[I am the traitor of Seven Worlds]
So said the Great Prophet.
It abandoned a case filled with [Train Coins] where it stood.
[I made the first six choices, yet halted before the final choice]
The Giant Eagle's thunder pierced its body, and Nephthys's flames scorched its soul.
All it could do was rely on the computing power supplied by seven planets, seven worlds, to analyze its opponents' powers.
But this power belonging to Ye Qiyan was far too strong.
It was simply beyond what a mere Seven Worlds could analyze.
Whether it was [calamity], [demon], or [supreme].
Had the Train Conductor here not possessed these powers that exceeded all limits, they might have been constrained by it, or perhaps troubled by it.
But Ye Qiyan would not.
He merely stood atop the Train, looking coldly down at the enormous machine desperately charging toward it.
[Counterfeit gods, visitors from other worlds, Train Conductors from beyond-all these lives from foreign lands were summoned by me.]
[I wanted to seek an answer from you, to have you make that final, seventh choice, but, but...]
[No one succeeded except you]
It struggled forward like a drowning human hoping to swim to the far shore.
But on that shore, the Demon Raven, its eyes full of mockery, joined the Raven Demon in kicking it back to the ground.
Its outer shell broke, exposing the core within, which was constantly reporting errors.
Everything on this Lanyuan Star supplied it with power without end, as though the traces of humanity from the past had become invisible hands, trying to lift it onto the far shore.
Just once.
It knew it could never win.
Because the Train Conductor who had come to Seven Worlds this time was terrifyingly stronger than anyone it had ever summoned before.
But,