chsdbacks Chapter 258 Dungeon - Train to the Underworld
Chapter 258 Dungeon - Train to the Underworld
Chapter 258 Dungeon - Train to the Underworld
Cold, shivering.
After the brief darkness during the teleportation disappeared, Mo Di suddenly sat up like a zombie, looked around, and finally met the gaze of Su Youli beside him.
"A moving train, is this our first dungeon?"
Modi looked out the window, but all he could see through the glass was darkness.
If it weren't for the noise from the train, it would be difficult to determine whether the train was moving.
"It's just ordinary glass, nothing special, and it is indeed completely dark outside," he added.
Su Youli gently tapped on the windowpane, and the feedback from her spiritual sense told her that outside was a pure void.
The darkness felt to her much like the void.
"This instance doesn't seem to be an independent world, but rather a fragment extracted from the ground up. What do you think?" she asked.
"I'll just sit and watch." Mordy glanced at the information provided by the evolution game. "The dungeon is called... Train to the Underworld?"
The Train to the Underworld
Difficulty: B
Mission: Find the exit and escape the train.
[Rewards: 1 random rare item, 1 random rare scroll]
[Tip: Beware of previous passengers]
After glancing briefly at the task panel, Mordy stroked his chin.
Neither he nor Su Youli entered the body in their true forms; in other words, neither of them invested much power into this body.
Basically, their power comes from various witch factors and the essence of a small number of immortals.
"The Witch Factor should be enough to deal with the current situation, but it's probably not enough to crack the secrets of the Evolution Game."
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They entered the instance as chosen ones, intending to explore the inner workings of the evolution game. This train to the underworld, whose destination is unknown, should be a good starting point.
If they could pinpoint the destination of the train to the underworld, they might consider deploying more resources.
"Besides us, there are three other people." Su Youli looked at the seats in front of her. "Two men and one woman, they haven't woken up yet."
"A five-player dungeon, but the quest prompts don't specify that you're a friendly unit, nor do they mention that you can't harm each other... Does this mean there's a possibility of role swapping in this dungeon?"
Modi looked down and noticed that he was wearing a seatbelt, which was fastened very tightly and was difficult to unfasten.
"This is clearly the first test: which train will be equipped with seat belts? Unless it's to prevent passengers from jumping off."
He didn't intend to use normal methods to solve it, but instead used super strength to tear the seatbelt off.
Beside her, Su Youli formed a sword with her fingers, imbued it with sword energy, and easily sliced the seatbelt in half, her posture much more elegant than Mo Di's.
"Let's go," Modi stood up, "Let's explore the back carriages before they wake up."
According to the mission prompts, there are undoubtedly other people on this train besides the five of them; these people should be former passengers.
They might be ordinary people who accidentally boarded the train to the underworld, but they are more likely chosen ones who entered a dungeon and couldn't find the exit.
They were lost on the train to the underworld for a long time. No one knew whether they had reached their final destination or what they had experienced.
In any case, only one thing is certain.
They were no longer human; they had become train prisoners who resembled monsters.
As Mo Di and his companion walked from carriage seven to carriage six, the carriage door behind them suddenly closed. The dim carriage lights flickered, allowing them to see the faces of the passengers inside.
The passengers in carriage number six, as they expected, could hardly be called human anymore; their shapes were more like reptiles, but uglier than any reptile in nature.
Skulls are tightly connected, forming the body of a reptile. At both ends of the skulls are countless wriggling gray-white hairs, which are tightly gripping the walls and ceiling. The entire body is perched on the top of the carriage, like a cunning hunter lying in ambush on its prey.
At the very front is a complete male head, its eyes gleaming with a morbid, fanatical light, and its lips moving, emitting disturbing sounds.
"Heh, I understand now, I finally understand everyone, hehehe... Ah, two more newcomers."
It slowly turned its head, aimed its gaze at the two people below, and laughed.
Its smile was genuine, clearly from the heart, but what it said was the complete opposite of its sunny smile.
"Do you want to understand each other? Do you want to benefit from everyone's wisdom? You do, right? You must want to, right!?"
The sound grew increasingly shrill as they went on, and the final explosion shook the entire carriage.
"I'm sharing my wisdom with you!"
The skeletal reptile swooped down with a shriek, its intact head splitting into three pieces as it bit straight for Mordy's head.
Modi remained expressionless, simply stepping forward, his large hand clenched into a fist, and blasting towards the mouthpiece covered with fine, sharp teeth.
There were no fancy special effects; this punch was pure power.
Even without activating the witch factor, the power of his body is still enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, let alone kill a mere skeleton reptile.
Bang.
The loud noise drowned out the shrieks of the skeleton crawler, and in a brief moment, carriage number six fell completely silent.
Spiderweb-like cracks spread from the front of the head backward, and the entire reptile broke into pieces inch by inch.
Soon, there was no trace of the monster in carriage number six, only bone fragments on the ground and a skull covered in cracks.
Modi stepped over the bone fragments, walked to the skull, and picked it up.
"This should be the skull at the end of that reptile's tail, and its origin," he explained.
Su Youli waved her hand, blowing all the bone powder and dust floating in the carriage to a corner. She covered her mouth and nose and walked to his side, frowning as she said, "Even when you're at your wit's end, this skull is still trying to bewitch people."
As Modi examined the item in his hand, a sound intermittently reached his ears.
"Come, take me with you, I will give you all my wisdom, Chosen One..."
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Staring at the skull covered with a thin layer of scalp for a few seconds, Modi suddenly spoke up: "This skull should have once belonged to a Chosen One. In other words, it can be considered a supernatural item. Perhaps it can be used to make soup."
Perhaps startled by his words, the intermittent voice immediately ceased.
Immediately afterwards, the cracked skull disintegrated on its own, shattering into pieces.
"It seems it would rather commit suicide than accept another humiliating way to die," Su Youli chuckled, covering her mouth.
"I'm just trying to scare it; I'm not going to actually use it to make soup."
Modi clenched his fist and crushed the bone fragment in his hand into dust.
"At most, we'll throw it into a sea of blood, let it experience pain beyond death."
Carriage number six was cleared out, and the two continued to move forward.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the secret of the Yellow Springs Train should be hidden in the driver's cab.
Shortly after the two left carriage number six, the three Chosen Ones, who had been unconscious, began to awaken in carriage number seven, their landing location.
"Uh, when will Evolution Games optimize the teleportation mechanism in the trenches? Every time I wake up, it feels like I've been hit on the head with a club."
The burly man in the bulletproof vest scratched the back of his head and complained. Just as he was about to get up, he found himself strapped with an incredibly secure seatbelt.
He tried to untie it the normal way, but failed without a doubt. He then pulled out a small knife from the outside of his right leg and tried to cut it open.
"Hiss, it can't be cut? What's this seatbelt made of?"
The burly man in the bulletproof vest raised an eyebrow, revealing a look of surprise.
A seemingly ordinary young man in the next seat said, "Ordinary knives can't cut it. I've never seen its material before; it's extremely strong and tough."
As he spoke, the young man unfastened the buckle and stood up calmly.
"Although the latch is locked quite tightly, it's not completely impossible to unlock."
He then looked at the burly man and the young woman dressed as a white-collar worker in the seat behind him, and added, "If you really can't untie it, you can use some supernatural power, after all, the strength of this seat belt has its limits."
Neither the burly man nor the female office worker responded, nor did they use their supernatural powers as he suggested. Instead, they tried to unfasten the buckle.
The boy didn't say much, but silently looked around the interior of the carriage, not missing a single detail.
Wait, those two seats are...
He frowned, and before he could think further, the lights on the roof of the carriage began to flicker, as if warning them of impending danger.
"Oh no, the test is coming," he declared, turning sharply to look in the direction of carriage number eight.
From the wall of his carriage, he learned that he was in carriage number seven, and carriage number eight was behind him.
At that moment, a series of rhythmic footsteps came from behind the door between carriages seven and eight, one after another, making everyone's hearts pound.
Boom, boom.
The two men, who were still struggling with the buckle, lost their composure. The burly man reached out and placed his hand on the buckle, and the high temperature emanating from his palm melted it instantly.
The female office worker hesitated for a moment, then, disregarding her own limitations, she used her sharp nails to cut the skin on the back of her hand. As blood gushed out, the buckle was also unlocked by some extraordinary force.
"High temperature, wounds..." The boy's eyes were meaningful as he memorized the extraordinary characteristics of the two.
Almost at the same moment the two got up, the carriage door opened.
The lights in carriage number seven went out completely, and the entire carriage went dark, as if some kind of darkness was gradually engulfing the space.
Even though all three possessed extraordinary night vision abilities, they couldn't see clearly inside the carriage; at most, they could barely make out the surrounding seats.
Tension and fear spread through the carriage, and the sound of footsteps rose and fell with the sound of heartbeats, growing clearer and clearer.
The three chosen ones gradually retreated to a corner, ready to make their move at any moment.
This unknown monster likely possesses the ability to spread darkness; beyond that, we know nothing about it.
The boy's face darkened, and he retreated to the door between carriages six and seven. With a thought, he tentatively turned the doorknob.
Click.
With a slight sound, the door opened.
The boy was startled. He hadn't held out much hope, but things had gone so smoothly.
The light from carriage six seeped into carriage seven, dispelling a small patch of darkness at the entrance and allowing the three to see the monster in its entirety.
An old man, emaciated and almost skeletal, was covering his eyes with his hands, his mouth wide open, as if emitting a silent wail.
"It seems to be afraid of light!" The boy wasn't sure if the monster was afraid of the carriage lights or any light source, but they couldn't afford to miss this opportunity.
The other two also realized this was an opportunity and made their moves.
Although the three were complete strangers, they were unusually in sync at this moment.
The female office worker muttered obscure scriptures, flipped her hand, took out an obsidian dagger from her inventory, and ruthlessly slashed it into her abdomen.
Her skin was torn open, but no blood flowed from the wound. As the dagger slashed across, a purple gash stretched across her abdomen.
At the same time, a dagger suddenly pierced through the nearly skin and bones of the old skeleton's abdomen, leaving a wound on its body.
The burly man sneered as he took out a pre-prepared item from his inventory and activated it with a burst of intense heat from his palm.
Before the prop could be used, he threw it at the old skeleton.
Clearly, what he threw out was extremely dangerous, and even the old skeleton instinctively wanted to stay away from it.
At this moment, the boy, who was facing away from the light, smiled, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.
The old skeleton involuntarily looked at the boy, and the moment their eyes met, a glint of light entered its empty eye sockets through its gaze.
In an instant, a flash of inspiration exploded in its mind, overwhelming all its thoughts.
The white light obscured everything in its eyes, and although it only lasted for a brief second, it ensured that the old skeleton had no chance to turn the tables.
The spherical prop that the burly man had thrown had rolled to its feet and exploded just as it came to its senses.
The raging heat engulfed it, mixed with a large amount of radiation that was specifically designed to attack spirits. In an instant, the old skeleton was reduced to ashes by the terrifying heat.
Heat waves and shockwaves rippled through the cramped carriage. Before they arrived, the three had already escaped into carriage number six and closed the door tightly.
The burly man stood behind the door, absorbing the heat that rushed in through the carriage door, and revealed a comfortable expression.
"The first test is over, right? Was it too easy?" He turned around and asked, only to see the boy squatting down, examining the strange white fragments on the ground.
Hearing his question, the boy shook his head. "Simple? No, actually we took a shortcut... or rather, someone helped us solve a crisis."
The female office worker and the burly man exchanged a glance, neither understanding what he meant.
"Originally, the door between carriages six and seven should not have been able to be opened, or if it were opened, we would be sandwiched between two pieces of bread."
Seeing that they didn't understand anything, the boy sighed and began to explain.
"But the other two chosen ones dealt with the monster in carriage six first, making this a safe zone, which allowed us to use the lights here to deal with the skeleton monster we just encountered."
"Two other chosen ones?!" The female office worker's expression changed. "You mean, someone left carriage number seven before we woke up?"
"That's right. You probably didn't have time to check the seats. If you had dealt with the seat belts earlier, it wouldn't have been hard to notice that the seat belts on the two back seats were broken."
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The boy picked up a white fragment, waved it at them, and said, "And this should be the remains of the monster in carriage number six, a fragment of a human skull."
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