Early the next morning.

The southeast corner of White Star City, the magic train station.

Han Wei stood outside the station, looking at this huge building that obviously had the color of "Heavenly Demon Ancient Ruins", and fell into deep thought.

This sprawling building is exactly the same as the architecture of the ancestral land, with a black-gray exterior with a metallic sheen, with a cold industrial feel.

It's just that the people of the tribe have built a rest hall and a dispatch tower out of stones and giant logs in the square in front of the station, neutralizing this cold industrial feeling.

It seems that when people in this world choose a place to build a city, on the one hand, they have to see if there are heavenly demon facilities nearby, and they also have to see if there is a magic energy station.

What kind of black technology is a magic train that will not break for 3,000 years...... Han Wei muttered in his heart and walked towards Platform 10 with his luggage on his back.

Platform 10 is the platform for the Magic Energy Train to the northwest of Shirahoshi City, which can reach the town near Passage Village, and then walk for half a day to reach Passage Village.

Although the people of this world do not have the ability to build magical trains, they do have the means to lay the tracks.

Therefore, these magical behemoths that will not be damaged for thousands of years can roar and gallop on the land of this planet.

I don't know where the magic energy of these magic trains comes from......

Also, if there is magic here, why don't there be magicians......

Han Wei walked to the platform while thinking wildly in his heart.

He looked left and right, and muttered to himself, "Why hasn't Mastiff Jing come yet?"

"I've arrived early. A muffled voice sounded not far behind Han Wei.

"Damn, why are you dressed like this?" Han Wei turned his head, and was immediately startled by Mastiff Jing's appearance.

The person in front of him was wearing a heavy armor painted black, and he specially pulled down the face armor, but this was not enough, he also specially put a black robe on top of the armor......

That look, how suspicious and suspicious it is, it's like a Heavenly Demon spy infiltrating human society......

Han Wei felt the green tendons on his forehead throb wildly, and he noticed that many people around him were already looking at them with strange eyes......

He pulled off Mastiff Jing's black robe: "What are you doing in this dress, are you going to infiltrate the Heavenly Demon Army and die with their leaders?"

Mastiff Jing was so frightened that he hurriedly pressed his helmet: "Shh...... Aren't I afraid of being seen by my dad? Let's keep a low profile!"

He patted his armor very proudly: "So I put on the armor first, and then put on the robe, my father will definitely not recognize me!"

Your dad can't recognize you anymore, but everyone in White Star City can recognize you, and even your dark complexion can't save you......

“...... That's it, whatever you want. Han Wei sighed heavily, suddenly feeling extremely heavy on his shoulders.

Mastiff Jing looked left and right: "Eh, what about the others? Didn't we find seven or eight soldiers in the barracks yesterday?"

Han Wei also looked around in confusion: "Yes, it's time to come......"

The day before, when they separated from Ba Linghou and Bai Hua, they picked seven or eight good players in the team according to the requirements of the patriarch.

There was a warrant from the patriarch, and the officer in charge carried out this order without discount, Han Wei and the seven or eight warriors they picked, the worst were all cultivators of the ninth rank, and the strongest was already the seventh rank, and all of them were experienced veterans.

With such a team, unless they encounter the Heavenly Demon Army, they should all be able to protect themselves, and they can escape at the worst.

But now, these fighters ...... Didn't even one arrive?

"The patriarch sent me to change the order and let me replace a few of them. Just as the two were confused, a slender girl walked over slowly.

The girl had short hair to shoulder length, wore an earthy yellow combat uniform, and the armed belt around her waist outlined her slender figure even more beautifully, and two short swords hung from her waist behind her, swinging with her steps.

Her eyes were slender and she had a cold expression between her eyebrows, as if nothing would make her feel emotional.

She didn't bring any luggage, and passed by the two directly, walking towards the magic train parked on the platform: "Let's go, no one will come." ”

"Miss Bai Hua?" "Sister Bai Hua?" Han Wei and Mastiff Jing were dumbfounded, "Why are you here?" "How could it be you?"

Bai Hua stopped and glanced back at the two of them: "What's the matter, am I not as strong as a few of them?"

Of course you're stronger...... The strongest of those guys is barely parrying the four-armed puppet demon without dying, and the one in front of him can kill the four-armed puppet demon in seconds......

Han Wei squeezed out a smile: "Where, of course you are more powerful, welcome, and thank you, Miss Baihua." She stretched out her hand to Bai Hua.

Bai Hua's gaze stayed on his hand for two or three seconds, then he reached out and shook it gently with him.

Her hands were cold.

"Sister Bai Hua, you're welcome anyway...... Huh?" Mastiff Jing also stretched out his hand, but Bai Hua had already turned around: "Let's go, enough time has been wasted." ”

“......。 Mastiff Jing's hand hung in the air awkwardly, then he raised it, scratched his helmet, and suddenly thought of something, "Eh, Sister Bai Hua, where is your luggage?"

Bai Hua didn't look back, raised his hand and shook the armband: "The officers' armbands can store things, this is common sense, don't you know?"

"I see. Han Wei suddenly realized, and handed his bag to Mastiff Jing, "Hurry up, keep up." ”

Mastiff Jing was wearing heavy armor, carrying the luggage of two people, Ding followed behind, and walked for a long time before he reacted wrongly: "Ah! Sister Bai Hua! You have space to carry around, why do you want me to carry my bag?"

"Finally reacted?" Bai Hua's cold voice came from afar, but the person had already boarded the magic train.

......

At this moment, in the distance of the platform, where they could not see, a tall figure in a black cloak looked at them.

In the shadow of the cloak was a large, dark and somewhat majestic face, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the magic train in the distance without saying a word.

Halfway through, he pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "My son, ......." ”

"I hope your experience can make you a little brave......"

Smoke swirled in front of him, and the light of the cigarette butt flickered and dimmed.

Mastiff Feng smoked a cigarette and looked quietly into the distance, when suddenly a voice exploded in his ears, which made him tremble for a moment, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground: "Ah! Mastiff General! You are still injured and you ran away!"

Mastiff Feng shuddered for a moment, and ran away in fright.

"I ......actually ran away," a very good little nurse stood at the entrance of the platform with her waist crossed, and when she lowered her head, she saw a cigarette butt where Mastiff Feng was standing just now, "Ah!

......

When the magic energy train called by Han Wei and others: 戌-177 was about to start, on the way to the magic energy station in the White Star City barracks, seven or eight soldiers passed out in a secluded alley.

After about half an hour, the captain of the soldiers, a seven-rank warrior, woke up slowly.

He rubbed the back of his head, which was still painful, and looked around with a slightly confused expression, and when he saw a few robes that were still unconscious, his face suddenly changed and he quickly remembered what had happened before he fell unconscious.

A few seconds later, there was a burst of grief and indignation shouts from the alley: "Ahh

It didn't take long for the patriarch in the council hall to hear about it.

An officer immediately said to the patriarch, "Patriarch, please give orders, and I will immediately take someone on the next train to chase them!"

Patriarch Bai Ling was silent for seven or eight seconds, and suddenly smiled: "No, there is no need to chase them, let them go." ”

Bai Hua ...... I just know that this Nizi is a bit special, and it might be interesting for her to follow Han Wei. Bai Ling waved his hand, "Go back and bring Bai Ling out of the unit she is in, I have another appointment for her." ”

......

The magic train trembled slightly, and started.

This powerful metal behemoth has a domineering appearance, and the shell made of countless black and gray metal parts looks extremely complex, with many black rivet-like protrusions and conduits all over its shell.

The metal parts are assembled into an extremely rugged, but technologically streamlined appearance, like a black, punk-like python crawling quietly at the station, with a suffocating sense of power.

This is the typical style of the Heavenly Demon Industry - rough, wild but with an incredible industrial and technological aesthetic, and at the same time surprisingly good quality, Han Wei is very suspicious that these things can work for one hundred and eighty years even if they are thrown into the sun.

After a slight tremble, the speed of the magic train quickly increased, and in just a few minutes, it accelerated to a staggering point.

Han Wei roughly estimated that this speed could probably make all the civil aviation planes in the time and space where he came die of shame.

This powerful steel python roared wildly across the land with dozens of carriages.

Sitting in the train, Han Wei could hardly imagine how the Nuwa God and the twelve demon gods back then could defeat the Heavenly Demons with such technological and industrial power?

Looking at the scene that passed by quickly outside the car window, Han Wei fell into deep thought.

Just from the microcosm of these industrial products, one can infer what a powerful and terrifying civilization the Heavenly Demon is.

And no matter what he thought, he also felt that the Nuwa God and the Twelve Demon Gods back then did not have the strength to fight against the Heavenly Demons.

How strong do they have to be to defeat such a Heavenly Demon......

Just when Han Wei was deep in thought, and Mastiff Jing was writhing in that bulky armor, Bai Hua suddenly moved: "By the way, this is for you." ”

She raised her left hand and placed the armband in front of her, her right hand pressing the empty void on the armband a few times.

Han Wei was surprised to see that a small pitch-black vortex appeared out of thin air next to that armband, Bai Hua put his hand into it and took out two armbands from it, and the style looked exactly the same as Bai Hua's!

"According to the rules of the army, when you step into the cultivation, you are an officer, so I helped you apply for an armband. ”