With a smile on his face, Lark weaved from car to carriage.

He saw a young couple traveling with their young daughter, a melancholy woman traveling alone, a young nobleman traveling together, and an elderly man running away from home.

Countless voices met in his ears, and the young man was heartily excited.

The excitement spread from the bone marrow to the whole body, and if it hadn't been suppressed all the time, then Lark would have cheered loudly by now and couldn't stop laughing.

Since childhood, Lark has been diagnosed with a mental disorder by doctors, and is extremely aggressive, and has a strong urge to mutilate his own body and the body of others.

For this reason, Lark was kept in a dark basement for a long time in a noble house, and his parents advertised that he had a disease that could not see the sun.

Lac was locked in the basement, his parents never visited him again, the doctors who didn't know where they came from no longer existed, and every day, only the servants brought water and food regularly, and at the same time cleaned up Lack's excrement, no sunlight, no freedom, not even conversation, this is Lack's daily routine.

However, Luck was also lucky, when he found a dilapidated ancient book in a broken wall in the basement that told the story of a special magical connection, which he secretly practiced and found that he accidentally fit into the method.

What sustains him alive is revenge, he wants revenge on his parents who abandoned him, he also wants revenge on his brother, he wants to kill everything

Finally, one day, taking advantage of the servant's lack of attention, Luck used magic to kill the hapless fellow, and for some reason, Luck saw the old woman look at him for the last time, not with fear, but with sadness.

For the first time, Lack felt the presence of power when he saw the sun again, and with a wave of his hand, he could make the heads of the fully armored guards fall to the ground, and those bows and spears could not get close to his side, and for the first time, Lack felt the presence of power.

He slaughtered all the way, the flames and thunder obliterated all the existence that dared to stand in his way, and finally, Ruck stood in front of his parents.

The couple, who were already strangers, fell to their knees crying and begged him to spare them, their children, and Lack glanced at his sister, the source of his abandonment.

The girl in the prime of her cardamom years had a similar appearance to Lack, beautiful and moving, but she also trembled, looking at her brother whom she had never met in fear.

Lark hesitated for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

The next moment, his parents were engulfed in flames and let out a terrible wail, and the beautiful maiden was disemboweled, disemboweled, and hung above the castle by Ruck after doing something indescribable.

Later, Lark discovers the Alchemist's organization, hides his identity, becomes a member of the organization, and eventually arrives on the "Flying Wendlanders".

He had no interest in the Golden Wine, and Lark had only decided to join the plan when he heard that it would take a lot of killings to make the Golden Wine, and all he wanted was to slaughter without recklessness.

"Is there anything you can help me with, sir?"

One of the guards saw Lark walking towards him, subconsciously thinking that he was in trouble, and stood up and walked towards Lac.

But the next moment, the guard felt a chill in his chest, and the frosty ice turned into a blade and pierced his heart.

"You ......"

Before he could call for help, Lark covered the guard's mouth.

"Shhhh ”

Lark smiled, as if he were lulling a child to sleep.

He walked into the room where the guards were, and it only took a few minutes for a strong smell of blood to fill the carriage, and the guardhouse was filled with a sea of corpses and blood, which was terrifying.

Lark could see streaks of white mist flying through the windows towards the back of the train, a sign that Philo was collecting souls.

The next moment, the speed of the train suddenly decreased by a few points, and the huge inertia caught people off guard, and the carriages let out exclamations.

Only a tooth-aching sound could be heard from above the car, and it was clear to Lark that Dallas had taken control of the cab and the conductor's cabin, and was using the in-car radio to gather the crowd.

"Passengers, due to technical problems, this train will slow down, please gather in the dining car to count the number of passengers, thank you for your cooperation. ”

There was a vague announcement over the radio, and Lark knew that it was Dallas, and they were going to use this method to gather passengers and implement the next plan.

Lark quietly stepped out of the guard's compartment and closed the door, no one knowing what was going on there.

The corridor was constantly passing by the hurried passengers, who did not know what was going on, but the first time that the "Flying Wendlanders" had problems with the "Flying Wendlanders", which had never been recorded as an accident, really caused many people to panic.

Lark followed the flow of people to the dining car, which, thanks to the space folding technology, was much larger than it actually was and could accommodate the passengers of the next entire train.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know, it seems like an accident or something?"

"What about the conductor, why hasn't a person in charge come out to explain?"

"The guards don't seem to have seen it, is there some emergency?"

"Seems to have slowed down?"

"Really, I originally chose to take this train because I wanted to go on vacation, but I didn't expect this kind of fork!"

Lark listened with interest to what the men were saying, and then, with a crisp metal thud, the doors on the side of the dining car slammed shut, as if locked.

"What's the situation?"

Someone immediately tried to open the door, but was blocked by the firm lock, and the door stood still, more as if it had been held in place by some kind of magic.

"The other side!"

Someone immediately ran to the other side, but was knocked away by a huge force and crashed into the crowd.

"Wait a minute, friend, you can't leave this place right now. ”

The one who spoke was none other than Berger, who was alone, at ease, under the gaze of the crowd.

The travelers were furious and wanted to ask what was going on, but soon they had no one to say.

Because behind Berg, a monster appeared.

The monster seemed to be a splicing of several wild beasts, with the head of a lion, the body of a goat, the wings of an eagle, and the tail of two poisonous snakes spitting letters, staring at the restless crowd with piercing eyes.

"There's only one person who can get out of here. ”

Berg said, spreading his hands.

"Kill each other until the last man. ”