Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

Alfred, the Vampire Prince.

He could never have imagined that enemies would suddenly burst forth inside the Blood God's Pavilion, and in such numbers.

The Scoundrel took the lead, followed closely by Ye Qiyan's Mechanical Army.

Lancelot led twenty-nine units of Wuzhong to begin slaughtering the vampires within the Blood God's Pavilion.

The main vampire forces were all on the Suoluo City battlefield, and those of high rank had been drawn away by Achuan and Stacia.

Consequently, within this Blood God's Pavilion, only the single strongest vampire remained: Prince Alfred.

The few vampires who had attained the status of Count, with Train levels around thirty, also found it difficult to cope after the Abyss Mech-soldier and Eve joined the assault.

Centered on that heart, the entire Blood God's Pavilion was partitioned by Ye Qiyan's Mechanical Army.

That Vampire Prince stood coldly before the heart, using blood magic to halt the charging Scoundrel.

"You, you are Altos. I should have realized it sooner. The holder of a Demon Card, relying on that 'Arrogance', could easily infiltrate this place. Yet, I foolishly never considered it.

And the reason for that... is it also because of that 'Arrogance'?

Holders of Card Sequences, your very existence is indeed detestable."

Ye Qiyan took a step forward, walking upon the air.

The Celestial Comet Drive roared to life behind his back.

A smile graced his face as seven Demon Cards slowly materialized behind him.

"Then allow me to make you detest it a little more."

"Red Tears."

Hum—!

The Red Tears Demon appeared behind Alfred. The Tear-Engraving Sword slid from its sheath in one fluid motion, thrusting towards Alfred's heart.

"Level 13? Interesting."

Alfred dissolved into a puddle of blood and vanished from the spot.

"Including that dragon, you possess two Level 13 artifacts. No wonder the Emperor's Order sent you to launch a sneak attack while the City of Eternal Night's defenses are depleted."

He reappeared, now holding a rapier entwined with rose thorns.

"However, I, Alfred, remained in the City of Eternal Night precisely to prevent such occurrences. Seven Demon Cards, you say? What of it? Without reaching ten or more, you... are still unqualified."

Clang!

Red Tears flickered again. The Tear-Engraving Sword clashed with the rapier in Alfred's hand, emitting a sharp, resonant hum.

[Thorny Dream (Level 12)]

The moment their weapons connected, the System completed an appraisal for both parties. It only displayed the name and level, but that was sufficient to confirm one thing.

Alfred was a genuine, top-tier Train Conductor in the truest sense.

His strength was even greater than that of the Goblin God Ye Qiyan had encountered before.

Sword clashed against sword in a frenzied dance.

Alfred actually began to subtly suppress Red Tears.

His swordsmanship was formidable. Red Tears' usual attack style was broad and sweeping. Although that rapier was only Level 12, it wasn't something the Tear-Engraving Sword could simply shatter or overwhelm.

One could say Alfred used his swordsmanship to bridge that one-level gap.

This was likely Red Tears' only weakness.

Another instant of collision. Red Tears seized an opportunity to thrust once more at Alfred's heart.

Her opponent dissolved into blood again to evade, reappearing this time standing directly atop the pulsating heart.

Red Tears pursued relentlessly, but was halted by the shockwave generated from the heart's sudden, powerful beat.

Alfred gazed impassively at Ye Qiyan. A flash of golden light flickered in his eyes.

"Sir, I know your objective is this heart."

"But you cannot achieve it."

"If it were the Angels of your esteemed organization, or perhaps even the Great Dragons or the Zodiacs, they might succeed. You, however, cannot."

"Because you... will undoubtedly lose."

"I can see it. Your Train level is a mere fourteen."

"I can also see that your number of stations is a paltry thirty-nine."

"Sir."

"You are a Train Conductor from this current batch, correct?"

He possessed some Module or System permission that allowed him to see through another's Train level and station count.

This was indeed surprising, yet not an impossible occurrence.

Whether from treasure chests or upgrade options, no one knew what abilities might appear.

Ye Qiyan had long considered the possibility of being discovered like this one day.

Alfred, this Vampire Prince, had accomplished it.

"Correct. I am a new Train Conductor from this batch. My Train level is exactly as you said, a mere fourteen."

"As for whether I will lose to you... how can we know without trying?"

[Snap]

A crisp snap of fingers echoed through the space.

The shattered Black Throne and the Inverted Cross slowly manifested.

A soaring sonata wildly reverberated through the air.

Demonic radiance illuminated Red Tears.

The pupil of the young woman's left eye transformed into an inverted red cross.

Her aura surged. The power of the Tear-Engraving Sword also grew more formidable under the empowerment of Defiance.

When it came to technique, Red Tears was lacking.

Alfred flicked his rapier, his gaze turning slightly stern as he observed the form of Defiance.

"A demonic aura, yet in a form I have never seen before."

"Sir, you are quite unique."

The thorns of the rose vines pierced his palm. Blood stained the blade. The sword point thrust forward, trailing a crimson afterimage.

"I, Alfred, Vampire Prince, Train Level 52, challenge you to a duel this day."

A white glove fell to the ground.

Centered on this point, a crimson halo domain spread out, covering this expanse of earth.

Plant-type vampire familiars were born from within them.

A powerful Train Conductor never needs to team up with others, nor requires their assistance.

Alone, one can summon a thousand troops. Alone, one can form an army's might.

Train Conductors are solitary. Each train travels alone through the Wasteland.

Therefore, they all, in one way or another—through creation, contract, or plunder—acquire their own "companions."

"Only now does the true beginning commence, Altos. Your appearance has made me understand the meaning of the Golden Age."

"Therefore."

"You will die. Right here, beneath my sword."

"I, challenge you to a duel."

[Alfred's Duel]

[The innate talent of the Primordial Vampire Alfred]

[You and he—one of you will surely die today]

[Due to your duel with him, this world will transform into [Duel Station (Pseudo)]. The flow of time is altered.]

[Escape is impossible]

[All information is sealed]

[All permissions are sealed]

[To the death]

[Do you accept?]

[Yes/No]

[If you refuse to accept, your maximum Stamina will be permanently reduced by 200 points.]

Alfred. The strongest opponent Ye Qiyan had ever encountered in the truest sense.

He showed Ye Qiyan respect, offering not a hint of mockery despite detecting his low level.

"A truly formidable innate talent."

"Senior Alfred."

"I accept your duel invitation."

"However."

[Wandering Star Holy Sigil · Gold · Courage · Champion!]

The golden-red star sigils on Ye Qiyan's back seemed to sense his pure courage and Desire. In that instant, they expanded to their utmost limit.

"The one who will die here today... is you."

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