The Galaxy Railway train seemed to come out of a fairy tale, driving in this endless sky, and when Dr. Nguyen Li opened the window, I confirmed that she was what I wanted to see.

She leaned out, as if to see me, and beckoned to me. But I was just a crow, and I couldn't fly to the other side of the train, as if there was an invisible abyss between us. I just flapped my wings hard and caught up, and my heart was filled with the excitement of goodbye, even if it was short-lived, like a dream in a fairy tale.

Dr. Nguyen Le was dressed like a solo traveler carrying a suitcase, and her straw hat was lifted by the wind and fell far away in an instant. She yelled at me, then rested the bag on the window edge of the carriage and slammed it open, and a large pile of dark purple tubes poured out - not big, but the tubes that fell from it seemed endless. I saw them fall to the ground, among the white flowers and corpses, and they burst open, scattering purple "paradise" everywhere.

The white Claudia gradually withered, and the corpse withered, gurgling and foaming, and white smoke came out, and these white smoke gathered so much that it became a human form. The human figures floated into the air, almost inaccessible to me, and they arrived at once. The windows of the train were pushed open by the figures inside, but I still couldn't see anyone but Dr. Nguyen Li. At this time, the figures of White Smoke got in through the car window.

As the train came, more and more "paradise" was poured out by Dr. Ruan Li, more and more white Claudia was withering, the corpse began to disappear, and the human form of white smoke also increased, and one by one they got into the train.

Whistle, whistle, the sound of the whistle was in the distance.

I'm flying. Chasing.

The figure of white smoke swarmed up, past me, and penetrated my body, like people rushing up during the rush hour of the station. These white smoke figures are like ghosts, always able to rely on unknown channels. Faster than I could get closer to the train - no, I soon discovered that no matter how hard I flapped my wings, I couldn't get close to the train, as if I were in two different worlds from the other party, and I would never be able to enter the passage that should have existed. The figure of White Smoke turned into a figure in the train, but the carriage seemed to never be filled, and it was always the same as if there were many passengers but not crowded. I looked in through the open window of Dr. Nguyen Lê and couldn't see any more passengers besides Dr. Nguyen Lê - behind her. The back of the carriage is always separated by a layer of frosted glass, and there must be something but it looks vague.

On the ground, the number of withered white Claudia and corpses was still expanding, as if these things were stacked into dominoes, pushed by an invisible hand, and then fell in a circle around the complex route. I looked down on them. I saw that this withering phenomenon was spreading to the largest white Claudia farther away. I seemed to hear laughter, and I looked up. I saw Dr. Ruan Li smile happily, as if he had finally completed a heartfelt matter, and that smile was not false at all.

She was still waving at me, but the carriage she was in had already gone in front of me. The Galaxy Railway train is like a free wind, coming from a dream. Driving towards the dream again, the front of the car was no longer visible, making people feel that the incomparably long body was connected to the end of the horizon in front of it, but the rear of the car emerged from the horizon behind. I had already been left so far behind by this train.

I knew I couldn't catch up with it. No matter how much I flapped my wings, no matter how much I tried to start the speed, I just flew like a normal crow, and I could no longer catch up with this train. This is not a train I can take, and I am reluctant to let Dr. Nguyen Li leave again, but the waving figure does not have as much sentimentality as I have, just a few blinks of an eye, and then disappears in front of me.

The train continued to rumble, and the whistle roamed through the air. As soon as the rear of the train passed me, the whole train disappeared from my eyes, and the track made of white petals collapsed in an instant. On the earth, except for the incomparably huge white Claudia, which seemed to be the center of the world, all the other white Claudia and the corpse buried under it were gone. The parched earth gushed clear water, which I thought was yellow, like formalin solution soaked in a corpse, giving off a pungent stench, but what I saw at this time, the water flowing through the ravines was so clear that I felt that there was not even a trace of bacteria.

The idea that the earth is parched, but purified, and that it may not be long before it grows lush green vegetation again—comes a spontaneous idea, only to be followed in the next moment by a terrible subversive.

A behemoth smashed the earth, and it seemed to hide underground until this time. What kind of monster is this, I can't see it clearly, it seems to be transparent, but the dirt and stones scattered on its body vaguely outline such a huge image. As soon as it appeared, it was so close to the huge white Claudia that I thought it was like a giant bug trying to bite through this equally huge plant with its strong jaw teeth.

The beautiful and dreamy colors of the past are all gone, replaced by cold and strange colors, which are obviously the same thing, but because of the change of color, the impression it gives people is completely reversed. The fairy tale in front of the bed has completely turned into a ghost tale of night talk, scarlet and black canine teeth intertwined, and even the clear water has turned blood-colored - no longer the environment is purified, but bleeding from terrible injuries.

The huge white Claudia was bitten off as soon as the invisible monster pounced, and it slowly collapsed in my vision, and the petals turned into some kind of fine phosphorus powder, which shimmered like a swarm of fireflies in the dimmer of light. When night fell, there was nothing left in the sky, and the boundless darkness shrouded me, making me feel that this drastically changed land was the only place to settle in this darkness. But the land has become so dangerous that it only feels more dangerous than the dark Endless Vault - I don't know where the danger comes from, for it is everywhere.

In the face of the powerful attack of the invisible monster, the huge white Claudia was powerless, and did not respond in any way to fight back. It's like just a plant, broken. So when they died, the dead wreckage turned into phosphorus powder, which fell in all directions with the wind blowing. The wind smelled of madness and despair familiar to me, and I suddenly felt as if my wings were hanging thousands of tons of weights, barely able to lift them.

So, I started falling. From a height of thousands of meters, in free fall, unable to maintain balance, blown by the wind, the earth below came into view, and it was constantly rotating. I felt nauseous, I wanted to vomit, I had a feeling of depression that I couldn't express, I was holding in my chest. It's hard to breathe.

I felt like I was going to die, no, maybe even if I did, I felt better than I did now.

I was slammed to the ground and my body bounced several times. Although the crow's body at this time was obviously not normal, I was still surprised that I didn't die, because when I was flying, I never felt that I would fall from such a high altitude of the sky without being injured. Because the body of this crow is like ordinary flesh and blood. Strange and sudden things came one after another. It's impossible to imagine what will happen next. The only good news is: I'm alive, I'm still alive.

The bloody red stream swept up and washed me into the ravine, the muddy soil sticking to the feathers, and soon covered my body in a thick layer. I can't spread my wings. I couldn't straighten my feet, my eyelids were heavy, my neck couldn't turn, and I felt like I was being doused in a pillar of concrete, and even if I tried to do nothing. The sealed darkness quickly obscured my gaze. I could no longer see the invisible monster and the huge white Claudia. I couldn't breathe, I felt like I was going to suffocate in the next second, but, second after second, I wasn't dead, and I couldn't sense what was going on outside through the thick shell that wrapped me.

I felt myself start to rot, to be exact, the crow's body was rotting. The feathers detached, the muscles atrophied, and the nerves, blood vessels, brains, and bones became a pile of slimy mud, as if maggots had been born, and finally even maggots died in the mud-like carrion. The self that still exists, but it makes me feel that it is I who has broken free from such a weak shell, and continues to grow in decaying nutrition, and the original formless and substantial soul has grown a silhouette, flesh and blood, and a cuticle, and this growth is like the accelerated passage of spring and autumn, the last moment it is still a seed planted in spring, and the next moment it is already a fruit of autumn.

I didn't die, I didn't go, I could feel my loss and my regrowth, I could feel something that had been piling up on me all the time in the process of being reborn. Then, stretching my limbs, I got up from the ground, and with a little force, I lifted the weight of my back and stood up on my legs again.

I wiped the mud from my eyelids with my hands, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a blood-colored muddy world. The sky of this world is darkness without stars, and the earth of this world is flat and endless except for me and another huge object. It was as if the world was left with me and that huge thing or "living thing".

It was so conspicuous that it initially struck me as a giant monster - and it was true, it was definitely not something that could be seen under normal circumstances, and it was completely impossible to describe its existence with common sense. What does it really look like? I saw it with my own eyes, but I couldn't find the right words to describe it. All in all, it was the most unique of all the weirdness I've seen on such a long trip.

At a cursory glance, you will think that it is a plant, but if you look closely, it looks like an animal, and if you look more closely at a certain part, you will think that it is a deformed human body. Its image seems to represent something, but it makes people feel obscure, only bringing a depressed, gloomy, and desperate mood to the observer, making people want to die in front of it.

I looked at my new body, naked, no longer a structural material, full of flesh and blood full of fullness and vulnerability, not unfamiliar, it was the appearance of the seventeen-year-old high school student I was most familiar with. I wanted to use the quick sweep, but the Demonic Pattern didn't work, and I suddenly realized that the Demonic Pattern was here. Therefore, I didn't have the speed sweep superpower, I didn't have the chain judgment, and I became the most ordinary young man in this strange world of consciousness. The body is fragile, and the dangers that lurk in the dark, the eerie, and the strange - any danger imaginable - pose a deadly threat.

Although the occultist will not have a good time facing the mysteries, and will not be able to survive the mysteries, it takes a stronger will and greater courage to face the mysteries as an ordinary person without the power of the mysteries.

I couldn't even find a weapon, and the foul air was so foul of the air that it made me feel like my lifespan was shrinking at a drastic rate. My heart was filled with fear, as in the past, and there was nothing unaccustomed to it, and my hands and feet would not be stiffened by it. I walked bare-chested, foot deep and shallow, toward the strangely looking giant being. I knew very well what I was in, and how I got to it, I was hit again and again, washed away by countless sudden upheavals, but I didn't lose the slightest memory.

I still remember my plans and know what I have to do.

It's more reassuring to do nothing because of fear, because you're naked, because you're flesh and blood.

Of course, I can't be sure what that strange and huge thing is, but I can only be sure that it must have something to do with Woo Giang, Dr. Nguyen Lê, and Si Tian Yuan Jia Coconut - it is a result of the actions of all parties - and this result proves that it is definitely not a good thing, but it cannot be left in place just because it feels terrifying and dangerous.

Approaching it is certainly dangerous, but it is not necessarily safe to stay where it is. The choice of "chance" is meaningless in such a situation, because information is always insufficient, and the world I live in is always more ridiculous than I think. I know that I can never do what I have to do until I'm "fully prepared", and I can never rely on waiting for opportunities and victories. (To be continued.) )