"Looks like Shaya has already started fighting over there. Someone she says isn't weak should be a Train Conductor with top-tier combat power."
A measure of wariness rose in Ye Qiyan's heart.
He now had quite a few ways to keep himself alive.
With Red Tears and the Hunt Mecha-Dragon as well, he was confident he could get away unscathed even against a Top-Level Train Conductor.
But who knew how many years those people had spent on High-Level Platforms, where time flowed completely differently from the Wasteland?
God only knew what Special Items and abilities they had.
He couldn't let his guard down.
"Fuck, I finally found you! A Mechanical Operator, coming this close to the front line! Once you're dead, your machines will be mine!"
The prisoner locked in combat with Eve had already lost an arm.
He found Ye Qiyan, who hadn't been deliberately hiding his position in the first place.
He raised his saber with his only remaining arm and slashed at him.
"Sir, run! We'll hold him off!"
The squad captain dispatched by the Verdict Department to accompany him desperately raised his Riot Shield, which was only level 5, and stood in front of Ye Qiyan.
In their eyes, "Altos," whom Ye Qiyan was impersonating, was purely a maker and operator of machinery, with very weak personal abilities.
Even so, "Altos's" machines were their only hope of defeating this prisoner.
"Out of my way, ants! Die with him!"
The long saber swept out with seemingly mountain-cleaving force, disregarding the captain's shield and body as it slashed straight toward Ye Qiyan's head.
Just as the blade cut through the Riot Shield and was about to sever the captain's head-
Squelch-
Scalding blood stained the captain's face red.
He opened his eyes. The pain of being cut apart