Materials for the Sacrifice Blade

"The passenger with the most votes will be disqualified from this bus service."

A mechanical female voice, devoid of emotion, crackled intermittently over the broadcast. It sounded like a death sentence for Gao Tian.

Gao Tian, of course, hadn't forgotten the most important rule of the bus:

Passengers are forbidden from killing each other.

But now, as the Ticket King, he had been stripped of his passenger status. Did that mean he could attack other passengers with impunity, unbound by the rules?

Gao Tian's gaze first fell on Ling Feifei in the back seat. That vicious woman still wore a smug smile on her lips, completely unaware of what she had done, of what kind of devil she had unleashed.

For the first time in his life, Gao Tian felt an overwhelming surge of rage.

He had no prior acquaintance with this couple, no enmity, and they were on the same side. If everyone had made rational decisions, there would have been a high chance of passing this Green Text Mission.

Why, why did they have to target him, vote for him? What benefit could they possibly gain from doing so?

Gao Tian couldn't comprehend their thought processes, even if he tried for three days and three nights.

Bad people do evil for selfish gain; fools, however, harm themselves and others.

Therefore, the minds of fools are even harder to fathom. It's better to cooperate temporarily with a bad person than to get involved with a fool.

Gao Tian stopped thinking about these questions. Forget it, the outcome was the same anyway. He had originally planned to use Ling Feifei as a sacrifice for his blade, but for some reason, he suddenly changed his mind. This woman might still have some use later. Sometimes, being alive is a punishment in itself, far more cruel than a swift death.

Gao Tian activated the ability of the Terror Blade in his hand--

The person he chose to sacrifice was Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan, who had been watching from the sidelines with a relaxed expression just a moment ago, suddenly exploded with a bang in the next second. Only his head rolled off the seat, and watermelon juice splattered all over the back carriage. Ling Feifei was still smiling as juice drenched her face; she had no idea what had happened.

Everything had happened too quickly. Zhou Yan's head hadn't even died yet. He only felt his body lighten, and the world spun around him:

"What's going on?"

At the same time, after paying the price, Gao Tian could clearly feel that the invisible pressure binding the Terror Blade had been temporarily lifted. The blade was still covered in nicks and rust, but the chilling aura and killing intent it now radiated caused the temperature in the carriage to drop several degrees.

The moment Gao Tian raised the Terror Blade, five or six of the Multi-headed Ghost's over twenty heads revealed expressions of astonishment, fear, and dread.

The blade's aura was astonishing after being unsealed. With the blade in hand, Gao Tian's presence actually suppressed the Multi-headed Ghost in a short period.

It was exchanged for a human life.

But it was worth it.

Find a good angle.

Gao Tian brought his blade down, killing intent raining down, pouring out.

The Uncle Head, which had grown independent limbs, was instantly reduced to dozens of meat scraps under the nurturing touch of a spring breeze and gentle rain. They exploded across the entire carriage, so much so that they couldn't be picked up.

The Multi-headed Ghost stood behind the Big Head Ghost (Uncle Head), their positions forming a straight line. The impact of the blade was so great that after shattering the Big Head Ghost, it didn't stop at all, directly striking the Multi-headed Ghost.

Simultaneously, as the clone's soul scattered, an invisible connection was made in the netherworld. The Multi-headed Ghost was in unbearable pain. Three or four of its faces spat blood, its nose bled, and two other faces let out silent screams. It seemed to be experiencing extreme agony, unable to endure.

The entire carriage vibrated slightly.

At this moment, Zhou Yan's head rolled to Gao Tian's feet. Confused, he looked up at Gao Tian, who was sitting in his seat, and asked foolishly:

"What happened?

"Why do you feel taller."

Gao Tian looked down at him:

"It's nothing major. I just used you as material for my Sacrifice Blade.

"Remember, in your next life, be a good person, be someone useful to society."

He raised a foot and stomped heavily on Zhou Yan's face. The latter was sent flying like a ball.

Zhou Yan's last sight before death was Gao Tian's size 43 leather boot, a colossal shadow descending upon him.

Only then did he realize he was only a head. Before he could utter a plea for mercy, he died on the spot.

Truly a humiliating death.

With one blade, one person was sacrificed, and one ghost was eliminated.

Because of Gao Tian's blade, the situation inside the Bus instantly reversed.

After Zhou Yan's death, his cast vote became invalid.

The Multi-headed Ghost's clone was dismembered. After losing its connection to the main body, it also lost its Passenger status. Its cast vote also became invalid.

Gao Tian's vote count, which had been at its peak of four, suddenly dropped to two.

At the same time, after unleashing this blade, although he appeared incredibly imposing, reaching the pinnacle of his life, Gao Tian himself knew that the backlash from this strike was immense, placing a huge burden on his body, even his internal organs. Every inch of his body felt like it was tearing apart.

It was like firing a large-caliber cannon; at the moment of discharge, the wielder themselves could even go deaf from the sound. This blade strike, for Gao Tian now, was like killing a thousand enemies while injuring himself by two hundred.

Just then, a mechanical female voice sounded over the carriage's broadcast:

"Passengers who do not belong to this bus, please disembark immediately. The vehicle will soon be arriving at the next stop."

"Passengers who do not belong to this bus, please disembark immediately. The vehicle will soon be arriving at the next stop."

The sudden female voice also signaled that the voting was entering its final stage.

The bus was about to depart, and the extra passenger had to be cleared immediately. At this moment, the suppression from the rules reached its peak.

The Multi-headed Ghost currently had the most votes. Gao Tian had regained his passenger status, but the ghost had lost its.

Its countless cloudy, bloodshot, and distinctly black-and-white eyeballs, like countless individuals pointing fingers, quietly gazed in Gao Tian's direction.

As if to remember Gao Tian's face.

Gao Tian knew clearly that ghosts also held grudges. Although he had cleaved off one of its heads with a single strike, inflicting unprecedented damage on the Multi-headed Ghost, he couldn't completely kill it.

If an S-level Vengeful Ghost completely lost control, it would defy the bus's suppression and kill him tonight, and the bus might not be able to subdue it.

Now, it was a matter of who would break first, the bus or the Multi-headed Ghost.

He was fully on guard. If the Multi-headed Ghost truly went mad, he would have to unleash a second strike, no matter the cost, to completely cripple it.

What felt like seconds of stalemate seemed to stretch on for an eternity.

Shen Nian, Su Jiu, and the other bystanders held their breath, watching to see what the Multi-headed Ghost would choose.

Finally, the monster, piled high with heads, its dozens of eyes piercing through Gao Tian countless times, under the constant urging of the mechanical female voice from behind, slowly turned around. Wrapped in a black overcoat, with a stiff and somewhat twisted gait, it walked step by step towards the back door.

Under the bus's suppression, it chose to disembark.

As the Multi-headed Ghost got off, the number of passengers in the carriage dropped to six. This met the standard, and the bus doors creaked shut, the engine started, and it prepared to leave the station.

Outside the station, the heavily wounded silhouette of the Multi-headed Ghost stood alone.

Simultaneously, the bus's suppression on the vengeful ghosts inside took effect again. The Tall Male Corpse slowly fell into a slumber, and the cross on the Inverted Old Lady's head returned to a black stillness.

Gao Tian slowly slumped onto his seat, cold sweat breaking out almost instantly, soaking his entire outfit.

In this small skirmish, relying on the bus's rules, Gao Tian had won.

But the fear and pressure brought by the Multi-headed Ghost still lingered in every cell of his body.

The bus drove on the dark road. Watching the scenery outside change, as long as the vehicle was moving, the passengers inside were safe.

It wasn't over yet.

Don't forget, there was still Ling Feifei alive in the back seat.

He would never let her off.

The crisis averted, Shen Nian, who had been watching from the front, looked at the rusty knife in Gao Tian's hand with shock. Clearly, he too had been frightened by the power of that strike.

"What an overbearing blade, it actually forced back an S-level Vengeful Ghost temporarily.

"This blade, why does it look so familiar? It seems like it originally belonged on this Bus."

Before Gao Tian could answer, a tearful wail came from the back of the carriage:

"Gao Tian, you killed Zhou Yan, wasn't it you!"

Ling Feifei wasn't stupid. Zhou Yan, who was beside her, suddenly self-destructed and died, and at the same time, Gao Tian unleashed that earth-shattering blade. Although Ling Feifei couldn't figure out the connection between the two, she instinctively felt that Gao Tian was behind it.

Her first reaction was still to subconsciously accuse Gao Tian, "Gao Tian, we are both Residents of the Living Person Apartment, we have no enmity, why did you kill my boyfriend? Do you have any conscience..."

Gao Tian had never met such a shameless person before, and he almost burst out laughing:

"No enmity?

"We have no enmity?

"Who was it that voted for me earlier?

"Who was it that colluded with the Vengeful Ghost who got on the bus, trying to kick me off?

"I'm very curious, I have no enmity with you, why did you two malicious scoundrels scheme to kill me?

"Do you even have the right to speak of conscience?

"Since you want to see your boyfriend so much, do you want me to do it now and send the two unfortunate lovers to reunite in the underworld?"

Having witnessed Gao Tian's terrifying power, Ling Feifei completely lost the initiative, no longer the arrogant and overbearing person she was when they first met. Amidst the barrage of rhetorical questions, she gradually broke down emotionally, kneeling in the blood with tear-filled eyes. Instead, she begged for mercy repeatedly, as if she were a different person:

"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. I regret it, I shouldn't have voted for you.

"It was all Zhou Yan's instigation, he's a bad person. Please be magnanimous and don't kill me since you've already killed Zhou Yan.

"Brother Gao, I'm just a weak woman. Whoever you want me to vote for, I'll vote for them, okay? Let me go, let me go.

"I'll be your beast of burden. After we return to reality, I'll do anything you want, as long as you spare me this time..."

It was hard to imagine that such a drastic change from arrogance to subservience could come from the same person. However, after Gao Tian's blade forced back the Vengeful Ghost, Ling Feifei was now completely terrified. Her mind was Blank, leaving only a tiny bit of survival Instinct and trembling submission.

Gao Tian sat in his seat, too lazy to mock her again.

You know regret now, is it a little too late?

He didn't kill Ling Feifei directly for two reasons: first, the Bus's Rule, which had now restored their Passenger status, prohibiting them from attacking other Passengers; second, this woman might still be useful later.

These two Saint Mothers have disgusted me for so long, I might as well get some compensation from her, make use of her.

Half a day later, Ling Feifei clutched her chest, standing up with a pained expression.

ps:

Sorry.

The original intention for setting up these two Saint Mothers was to use them as a Sacrifice Blade for the protagonist, and to test the power of new weapons.

I didn't expect to go too hard and disgust everyone.

This is my first time writing, I don't understand the rules, I'll pay more attention in the future.

Let's leave this plot as it is for now. Ling Feifei will have a little more use later, serving as a Mat for the protagonist.