A dark train was traveling in Abyss, more and more world debris was floating in the Black Sea, and there were desperate echoes everywhere after Destruction was gone.
"It's just a bunch of mindless beasts that have made Present World's country so weak. It's better to mobilize all the troops at this time and crush them."
The black peacock raised its head, full of excitement and Pleasure, and laughed loudly, "Young king, get down from the throne and let me teach you how to be a king."
The Raccoon with molten gold eyes said nothing, but just stayed in the Projection of Hell Plain. At that moment, a Dragon Wolf with two wings on its back gnawed wantonly in the black mist, leaving almost no grass growing in its path.
At the end, there is a wind blowing from afar, carrying a cold and soft singing voice, singing the song of Abyss itself.
"Oh?" Black Peacock was a little surprised. "There are still one or two interesting guys."
"This is extremely disrespectful."
Dream Tapir, who was built like a donkey, had a short tail, and a nose as long as a flute, humbly bent down and said, "My king, please give me an order, and I will kill for you this traitor who wants to usurp the king's power."
"It's so ridiculous that you are trying to infiltrate intrigues into the foundation of the Young Kingdom's kingdom. I actually want to chop off your head for her and use it as a stepping stone."
Black Peacock's cold words sounded, "Blood is firewood, blood is flame, blood is strength, blood is currency. There is no fantasy thing like Heavenly Kingdom in Abyss. The king of Hell should look like a king.
If you just take in Refugee, which cannot create value, you will experience the pain sooner or later, so you might as well let me polish this piece of jade with my own hands."
"Come on, young king, this opportunity cannot be missed, the great cause of opening up the territory and expanding the territory is now."
Black Peacock The tone is encouraging.
"Your Majesty, look at this smart-tongued rebellious traitor, but he can't understand your good intentions." Black Dream Tapir said tit for tat.
The two stood on the left and right sides of Raccoon, each holding their own opinions, but with scrutiny and teasing in their eyes, as if they wanted to understand how the other party should make a choice.
After a long time.
"You guys." A trace of doubt flashed in Raccoon's eyes, and she said coldly, "Where did this garbage come from?"
The expressions on the faces of Black Peacock and Dream Tapir were slightly stagnant.
"I wanted to ask just now, and I kept nagging at you, but do you two classify the garbage and garbage bags that have been collected recently?"
Raccoon There was no anger or ridicule in his tone, he was calm as if he was stating the facts.
From the beginning, she sincerely believed that both of them were garbage, or that everyone here was garbage, and the so-called Hell was just a garbage bag.
"It's true." Dream Tapir laughed happily:
"I am indeed trash, but your existence and your appearance make me, an incombustible thing, burn all over~"
"I understand." Raccoon crossed his arms and said suddenly:
"Is this garbage that cannot be sorted? If you can't find the sorted trash can, just follow me first."
"Since it is relatively rare garbage, it is not a problem for someone like Seven Buckets under the King to serve as my subordinate."
She turned around from the front of the train and walked along the tops of the carriages, passing Black Peacock and Dream Tapir towards the rear.
"Interesting!" Black Peacock praised, "Why is Pride the king!"
"But young junior, answer me, why do you think you are qualified to become the king of all Hell in this Abyss?"
Hearing the inquiry, Raccoon's footsteps stopped.
"Even if no one crowns me." She was slightly silent and replied:
"I am Destruction and the conflicting Aeon. I am the master of all the garbage bags after they are broken. Brahma's Hundred Beasts, add this body, Karma Demon into the abyss. I am King of Ten Thousand Buckets!"
"I will unite everyone, raise the banner of Heavenly Fire, and unveil the great cause of salvation!"
"If you trash follow me, I promise that I will not enjoy this honor alone, but you will not share the sins on the road of Trailblaze!"
After she finished speaking, she stopped staying, swung the bat in a circle in her hand, put it on her shoulder, jumped off the roof of the car, and returned to the car.
"I see. Do you still have that naive ambition?"
Black Peacock was silent for a long time and said, "Flute Player, you'd better get away and don't chase her like a mangy dog, otherwise I will chop off your head with my own hands when you get out of here."
"Will Fallen Nation and Lord also have empathy because they see the shadow of their past?"
Dream Tapir mocked. "Withered King, don't flatter yourself. The fun and novelty you brought to me are not even a hair of this new king, and neither are you."
Dream Tapir's eyes gradually turned red, and his uncontrollable excitement and joy were beyond words.
"She's different from your complicated story protagonists, just like Him. It's awesome!"
Flute Player turned towards Abyssal Sun, who was floating here across a long distance, and slowly opened his arms:
"Magnificent Destruction, solemn to Finality all great and dark. I thought this kind of Calamity could not be copied, but it is everywhere here!"
"Rancher's taste is so noble, even he itself has this perfect value."
"If I had known this, I would have followed him even if I signed a jester contract!"
He couldn't help but burst into tears.
It's like a child entering Paradise who is attracted by the expected novel amusement facilities and can no longer take his eyes away.
Finally, just like a believer, he uses his clumsy movements and solemn demeanor to offer his piety to everything here.
He is laughing.
He is prostrating.
He is praising.
"Crazy Clown."
Withered King was not interested in him, but after glancing at the wheel of Blazing Sun, he followed Raccoon's footsteps and walked into the train compartment.
But as soon as I stepped one foot in, I found another white tapir kneeling in front of the picture window at the door, also laughing loudly.
"It's so fun!"
"Master Bishop, I love you so much~~~"
"Everything is dedicated to the light, no, dedicated to King of Garbage, hahaha!"
Withered King's figure paused slightly.
He took two steps back and walked out, looking towards the top of the car. The black Dream Tapir was still there, pointing at the deepest corona and laughing.
"Everything is dedicated to you and King of Garbage! Ahahaha!"
It's true.
It's a bit confusing.
Hell, who always felt a little unlucky, thought about it for a while, and finally moved to another carriage. Amid the frightened and trembling eyes of a group of cats, he squeezed in and took a seat.
"Let me see how you can bear this weight."
"Do you really don't care about her?" the pink rabbit asked in a low voice:
"It feels like she has gone crazy!"
Inside the carriage, looking at the little Raccoon who had brought the train into this strange place to dig through garbage, March 7th couldn't help but look worried.
And since he turned into an animal inexplicably, that guy seemed to have switched personalities and started doing whatever he wanted.
No, no, no, to be precise, it's nonsense.
I can't understand a word of King of Garbage's trial, Legend: Abyss's chapter of Galactic Baseballer, Baseballer of Sin Domain finally becomes the devil!
"This is also a type of Trailblaze." The red female cat tasted the coffee and said, "And, thanks to the sudden power of the star, the train can continue to sail in this Abyss."
"Uh" March 7th's eyelids twitched and he looked aside. "Uncle Yang, is your stomach okay?"
"It's okay Little March, if it's just to this extent, I'm almost used to it." Fukurou, who was wearing glasses, spoke calmly.
"That's really a sad story. She's back." March 7th sighed.
"March 7th." Little Raccoon came over.
"What's wrong?"
"This journey is going to be very difficult."
"Ah, you know that too. Then why are you taking us to this dark and weird place?" March 7th asked with his eyes narrowed.
Xing: "So, you have to promise me."
"Listen to what people are saying, you guy."
"Don't sacrifice yourself for me. Even without Soul Bone, I can still annihilate the enemy."
"Hehehe"
March 7th looked at Xing, who was in a strange state, walking past him, and weakly covered his head and laughed twice.
When Xing passed by Dan Heng, he glanced at him. "Water Dragon, Water Dragon, don't cry."
"." Dan Heng was silent for a moment, looked at Xing's leaving figure, and said to everyone:
"The field around her can block distortion to a certain extent, which is one of the reasons why those creatures follow her."
"I did some research during this period and found that when she uses her power, a certain symbol will be manifested."
Dan Heng took out a piece of paper with a string of Chinese characters on it.
"I seem to have seen it somewhere. Wait, I remember it." A certain scene in Hakurei Shrine appeared in March 7th's mind, with a strange expression:
"When Qiong gave the star Xianzhou Talisman Water, there was a Taoist Priest drawing this symbol in the water."
Tired.
Since Astral Express has stars and a 'dome', March 7th feels like it's not as simple as 1+1, but as troublesome as multiplication.
It's strange to say that the 'Qiong' played by Pleasure Aeon usually pretends to be more serious. Although he mentioned his identity to the train conductor, Pom-Pom said that he was just a bad Nameless passenger who came back and didn't need to worry about it.
On the contrary, Aeon of Hope is much more troublesome.
"In other words, it has something to do with us turning into animals now!" March 7th gritted his teeth.
Dan Heng shook his head and said, "No, I think these two things are not necessarily connected."
"Really?" March 7th asked doubtfully, "But Sunday who was originally on the train has disappeared. Isn't this clue very suspicious?"
"March 7th, these are independent incidents, your reasoning cannot be established."
"Hey, okay."
March 7th scratched his head, feeling helpless. "I'm going to see if the two people picked up from Abyss are okay."
During the voyage in Abyss, Xing brought many creatures on board the train, but they were all brought from some world that was about to become completely Destruction.
There were two exceptions. When they were found, these two animals were already floating in the Abyss.
March 7th came to the room specially set aside to take care of the patients, but found that Xing was already there, and it seemed that he really had a bit of a leader's demeanor.
To be honest, it would be a good thing if this guy could always be so serious.
"Name?"
"Jiang Li." "Chu Hai."
"Gender?"
"Male." "Male, are you Astronomical Society?"
"Age?"
"Do you know Feng Xiaoxiao?" "Hey, do you know a little bastard named Huai Shi?!"
"I know them all, come one by one, don't interrupt." Xing held the Record board and said:
"Continue. What's your profession?"
"Chi You reincarnation." "East Xia Lord of War."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two Beastmans with bull-headed beast bodies and sword-like hair on their temples looked at each other, as if they both had the same question in their eyes.
Brother, who are you!?
Survival Institute, the scholars stared at the picture redrawn through transcoding and fell into an eerie silence.
"Are you sure that you, East Xia, were not involved in the establishment of Holy Spirit Lineage?"
"We have been conducting anti-fraud propaganda."
Black Bird's decisive words came.
Reasonable and convincing.
Then, Yegor's virtual Projection threw away an empty medicine bottle in front of everyone and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets in search of antihypertensive medicine.
Everyone else is Ascender, he is not.
Astronomical Society was already facing a heavy workload, but now, his blood pressure has reached the critical point and is almost completely uncontrollable.
They are all a bunch of bastards!
Whether it's Survival Institute or Ivory Tower, or even some of Directorate's colleagues, as well as representatives of the six major pedigrees, they are all a bunch of babies.
Apart from putting pressure on myself as the secretary-general all day long, and finding unreasonable reasons to apply for funding subsidies again and again, why can't I just relax for a little bit?!
Horse riding.
Yegor suddenly felt that these colleagues were so disgusting. If the next successor hadn't been trained yet, he would have wanted to retire.
"If you say no, then there won't be." Russell whistled and said:
"Haotian. Celestial Thearch's Holy Marks. Does this mean that if Reversal Experiment fails, you East Xia Lineage will not be able to escape, and all Rancher members will be converted into Archangel?"
Black Bird didn't answer, but judging from his current expression, he was probably already thinking about how he would risk his life and all his East Xia power to make Survival Institute pay the price if the worst outcome happened.
It is true that Huai Shi is East Xia, but this incident was completely caused by Survival Institute's mistake. East Xia did nothing and was just lying around.
Maybe even drag the whole Current Realm into the water together.
"Everyone be quiet, Russell, don't talk!"
GuluGulu
Yegor put the antihypertensive medicine into his mouth, and while soothing Black Bird, he frantically clicked on the tablet to pop up various agreements and doctrines, delegating authority.
Projection of Niflheim appeared at the meeting:
"Everyone, I think Rancher is, to be precise, the reversed side of Rancher. He may want to tell us something."
"Why do you say that?" Yegor frowned.
"By observing this Witch's Night, we have established new Void and Abyss Model." Niflheim said:
"But these are all incidental observations. All research is based on a series of changes brought about by Rancher after entering Witch's Night. He almost transformed the illusory Hell, which could only exist for one night, into a real world."
"He's warning us."