The derailed subway overturned in the tunnel was twisted out of shape and covered in dust.
Glass shards, as well as a variety of discarded debris, were scattered on both sides of the subway tracks. The tracks had been deformed.
Xia Pingan even saw a few highly decomposed skeletal corpses, emitting a foul stench. They were buried under a section of the subway, and no one cleaned them up. Two of the corpses stretched out their hands from under the subway, trying to grab something before they died...
On the walls of the tunnel, from time to time, water droplets could be seen dripping. In this deathly silent place, the sound of the water droplets falling was somewhat terrifying. In the air here, there was a faint layer of gloomy and cold chill that made people's hair stand on end.
In this place where there was no light in the daytime, not to mention ordinary people, even those gang members would be afraid.
Xia Pingan could see clearly in this dark subway tunnel, but there was no light here. He gently waved his hand and summoned a group of fireflies. The green fireflies flashed and floated in front of and behind Xia Pingan, immediately lighting up the surroundings.
Xia Pingan sighed softly and threw out a few fireballs. The fireballs fell on the highly decomposed corpses and cremated them. Then, he reached out and took out the Soul Pacifying Banner. The Soul Pacifying Banner gently waved, scattering specks of brilliance on the corpses.
"Heaven's benevolence, the body melts with metal. Mixed and mixed, rising and falling repeatedly. Ancestral nature, deep and serene good fortune. Get wood to extract gold, gold to remove wood, no longer intruding. Transformed into a wandering soul, deep in one's heart. Hidden in the dark, traces difficult to find. Showing something from nothing, penetrating the past and the present. Calming the soul from the soul, the soul wins the soul, the gods and ghosts are praised, the kingdom of heaven... "
As Xia Pingan softly sang this ancient ballad in a low voice, a few faint figures appeared around Xia Pingan. Those people had a relieved smile on their faces. After bowing to Xia Pingan, the light and shadow faded and then disappeared.
As the light and shadow of those people disappeared, the coldness in the tunnel seemed to have lessened a lot.
Xia Pingan put away the Soul Pacifying Banner and continued to walk forward. This dark and deep tunnel covered the entire underground of Paris. It was like a huge maze, isolated from the rest of the world, and seemed to be hiding something. In the past, the French military had cleaned up the underground of demon rats and some space invaders. Part of the tunnel had been blown up.
On both sides of the tunnel, Xia Pingan saw many holes that had been dug out. Those holes did not look like they had been dug out by machines. They looked more like they had been dug out by hand. On the ground of the tunnel, he could see large pieces of bullet casings from time to time. There were also large pieces of bullet holes on the wall.
With Boy of Blessings following Sasa, Xia Pingan didn't believe that guy could escape.
After walking in the tunnel for more than half an hour, Xia Pingan revealed a faint smile. He moved his hand, and with a flash of light, the longsword of Engraved Boat Qiujian appeared in his hand. After more than ten seconds, spots of blood-red light appeared in the darkness ahead. Rustling sounds came from the ground of the tunnel. In the darkness, more than twenty ferocious demon rats appeared in front of Xia Pingan, blocking his way and approaching him bit by bit.
Bloody eyes, separated teeth, still the same as before!
Having not seen such things for a long time, Xia Pingan felt a bit familiar with them.
Xia Pingan smiled...
At this moment, a demon rat charged at Xia Pingan while biting Xia Pingan's neck with its sharp teeth.
He stabbed out his long sword and cut off half of the demon rat's head, killing it in a split second. Before that demon rat fell to the ground, Xia Pingan had already teleported it into his space-teleportation warehouse. These demon rats could be used to make some medicinal pills, so he didn't want to waste them.
The other demon rats rushed towards Xia Pingan. Xia Pingan rushed forward while his long sword flashed a cold light in the darkness. His orange coat was fluttering in the wind. Under Xia Pingan's rapid advance, Xia Pingan drew a cold line in the air.
When the light faded away, all the 20-odd demon rats in front of Zhang Tie had disappeared as if they had never appeared before.
Killing them and teleporting them into the space-teleportation warehouse.
Xia Pingan continued to walk forward. After walking for another two or three kilometers, a complicated underground crossing appeared here. This was a completely abandoned subway station. The underground passage here had two floors, with different tunnels leading to different seven directions.
If an ordinary person were to come here, they would definitely be caught off guard. However, Xia Pingan only smiled coldly. The long sword in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning. Like a javelin, it fiercely flew out and sank into a wall behind the abandoned subway platform.
The long sword was inserted halfway into the wall, buzzing and trembling. Then, blood gushed out from the place where the sword was inserted.
"Boom …" The wall suddenly shattered.
The figure of Sasa, the leader of the Doomsday Gang, was exposed from behind the shattered wall. Xia Pingan's long sword flew out and hit him right in the heart.
He held the long sword with both hands and walked out step by step. His eyes were blood-red and his face was ferocious. As he walked out, he pulled the long sword out of Sasa's heart. He kept spitting out blood. Then, Sasa's physical body seemed to be split open by something. From head to toe, it shattered bit by bit and turned into an empty skin bag. Like a python shedding its skin, it fell to the ground. A monster stretched out from his body bit by bit. Finally, it became a monster that was more than three meters tall. There was a row of protruding bone spurs on its spine. It had a long tail that was more than one meter long, propped on the ground, and its head was like a horizontally flattened spindle.
The monster's body was covered in black scales, and the scales were covered in disgusting mucus. The monster's huge mouth was two feet long, and its mouth was filled with teeth that were as sharp as a file.
"Roar …" The monster roared at Xia Pingan. The terrifying sound echoed throughout the subway station, bringing with it a fishy wind.
The three-meter-tall monster was like a giant compared to Luo An's size. It stood in front of Xia Pingan and waved its pince-like forelimbs. It was full of oppression and was eager to try.
"A complete Brain-Eating Insect … Sure enough … It's the people of the Demon Eye … They really are everywhere …" Xia Pingan shook his head slightly as he looked at the monster that had transformed into a monster.
The Brain-Eating Insect pounced on Xia Pingan with a terrifying aura.
Xia Pingan didn't even bother to move. He just stomped his foot on the ground. A flame rolled out from the ground like a ripple. With Xia Pingan as the center, it spread out in all directions. There was no blind spot, no gap. In the air, on the ground, and underground, there was only one thing — fire …
…
A second later, it was all over.
The complete Brain-Eating Insect had disappeared, only a little dust was left on the ground.
More than twenty meters away, an abandoned vending machine turned into dark red molten iron and slowly flowed on the ground. The surrounding high temperature on the ground was slowly fading away …
The sudden flame and high temperature just now seemed to have never appeared.
"Done …" Xia Pingan clapped his hands and immediately returned to the subway station.
…
Walking out of the subway station, he came to the street outside. The Arc de Triomphe not far away, as a landmark of Paris, was particularly clear.
Although it was a different Earth, some things had a huge inertia and were exactly the same.
Paris was strangely quiet tonight, after the violent uproar.
"Come out. You've been following me since the People's Square. Don't hide …" Xia Pingan said to the surrounding people.
After Xia Pingan said this, a shadow twisted and walked out from the shadows at the corner of the street behind him. She had long black hair, black eyes, fiery red lips, snow-white skin, a black leather windbreaker, long boots, a curvaceous body, and a holster on her thigh. She was beautiful and sexy, and she had the aura of a Rank-3 summoner.
Xia Pingan had noticed before. The reason why he let this woman follow him was because her face was inexplicably familiar. It reminded him of a friend.
"Sir, you've saved the Chinese community in the 11th district tonight. How should I address you?" The woman asked directly in Chinese.
Xia Pingan glanced at the woman's face. The more he looked, the more similar they were. Not only did this woman look similar, even her temperament was the same, cold and arrogant. He did not answer the woman's question, but asked directly, "You can call me Luo An!"
Luo An, this name was very unfamiliar. It had never stopped. It was impossible for such a strong person to be unknown. Could it be an alias?
The female summoner who had just appeared was thinking in her heart. Xia Pingan's next question made her face change.
"By the way, is your surname Fang?"
The woman's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, "Ah, how did you know?"
Xia Pingan almost could not help but slap his own head. He continued to ask, "Do you have a sister called Fang Lingshan?"
The woman was shocked. This Luo An actually knew about her sister. She was even more puzzled, "Who are you? How do you know about me?"
"You haven't answered my question yet."
Out of respect for Xia Pingan's strength, the woman took a deep breath and calmed herself down, "Yes, I have a sister called Fang Lingshan. My name is Fang Lingxuan. Do you know my sister?"
"Uh... I've heard of her!"
Xia Pingan smiled bitterly. The world was too small. He did not expect Fang Lingshan to have a sister in Paris. She had been guarding the Chinese community in the 11th district of Paris.
You've heard of her? Fang Lingyin looked at Xia Pingan with a puzzled expression. She could clearly hear the perfunctory tone in Xia Pingan's words. He had only heard of her sister, yet he could recognize her. Who was he trying to fool? This person should be very familiar with her sister, which was why he could recognize her from her face. But it was very strange. Lingshan had never said that she knew such an expert.
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