In the carriage.

The crowd, barely regaining their composure, ensued a heated discussion.

"What can get a driver up a tree seven or eight meters high?" The business man's gaze swept over a group of passengers huddled on chairs leaning on each other,

"Cheetah?" The punk woman hugged the arm of the woman in the white shirt like she was holding her mother, "Only cheetahs like to get their prey to trees." ”

"Impossible." The Indian lifted the frame of his glasses, which was missing a lens, and his eyes, one large and one small, looked comical, "There has never been a record of cheetahs preying on humans, and according to the latitude and climate of this elk forest, there should be no cheetahs, maybe wolves, the wolf howl just now has been following us, it is hunting us." ”

Hunt?

A look of cringe flashed across the faces of a group of people.

"But can wolves climb trees?" The mother holding her daughter said tremblingly, "The sound of banging on the door doesn't look like a wolf can make it." ”

The Indian thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "That's the mutated wolf, werewolf?" ”

"Whatever that thing is, it takes us for prey." A hint of determination flashed in the blonde brother's eyes, and he clenched his fists, "We can't sit still, we have to give it a little color and see!" ”

"That's right, if we don't want to be like that gentleman, we have to fight back, and even take the initiative," the old man took a deep breath, "Sean, what weapons and tools are in the train, give everyone a look." ”

"Sean?"

A dozen pairs of eyes turned to the ticket inspector who was slumped in a chair in despair,

"Idiot, the fire burns the ass, and you cry like a bitch!" The business man grabbed Sean's tie and tugged, "Stand up for me!" ”

"Sean, take up your responsibility to protect the passengers," the old lady pestled her cane on the ground,

"Okay, weapons and tools, go this way..."Sean wiped his eyes, got up and led the group forward to another carriage, took out a few fire axes, wrenches, and crowbars from the locker against the wall and quickly distributed them.

Sean clenched the fire axe with both hands and turned it twice, making a chopping motion, his gray face barely returned to normal, but the opposite car door suddenly shook, scaring him almost out of his body.

"It's back!" The punk woman held the wrench in her arms,

"What the hell is it?"

"Woo, Mom, I'm afraid."

"What's screaming!" The business man made a quiet gesture, glanced at a few of his companions, clenched the weapons in his hands and cautiously gathered around the sides of the door, taking a deep breath, ready to wait for the thing to break through the door and give it two blows.

But as if sensing their intentions, the other party suddenly stopped banging on the door.

Knock knock.

The pounding at the doorway stopped, and heavy footsteps were heard overhead.

And a picture appeared in Sean's mind - a behemoth slowly walking on the roof of the car, close to their position and away from them, creating panic and trying to make them scurry and actively escape from the car.

What to do?

Sean, who had never encountered this situation, had a mess in his mind, and really couldn't think of a good way, so he turned to look at his companions, and suddenly found that the punk girl and the woman in the white shirt who were close together quietly withdrew from the crowd, as if they were about to change cars, but they were close to the glass window on the left.

"What are you doing, don't go there, be careful!"

Sean shouted, but it was too late.

Whoa—

There was a crisp cracking sound, and crystal glass shards flew in from outside the window frame.

A muscular claw reached into the carriage like lightning and grabbed the punk girl's waist impartially.

Sean, who saw this scene, opened his mouth in amazement, and the business men gasped.

The claw looked like a human hand, but it was several times thicker, and its fingertips were as sharp as nail awls, and as it moved in its arms, it stabbed into the punk woman's chest and abdomen, slicing down the waistcoat and soft skin, revealing a row of bloody gaps.

Blinding blood shot out, staining the side of the white shirt next to him red.

The pain-biting punk woman had both eyes bulging out, but before she could scream, she was clawed back into the night.

She hung upside down from the car window and shook it up and down, like a ravaged rag doll, her hands desperately grabbing the edge of the window frame, her big eyes soaked with tears and pleading,

"Help me! Please! ”

The woman in the white shirt screamed and pulled back the punk woman's arm. "Save her, someone! Save Nina! ”

The business man and the group took a step back.

Sean rushed up and grabbed his hand.

But the power gap was too great, Sean slipped his hand, and the punk girl was pulled to the top of the carriage out of view.

Ahhh

Heart-rending screams, violent jolts, and the sound of claws slicing into flesh twisted together overhead.

Poof—

Finally, there was the sound of liquid splattering, and large patches of viscous blood spilled down from across the broken window and above the other, slowly soaking the glass.

"No!"

The woman in the white shirt wailed bitterly, as sad as if she had died of her daughter.

Sean covered her mouth with lightning speed, wrapped his arms around her waist, and moved with the army to another carriage, locking the gate at the junction.

"Quiet, shhhhh

A group of people sat down under chairs away from the glass windows, hugging their knees, their shoulders shrunk and shivering, their eyes shining strangely, like children hearing a horror story for the first time.

No one noticed that a half-palm-sized bronze badge lay beneath a seat, with a cross-shaped mouth opening and closing in the center of the badge, sucking greedily.

"The master said, only protect a few people," the sixteen eyes of the shallow shallow rolled around, "the others have nothing to do with me, put on a good show, and scream a lot..."

It's been a long time.

The crowd calmed down their horror.

Sean felt the woman in the white shirt in his arms stop struggling and wailing, and then let go of her mouth and looked at everyone, "Who can see clearly, what the hell was that just now?" ”

"It's not dogs, wolves, bears, cheetahs," said the Indians, with a sad face, "and a lot of strength, claws like human hands, and howling to intimidate us, so... Probably a werewolf. ”

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense about these horror stories," the business man clawed his tie anxiously, his eyes bloodshot like sandworms, "Whatever that thing is, there's only one head at the moment." There are so many of us, as long as we cooperate well and set a trap, we will definitely be able to kill it! ”

"It's easy to say, will you go to the front then?" Edna finally recognized the hypocrisy of this man and did not hesitate to debunk it.

The business man was speechless in an instant.

The woman in the white shirt swept over the crowd with a frightened gaze and asked like a breakdown, "This monster has killed two passengers, who will die next?" ”

Who died?

A group of people with earthy faces.

"Wait, how are we missing someone? The fat man? Sean changed the subject, breaking the silence,

"Big fat?" The crowd looked around.

Almost at the same time, there was a small knock on the door in the bathroom at the end of the carriage.

"I'm here," came the voice of an urn, "I'm stuck on the toilet and can't open the door... Help me open the door! ”

Shet, you can still pull at this juncture! A group of people scolded him in their hearts,

But the fat man was so relieved.

Sean leaned towards the bathroom and angrily took out the key in his arms,

"Wait a minute, I'll open the door!"

Bang dang!

Before the key could be inserted into the hole, the sound of heavy footsteps sounded again overhead, right above the bathroom—the thing was on the fat man's head!

"! Let me out! ”

The fat man with his butt stuck on the toilet was so frightened that he turned the doorknob hard,

Bang bang bang!

In response, the metal pounding on the ceiling became more and more violent, apparently the thing was tearing at the iron sheet with its claws.

"God, open the door and help me!" The fat man slammed the door, and his fat body shook non-stop.

Sean's trembling fingers inserted the key into the lock.

One twist!

Didn't push it away.

Poof!

Heavy objects fall to the ground.

Sean's eyelids jumped and he held his breath.

The fat man's urging and knocking on the door in the bathroom disappeared, and the screams of killing pigs rang out.

Bang!

A scythe-like claw poked a row of circular holes into the metal door of the bathroom, and blood gushed out of it, drenching Sean's head all over his face.

And through the hole, his bulging eyes clearly saw a monster standing up with a man slamming the fat man's belly with his claws, pressing him against the toilet and ravaging him.

It's like a hyena gnawing on a badly injured porcupine.

The internal organs of the intestines fell off all over the floor.

Roar!

Roars, wails, and swallows echoed.

Nightmarish living monster carnage scenes appear in front of you, creating a powerful impact.

Sean was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, unable to move a finger like an electric shock.

Ordinary people, when they faced these supernatural monsters for the first time, did not have the slightest courage to resist.

But Edna, the guard attendant, saw Sean's panicked state and rushed over to drag him back to the back of the car.

The crowd screamed and fled, but the gate at the junction behind them was locked, keeping them out.

The monster in the bathroom didn't give them time either.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the iron door of the bathroom fell to the ground with a heavy bang, and blood and dust rose up.

A monster covered in minced flesh strode out.

Bare muscles, sharp claws, and a mouth full of interlaced fangs permeated a sickening stench of blood and foul odor.

The orange beast's pupils swept away, shooting out a terrifying red light.

The little girl screamed and fainted.

The crowd banged frantically on the iron door.

Sean still sat on the ground dumbfounded, watching the werewolf stride over, his arched paws dragging blood-colored footprints on the ground.

The werewolf walked to a position less than half a meter away from him and stood still, opened his bloody mouth and roared at his face, the fishy wind blew Sean's brain buzzing, and his short hair stood back like a rock sound in his head.

The werewolf raised his paw at him, and was about to send the prey back to the west with one paw, when suddenly his body was shocked.

Edna, the female flight attendant lying on the ground, plucked up the courage to stab a crowbar into the werewolf's abdomen, and subconsciously turned around, her delicate face mixed with fear and excitement.

Enraged, the werewolf struck her five meters away with a wave of his claws, sliding close to the ground.

"Edna!"

And Sean saw the attack on his crush colleague, and a surge of anger welled up in his chest, so strong that he suppressed fear and trembling, and he held a fire axe in both hands and aimed it at the werewolf's neck.

Blood splattered, and a huge gap opened in the werewolf's neck.

The blade of the axe is stuck in the cervical vertebrae.

The werewolf wailed and flicked his left arm towards Sean with a heavy swing, but halfway through the swing of the arm was held in place by an invisible force, and the sharp claws were only two centimeters away from Sean's face.

Immediately after that, the werewolf had a sharp pain in his back, and the blonde guy picked up the fire axe and slashed into the back of its neck!

"Kill it!" The blonde boy yelled at the crowd with blood-red eyes, "Come on, let's kill this beast together!" ”

But no one dared to come up.

The werewolf waved his right hand at him again, and the same strange scene appeared, the right paw was also fixed in the air, and it suddenly lost its two offensive weapons and became a live target.

Sean screamed and slashed at the side of its neck, and the blonde slashed at the back of its neck.

Puff puff puff - the sound of metal breaking flesh echoed through the carriage, and two black shadows on the wall waved their arms frantically.

A full half minute.

An ugly head rolled to the floor, a ball rolling into the crowd.

The headless werewolf corpse spurted blood, slowly slumping to the ground like a sinking ship.

Call... Suck...

The werewolf died.

The tension and excitement in the carriage vanished.

Sean and the blonde brother, whose faces were covered in wolf blood, had weak hands and collapsed on the ground with exhaustion, sweat soaking through their clothes.

"Guys, we won!" The business man straightened his collar and waved his fist excitedly, "We defeated the monster and survived." ”

"God, what kind of devil is this?" The old couple looked at the head under their feet and trembled,

"It looks like some kind of human-wolf hybrid, and we can kill it, miracle." With a big smile on his face that he had survived, the Indians grabbed Sean and the blonde by the hand and helped them up.

Sean, whose mind was blank, staggered over and helped Edna up, suddenly having a trance of time standing still, a kind of tranquility that was almost eerie.

The tranquility was subverted, and there was a loud bang, and the glass windows on both sides of the carriage shattered at the same time.

Several majestic werewolves pounced on them like lightning, as if the previous killing was just a show for fun, and now they were just entering the real hunt-

The gray-haired, long-haired werewolf bit down on the Indian neck, and its huge claws, which were often twice as thick, grabbed him by the waist and gently pulled him off, plucking out his head like a turnip, and throwing him into the crowd.

The other business man who was closest to him clutched his chest and moaned in horror, gurgling and foaming at the blood in his mouth.

A bloody claw swooped through his back and out of his chest, lifting him high to the ceiling.

Bang la la—

Torn in half, a rain of blood fell in the carriage.

Whew—

The werewolves roared and threw themselves into the pile of screaming people in the back of the car, waving their fangs and claws to create a bloody storm.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Human flesh and blood have no chance of winning in the face of monsters.

The two dozen or so people were like animals in a sheepfold, and they were dismantled with a wail.

The whole carriage shook violently,

The air was filled with pungent blood, layers of red grease sprayed onto the sidewalls like high-pressure water guns.

Sean closed his eyes and hugged Edna tightly, ready to face death.

He didn't notice all the werewolves that pounced on him, all of them were pierced through their eyes and brains by a ghostly bone dagger like a shuttle, and they fell to the ground and turned into corpses.

Then the locked door of the carriage opened without warning, and a biting cold wind blew on Sean's face, and he opened his eyes to see the dark escape route, and he pulled Elena and ran out.

At the same time, like a miracle, the blonde brother also rushed out of the carriage with the mother and daughter who were covered in blood but unharmed.

But two groups of people fled in two different directions.

A bronze badge suspended in the darkness muttered in anguish.

"Which side should I protect?"

Shoal quickly did a math, choosing between three and one, and rushed towards the blonde boy and the mother and daughter.

……

Whew...

The sound of footsteps echoed in the dense forest snow.

"Run along the railroad tracks! Elena, run! ”

Sean dragged the woman all the way to the next station, lowered his head and got out of the bushes, and stepped over the dead trees lying on the ground...

I don't know how long I ran all the way.

A rapid wolf howl sounded behind him, like death was chasing his life.

Closer and closer, clearer and clearer.

Sean suddenly stopped in the woods, looked around, and muttered, "They're nearby, they're coming." ”

"Hurry up, run down the railroad, Sean, hurry up!" Elena dragged his hand desperately, as if she saw something in his expression, and pleaded, "Please... Let's go together. ”

"We can't go together, or we won't be able to leave." Sean looked back at Elena's face, a face he had secretly admired for three years, and the delicate makeup had long been stained with sweat and blood, and it looked very embarrassed.

But the concern and nervousness in her eyes at this time made her incomparably beautiful and moving.

Sean couldn't help but pick up this face and kiss it,

"Run, Elena, Fanny is still waiting for you at home, you're going to take her to a good school, forgot?"

"Woo... No... Don't be so cruel! ”

"Run! Elena, run! Sean rudely pushed her away, watching her sob, stumble and run away.

Then pick up a branch from the snow.

Take a deep breath and turn around.

Two pairs of dark pupils emerged from the fir bushes, and two werewolves slowly walked towards him, growling in their throats and spewing heavy white gas from their noses.

"Come, brute! Come on! ”

Sean clenched the branches with both hands and shouted provocative provocation at the two monsters, his eyes flashing like daylight.

The first time I saw this monster, I was scared to death.

But now there seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, and he felt fearless, and with his human body, he swung a dead branch and pounced on the two werewolves.

……

Hmmm-

A half-moon-shaped sword light flashed from the depths of the dense forest.

Twenty werewolves pinned in mid-air exploded into a line of blood, and twenty heads fell to the ground like ripe fruit from a coconut tree.

Shadow unleashed dozens of telekinetic tentacles, expertly skinning them for cramps, collecting materials and blood samples.

And Dean shook his wrist to shake off the blood beads on the knife, staring at the prompt in front of him-

"The Misery Master" draws a lot of pain and despair, and transforms the free attribute together: 1.5

Did you kill the transformation werewolf? *20, Mastery +20, Combat lv5 (530→550/700)

The "Night Train" is 60 percent progress.

Shadow has absorbed part of the soul essence, Shadow lv4 (485→500/500)

Whether to lift or not!

……

A faint sense of uneasiness suddenly swelled up in Di An's head, and he communicated with the shallow mind for a second.

In the next second, his figure flashed and teleported to the outside of the train two miles away, raising his hand and pinching it.

Bang bang bang!

The eight-headed werewolves in the carriage who greedily licked their flesh and blood couldn't even scream, just like a tomato that was squeezed by the powerful telekinesis, and the corpses gathered into a blood-colored flesh mass, dripping and spinning.

Poof, scattered all over the sky.

Dean continued on his way, flying at full speed along the railroad tracks in zero gravity for ten seconds, a brutal scene in his sight.

Two werewolves are biting around a man lying on the ground in a ticket inspector's costume.

More precisely, torture, from time to time with a bite, pulling a gap with a claw.

The man still had a breath left, his eyes trembling with half-open eyes, and every muscle on his bloody face was twisted with pain.

The lower part of the neck, the chest and abdomen are even more miserable.

Dean grabbed his fanged knife and rushed away.

Brushing –

Two heads were thrown into the air, and the two headless corpses froze in place like statues, collapsing with a bang.

Fighting LV5 (550→552/700)

……

Dean reached out and pressed the man's neck, and a wave of life energy crossed in, temporarily hanging his life.

I saw that his dissected chest and abdomen were slowly healing, and his failed heartbeat became stable.

But his half-open pupils suddenly turned into a beastly oval, and his mouth let out a wolf-like roar.

He began to transform into a werewolf who had no reason and only a desire to kill.

Dean squinted at the rapidly deformed face,

"Sean, you have shown extraordinary courage and are qualified to keep yourself alive."

"But I'm not sure which is more powerful, the snake or the wolf, whether it can save you, I can only give you a chance."

Dean's cheeks squirmed, changing to the appearance of Seth, the basilis, grinning, black-brown snake scales poking out of his neck, and two conical fangs popping out of his upper gums.

Hiss –

He bit Sean on the neck.

Grunt and grunt with the basilisk's venom.

Sean, who was transforming into a werewolf, suddenly began to have a seizure like a sheep seizure, and a series of magical changes occurred inside his body!

(End of chapter)