Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

"Great Goblin God, you mean to say that this human named Altos has already used his Blasphemy Card? As long as I go to that world, I can take his head?"

Goblin Empire.

Within the temple of the Goblin God.

Beneath the grotesque deity, an existence nearly indistinguishable from a human knelt before it.

【God Number——C-01——Trim】

Among the current C-grade gods, he was the most powerful in both strength and influence.

This position originally belonged to the Demon Flower God.

But after the Demon Flower God was slain at the Hanging Gardens, it fell to him.

The Goblin God looked at him, a flicker of disgust flashing in its eyes.

The God of Trim hesitated.

He raised his head and glanced at the Goblin God sitting before him.

"Are you certain that human's Blasphemy Card has been used?"

"Are you questioning me!? Do you think just because you're a subordinate god of a Supreme, you're any different from other C-grade Divine Sequence beings?!"

The Goblin God struck its scepter, and the entire hall reverberated with violent tremors.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare. I've just never encountered a holder of a Blasphemy Card before. Without it, an ordinary human is hardly worth mentioning."

The God of Trim lowered his head.

"Hmph, do you think I would deceive you? See for yourself."

A magical light screen appeared in midair within the hall.

It showed the battlefield of the Platinum Forest.

On the battlefield, Altos's demons and machines were steadily retreating, suffering casualties under the onslaught of the goblin army.

Ravens were plucked of their feathers. Machines were dismantled.

The goblins seemed to have already achieved a decisive victory.

At the critical moment of danger.

Altos pulled out a dark-golden card.

Its dazzling radiance, which made even gods tremble, could only land on an ordinary legion commander.

This scene left the God of Trim stunned.

So this human named Altos was actually this weak?

He knew nothing of Ye Qiyan's achievements. In fact, those who understood the existence of Altos were only the Train Conductors and the gods who bore grudges against Ye Qiyan.

News from the Wasteland never spread that freely.

Only Train Conductors within the same Sector, or those who had each other on their Friends List, could pass information along.

So, when the God of Trim saw that power, which made even gods shudder, used up, the fear in his heart also disappeared.

A trace of contempt arose within him.

"I see. So the so-called blasphemer is just a human who relies on the Blasphemy Card to oppose us gods. But a human is still just a human. Great Goblin God, I am willing to go to that world. However, entering a level-9 world comes at a cost..."

The Goblin God let out a strange, sinister laugh.

With a wave of its hand.

Magical energy surged.

Within the Divine Kingdom, tens of millions of ordinary goblin civilians received the divine decree.

They were to become the "cost."

"Go. I will help you enter that world! If you succeed, that Platinum Forest will be granted to you as a reward!"

"Thank you for your generosity!"

A massive teleportation array formed as goblin civilians were turned into sacrifices by the god they worshipped.

That was the nature of goblins.

Weak in their base form.

Their only advantage was that they bred quickly and grew fast.

Bigger than bugs, smaller than humans.

When the magic array, which consumed millions of ordinary goblins, unfolded, the God of Trim stepped into it without hesitation.

After all, he had clearly seen the situation through the transmitted images.

Go over there quickly, eliminate that human.

Ascending to the B-grade Divine Sequence as soon as possible was extremely important to him.

As for why he trusted the Goblin God...

The moment the God of Trim stepped into the magic array.

The Goblin God's advisor whispered beside it:

"My God, using the God of Trim to trick that human into using his Blasphemy Card... this plan shouldn't go wrong. But after this, will you go there yourself? If so, I will prepare sacrifices to obscure the train system for you right away. However, since it failed last time, the sacrifice this time will need to be ten times greater to..."

The Goblin God glanced at him.

"Fool. I am an A-grade Divine Sequence being. How could I leave my Divine Kingdom for the sake of a mere human?!"

"Then this..."

"Hmph, I once received help from Trim, but does a mere C-grade god deserve to have me repay that karma? Then he can only die. Once he's dead, and I kill this human in the future, won't that karma be repaid? Isn't that right, old man."

It laughed wickedly, looking to the other side.

Hunched over, skin-and-bones, covered in the wrinkles that only appeared on elders near the end of their lives.

But he was a god.

A-1-Fate.

The former Supreme.

The current loser.

"Cough... cough... yes, that's right. I will adjust fate for you. Let him fight that human. If we can trick out his Blasphemy Card..."

He paused mid-sentence.

"No, not yet. Even if we trick out the Blasphemy Card, that human's current power isn't something we can casually defeat by sending just anyone. We can't waste our strength recklessly anymore. Just wait. Cough... wait until the day he enters an 11th-level Station World."

The Goblin God's advisor hesitated. Gritting his teeth, he glanced at the two gods, steeled himself, and voiced his doubt.

"My God, but if we don't deal with him early, those divine cores that humans obtain from slaying gods will enhance their abilities. What if... when he enters the 11th-level world, his strength becomes too..."

Before he could finish, the Goblin God's scepter sent him flying.

"Do you think that a mere human, in just a few years, could match the growth of us gods over countless eons?!"

"No, that's not what I meant, I just..."

The God of Fate hobbled over to the severely injured advisor, bent down, and patted his head.

"Don't worry... by then, one of the Supremes will make a move."

"That human won't stop."

"So the time before he enters an 11th-level world won't be long either."

"Such a short time... as long as he enters there, the 【Void】 will also help us. Although... the price we have to pay is hard for us to accept..."

Cough... Goblin... I've helped you with this matter. As for the matter of stealing the Abyss's authority, you'll have to participate too..."

——

The Lightless Platinum Forest.

A massive magic array materialized above the battlefield.

The God of Trim spread his arms, announcing to this world with an arrogant tone:

"Human, I am the first among the C-grade Divine Sequence, the God of Trim. Kneel before me, and I will grant you an intact corpse."

But...

What was the response?

The God of Trim didn't feel fear. Instead, he felt a gaze full of hope.

Hope?

How was that possible?

Shouldn't that human be in despair?

Puzzled, he opened his arrogant eyes, unwilling to look down at first.

What he saw astonished him.

What met his eyes was not the scene the Goblin God had shown him.

On the contrary.

At this very moment.

That human named Altos was not on the battlefield.

Mountains of corpses, a burning earth.

Mechanical lifeforms and demons rampaged across the battlefield.

A pure-white train careened wildly, its massive drill bit churning everything ahead into a pulp.

Countless monsters of unknown races devoured the remains.

Countless black Corpse Crows pecked at the good meat.

He suddenly felt a glare above his head.

The God of Trim instinctively looked up.

This time, he opened his eyes.

He saw...

A young human, lounging before a broken throne, casually playing with a black crown, looking at him with a strange, excited gaze.

High above.

The Overdrive Dragon gazed down from the clouds, and the circling ravens cast mocking glances at him.

Beside the throne, the demon Red Tears slowly drew her sword, and the Meteor-like Mechanical Girl beneath his feet rose with a red halo.

Eight Demon Cards spun behind that man. He casually flipped through a golden book, and a purple-red halo had already touched the God of Trim.

The radiance the God of Trim saw was the malice emanating from the 【Ring of Evil】.

An inexplicable terror rose in the God of Trim's heart.

He had been deceived.

This human had never lost! This human had never used that Blasphemy Card!!!

Ye Qiyan closed the Book of Reality and Illusion, a subtle curve lifting the corner of his mouth.

【Defiance × Arrogance】

The lofty melody from that inverted black cross had now reached its climax.

"Are you looking for me?"

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