Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

"It seems Sister Shaya has already started fighting over there. Someone she doesn't consider weak must be a top-tier Train Conductor in terms of combat power."

A sense of vigilance rose in Ye Qiyan's heart.

Although he now possessed quite a few life-saving methods.

Coupled with Red Tears and the Hunt-Patrol Mech-Dragon, even when facing a top-tier Train Conductor, he was confident he could retreat unscathed.

But who knew how many years those people had spent inside Advanced Stations, where the flow of time was completely different from the Wasteland.

Who the hell knew what kind of special items and abilities they had in their hands.

He couldn't afford to be careless.

"Damn it, finally found you! A mechanical controller actually running to such a frontline position! Once you die, your machinery is mine!"

The prisoner who had been locked in combat with Eve had already lost one arm.

He raised his sword with his only remaining arm and slashed down.

"Sir, run! We'll hold him off!"

The squad leader from the Judgement Department who had been assigned to follow him desperately raised the level 5 riot shield and blocked in front of Ye Qiyan.

In their eyes, the "Altos" that Ye Qiyan was playing was a pure mechanical manufacturer and controller, with very weak personal combat ability.

But even so, "Altos's" machinery was also their only hope of defeating this prisoner.

"Annoying ants, die together!"

The long sword swung out, carrying a momentum that seemed capable of splitting mountains, ignoring the squad leader's shield and his body, heading straight for Ye Qiyan's head.

Just as that blade cut through the riot shield, it seemed about to separate the squad leader's head from his body.

Squelch—

Scalding hot blood stained the squad leader's face.

He opened his eyes. The imagined pain of being severed did not appear.

Clang! Thud!

What met his eyes.

That prisoner's body, along with the long sword, had been sliced into two sections by a silvery-white stream of light.

Ye Qiyan walked forward, took the long sword that Eve had picked up—the one cut in two by the Eternal Cutter—and shook his head.

"Level 7? For someone who's at least a high-level Train Conductor, how come the weapon in his hand isn't even level 8? And so fragile? Whatever."

He casually tossed the sword aside, and it was picked up by the squad leader.

These prisoners didn't carry many treasures on them. Killing them was somewhat a waste of time.

Even while deliberately stalling, Ye Qiyan's speed at eliminating prisoners was still among the fastest.

Therefore, after a brief rest, the members of the action squad took the survivors from this area towards the safe zone controlled by the Judgement Department.

Ye Qiyan, however, found a random excuse to leave the team and headed to District Eight.

It was also the place where the fighting was most intense.

A large number of monsters deliberately released charged towards him.

"Noticed as soon as I entered?"

"Right, with such a huge building suspended in the sky, it would be strange if there was no surveillance."

"Or is it because I've been tainted by Zhao Lin's Misfortune?"

Tap—

Command issued.

"Eve, Overdrive Mode."

Eve, with Overdrive Mode activated, doubled her rate of fire. Coupled with Lisette's Chrono-Mechanical Armament.

They easily cleared the first wave of the beast tide, but for some reason.

Even more monsters, and even those guild members who had defected to Abukado, all began charging towards Ye Qiyan's direction.

It was as if they had received someone's order to surround Ye Qiyan completely.

"The power I've displayed shouldn't warrant being besieged by so many people~"

Unless.

His eyes flickered, his gaze lifting upwards.

Arrogance intersected with it—

He saw.

From a god-like perspective.

At the top of the Hanging Gardens Prison.

A man clutching a long whip in his hand was seated on a black stone throne, surrounded by a large crowd of slaves.

What surprised Ye Qiyan a bit was.

The other party seemed to have sensed Arrogance's gaze.

He looked up at the sky.

His line of sight just happened to meet Ye Qiyan's perspective.

He opened his mouth and said something.

Ye Qiyan couldn't hear his words.

But he could still decipher the meaning from the lip movements.

"Demon."

That man was Marcus, the Warden of the Hanging Gardens Prison, the so-called Slave Master people spoke of.

Most importantly.

He was the possessor of a Demon Card.

"Found you."

Demon X Demon!

Ye Qiyan felt a strange resonance and the sound of a high-pitched tone ringing in his ears.

Hum—!

Behind him.

All the Demon Cards detached from the Void Card Repository, swirling to form a circle.

There was no need to play any more disguise games.

Holders of the same type of Card Sequence, the outcome between them is either you plunder him, or he plunders you!

There is no second choice!

"Defiance—"

The shattered black Throne and the Inverted Cross hung in the sky.

A sublime, sorrowful symphony began playing in people's ears!

"Gluttony—"

A small silvery-white Slime fell from the Card Sequence onto the ground. In the blink of an eye, its transformation was complete.

Steam King, Supreme Human Mech-Soldier, Mechanical Army, Headless Goblin Apostle.

Demons, incarnated as monsters.

"Death Omen—"

The Raven demon and the Demon Ravens appeared simultaneously.

The former remained silent, merely spreading its wings. A storm of black feathers began manifesting within this area.

The latter were endlessly noisy, circling in mid-air, emitting those mournful cries representing death!

Caw—! Caw—!

"And also, Red Tears—"

The final summon.

The demon girl holding a sword stood quietly by his side.

The moment Red Tears appeared.

Inside the Hanging Gardens Prison, Marcus looked at the Demon Card Sequence in his hand, which was trembling incessantly with anger and fear, and frowned.

Boom—!

It began to rain.

It was a rain of Red Tears.

Fan Huo, who had arrived at the Hanging Gardens not long ago to oversee the overall war, looked at his War Card, now covered in a layer of ashen gray, filled with immense confusion.

"What is this? War... being influenced and suppressed by a power representing war that exists above the War Card? How is that possible?"

Fan Huo was puzzled, but suddenly noticed.

At this moment, all surveillance equipment in this area had lost the ability to observe a certain location in District Eight.

But with his naked eye, he saw.

An immensely huge steam-powered mechanical entity and mech-soldiers had appeared in one corner of District Eight.

He recognized the owner of this machinery.

"Ye Qiyan?"

"He's here too?"

"Could it be that...?"

Could it be that the change in the War Card was related to Ye Qiyan, the possessor of the Demon Card?

Demon... able to affect War? How could that be? Among the thirteen known Demon Cards, none should have such an ability.

Two red meteors appeared in the sky.

Hum—!

A roar!

That was the Sky-Comet Dragon roaring!

Crimson light particles scattered outwards from its wings.

Ye Qiyan flew into mid-air, in front of the shattered black Throne, and removed a crown.

He pointed a single finger towards the Hanging Gardens Prison in the sky.

To be precise, towards Warden Marcus.

"It, is mine."

Crack!

His hand made a grasping motion in the air!

The crown of the Demon King was crushed in Ye Qiyan's hand!

The king of demons needs no coronation.

Command issued!

The contest for the Card Sequence would be today!

"Let's try and see, what's the difference between me now and these top-tier Train Conductors?"

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