As a bare-handed human, fighting against a massive killing machine is clearly an act of seeking death. Zhang Luo wisely chose to run away.

However, after only two steps, he realized that something was not quite right with his body.

Although it is true that in a tense situation of life and death, humanity may explode with unusually powerful forces, the current situation is obviously not the same as that situation.

――It's not that I'm stronger than before, it's that my body has become lighter.

The feeling of stepping on the ground is not the usual sense of reality, but like stepping on cotton. Although it felt very wrong, it didn't affect the movement speed at all, but instead ran faster.

At this speed, you might be able to escape from the robot's butcher's knife. But......

"The door can't be opened!"

Desperate cries were heard from the back of the carriage. Zhang Luo stopped after running a few steps.

Finding that the carriage door could not be opened, several middle-aged men threw themselves at the windows on both sides, trying to break the windows to escape, but unfortunately the windows seemed to be fixed with the space, and they didn't move at all!

In the face of a desperate situation, the panic level of the passengers crowded in the back compartment increased again.

The well-dressed woman fell to her knees weakly and began to cry. The man next to him was also like ashes, and kept slamming the door hard.

"Is there no way back......

Confirming the fact that there was no way to escape, Zhang Luo did not fall into a panic like the others, but turned his head, stared at the approaching robot, and quickly thought of a feasible way.

As a lover of deep curiosity, he has an amazing endurance for bloody scenes. In fact, what surprised him now was the question of how a robot could make a game voice.

Zhang Luo, who was unusually interested in all kinds of unsolved mysteries and terrifying legends, had read hundreds of grotesque urban legends with great interest, but even in the most absurd stories he had ever read, the existence of such machines was never mentioned.

After all, urban legends are all used to scare people, and if you add this kind of thing, it will probably only be reduced to a joke.

Since you can't find the prototype in the story, what exactly is the origin of this thing?

Could it be a test machine made by the military?

No, if it were a military machine, it would not be possible to add this comic sound effect. What's more, the style of this thing has nothing to do with the military at all, even if it is put in a science fiction movie, it is probably just a killing machine driven by mercenaries.

If we say mercenaries, then here's the problem......

- How could a mercenary possess such crazy technology? And there's no way they're here, right?

Zhang Luo took a few steps back, and the silver machine did not chase after him, but stopped in front of his original seat, and aimed the bloody blade on the mechanical arm at the girl who was still leaning on the hard seat motionless.

- Oh no.

Zhang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although I don't know this girl, my impression of her is actually not bad. But Zhang Luo knew that he really couldn't do anything for her now. So, it can only ......

"Bell!"

The tyrannical metal crash resounded throughout the carriage, and a red light inexplicably lit up in the hand of the girl in white, blocking the long knife swung by the robot.

At the same time, the "space" around her also began to undergo abnormal changes.

"It's ......"

Zhang Luo had already thrown his fear out of the clouds at this time, and stared at the amazing scene that was happening without blinking:

A terrifying scarlet light and shadow appeared in the air around the girl, and the whole person was suddenly surrounded by blood-colored mist, and her body suddenly became several times larger than before.

When she stood up again, she had reached the height of the robot.

In the face of the sudden accident, even the large machine that had just killed several people in a row was stunned, and then suddenly waved the metal blade in his hand, but ......

The "girl" stretched out her pale bony left hand and took the robot's full force blow lightly.

The long skirt that was originally pure white and immaculate had now turned into a tattered pitch-black cloak, and under the hood was an unfathomable darkness, and a scarlet mist slowly drifted out.

As she "took the blade empty-handed", she put her right hand behind her neck, grabbed the long handle of the half-moon scythe behind her back, and pulled out the terrifying-looking weapon.

"This ...... Be...... Grim Reaper? Zhang Luo muttered to himself.

NOT A HANDSOME GUY AND A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN WHO GUARDS THE CORPSE SOUL WORLD WITH A SWORD IN HIS HAND, BUT A "CLASSICAL GOD OF DEATH" (REAPER) FROM GREEK MYTHOLOGY. Even murderous machines have slowed down under tyrannical coercion.

"You ......"

A stunned voice came from the robot's loudspeaker, and was about to continue the attack, only to hear the "Grim Reaper" say in a gloomy voice:

"Get on your knees."

With a bang, the robot fell to its knees unsteadily, and the steel body made a "click" grinding sound while shaking slightly.

Zhang Luo thought that the machine would continue to resist, but when he saw the robot that was originally kneeling on one knee, he simply knelt down, and at the same time used two mechanical arms to protect the "head", posing in a posture of holding his head and squatting, and the voice from the speaker was also a little trembling:

"Don't ...... Don't kill me......"

"You're too cowardly, aren't you?" Zhang Luo sighed helplessly.

In the face of the opponent who hugged his head and begged for mercy, the "Grim Reaper" did not hesitate at all, and the scythe in his hand swung down suddenly, directly cutting the robot in two, and then took a step forward, and stepped on the oval metal head into scattered silver fragments with one kick.

After killing the robot neatly, the tall figure in the black robe turned in Zhang Luo's direction, and a vague female voice floated out from under the hood:

"You're still alive?"

"That's true." Zhang Luo's eyes stared at the "Grim Reaper" incarnated by the girl in white without blinking.

He could see that the guy in front of him didn't mean to kill himself, otherwise with his combat strength, he would have been killed in one fell stab, and it would be impossible for him to live until now.

"You exude a dead breath from you, is it also 'over there'? Not right......"

As the god of death spoke, the black robe on his body turned into a scarlet cloud and dissipated, returning to the original posture of the girl in white, and then leaned in front of Zhang Luo and asked in a solemn tone, "Have you come into contact with ghosts?" ”

"If I meet a ghost, I won't be so depressed." Zhang Luo shrugged, and then immediately asked, "That ...... just now What's going on? ”

The girl didn't speak, just glanced back at the carriage behind her.

Following her gaze, Zhang Luo was surprised to find that the survivors who had gathered at the back of the carriage had fallen to the ground at this time, and they didn't need to go over to know that they were dead.

――The robots didn't rush to the back just now, so why did they die?

Turning his head and looking at the girl in white who came to his side, Zhang Luo hesitated for a moment, and there was a mysterious silence in the carriage for a while.

He knew very well that unlike himself, who was involved in the incident in a confused situation, this girl in white, who had just incarnated as the "Grim Reaper", could definitely explain what had just happened.

There is no doubt that this person came prepared, otherwise it would not be possible to kill the robot so calmly, but now......

"I said, can you stop playing with my face?" Zhang Luo said vaguely.

-- The "Grim Reaper", who was still domineering just now, was tiptoeing at this time, stretching out his little white hand to pinch his face and rub it around, without the terrifying posture he had before.

"You must be possessed."

The girl with long hair and shawl said well, put her little face in front of Zhang Luo, stared at him with wide eyes, and a vague smell of mint wafted over.

Forcefully pushing away the girl's hand, Zhang Luo patted his somewhat sour cheek and explained, "I did go to a famous haunted ancestral hall, but I didn't see a ghost. ”

Recalling the scene when he set up a tent and camped next to the "Seven Coffins Ancestral Hall", even Zhang Luo, who has always been very sensitive to abnormal situations, couldn't find anything suspicious at all.

However, after listening to this girl's words, he finally had some doubts:

Thinking about it carefully, when I first arrived at the ancestral hall, I did have a subtle feeling of numbness on my scalp, and because the duration was too short, I didn't pay attention to it at that time. It's only now that I finally remember it, and it feels like ......

"Does it feel like an electric shock?" The girl asked, tilting her head.

"That's right." Zhang Luo nodded immediately.

"That's possession." The girl in white sat back in her seat as she spoke, and pressed her face against the glass in boredom.

――In other words, was the reason why I was so light just now because of my "ghost body"......

Hearing the girl's explanation, Zhang Luo suddenly realized that his physical condition was not optimistic, after all, generally speaking, most of the guys who were ghosted seemed to have no good end. But now isn't the time to worry about this:

"Is it okay for you to be so laid-back now?" He asked.

"Teammates haven't ......arrived yet," the girl's voice was interrupted by a loud metal crash:

"Bang!"

Zhang Luo, who usually reacts at a decent speed, is like a ghost possessed at this time, bursting out at a terrifying speed and suddenly falling down, and then a heavy metal object brings out a howling wind and rushes overhead.

When I looked back, I saw that the carriage door swept the entire carriage roughly, slamming heavily on the door panel on the other side, making a loud sound like a gong, and the force was so great that the compartment wall was dented.

"What?"

Zhang Luo stood up and patted the dust on his body. Turning around, he immediately took two steps back:

Although the guy who appeared this time is smaller than the previous robot, he can also be called tall and burly. In terms of the degree of danger, it seems to be even better than the robot just now.

It was a muscular hunk in a black vest and desert camouflage trousers, at least two meters tall, with bare skin on his arms covered in shocking cobweb-like scars, and a tattered white plastic mask on his face, revealing only two eyes.

The man held a bloodstained pneumatic chainsaw in his left hand and a hairy ankle in his right hand, and dragged the corpse of a werewolf directly, leaving a long bloody trail in the aisle behind him.

This guy's appearance can almost be called the signature murderer in American horror movies!

Eye-catching with the other party's scarlet eyes, Zhang Luo lowered his voice and said to the girl who was still closing her eyes: "Wake up, we're in trouble." ”

The girl yawned, followed Zhang Luo's gaze, and then waved her hand listlessly:

"Here, here."

"Huh?" Faced with the unexpected development, Zhang Luo didn't react for a while.

Under his surprised gaze, the strong man threw away the werewolf corpse he was dragging, and then, suddenly, raised his right hand violently.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

A muffled voice came from under the killer's mask, and as he spoke, he scratched the back of his head as if he was embarrassed.

"What kind of fuss is this......

Before Zhang Luo had time to comment on this magical unfolding, the guy with a very oppressive appearance had already stood in front of him, stretched out his right hand that was still stained with blood, and said very politely:

"Hello, I'm Federik. Carremont. ”