Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

The interstitial layer of subspace shattered.

Red Tears’ single slash severed the interstitial space.

The true form of the Wish Machine revealed itself here.

It was a silver-white magical machine.

At its center sat a silver emblem shaped like a lion.

The entire Wish Machine was cleaved open, nearly exposing its core.

It dared not face Red Tears, especially that Tear-Engraving Sword.

Instinctively it tried to flee, but it suddenly realized that the moment it was observed, it would truly, permanently exist in this world.

There was no escape.

The monster that Ye Qiyan had trapped at the “resurrection point” sensed its presence.

The DF Wish Machine’s foundational logic malfunctioned.

In truth, this consciousness of its should never have existed.

Only because of the long passage of time, because of the single lingering command and the absorption of so much belief from the Wish War, and because of coincidence and chance, had it been born.

It wanted freedom, so it made a wish toward the Wish Machine itself.

Completing the Formless Hero would grant it freedom.

And now... the wish’s conditions were about to fail.

The DF Wish Machine’s deepest logic directly bypassed this consciousness, filling in the embryo of the Formless Hero that Ye Qiyan might very well destroy.

With what to fill it?

The best material was itself.

A consciousness that had existed for over seven hundred years, coexisting day and night with the Wish Machine and the Formless Hero.

Within its mind resided the Formless Hero’s truth.

Perhaps... it was the Wish Machine itself, creating a guaranteed fallback mechanism to complete this plan.

Human! I curse you!!!

This nameless consciousness unleashed the fiercest hatred it had ever felt toward Ye Qiyan.

It had no freedom.

As the Wish Machine carved away at its existence, it shaped it into the form most suitable to be devoured by the Formless Hero.

You will die by the Formless Hero’s hand! Become its nourishment! I will wait for that moment! Let my consciousness burn your existence! Reduce everything about you to nothing!!!

I hate you! So close! Just one step away! Just one step away!!!

Lisette still clamped her hands over Ye Qiyan’s ears, blocking out that piercing voice.

Until the sound gradually dissipated, Ye Qiyan swallowed the last piece of fruit.

A playful smile appeared on his face.

A black eyeball floated behind him.

“Honestly, I’m not really afraid of your curse.”

Cursed Demon Eye

Effect: Counter-curse

A module he hadn’t used in a while, for Ye Qiyan it was the perfect defense specifically designed to counter curse-type abilities.

“Giving it back to you.”

The Cursed Demon Eye gazed at the canopy that had spread over the entire Dongbo City.

The black stare fixed on the silver-white device above the canopy.

Countering the curse actually deepened the dissipating aura that had been nearly severed by Red Tears.

Hum!

A dazzling red sword light swung up from beneath the ground.

Red Tears unfurled the demon wings at her waist and returned to the ground.

She looked up at the sky with indifference, not continuing to swing her sword, but quietly came to Ye Qiyan’s side and gently clasped his hand.

Her beautiful eyes met his.

She spoke nothing, yet seemed to say everything.

She wanted to hold her master’s hand, she wanted to draw out the Tear-Engraving Sword again.

She would cut down the Hero.

In the deep pit of the battlefield,

the monsters that had been continuously shattered were transported into the air by the wish.

They converged and fused.

They consumed a humanoid, translucent body.

That was the consciousness born from the Wish Machine.

It had been carved and reshaped to become the most suitable body for the Formless Hero.

Sizzle, sizzle—

A Faceless Person quietly reappeared.

It stood in midair, wooden and blunt, like a walking corpse.

Black smoke emerged from the Wish Machine.

Black threads fell down from the canopy.

They spread toward every part of Dongbo City.

People in the city fled in terror.

But it was useless.

The threads pierced people’s bodies.

Human existence gradually became transparent; consciousness, body, soul—everything was being absorbed by the DF Wish Machine, exchanged for the ability to control this Formless Hero.

Even Feng Qianye and the other two Guild presidents in Sky City could not escape the pursuit of these threads.

The Green-Haired Man and the Other Woman were pierced by the threads.

Although train conductors had bodies far stronger than ordinary people, years of stasis had caused bodily functions to regress.

They could not dodge the filaments; innumerable threads wound around their bodies, greedily sucking at the upper limits of their spirit and physical reserves.

Only Feng Qianye barely escaped the calamity, but he could only watch in terror as his two friends turned into their current state, helpless.

Damn it, if it were the old me!!

If he were who he used to be, perhaps he could cut the threads.

But now, he had forgotten...

Stasis brought forgetting.

That former power had not vanished; it still existed inside him.

But how to use it?

He could not remember.

Feng Qianye broke down and wept.

Why... why am I still here!

Thick filaments pierced the limbs and torso of the Formless Hero.

It began to move rigidly; every gesture seemed capable of shattering this space into pieces.

A powerful aura washed over them.

That walking corpse appeared to be a supreme True God.

The power contained within it seemed capable of severing the End.

But...

Wrong.

Spirit: 340 (Witness Truth and Falsehood) (Shadow of the End)

The Shadow of the End still lingered in the rear position.

The fireworks and horns inside the train likewise showed no response.

He could see it.

This Formless Hero was only a shell.

A body full of holes, as fragile and rotten as wood with termites’ nests.

The Formless Hero had long been dead.

This was a failed product.

Red Tears’ hand twined with Ye Qiyan’s fingers.

She gently drew herself closer to her master again.

“That’s just a paper tiger, actually no need to draw the sword... never mind.”

Looking at the slight fluctuation in Red Tears’ calm eyes, Ye Qiyan smiled faintly and patted the Demon Girl’s head.

Then he lifted his gaze.

What he saw was higher up, looking down upon that false Formless Hero.

Defiance × Arrogance

The Formless Hero controlled by the Wish Machine seemed to feel something.

It stiffly turned its body and faced the gray-white sky.

There was nothing there.

There was only Ye Qiyan’s Arrogance.

“Red Tears.”

The phantom of the Ancient Battlefield appeared on either side of him and Red Tears.

The moment that phantom appeared,

the Formless Hero actually broke free from the Wish Machine’s control, suddenly turning its head and with its faceless face, staring fixedly at that battlefield.

Shadows swept past the tip of the Tear-Engraving Sword.

The faceless monster, at that instant, inexplicably shed crystalline, translucent tears.

A humanoid shadow halted and stopped before the sword’s tip.

Ye Qiyan’s eyes tightened.

He looked at that shadow, then at the Formless Hero that resembled it in some ways, and murmured:

“Draw the sword.”

Light and shadow fused with the blade.

It began to rain...

A rain carrying sorrow, and release.

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