Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

What is the answer?

Death is an ordinary, commonplace thing for Matmu.

He obtained the method to become a True God. The moment he came closest to death was a hundred years ago, on the day he betrayed the divine bird Nefeti, who had trusted him.

Nefeti should not have died, nor would it have died, until Matmu stole Nefeti's flame, plucked its reverse feathers, and shattered its Spirit Jade.

That very flame now blazed fiercely within his chest. As long as the flame remained unextinguished, he, like Nefeti, would not die.

But...

"I am a True God! True Gods are immortal and indestructible! I... uh!!!"

Pain, agony radiating from his chest.

The fiercely burning undying flame, at the very moment he answered, under the gaze of the Demon Raven perched on Ye Qiyan's shoulder.

He... could not resist the demon's [Bewitchment].

Matmu, 'death' in the ancient tongue.

This was not his true name.

Yet it was the existence he feared the most.

He was afraid of death.

Ever since the day he experienced defeat in a high-level Station World, abandoned his companions, abandoned the members on his own train, even abandoned all his train carriages to escape from that high-level station...

From that day on, his fear of death took root and sprouted in the depths of his heart.

Therefore, when he learned of the existence called the [Overcomer], learned of the Wasteland Divinity, learned of the true Gods...

He spent many years, finally finding the method to become a god within this Station World.

But now, at the very moment he truly became the god he craved, he was stunned to discover a fact he had forcibly forgotten, yet was forcibly awakened by the [demon]'s whispers.

"I... will die?"

Thump, thump-thump—!

The flame within his chest throbbed violently.

As if guided by something, it broke through his chest.

The cry of a divine bird echoed throughout this world.

Within the Holy City.

Aishara, pinned beneath the rubble, cast her gaze towards the sky.

It was a skeleton, a skeleton Ye Qiyan had taken out.

The reverse feathers, dazzling like gemstone blades, and the Spirit Jade, revitalized after absorbing all the undying flame, coalesced in the sky into a radiant, dazzling divine bird.

That was... Nefeti.

"Nefeti..."

Aishara recited the name with excitement.

Immediately after, her excitement transformed into horror.

Because.

The Overdrive Dragon standing high in the heavens opened its massive maw, broke through the Clouds of Yellow Sand, and a violent wind mixed with Red Tears' rain.

It spiraled downward, jaws agape.

And bit that divine bird skeleton, which seemed on the verge of true Nirvana rebirth, into pieces!

Ye Qiyan spread open his palm. The remains, the reverse feathers, the Spirit Jade, the flame—all of this, at the moment The Hunt bit them to pieces, coalesced together.

[Nefeti]

[Nefeti is already dead. The so-called Nirvana rebirth is merely transforming one's entirety into a new life.]

[Nefeti's final will has chosen you. It has issued a task to you, made a request of you.]

[Hidden Task Completed]

[Task Reward Obtained: Flame-type Ability Crystal]

[Current Station Objective Achieved. May Depart Station at Any Time]

Ding-ling-ling~

A Train Coin descended from the sky, landing perfectly in Ye Qiyan's hand.

This Train Coin was the true reason Ye Qiyan had come to this world.

It was also the reward for completing the task of this mission station.

This was a transaction. One party to the transaction had long since died.

"Transaction successful~ No, I should say, transaction concluded."

Ye Qiyan stood atop the head of the Overdrive Dragon.

[Defiance × Arrogance]

He looked down upon Matmu, who had stiffened after losing the undying flame.

And Matmu also felt this merciless gaze.

"...So what if I will die?"

"The battle has only just begun."

Matmu's chest sealed shut. A canine-like whimper escaped his mouth.

More magical beasts, more Desert Bandits under his control, more dog-headed men.

Matmu soared into the sky, brandishing a scepter formed from condensed yellow sand.

The yellow sand, materialized out of thin air, transformed into a massive sandstorm that howled towards Ye Qiyan and The Hunt.

But when The Hunt whipped its Ring of the Hunt forward...

Its form continuously expanded and rotated.

The deadly sandstorm was sucked into the Ring of the Hunt, continuously converging.

"ROAR!!!"

A resounding dragon's roar reverberated across the firmament.

The rotation speed of the Ring of the Hunt accelerated continuously, until it became so fast it lost its original color.

Dark golden points of light poured into the ring.

Before Ye Qiyan, a control Light Screen materialized.

Aim, lock, fire—

"Go."

A dark golden beam of light, carrying the absorbed sandstorm along with it, was returned right before Matmu.

"!?"

Matmu's pupils contracted. He immediately swapped positions with a clone.

The clone perished, but the Ring of the Hunt's attack transmitted from that clone to his main body as well.

"Pfft—Hah!"

Blood mixed with sand sprayed out.

Matmu felt his vitality draining away rapidly.

Even though his Overcomer power was repairing his body, the damage inflicted by the Ring of the Hunt was irreparable.

He swallowed the blood back down and gave Ye Qiyan a deep look.

"Another high-level artifact? How extravagant..."

"Then should I say, you're really good at running?"

The Ring of the Hunt's attack was only activated at a lower power setting, so the mental consumption wasn't excessive.

"I told you, even if I will die, you cannot kill me."

"Using these high-level artifacts one after another, such extravagant methods... how much of your stamina and spirit have you consumed?"

"You're nearing your limit, aren't you?"

Matmu rose again, but Red Tears appeared behind him.

Another sword strike. He dared not block it, instead urgently swapping positions with another clone.

The clone died. Matmu landed amidst the dog-headed Believers.

He raised his hand and grabbed a dog-headed man. The vitality within its body flowed ceaselessly into his own, yet it still couldn't repair the damage from the Ring of the Hunt.

"I have cultivated in this world for a hundred years. What ability does an outsider have to kill me?"

Ye Qiyan glanced at his personal information.

[Stamina: 192] [Spirit: 23]

Black Ebony spun in his hand.

He casually aimed in a direction.

Pulled the trigger. One dog-headed man after another fell to the ground.

[Plunder]

[Stamina: 220]

[Spirit: 59...88...133.......260]

Ye Qiyan sat back. The shattered Black Throne swiftly appeared behind him.

"The clones will die in your place. But you haven't summoned more clones. That means the number of these clones is your limit."

"Let me count."

"Now... there are nine clones left."

"All I need to do is kill you nine more times, or..."

Matmu did not speak, because he indeed could not create more clones.

And the other party indeed could kill him nine more times.

"Take them all out."

[Tap—]

A crisp snap of fingers echoed through the space.

Immediately after, the Abyss Mech-soldier, which had been engaged in melee combat all along, had a red light flash in its eyes. With unexpected speed and strength, it grabbed Matmu's Laziness Clone, which hadn't reacted at all, and crushed it.

This was the first clone eliminated.

But not the last.

The Scoundrel, which had been passively defending all along, discarded its shield and entered a frenzied mode, and together with the good will... exploded.

Lancelot, along with more Wuzhong units dispatched by Ye Qiyan, formed an even sharper killing formation, breaking through the sand soldier giants of ill intent.

The Goblin Champion and the headless goblin apostle pincer-attacked the fleeing Joy Clone. Finally, with the Steam King using its massive body as a meat shield to block the way, they caught up to it.

Twin hammers struck from both sides, taking out Joy.

Other parts of the battlefield were largely in a similar state.

Eve, activating her Overdrive Star, used the Eternal Cutter to instantly eliminate one clone, then continued clearing the endless stream of sand soldiers.

The twin raven evils, Red Tears, Lisette—their opponents were completely unable to withstand them.

Matmu's clones were being pushed back step by step.

On the battlefield, aside from numbers, everything was trending towards a one-sided rout.

Except...

In the sky, the battle between the Sky-Resonant Thunder Eagle and the Sorrow Clone remained undecided.

However, Ye Qiyan did not dispatch any forces to assist it.

Matmu had said he would make Ye Qiyan his stepping stone.

But this statement.

Could also be turned around and given to Matmu.

In this war between Train Conductors, the victor would tread upon the loser's corpse to proceed to the next station.

Such was the way for Train Conductors.

Such was also the way for the Sky-Resonant Thunder Eagle on the battlefield.

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