The train lay silently on the tracks, like a giant snake lurking in the night.
A group of passengers spit out from the snake's mouth and lined up in the snow.
Dean consciously fell to the end of the line and looked up.
A strong business man led the team, and Sean held a flashlight to maintain order. "Everyone, please follow closely. In addition, pay attention to your steps and be careful of falling. I will use the flashlight to give you light."
"Look for the driver first." The business man walked to the front of the car, "Maybe they went to the forest to smoke?"
"It's not like smoking. There used to be an elk lying here, but now it's gone." The Indian walking in second place looked at the blood stains under the track and said, turned around and pointed, "Maybe it was not hit by the car and was struggling. He got up and fled into the forest, and was pursued by two drivers.”
Everyone looked in the direction of the bloodstain, and the dark forest trees made a rustling sound in the gentle breeze, like the whisper of a devil.
The youngest girl shrank her shoulders and took the hand of the woman next to her. "Mom, I'm scared. I don't want to go in."
"Don't be afraid, there are so many uncles and aunties here." The beautiful mother held her daughter in her arms to comfort her.
"Sweetheart, I promise to protect you." The business man touched her little head and handed her a gummy, "Just treat her like a winter camper. It's absolutely safe."
"You are such a reliable gentleman." The woman couldn't help showing her gratitude, and the business man grinned slightly as he enjoyed her admiring gaze.
"Ahem...Everyone, you'd better think about it again." Dean looked at the innocent little girl and glanced at everyone's eyes one by one. "Walking through the forest in darkness, there is no place to hide when you encounter danger. Stay here. It’s safest in the carriage.”
The Indian immediately sneered when he heard this, "Bai is so big and so timid, no wonder he would stand with this useless ticket collector. Is there any danger, vampire?"
"Stop arguing!" the business man emphasized, "it is safe for everyone to go together, and must not be separated."
The people in the team obviously trusted the business man more. They followed him through the bushes and walked into the dense and dense fir forest.
Dean shrugged and followed.
The light grew dimmer.
The moonlight shines through the cracks in the forest, following the footsteps of everyone,
There was a long line of footprints left in the snow, as if they were walking deep in the dark clouds.
"Everyone, don't be so nervous as if you were robbing a bank late at night," the business man joked, looking around with alert eyes, "Let's talk about something lighter."
"Don't you think this is very romantic?" The woman in the white shirt folded up the yellow woolen coat outside. "On a winter night, hiking through the quiet forest is an experience that will only appear in poetry and novels, and will be remembered for a lifetime. .When we are old, we can sit by the fireplace, knitting sweaters, and tell this story to our grandchildren.”
The scene described by the woman made everyone feel relieved a little.
"It's a pity that my boyfriend is not here." The punk girl said regretfully, "Otherwise, we could have brought a tent and camped in the forest."
"It's an innocent and beautiful fantasy, but it's not comfortable at all," the old man with rosacea breathed heavily while being supported by the thin old lady. "My old bones haven't had such a strenuous exercise in many years."
Dean suddenly slowed down while listening to the crowd's discussion.
Wisps of strange aura wandered between the towering ancient trees, which was consistent with the aura that originally wrapped around the elk corpse. It was divided into more than a dozen strands and spread in the depths of the darkness.
There are also two fresh bloody smells, like light red ribbons, extending in the direction of the team's march.
Dean moved his nose and confirmed that it was fresh human blood, just three hundred meters ahead.
Sure enough, the team walked for less than two minutes.
The leading business man suddenly stopped and made a quiet gesture. He looked up and looked ahead. There were several long black shadows faintly swaying in the air, like swing ropes.
"Sean, shine the flashlight, quick!"
"What's wrong?"
People noticed something was wrong with his tone and looked around nervously.
Sean took a few steps forward and raised his flashlight to shine. There were vines hanging down from a thick branch of the fir tree in mid-air.
These vines are not the usual green or yellowish brown, but bright red, steaming out, swaying gently like willow branches in the cold wind passing through the forest.
Sean swallowed and shined his flashlight over the vines——
Two corpses covered in black cotton coats lay side by side on the branches, like prey dragged to the tree by a leopard. Their chins and necks were slashed to pieces, and their abdomens were cut open entirely, revealing red and green flesh. The slippery organs had shocking red things hanging down.
Tick tock.
The viscous bright red liquid dripped down the long strip onto the snow, dyeing the delicate roses.
Oh, God.
Sean and the business man's breathing was stagnant, and their wide eyes showed extreme fear.
That's not a vine at all, that's a train driver's intestines!
"Run!" Sean's face changed drastically. He turned around and shouted to the team, "Everyone get back to the car, hurry!"
The business man next to him had already run back twenty meters with his head buried in the air, as if he was participating in the 100-meter race in the Olympics, without even looking at the other people in the team.
No one could react to the sudden change, and a few quick-thinking people ran back after the business man.
More people froze in place.
"Ouch...Mom, I'm scared!"
"What happened? Someone explain!"
"The driver is dead, something killed them! It's dangerous in the forest, run!" Sean shouted once, turned around, picked up the little girl, grabbed her mother's hand and ran to the car.
It's like some kind of signal.
Ouch——
There were long bursts of wolf howls in the forest, and dozens of bushes around it shook violently, as if something was getting closer and closer!
Run!
Indians, punk girls, all of them fled back in a mess, no longer as relaxed and calm as before.
But the fat man and old couple covered in "swimming rings" were left behind in the blink of an eye due to physical reasons.
Lives were at stake and no one slowed down to help them.
Except Dean.
Dean, who was at the end of the team, gave a casual push.
The power of thought wrapped around these two groups of unfortunate ghosts and pushed them forward lightly.
The big fat man seemed to have suddenly received a pair of wings. His bloated body slid lightly against the ground, and his running speed suddenly doubled. Within ten seconds, he and the old couple beside him were close to the fleeing army.
Dean followed behind, moving in a flash like a teleport.
In this forest of absolute silence, the voices disappeared, leaving only the heavy rain of footsteps, heavy breathing, the heartbeat in the throat, and the howling of wolves one after another.
The group of people ran desperately until they were covered in sweat. They rushed out of the forest several times faster than before and returned to the front of the train.
Sean took out the keys and opened the car door with trembling fingers.
The business man and the woman in the white shirt, who couldn't wait for a long time, squeezed in first.
Then there’s the punk girl and the blonde guy.
"Quick! Get in the car quickly!"
Sean stood outside the train, greeted the last few people, carried the old couple to the car one by one, and cooperated with a group of people to push the big fat man into the car.
"Hurry up, sir, speed up!" Sean shouted to the last one,
"Come up first, Sean!" Edna, who was standing by the door, anxiously held her companion's hand.
"No, he will be here soon!" Sean pointed at Dean who was approaching quickly in the distance.
Ouch——
At this moment, the wolf howled again, like the death curse exploding in the ears, shocking everyone in the carriage to turn pale.
"Come up!" Edna dragged Sean into the car without any explanation.
The next second, the business man and the woman in the white shirt closed the door.
At the end of the closed door, everyone could faintly see Dean's pale and thin face.
boom!
This was followed by a heavy knock on the door.
Bang bang bang!
Something slammed into the car door continuously and fiercely, and the huge shock scared a group of people to the ground, sweating and paralyzed, and moved their buttocks back.
"Open the door, let him in!" Sean rushed towards the car door like crazy, but was hugged tightly by the business man and the Indian. "Are you crazy? This will kill everyone. Ask who is willing to open it!"
Sean's bloodshot eyes swept over the faces. Old couples, fat men, wives with their daughters, Edna, everyone he saw lowered their heads consciously, their lips pursed and they were speechless.
Only the blond guy raised his hand, "I think it's time to open the door."
boom!
boom!
Two violent impacts suddenly erupted at the door, with such force that the metal side panel was slightly dented inward.
A fountain of blood then squeezed through the crack in the door and sprayed onto the floor inside the carriage, opening up a pool of bright red blood.
Everyone took a few steps back in unison, not daring to breathe out, as if their throats were being strangled by an invisible devil's hand.
And Sean stopped struggling in horror.
The entire carriage fell into a state of dead silence that could be heard when a needle dropped, which lasted for a full minute until the movement outside disappeared.
"Fake Squid bastard! I told you not to go out, but you have to go! You two killed him!"
Sean looked at the business man next to him with a red face, and punched him in the face. He was hit hard before he could react, and blood flowed from his nose. He looked like a clown.
"Idiot! You will die if you don't go out. It's useless to complain and regret now!" The business man pushed Sean away, wiped away the blood, and looked at the unconscious people with calm eyes, "Everyone has two choices, one is to stand still. Waiting to die, the second is to find out what exactly is attacking us and prepare countermeasures!"
A group of passengers seemed to have found a backbone and leaned towards the business man.
…
"Human nature really cannot stand the slightest test."
On the rear step of the train, under the moonlight.
Dean, who had his legs crossed, took back his perspective of scanning the car and turned his gaze to the front of him.
A humanoid creature was lying quietly on the railway track. It was more than two meters tall, with clear outlines of its limbs, chest, abdomen, and head. It was completely naked, and the exposed skin was wrinkled like a shaved wild dog.
The skin was reddish-brown, covered with wounds that looked like babies' mouths, but the wounds healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It has bulges of rock-like muscles all over its body. It is extremely strong and sturdy. The gray-black nails on the tips of its fingers and toes are like daggers made of thick horn. They gleam with a cold light, clearly possessing the attributes of a carnivore.
Its thighs and calves are not directly connected like normal humans, but have a wolf-like arch shape.
Under a shawl covered with blood and grease and messy hair, there is a pair of yellow eyes, with vertical oval pupils, emitting a ghostly light like a will-o'-the-wisp in the moonlight, a flat nose pointing upwards, snorting white air, and a mouth full of jagged fangs. It's longer than a finger, and it squeezes the lips outwards and bulges, like an iron cage.
The cheekbones protruded abnormally, protruding a pile of flesh on the face.
Dean just glanced at it and was amazed by its ugliness and ferocity. It seemed to be a scrawled piece of the ugliest parts of humans and wolves, uglier than the deformed people in the Bear Mountain Territory.
The white light that permeates the body has an intensity of about level 2.
The first time he caught it, the progress of the event reached 10%.
"It looks much uglier than the coyotes. Could it be a deformed werewolf that was inbred?"
"Hey, do you understand people? Can you speak?"
"It seems not possible."
Dean squatted down and took out a dagger from the void, aiming at the weak points of the werewolf's chest, lower body, and neck and stabbed it dozens of times.
Blood splashed into the air, automatically flew into several test tubes, and was stuffed into space by Dean.
The werewolf was shaking in pain, and the pain caused by being a supernatural creature turned into wisps of gray mist and flew into Dean's body.
The "Suffering Master" specialty that was born not long ago on the panel seemed to be nourished, and a vaguely growing number emerged, beginning to absorb the pain and fear of supernatural creatures and convert them into free attribute points.
"This is a bit inefficient. One werewolf is not enough."
Dean raised his left brow and released the shackles of the werewolf's telekinesis.
It immediately got up in panic and took several steps back. Humanized fear flashed across its eyes, and its survival instinct warned it that the man in front of it was an existence it could not defeat.
Without hesitation, it got on all fours and fled into the forest behind it, as fast as black lightning.
"Go bring the reinforcements." Dean didn't rush to catch up, throwing the dagger to the shallows next to his shoulder. "You stay and protect Sean, the blond brother, and the mother and daughter. The others... um... let them To fend for itself.”
The sixteen eyes of Qiaotan flashed with excitement. This was his first opportunity to play pranks in this world, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
"I understand, Master."
Qian Nan controlled the dagger and flew towards the air hole of the carriage like lightning.
…
Snap, snap, snap.
Dean walked through the snow into the depths of the forest, and the wolf body odor surging in the air became stronger and stronger.
Soon, above the fir trees covered with frost and snow, and deep in the bushes, pale flames floated out.
Twenty pairs of beast eyes moved in the darkness.
Ouch——
Hoho!
The primitive and ferocious howls and growls of wolves, as well as the sound of light footsteps stepping on the snow, surrounded us from all directions.
Dean let go of God's perspective and scanned it.
A group of tall and majestic figures dragged their sharp claws, hunched their backs and bent their knees, slowly walking out of the darkness in a hunting posture.
The mouth was full of messy fangs, sparse long shawl hair, jagged muscles, eyes flashing with hunger and cruelty, foul-smelling saliva dripping between the fangs, staring at Dean, as if seeing a peerless delicacy , can't wait to skin him and bite his bones.
Sizzling——
Twenty pairs of sharp claws rubbed against the surrounding rough fir tree trunks, bursting out with orange sparks and leaving rows of long and narrow claw marks.
Roar!
The werewolves raised their heads and roared,
The roar shook the woods.
As the light flickered, they jumped up at the same time, brandishing their sharp claws, and flew towards the thin human figure in the center at an astonishing speed.
But they flew within ten meters of the human figure and immediately hung motionless in mid-air, as if they were trapped in an invisible swamp.
Del!
Dean snapped his fingers, a psychedelic light flashed in his pupils—
Fantasy abyss!
A black light burst out of his body, and the spiritual abyss from the phantom snake instantly enveloped all werewolves.
The bottom of their brains and the depths of their souls, filled with primitive desires of killing, hunting, blood, and mating, suddenly cracked open, and countless painful and desperate memories of their time as humans rolled back.
Click!
There were sounds of fractures, and the twenty hanging werewolves bent their bodies backwards due to the huge pain. The joints of their waists and whole body almost overlapped, but this did not alleviate the endless torture and pain at all.
They grinned from ear to ear——
Ouch!
A tsunami-like howl of terror rippled through the entire forest. The yellow beast pupils of the werewolves shrank inward to a point, and the madness, cruelty, and greed on their ugly faces, salivating for food and toys, solidified into indescribable distortion and greed. fear.
A large amount of negative emotions turned into wisps of gray gas and merged into Dean's body.
Nourishes expertise.
Under the bright moonlight, in the deep dense forest.
Twenty werewolves were convulsing like suffocation. Dean, like a skilled animal trainer, grabbed twenty chains shrouded in gray mist and trained these bloodthirsty beasts.
The numbers 0.01 and 0.01 above "Lord of Misery" kept jumping.
He suddenly glanced far away, and saw several afterimages passing through the forest, and several werewolves running towards the train on the tracks.
But he ignored it.
(End of chapter)
