripped off, their carapaces were torn off, their eyes were pecked out, and their stomachs were torn apart.
The Venomous Spirits attached to the origami wailed silently as they were swallowed up by the fog.
Only the nine hanging lights silently soared within the carriage, coldly collecting the scattered Origin Substances and casting them into an eternal dream.
The Holding Candle Crow coldly patrolled the battlefield, looking down at the battlefield.
A staggering figure flashed by, and then quickly disappeared, hiding in the darkness.
Under the raincoat, Quinn was already drenched in sweat. His face was pale, and he suppressed the urge to pant.
He felt as if hundreds of bird beaks had suddenly burrowed into his brain, stirring up his brain. His vision began to darken.
Even though they were origami, the Spirits attached to them came from the army contract he had signed with the Infernal Realm. His Origin Substances were regularly raised, and there was a faint connection between them. This was the only way he could control them as he wished.
But now, these Crow's attacks were actually able to follow the connection between them and affect Quinn's body, transmitting the crushing pain to him. This caused him to feel fear from the bottom of his heart.
The spider wave tactic, which had always been successful, had suddenly suffered such a setback.
Very quickly, however, a mocking smile appeared on his face.
Eat, eat as much as you want. Eat as much as you want. Even if they haven't evolved into Human-Faced Spiders yet and are still young, the Origin Substances in their bodies have already undergone a qualitative change and become extremely poisonous.
The amount of Origin Substance produced by a single spider was enough to kill an entire building's worth of people.
The more they ate, the faster they would die.
Even though he didn't know what kind of strange species these Crow were, there was no doubt that a lethal dose had already accumulated in their bodies. Perhaps even the person who raised them had already been infected.
As he laughed coldly, he endured the pain and once again activated the spider wave.
The sharp pain from the needles caused him to fall into a momentary daze. His movements couldn't help but slow down slightly. Countless thoughts rose and fell in his mind, colliding with each other.
"Holy!"
Boom!
The Mountain Monarch roared, and its giant sword whistled through the air.
It struck nothing but air.
In an instant, Yuan Yuan's sword burst forth. After traveling a few dozen meters, it tore through the seats and floorboards like a hot knife through butter, nailing itself deep into the cabin's planks.
Everyone was stunned and looked at her in astonishment.
"What's wrong?" Lin Shijiu asked.
"Was I mistaken?"
The girl in the gray dress frowned, thinking back to the strange voice that had suddenly appeared in the cabin. She turned around and instructed, "Everyone return to your positions and follow the rules regarding abnormal situations. Before Teacher returns, form groups and wait for rescue. Unless it's absolutely necessary, don't run around the cabin. "
As she spoke, she pulled out her giant sword and stood at the entrance of the cabin, holding the overly large sword and guarding the door.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they saw the slender figure standing out first.
At this critical moment, someone had to stand up and make a difference.
No matter who stood up to take on this responsibility, the others shouldn't be a hindrance at this time.
The impetuous atmosphere in the cabin quickly dissipated. Peace was restored under the patrolling and hunting of the crows. When they came back to their senses, they began to treat the students who had been accidentally bitten by the spiders.
Order was restored.
Like a phantom, they swept past Yuan Yuan. Quinn's hand under his raincoat twitched, but he put it down resentfully. He didn't do anything to the group of students.
Instead, he looked at where Andrea was.
Two curved blades silently slid out from the sheaths on his back and waist …
.
"Spider Wave Tactic."
After the spiders invaded the cabin, Andrea rummaged through the wreckage in front of her. She took out a pair of tweezers and picked up a piece of floral paper. She nodded in understanding. "Seems like an old friend."
"You know him?" Huai Shi next to her asked.
"Harley Quinn, the clown in the troupe, a very difficult guy."
Andrea threw away the tweezers directly, got up and patted the dust on her hands. "He should have mixed into the cabin now. You should be careful. That guy is the grandmaster of the French Fencing Association. If you don't pay attention, it's easy to —"
Before her voice faded away, a sharp iron light pierced through the torn cabin panel like a meteor and flew toward her.
Just like flowers blooming in an instant, the blade moved erratically, making it difficult to see the trajectory. But in the armpit, it slashed toward Andrea's throat.
And the one faster than him was Huai Shi.
The banner appeared out of thin air and fell. The rolling darkness instantly expanded and swallowed everything around.
The Burial Sanctuary descended here.
The Crow holding the candle rose from the darkness and flew down toward Harley Quinn.
At the moment when the darkness swept, Quinn's vision turned black, and he couldn't help but twitch.
A spasm of fear.
There was a great panic rising from his consciousness, as if he once again saw the endless blood color rising rapidly with the fierce outline of the abyss. Thousands of evil eyes cast an indifferent glance at him.
The scene from his nightmare appeared again.
It shocked his consciousness.
And after he reacted, he didn't hesitate and quickly retreated.
The Crow's blade-like wings had already torn his raincoat, leaving a deep cut on his arm.
He staggered back and disappeared into the air with difficulty.
The sound of the sand barrier breaking came, and it was obvious that it couldn't hold on for long.
Quinn, who still had lingering fear, looked at the young man in the rolling darkness. His eyes were full of vigilance — so many Origin Substances, and he still didn't die?
Soon, small eyes and deformed pieces of flesh quickly grew out of the itchy wound and answered his question.
The Abyss Poison parasitized his wound and began to spread quickly.
The other party was more poisonous than him!
Harley Quinn gritted his teeth, pulled out the curved blade, and slashed.
An arm separated from the arm.
But when it fell to the ground, it turned into half a colorful sleeve.
He was obviously seriously injured, and his face was getting paler.
But when he raised his head, there was an exaggerated Roman mask on his face. The corners of the mask's mouth curled up, as if it was a perpetual playful smile.
But under the mask, there was a murderous look in his eyes.
In the narrow space of the carriage, there were so many students here. They were living hostages, which naturally restricted Andrea. Even if she could easily burn him to ashes with her terrifying firepower in a head-on confrontation, she absolutely couldn't use her power unscrupulously here.
Therefore, the one who posed the greatest threat to him was that unfamiliar young man ….
If he guessed correctly, he was the one who summoned the crows.
In his mind, he quickly compared countless Stigmata information, and finally locked onto the Celestial genealogy. The characteristics of Young Master Ming were too obvious.
That banner was proof enough.
Stigmata focused on auxiliary and servile types. There were probably more legions hidden in the darkness … But that was to say, once his legion was bypassed, the young man would be the easiest target here.
On the mask, his smile became more and more ferocious.
The curved sword spread out like wings under the raincoat.
It flew up!
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