In this light, three pairs of light particle wings gradually appeared, and [Metatron]'s figure appeared in the car.

Its appearance seemed to bring a certain sacred majesty and murderous aura, and the feeling of oppression fell on the shoulders of every creature like an invisible burden.

[Metatron] Holding a huge flaming sword in both hands, the sword body burned with hot lava, emitting a suffocating high temperature. Boom - the terrifying lava pillar slashed out from the six-winged angel's sword, rushing forward like a heavenly punishment.

Wherever the Flame Column passed, the monsters were cut in half, turning into black smoke and dissipating into the air.

Screams, screams and hisses of lava burning, formed a heart-pounding note.

The temperature in the carriage rose sharply, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur and burning.

Those monsters of various shapes had no resistance in front of the lava cylinder of [Metatron], and their figures twisted and dissipated in the flames.

The sharp claws, ugly mouthparts, and charred bodies were all destroyed by the baptism of flames.

The glass is broken, the seat is tilted,

The flames and blood mist intertwined,

Chaos and fear entangled here,

The breath of life seems to be giving in.

The pillar of lava, the punishment of heaven comes,

The flames slashed, the demons wailed,

The charred body twisted in the flames,

Turns into smoke and dissipates in the air.

Rumble———

[Metatron]'s flaming sword swung down, and a terrifying slash cut through the air, carrying a hot pillar of lava.

The flames burst into the carriage, and the scorching air waves instantly filled the entire space.

The seats were ruthlessly split, the metal frame was melted, the glass on both sides of the carriage was broken in high temperatures, and fragments were scattered.

The car wrist on the top of the car was directly overturned under this powerful impact force, and a huge hole appeared on the roof, and the air in the car instantly communicated with the outside world.

The cold night wind whistled in, bringing a biting coolness.

Through the broken hole, you can see the night sky outside, with the stars, which forms a strong contrast with the heat in the car.

On the ground, charred wreckage and black smoke slowly dissipated among the embers of the flames.

A deep crack was left on the walls in the carriage, and it seemed that the entire structure had suffered huge damage in this fierce attack.

In the corner, some monster wrecks that were not completely destroyed were still twitching slightly, and their bodies twisted and deformed under the high temperature, making low wails.

The angel's glory shines in this chaos, bringing a hint of sacred tranquility, but it also seems so cold and ruthless.

Xia Xiu stood in the middle of the carriage, his face cold, and everything around him seemed to be under his control.

Dingding ding ~~~

His cane tapped the ground gently, making a crisp sound, in sharp contrast to the chaos around him.

[Metatron]'s light particle wings gently tapped in the air, bringing out a warm breeze and dispelling the remaining darkness.

Through the hole in the roof of the car, starlight fell on the blonde young man, and his handsome face looked particularly cold in the interweaving light and shadow.

He looked up at the sky.

The night view outside is like a dream, but it is full of weirdness and ominousness. Outside the train window, the dark forest sways gently in the breeze, and the shadows of the trees are mottled, as if countless ghosts are dancing. The abandoned villages in the distance are vaguely visible, and dilapidated houses and tilted chimneys cast gloomy shadows under the moonlight.

Further away, the outlines of several ghost towns are blurred, and the buildings stand quietly like huge monsters, giving people a strong sense of uneasiness.

The train passed through this dark night, and the scene outside the window was constantly changing.

Sometimes a completely still world appears, without any creatures or sounds, and the silence is suffocating.

Sometimes, the train seemed to enter another dimension, the sky was covered with strange starlight and ethereal clouds, and the ground was an unexplained void, as if everything was collapsed and reorganized.

The air was filled with a smell of decay and pollution, as if countless decayed creatures had turned into ashes on this land.

"The photos and trains are all root abnormal events." Xia Xiu whispered in his heart.

At the same time, he looked at the void around him.

There, figures emerged from the void, staring at him with a bloody light.

Soon, four men and two women walked out of the void.

Xia Xiu looked at the surrounding void calmly, and ripples appeared in the void, staring at him with a bloody light. Soon, four men and two women walked out of the void.

The first one appeared was a middle-aged man with dark brown skin and sharp eyes. His eyes revealed tenacity and wisdom, and his face was covered with traces of wind and frost, showing that he had experienced countless wind and rain.

He was wearing a dark combat suit, with clear muscle lines and looked very strong.

"Richard Wilson has met the Fourth Swordholder."

The middle-aged man put his hand on his chest and bowed to express his respect for the strong man in front of him. "The element I am responsible for in the fourteen flesh is social positioning, and you can call me the differentiator."

Following closely behind is an old man with short dark brown hair and slightly grayish hair. His hair is sparse, but neatly combed, with deep light in his eyes, and with glasses, it seems that he can see through everything.

Although his figure is thin, it gives people a feeling that cannot be underestimated. The robe on his body has a somewhat classical charm.

"Jonathan Joris has seen the fourth sword-holder." The old man bowed his chest and bowed his head, "The old man is responsible for the fourteenth flesh to be living, and you can call me the caveman."

Then came an elderly woman with short silver-white hair, slightly curly, neat and elegant. Her face was covered with obvious wrinkles, but each wrinkle looked like a medal of time, showing the years and wind and rain she had experienced.

She looked amiable, wearing an elegant long dress, her whole body exuded a kind of maternal brilliance.

"Agnes Holden has seen the fourth sword-holder." The oldest person present also bowed his chest and bowed his chest. "The element I am responsible for in the fourteenth meat is education, and I am the traction of the camels in the desert."

Next to an educator Agnes Holden is a young woman with long golden hair naturally drooping and shiny shiny skin, fair skin, healthy shiny, tall figure and light steps.

Her eyes gave people a feeling of spring breeze. Just like everyone else, she bowed her chest to the fourth sword-holder in awe.

"Elie Townsend has seen the Fourth Swordholder." She also reported the elements she was responsible for in the fourteen meats. "The elements I was responsible for in the fourteen meats are health, and I am the foundation of human happiness."

Finally, two men wearing San Diego Rockets uniforms came side by side.

Their uniforms were neat and the signs on their chests were flashing with a shimmer, showing their identity.

One man is tall, has a cold face, and has strong muscles on his arms; the other is slightly thin, but a stern breath in his eyes, which makes him look very alert.

"Karl Castile has seen the Fourth Swordholder."

"Victor Blackwood has seen the Fourth Swordholder."

In just a moment, the six people stood in the void, and they set up their positions with the black wedding judges who had already run to the other end of the train. They stared at the fourth sword-holder of the Heavenly Kingdom with some extreme tension and heat.

Xia Xiu looked at the seven people, then looked around.

The seven people stood in the void, and their incarnations appeared behind them.

"Are the seven open and seven dark sides?" he muttered in his heart.

Then, three halos of white jade of mutton fat were suspended behind the forehead.

Three terrifying incarnations appeared behind him.

"Three incarnations!?!"

When everyone present saw the three terrifying incarnations, their pupils shrank a little.

The next moment, Jonathan Joris, who was responsible for the living elements of the fourteen flesh, suddenly changed his face. His spirituality passed on a special channel the message he received from the rooted species to the other six teammates present.

"There is a gap in the future, and some people will..."

Behind Xia Xiu, [Wasak] stretched out his index finger.

『Buzz——』

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01:20 AM.

【Silmi starts the highest program--】

【warn!!!】

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【You have been warned!】

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【▽Proposal: Hunting the Sword Holder (Hu Abraham)]

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To be continued...