Chapter 532

Boom!

The power armor’s thrusters fired at full capacity; Lin Xian descended like a celestial blade, swiftly piercing the crimson mist to spot the Infinite Train racing through the ruins of the urban rail line. Under Kiki’s telekinetic drive, the Infinite Train was moving through the air in full stride, hugging the tracks but ignoring whether the rails ahead were damaged or the path clear—plowing straight through.

As the distance closed, the communication channel reconnected.

“Lin Xian, are you okay?!”

“I’m fine. Keep going—stick to the rails, don’t fly up!”

Once we leave the rail line, we won’t find our way. If we lose signal in this crimson haze, we’ll be blind men feeling an elephant—that’s when trouble starts.

Thud-thud-thud!

As Lin Xian landed on the roof of the Infinite Train, a tremor shook the earth behind him: countless buildings and streets fell in neat rows like cut wheat, dust rising into the air. Through the crimson mist, a terrifying serpentine shadow surged forward at a speed that made the scalp tingle—so fast it defied belief for something of such mass. Concrete and steel structures shattered before it like grains of sand.

Lin Xian watched as the raging crimson storm coalesced around the mottled blood boa into a viscous, tangible mass, while other areas remained noticeably thinner—like a crimson fog cluster closing in on the Infinite Train.

“This thing moves through the crimson mist like swimming in water—nothing can stop it. Standard physical armor won’t hold up.”

Inside the cockpit, Kiki stared at the monitor, her face grim. “Lin Xian, let me handle it.”

“No. Wait until it gets closer.”

Lin Xian’s gaze sharpened. With his mechanical heart active, all drones retracted to avoid indiscriminate destruction by the crimson storms. Simultaneously, every heavy cannon on the train aligned under his mental command and fired at once!

Doo!

Three 1130s’ fire lines, alongside electromagnetic railgun blasts tearing through the storm, surged like a metal torrent toward the black silhouette of the mottled blood boa—striking everything in their path: collapsed buildings, bone-tendrils writhing on the serpent’s body. The black-red force field flickered and repaired, but under this rate of fire, gaps opened in its reaction speed. A cascade of metal rain rained down, tearing off massive chunks of blood and bone from the serpent’s body.

Splash!

The mottled blood boa was clearly enraged. Its flesh writhed violently, dissolving into the crimson mist and vanishing entirely into transparency. Lin Xian frowned, directing all fire lines to sweep through the blood mist—soon striking it again in empty air. Bone and flesh exploded outward. The blood boa accelerated; the crimson mist surged like a storm, instantly merging into the sky’s crimson haze and vanishing completely.

Boom! The colossal mottled blood boa vanished entirely from the heavens, leaving only crimson lightning splitting the sky.

“Gone? Watch out—it’s definitely approaching us,” Kiki said sharply.

“I know.”

Lin Xian stood atop the train, all heavy cannons now angled outward in staggered positions, firing into empty space, searching for the target.

After dozens of seconds, thunder rolled across the sky. A violent crimson wind pressed down, lifting ground dust into a sandstorm that plunged the entire city ruin into darkness—only the Infinite Train’s headlight pierced the black, and the hollow echoes of heavy weapons firing skyward echoed above.

At that moment, above, a faint, shadowy abyss slowly opened within the blood mist. The mottled blood boa did not lunge at the train. From within that eerie, deep maw, a bolt of lightning was gathering!

But just as the mottled blood boa prepared to unleash some dark-energy attack, a brilliant gold-red light suddenly flared atop the speeding train.

“I’ve been waiting for you!”

Whoosh!

All heavy cannons on the Infinite Train shut down simultaneously. The energy beams of the three G3 electromagnetic railguns vanished as if violently retracted. Lin Xian’s power armor emitted a high-energy electromagnetic shriek, crackling with arcs. He stood firm, raised his finger toward the black abyss above, and behind him, three superstring reactor phase rings ignited instantly!

Supercritical Diffraction Sword!

Hum!

The diffraction base on Lin Xian’s right hand erupted with a golden-red impact blade, like a space-based weapon beam, instantly piercing hundreds of meters. The flame edge burned the air, illuminating heaven and earth. It surged upward, piercing straight through the center of the crimson blood mist and lightning. A thunderous explosion ripped through the air—before the golden-red beam, a serpentine biological field flickered briefly in the empty space. Simultaneously, the colossal blood boa materialized mid-air, its skull-like maw fully illuminated by the supercritical diffraction beam’s energy. The temperature, exceeding that of the sun many times over, detonated a raging heatwave.

After the impact blade pierced the blood boa’s skull, Lin Xian didn’t hesitate—he gripped his right wrist with his left hand and swung down!

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!

The kilometer-long diffraction sword slashed through the air, blazing with brilliance. As it cut through the mottled blood boa’s body, the extreme heat triggered violent airbursts, reducing the front two-thirds of the serpent’s entire form to shattered fragments in midair!

“Now are you dead?!”

Lin Xian, having shut down the diffraction sword, gasped heavily inside his power armor. He now understood these crimson monsters’ behavior far better—they couldn’t be judged by conventional logic. Though they appeared as serpents, Lin Xian realized this thing wasn’t “crawling.” Its movement resembled swimming—like a water snake in the ocean.

The entire crimson world was a vast aquatic realm, and the Infinite Train was a train moving beneath its surface. So it made perfect sense to him that the monster could swim through the air.

Indeed, Lin Xian looked up. After his supercritical diffraction sword had sliced off most of the blood boa’s body, the creature now floated eerily within the thick blood mist—as if weightless. It defied all intuition.

Meanwhile, vast clouds of black mist swirled within the blood mist. Seeing this, he immediately activated the Black Star Forge, releasing a swarm of drones that shot forward at high speed.

These drones rapidly disintegrated upon entering the remaining crimson storm—but some survived, plunging inside. Soon, several damaged PX-05 drones staggered back, hovering before Lin Xian. He raised his hand; the robot’s tool compartment opened, and a still-hot blood essence rolled into his palm.

Lin Xian’s expression darkened in shock. This blood essence was as large as his palm—too big to grip with one hand—and clearly a step larger than the previous Level Four essence. But size wasn’t the key. He noticed this essence no longer resembled blood—it had the texture of mineral crystal. He immediately magnified it with his power armor’s visual system and discovered it was densely packed with hexagonal energy lattices—precisely engineered, like a manufactured object.

“Lattice…”

Lin Xian fell into quiet thought. The creations within the crimson were becoming more and more like those of an advanced civilization. He no longer viewed these anomalies as mere monsters. As Director Ding said, these anomalies were “soldiers” forged from the Tower People’s flesh and blood. Their “homogenized bodies” followed a civilizational path unlike human machinery—any silicon-based organic form could be shaped. But these monstrous entities, as indescribable as Krus, were the products preceding the Tower People’s “angels.”

“This could build a large-scale same-frequency device. Maybe other uses too.”

Mechanical fabrication flashed; a metal containment case swiftly sealed the blood essence.