The whole carriage was silent as if dead.

From the fact that Masashi Toyama was pierced through his chest by a black claw to the broken heart, all this happened in a flash, even Qin Ye didn't react.

"Run!"

At the last moment of his life, Masashi Toyama shouted to Qin Ye with all his strength, but his lungs had been torn apart, and the roar turned into a hoarse hiss. In the end, he fell down, and his breath was gone, and he was no longer alive.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ye was deeply moved.

Although he had not been together for a long time with Masashi Toyama, the other party was so elegant and easy-going. He even thoughtfully prepared the warm milk before going to bed for Qin Xiaolin and Xia Xiaohe, but in a flash, the middle-aged man turned into a corpse.

Who is it! Who dares to kill on the exclusive train leading to Cassel Academy!

His suspicion was quickly answered.

A familiar and gloomy growl came from the direction where Masashi Toyama was standing behind, and a dark and hideous human-shaped face slowly emerged from the dim light.

The black shadow's body is as slender as dead branches, covered with layers of black scales. It is this black scale that adheres to the whole body, making it look like a black monster, with lava flowing in its golden eyes, bloodthirsty and cruel.

One end, two ends, three ends...

They slowly walked out of the darkness of the backlight, surrounding Qin Ye in a circular shape, like a group of hyenas surrounding prey.

Suddenly, Qin Ye narrowed his eyes, and the chill in his eyes seemed to be able to form ice.

He recognized that these dark monsters were the things that once attacked him on that stormy night. They were like their master's hounds. When the hounds found their prey, they would chase them to death until they bit their fragile throats in their mouths, and their masters were usually waiting for harvest not far away.

Rumble!

Thunder flashed outside the car window, and a dark rain started to rain. The rain was as sticky as asphalt, dripping down the car window.

"So thirsty, bloody."

"Child, blood, delicious taste."

"Eat, eat it all."

These dark and sticky rain waters were like living things, making whispering sounds, gloomy and bloodthirsty. They squirmed along the outer wall of the train and finally poured in through the gaps in the carriage. Gradually, the entire carriage seemed to be filled with a deep layer of black mist.

It's a familiar opening.

Qin Ye's expression was subsided. The moment these dark human-shaped monsters appeared, the retro car door had been closed due to some mysterious power, and completely cut off Qin Ye's retreat.

The CC1000 train accidentally leaked the aura of the container due to an alchemy weapon contained by the specialist of the college’s executive department. As a result, it was like a bomb igniting the lead wire, and several cars were blown to pieces in succession.

Later, the train was strengthened and modified by the head of the college's equipment department. The entire body was made of tungsten steel alloy with a hardness of diamonds. Including the doors of each section were made of this alloy. Akadula, the head of the equipment department of the Cassel College, slapped his chest and said, "Even if it was continuously blasted by a heavy rocket launcher, the CC1,000 train would not be bombarded. It's a real man."

With the doors closed, this retro carriage formed a hunting ground, and Qin Ye was trapped in this hunting ground and became the prey to be hunted.

However, for Qin Ye, he did not think about leaving. On the contrary, with the appearance of these black human monsters, he had to stand here even more to prevent the situation from getting out of control.

Although the several bedroom carriages on the train are closely connected, the first section is the European-style bedroom carriage where Schneider is located. The Japanese-style bedroom where Xia Xiaohe and Qin Xiaolin are located is located in the middle, and behind is the American-style bedroom carriage where Finger and he are located.

Although Schneider and Finger both have certain combat power, especially Finger. Although that guy looks a little stupider than Fenriel, Qin Ye vaguely feels that the other party is definitely not simple, at least in terms of fighting against beating, Qin Ye dares not say that he can compare with him.

However, they may not be able to defeat these monsters head-on. Even if they are stuck together, they can only wait for Qin Xiaolin and Xia Xiaohe to be cruelly killed, so it is just his wish that the carriage will be closed and locked by a powerful force.

A strong aura as strong as sulfur hits the face, and a human-shaped monster lies on the top wall of the car like a spider, and then moves rapidly and rushes down towards Qin Ye.

Qin Ye seemed to have expected it, and his body slightly turned sideways at a subtle angle, and the opponent's sharp attack and killing instantly fell. After avoiding the slash of ghost claws, Qin Ye reached out and grabbed the opponent's wrist, and then suddenly exerted force down.

Accompanied by huge inertia and the force exerted by Qin Ye, the black human-shaped monster hit the ground and hit the ground hard on the train. The tungsten alloy plate with a hardness of comparable diamonds was sunken by a large piece. You can imagine how fierce this attack was.

The dark monster seemed to be shocked and his shiny golden eyes became dim. However, Qin Ye did not relax his vigilance, but instead tried to slam the other party's hideous face, directly a set of Wing Chun critical punches.

Swish! A punch is like a heavy hammer, and the sound of the wind turns into a dense string of thunder.

The other party's originally shiny golden eyes became more and more dim until it was completely extinguished. The ferocious black monster fell to the ground and no longer heard any more.

After this burst, even Qin Ye could not help but feel a little panting. Before he could take a break, two dark monsters roared towards Qin Ye, one left and one right, and their ferocious claws tear and cut through the air, reaching Qin Ye's neck and heart.

Faced with the attack of the two, Qin Ye's body suddenly lowered his body, poked his palm out at an extremely thrilling angle, and suddenly grabbed the sharp claws of the two hideous monsters. His right foot drew a half arc forward like a silky arc, and then his waist and arms exerted force. His movements were gentle like a breeze ripples on the water surface. But when the energy burst out, the terrifying fluctuations even made the surrounding black fog explode.

It was the four or four taels in Tai Chi that made a huge difference, and the monsters rushing from both ends collided heavily under the guidance of Qin Ye's Tai Chi.

A clanging sound like a blacksmith exploded, and the shiny golden eyes of the two monsters slowly faded away.

Roar roar roar!

The strength of Qin Ye's prey made about a dozen dark monsters around him no longer wait, but roared at him, striving to tear Qin Ye apart the food as soon as possible.

"It would be great if there was a weapon." Qin Ye couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although he killed the three monsters with a fierce and thunderous attitude, he consumed a lot of money, and was far less fierce than the one who exploded with a weapon in his hand.

After a glance, I suddenly saw the long black box on the long table not far away.

Although the ancient alchemy knife in the box was destroyed by itself, the black strip that packed it was still there, and it could hold such a murderous weapon. The box itself must be extremely tough.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. At the moment when these dark monsters rushed over, he slid his body against the ground and grabbed one end of the hanging half-parted box.

Qin Ye held it in his hand and held it tightly, as if he was holding an oversized baseball bat. Facing the monsters roaring and rushing it up in an extremely fierce and fierce arc.

Boom! The huge wind roared, and the three monsters closest to it were instantly pulled up, and then they hit the tungsten steel wall on one side of the carriage.

Silent ~

The golden eyes of the three-headed monsters were extinguished.

"Good guy!"

Qin Ye looked at the long black box in his hand with some surprise, and used it as a heavy weapon, which was particularly easy to use. Facing the black monsters that were rushing towards him, he was like drawing a baseball, and then he slammed heavily on the tungsten wall, extinguishing the golden pupils.

However, the good times did not last long. The material strength of this box is limited after all, and it is already the limit to be able to achieve this step. With a sound of explosion, this long black box covered with cracks completely exploded and turned into countless wood chips.

As the wood chips flew, Qin Ye's expression suddenly became stunned.

I saw an ancient alchemy sword with mottled rust and countless fine holes eroded by wind and sand was thrown out of the broken wood chips. It turned out to be the one he destroyed.

His face was full of disbelief. It was obvious that this ancient alchemy sword had been destroyed into dust by himself and finally disappeared invisible, but he did not expect it to appear intact again.

He was a little confused, and suddenly felt an unreal feeling around him, and the space around him was a little distorted.

The remaining monsters came again, and Qin Ye couldn't care about that much. He grabbed the hilt of the alchemy ancient sword, accompanied by a sonorous sound, the ancient sword seemed to come alive and roared like a strong and angry dragon.

The mottled rust on the blade faded away instantly, the blade expanded violently, and the patterns on it spread rapidly like crazy vines. This broken and old Tang sword actually rejuvenated again in Qin Ye's hands.

Qin Ye held the ancient sword as if he was holding an angry dragon. Facing the monsters coming, he directly slashed the slash. Suddenly, with the roar of Chen Xiong, a huge moon arc as solid as the rushing monsters slashed out from the sword.

Along the way, three black monsters didn't even have time to fight back, and they were crushed into pieces of black ashes and flew away.

Qin Ye's expression was shocked. At this moment, he finally realized how Liu Rengui, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, killed tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers without leaving any armor.

The sharp edge of the slaughter was like a mad dragon spreading its wings, and the golden arc was like a mad dragon spitting out a deadly dragon flame. Those hideous monsters were destroyed under the blade like moths flying into the flames, and it seemed that a dark and blazing snow had fallen in the entire carriage.

Qin Ye's mind kept flashing with some strange and familiar battle memories, as if it was his instinct in the face of life and death. The killing in his hand was slashed open, sometimes as lonely as snow, sometimes as violent as a dragon. He was like a sword saint who had been decisive in killing for countless years, exuding his mystery to the fullest.

This is not his memory, but it seems to belong to him alone.

Until the last monster was cut under the knife.

Qin Ye knelt on one knee in the dark snow with one knee. He gasped quickly, sweat slid down his face, and his face was so pale.

Although Lu was very powerful, the conditions for the explosion seemed to be at the cost of extracting his energy and spirit. At this moment, he felt extremely mentally broken and drowsy.

Pa, pa, pa—

Applause came from the seats beside them.

I don't know when a man in a suit sat at the table, with a cup of steaming coffee in front of him, and his face appeared in the vast mist.

Qin Ye recognized the man's face, which was his father.

"It seems that your memory is not completely sealed. This is my mistake." Looking at the deep hatred in the boy's eyes, the man said with some fun.

"What memory?" Qin Ye frowned.

When he swung his sword to kill the dark monsters, some strange scenes flashed in his mind. The little boy swung his sword over and over in the snow, and the man behind him had no expression on his face.

"Aye, you used to be a perfect weapon, and you are also my right-hand man, but you shouldn't betray me."

The man took a sip of coffee and said to Qin Ye in a faint tone that he seemed to have come to a cafe and go to an appointment, reminiscing with a long-lost friend, his tone was full of emotion.

The man snapped his fingers, and the soothing and peaceful chant began to be played on the train radio.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Qin Ye looked cold. He held the ancient knife in his hand, and did not dare to relax at all.

"Isn't it great for a family to be in that coastal city? Why did you take them abroad?" The man did not answer directly, but asked deeply.

"Of course, it's about finding a way to become stronger, and then-"

"Then kill me." A cold mockery appeared on the man's face, "But do you think you can get what you want by going to that Dragon Slaying Academy? Stop being funny, son, they will treat you as a monster, or covet your power and try their best to study you.

There will be a new cage, with your terrifying monster inside, studying you day and night, do you think your cage can be torn apart with sharp teeth? No, you can't, because you have weaknesses, and your weaknesses are them."

"But at least I won't kill them like you." Qin Ye knew who they were referring to in the words of the man, that was Qin Xiaolin and Xia Xiaohe.

When Xia Xiaohe took him and Qin Xiaolin, who was in his cradle, escaped from the cold place and came to the coastal city to settle down. He thought he would have a stable life, but until the stormy night came, the man destroyed everything about him with the black flames that splashed the sky.

Hearing his words, the man chuckled as if he had heard the funnyest joke, but his tone was cold like ice, "They are all weaknesses, aren't they? Do you think what you stick to is what you really want?

Aye, you are a monster, the emperor among monsters. Even if you haven’t sat on the throne yet, you are destined to be lonely and helpless in your life. The reason why you still have those thoughts is because you have not despair yet. At that moment, maybe you will be the one who takes action in the end."

Qin Ye didn't say anything, and what he answered to the man was the alchemy ancient sword in his hand. His extreme slash was like a cold golden thread shattering through space and time, and slashing towards the man in front of him.
To be continued...