Xu Huo took two steps back and quickly hit the carriage wall. Natural Curl stood in front of him with two knives in hand, lowering his voice. "You may not have much experience, but it's best not to use weapons with too much destructive power when fighting on a train. Otherwise, if you damage it, we'll all be done for."
"Look at everyone else. They're all holding back."
"Is that so?" Xu Huo raised an eyebrow slightly and pushed forward with his hand. A Cutting Line replaced the Ray Blade, embedding itself in the air and closing in on Natural Curl.
"Creak... creak..." Several floating Metal Plates blocked the Cutting Line. As the two items strained against each other, they made sounds as if they were about to give way, but neither advanced an inch. Just as they reached a stalemate, the effects of other players' items interfered. Several items collided, and all of them lost their effects.
The fight, however, did not end. The players who had been separated by the items' effects drew close again, fighting in the narrow space while trying not to damage the carriage.
Everyone was holding back, and the items were too densely packed and interfering with one another. The fight wasn't going to end anytime soon. So the players near the doors to the carriages ahead and behind tried to spread everyone out a little. But before they could act, the train's announcement suddenly sounded:
"Attention, passengers. The scout system has reported that within five minutes, the train will encounter a B-level migration event involving a group of Aliens. It is estimated that at least tens of thousands of Aliens will cross the tracks, covering the train for approximately three minutes."
"Please note that this group does not consist of a single Alien