This is not an empty train at all.
This train heading into the depths of the world is full of passengers.
The vast Huangquan scenery outside the car window seems to have some kind of restrictive effect on these passengers.
In this world of the dead, they seem to be unable to cause fights. They are just like passengers, sitting in their seats. He allowed the scorched yellow sky to shine through him, illuminating his distorted internal organs.
In such a scene, even Sean had to calm down.
"Let's go." The oath torch floating beside him was still bright, "We are almost at the front of the car."
The carriages are not endless - if that existence is "collected" along the railway network, then it is conceivable that the deepest and most primitive carriages of this train are only from the train that was first opened in the Northern New World.
Outside the window, there was a burnt-yellow ocean with no end in sight, and a heavily rusted ship was sailing on the ocean.
The sound of the whistle was heard, and Sean and the others finally passed through the last carriage.
In front of me is the locomotive of this strange train.
It is much larger than an ordinary locomotive. It is located in the front and provides huge power, like a black church.
However, this church did not open its doors to Sean and others.
Even if you look at it from the inside, you can find that the shape and texture of the front of the car are very strange.
In terms of shape, it looks like a cross-section of a mass grave - there are many skeletons embedded in the soil.
Judging from the texture, it is not loess, but a black and shiny metal.
Most of these skeletons embedded in the gate are symmetrical, and some even have strange distortions.
On the front door of the car, the black gold skeleton forms a radiating composition like sunlight, and in the center of the door is a black sun with distorted light.
"Black sun?" Sean couldn't help but frown - this was obviously a symbol or totem.
What made him a little uneasy was that he had no idea what this black sun symbolized.
"I'm going to try to open this door." Sean turned around and said, then led his teammates to take a few steps back.
The door leading to the locomotive will obviously only be opened with the permission of a certain being.
If it were Sean in the past, he might be helpless standing in front of this door.
However, now he has the same level of power as this spirit.
As long as he outputs power beyond this restriction towards the gate, he can forcefully break it open!
Once again, using the abilities of the "Homeward Scroll", Sean mobilized the spiritual power of his teammates.
He closed his eyes, and the eyes opened in the center of a haunted farm thousands of kilometers away.
As soon as Shawshank Rogers opened his eyes, he moved from the lounge on the second floor to the lady's shrine underground in the mansion.
There was a cage in his palm, and the brightness of dozens of candle flames increased: "I need your power."
People who were busy everywhere in New Testament City seemed to have felt the call of God deep in their hearts. They closed their eyes and opened their hearts...
On the strange train, a dim candle burned behind Sean, and there were even a few silver flames in it.
Sean stretched his hands forward, facing the black sun, and expressed his will to open it.
Above the black door, the black sun vibrated in the curved light.
A gentleman who was not here was holding a pen and writing words on the paper. He looked at the period that had just been marked on the paper and became trance-like.
"Can the spiritual core be forcibly opened?"
The man stared at the ink dot with slightly surprised eyes.
In his eyes, the ordinary ink spots turned into the vibrating black sun on the train.
With a crisp sound, the black sun cracked like a black gem.
The restriction at the core of the spirit world was forcibly opened, the black door slowly opened, and the double doors blocked the scene of the underworld like a sky curtain.
"No matter what's inside," Sean turned his head, his eyes calm, "Don't panic."
The Shimmering Sea walked in first.
Only after he got used to the darkness inside did Sean see clearly the layout inside the core.
This is more like a weird hall than a locomotive.
This black hall continues the design at the entrance - black metal bones and skeletons are pieced together into the wall like fossils.
Huge black ribs like a curtain formed the wall.
The deformed head looks like the remains of a fallen god, staring at the entrant in the air.
Everything makes this place look like an axis of heresy, but there are still some things that exist, pointing out the true purpose of this place——
A huge furnace was embedded in the opposite wall, and a deformed giant without eyes was pouring wailing souls into the furnace.
A furnace that burns souls. The "power source" of this train.
The two "boilermen" had no interest in the intruders. Apparently, their job was just to keep the boilers burning.
As for intruders, someone will naturally deal with such matters.
In front of the huge boiler, there was a figure with an obvious sense of oppression.
In the green flames burning from the soul, the huge figure turned back.
The dark smoke seemed to be his thick beard, and his eyes were reminiscent of the black sun mark.
On the head of this giant creature was a chief's hat.
Apparently, he is the "conductor" of this train.
"This is not a place where passengers should come." A voice filled with smoke warned Sean's group.
"We are not passengers," Sean unleashed the majesty of the Immortal God King, allowing his power to compete with the opponent's. "We are here to stop this train."
Seemingly surprised by the intruder's boldness, the conductor turned around and said, "Mortal, do you know where the destination of this train is?"
Sean shrugged: "Traveling through the depths of the world, naturally you won't go to any place with beautiful scenery."
"Of course she should travel here - the destination of this train is to infinitely 'get closer to death'!" The conductor seemed like darkness itself, "Death is her name, and she is my Lord's treasure!"
"Who is your master?" After possessing the spirit world and his own faith, Sean is hardly affected by this level of intimidation. "Why would he 'treasure' such a thing?"
If you look at it from the outside at this time, you can see a huge locomotive like a black church, pulling an almost invisible end of the carriage, driving on a track that is raised on the ground.
And outside this train, there is the sea called Huangquan with mist floating in it, the suffering mountain peaks stared at by the angel of death, the surging blood waterfall, and the strange abyss where howls are heard...
This place is closer to the depths than "Undercurrent Street".
Inside the locomotive, the conductor's huge face showed a smile without any trace of humanity.
"Mortals, you are always curious...
"But you have forgotten,
"Curiosity is never a virtue."
Black smoke flows over him
On the wall, those black metal skeletons began to break free...
