As soon as Bai Xing walked out of the training room and was about to have dinner, she heard the alarm in the room suddenly blare.
Bai Xing was shocked and remembered what Xu Dao said.
The turmoil is about to begin?
Bai Xing opened the door. It was quiet outside and no one was in the corridor.
The alarm sound was still ringing harshly, which seemed a bit strange.
She saw that the lights at the door of all the rooms in this high-end carriage were on, indicating that they had all been rented out.
The carpets in the corridors are replaced with new ones every once in a while, and the floor is now covered with soft white shag carpets.
Just as Bai Xing was about to close the door, the teleportation elevator at the end of the corridor suddenly rang.
Her heart skipped a beat and she immediately closed the door. The other party seemed to notice it and looked over.
Perception forced through the wall and looked at the person in the corridor.
It was a man wearing glasses, who looked not tall, with his head lowered and his expression hidden in the shadows.
Anyone who has the strength to rent a high-end room is not a fool. Everyone is aware of the current chaotic situation of the train.
The man outside the door suddenly took out a huge scythe, and his limbs became slender and thin.
Countless amounts of dark green mucus suddenly secreted from his skin, overflowing onto the snow-white carpet as he moved.
There seemed to be black worm-like dots in the mucus, still vaguely squirming.
He slowly walked to the door of the room at the end, raised the sickle in his hand high, and then slashed it down!
The solid door made a loud, harsh squeaking sound.
Bai Xing's eyes suddenly shrank, and she saw a scene that she found incredible.
The door of the room actually had a shallow scratch under his scythe. Although the scratch quickly faded and the door returned to its original state, this was the first time Bai Xing saw the Doomsday Train damaged.
He seemed to be getting more and more angry, swinging the scythe faster and faster, and the door of the room gradually made an overwhelming sound.
At this time, the people in the room seemed to start to defend themselves. A prop was integrated into the door of the room, and a golden barrier spread out on the wall. The shaky door suddenly became indestructible again.
Bai Xing suddenly had a guess in his mind, whether this person was too powerful or the Doomsday Train's defense had been lowered.
She took out her dagger and slashed it on the wall.
A deep scratch appeared on the wall. The wall quickly repaired itself, and the scratch soon disappeared.
Bai Xing's eyes were serious.
She was now certain that something was wrong with the Doom Train's defense mechanisms.
If this is the case, then they, as passengers in the premium carriage, must be careful.
For the low-level carriages, these people are like fat sheep. If they attack the high-level carriages collectively, they can get a lot of good things.
She glanced at the World Channel.
Sure enough, there was already a quarrel on the World Channel, but the quarrel was probably about this train.
The alarm in the room was still ringing, and Bai Yanran was shocked after exiting the arena.
"What's going on? Has it changed?" She murmured, looking confused.
But now was not the time to think about this. She ran to Bai Xing and initiated a deal with Bai Xing.
[Passenger "Bai Yanran" presented the prop "Shield Wall"]
[Please ask if you accept it]
Bai Xing smiled and touched her head. This prop came just in time, just when it was needed.
She didn't use it immediately after getting the prop. It was a one-time, time-effective protective prop. It was best to wait until the person started attacking their door.
She looked at the slime on the ground and suddenly remembered the previous copy of "Mermaid's Wail".
A bold guess arose in her heart. The person outside the door could not be a haenyeo.
Ama can parasitize others at will and transfer her own soul. Unless all her parasites die, she herself will remain immortal.
But why did the haenyeo come to this carriage?
coincide?
I saw the haenyeo attacking the door of the last room several more times, and the people in the room gritted their teeth and used several protective tools, but the haenyeo suddenly turned around and started attacking the next door.
The person next door had heard the previous movement and was already prepared. The haenyeo chopped for a while and then suddenly changed her target.
Bai Xing felt a little confused about her behavior.
The attacks of the haenyeo seemed to be random, as if they were slashing here and there as they pleased.
Time passed by, and Bai Xing didn't know what was happening to the carriages behind her. There was a barrier between the carriages, and her perception could not pass through.
But Haenyeo still worked tirelessly to harass each house, and she saw that she had already reached the second house, which was next door to Bai Xing.
The haenyeo still wielded the sickle and struck it hard as before.
This family's resistance seemed extremely slow and unresponsive, and he didn't react until the door of the room reached the limit of its endurance.
Because each room is a separate small space, Bai Xing's perception cannot see the scene in each room.
She looked at the door and it seemed that there was no change, and there was no sign of the use of props, but when the haenyeo slashed at it again, she was unable to cause any damage to it.
The haenyeo suddenly paused. She raised her head and faced the door with an evil smile. Her eyes under the lenses were full of malice.
"I found you, Mantra."
The Ama's attacks suddenly became fast and frantic. Her mouth was split open to the base of her ears. There was more and more mucus on the ground, almost covering the Ama's ankles.
Fortunately, the slime can't get into the room.
The door of the next room is like the previous Doomsday Train. No matter how powerful the attack is, it cannot cause any damage to it.
The haenyeo was like a jackal that had locked onto its prey, her eyes filled with almost crazy excitement.
"Proverbs?" Bai Xing frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice.
"No! Yes, the truth." Bai Yanran heard Bai Xing's doubts.
Bai Xing looked at her. She had always known that Bai Yanran was not an ordinary child and she had many secrets hidden in her body. But at the same time, Bai Xing could feel that Bai Yanran had no ill intentions towards her.
In fact, Bai Yanran has been trying hard to protect her.
She once asked Bai Yanran about her past experience, but Bai Yanran was unwilling to tell.
Bai Xing was not willing to force her.
Bai Yanran only said that Bai Xing would understand when the time comes.
The little girl's expression was full of sadness. She looked at Bai Xing with nostalgia, as if she wanted to imprint her appearance in her memory forever.
Returning to reality, Bai Xing heard Bai Yanran explaining to her: "Seven Saints - Mantra, the owner of this skill has always been very mysterious. I once got some news about this skill. It is said that the owner of this skill can speak Once the spell is released, what they say is true, but this ability is too unnatural, and the owners of this skill generally have a very short life span."
