In an unknown space, under a blood-colored canopy, a huge black train with a hideous shape roared in.

This train, compared to the No. 194 train where Lin Hao and others were, is not only thousands of times larger, but also has countless black scales all over the body, not only the complicated patterns, but also countless black scales, these scales, sharp like a knife, shining with cold light, dense, densely layered on the body, making this giant horror train look like a real living giant beast.

In addition to the most intuitive volume and the dense scales on it, the most prominent thing about this giant train is probably the strange text that lies on the front of the train, which is fierce and cold.

This strange text, if someone who knows it is present, must be able to say it in one bite, and it is called [Demon].

That's right, this is the number 8 of the ten special trains.

Unlike ordinary trains, each special train is a shijie of its own. Its carriages, like the Death Train, are divided into three classes: Beginner, Intermediate, and Advanced.

In other words, in the special train, in addition to those super existences, there are also people from the hundred and tenth trains.

Of course, the Death Train has great restrictions on the recruitment of personnel for these special trains, the most notable of which is that the members recruited must be beings who have been determined to die.

After all, the biggest purpose of the train is to cultivate outstanding talents, it is impossible to give the best of those to the captains of these special trains, the reason why such a rule is set is just to maximize the use of resources, and then give those dead but quite good passengers a chance.

However, not all good passengers will be recruited by special trains at the time of their death, because the number of seats available each year is limited, so no matter which special train is recruited, it is necessary to be cautious. Just like Lu Ming before, as early as the moment the combat talent appeared, he was targeted by the introducer of Huangquan Column, and observed the time of the three missions.

Lin Hao didn't know this, and in the same way, he didn't know that in fact, among the people he had come into contact with, Lu Ming was not the first person to be absorbed into the special train. The real first person is actually the newcomer Lu Siqi who only appeared in Lin Hao's third mission. This mean and snobbish woman was lucky to be absorbed as a member of the magic train at the moment of her life.

Many people here may not understand, what qualifications does such a bad personality and incompetent woman have to be favored by the introducer of the magic train?

The reason is simple, she has enough disgust and a series of negative emotions.

The biggest difference between the special train and the ordinary train is that there is a [Soul Tree] on the train, which determines the name of each train, and also determines the soul of the passengers in each train.

And Lu Siqi happens to be such a member.

Leaving the third mission, she stepped into the sky and stepped into the special train. Not only has she become more powerful and evil than before, but, more importantly, she now has a team of her own, although the captain of this team is not her, but it is not much different from hers, because she is the woman who is the captain of this team, the only woman.

"Lin Hao, I hope you are not dead, otherwise, I won't be able to give you a huge fright." In the primary compartment of the magic train, a woman with heavy makeup and slender cheeks had cold eyes and sneered repeatedly.

Although they are members of the special train, they still have to participate in the train's mission, and as a train that belongs to the same Eastern Regions as train No. 194, the junior passengers in the magic train also have to participate in the red train festival held by the train. And this means that in the near future, Lin Hao will meet Lu Siqi again, and as an enemy, what he has to face is the entire subordinate team from the magic train.

All this, the current Lin Hao doesn't know.

As a candidate for the name of battle, after an hour and a half of realistic simulation training, his body finally reached its peak state.

"Drink!"

With a muffled roar, Lin Hao clenched his fists, and the sudden green tendons suddenly erupted with a large amount of strength, which shook the bones lightly, and the catheters connected to his body were shattered by roots.

"Liliang is 100% utilized, this feeling is really fulfilling!" Letting go of his fists, Lin Hao muttered softly, his eyes full of excitement. All liliang in the body belongs to oneself, every trace, every point, can be completely mobilized by oneself, this feeling, in Lin Hao's opinion, the most appropriate adjective, is nothing more than fulfillment.

"After the training, the battle name assessment task is about to begin."

"Countdown: five, four...... Two, one"

"Let's go!"

The mechanical sound came, and in the next second, the field of vision changed, and Lin Hao appeared in the previous task shijie.

"Kill a hundred blood ghosts in five minutes."

The task was issued, and soon, a roar came, and the blood ghosts with scarlet fur and bloody skin appeared with a number of as many as five hundred.

Lin Hao squinted, but he didn't panic. If it was before, he might not have this ability, but now, after all the liliang in his body is activated, he is at least eighty percent sure.

Sou!

Stepping forward, his body leaped vertically, Lin Hao rushed out like an arrow from the string, and appeared in front of those blood ghosts in a blink of an eye. The five fingers stretched out, clenched into a fist, and he slashed down his arm with a click, directly piercing the head of a bloody demon next to him, causing it to fall to the ground with its huge body.

The figure did not stop, and Lin Hao, who wheeled a blood ghost with one punch, turned around and swung his fist, and with an irresistible liliang, he overturned four or five fierce blood ghosts.

Bang bang bang!

With straight legs and windmills turning around, Lin Hao erupted, bang, bang, and swept away the blood ghosts that pounced on him.

"That's too many." With a low mutter, Lin Hao pulled out his short blade and rushed straight out against many blood ghosts.

Four minutes later, a hundred blood ghosts lay dead on the spot, dark green blood flowing all over the ground.

"Ding, mission accomplished, mission evaluation: S."

"The first level of assessment is complete, enter the second level of assessment, please kill the ten-headed ghost master Mo Su within five minutes."

Listening to the task requirements of the second-level assessment, Lin Hao Huo Ran changed his complexion. Ghost Master Mosu, its strength, Lin Hao is the most aware, if it is a head kill, even if it is a hundred, Lin Hao is sure, but kill ten heads within five minutes, and during the period, he has to face the attack of more than ten Mosu.

To put it bluntly, it's a challenge.

"I don't have a choice." Lin Hao shook his head and released the ghost master Mosu, who had become a slave.

His mentality was very different from before, no longer that reluctance, on the contrary, he got a hint of sweetness, and he was very interested in the great benefits that the female voice said. People die for money, birds die for food, although Lin Hao will not fight to the death, but within the scope of his ability, he will never give up.

"Kill!"

The tiger roared, and Lin Hao rushed forward.

The handle of the knife was clenched, and he waved his hand to slash, and the sharp blade tore open the skin of the ghost master with a tear. It's just that before Liliang erupted, he dug the tip of the knife deep into it, and a ghost master on the side was already punching and killing, forcing him to retreat.

"Black and white field!"

Retreating and retreating, Lin Hao's vitality was full of vitality, laying down a black and white illusion, and bringing the two ghost masters into it.

Burst! Burst!

The sharp blade slashed horizontally, Lin Hao took the opportunity to go up, seized the time of almost 0.01 seconds, and cut the necks of the two ghost masters.

It's just that two fists are hard to beat four hands, especially when the difference between the strength of the enemy and oneself is limited.

Rumble!

At the same time that Lin Hao slaughtered the two ghost masters, the other two ghost masters rushed straight up, swung their iron fists together, and slammed into Lin Hao, making him fly straight out like cannonballs.

"Ahem." Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Lin Hao stood up from the ground.

"Four minutes and thirty-six seconds, eight heads!"

Tightening and tightening the short blade in his hand, Lin Hao continued to kill towards the large group of ghost masters.

Finally, at the second before the end of the time limit, Lin Hao raised his knife and cut off the head of the tenth ghost master with a pop.

"Whew-" Long gasped, Lin Hao's face was tired, wiped the blood on his face, and he kept standing as much as possible. The consumption this time is too great, and the ten-headed Mosu-level ghost master, and it is still under siege, it can be solved in just five minutes, and the difficulty is so great that ordinary people may not even dare to think about it.

"Ding, mission completed, mission evaluation: A+."

"The second level of assessment is completed, enter the third level of assessment, please kill four ten thousand devouring vines within five minutes."

"Hint: Passenger Lin Hao, please note that the outcome of the assessment is not based on whether you have cleared the customs, but whether you can have your own battle name."

It seems that Lin Hao's killing is not on the right track, and at the zuihou stage of the assessment task, the train finally gave a little hint.

"Can you have your own battle name?" Lin Hao frowned, his heart moved faintly, but he couldn't grasp the fleeting inspiration, and at the moment when he was thinking, the scene in front of him changed again, and four huge ten thousand devouring vines broke through the ground and slashed the vines to kill.

"What does that mean exactly?"

Dodging back, Lin Hao didn't fight, thinking hard about what that sentence meant.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he whispered, "Have your own battle name!" ”

He suddenly thought of what Julie said, the name of the battle is recognized by the train, not given by the train, and this means that the so-called name of the war actually needs to be created by himself, and his killing along the way is completely killing for the sake of killing, but he has not considered his own battle direction at all.

"What kind of ability should I have, what kind of battle name should I have?"

Lin Hao was deep and deep in thought.

(Happy New Year everyone)