Chapter 538

“What?!!!”

“Accelerate?!”

“Aren’t we facing the Great Rift ahead?!!?!”

Instantly, hundreds of convoy commanders erupted in shock over the command channel, unable to comprehend why they weren’t stopping—why they were accelerating toward a thousand-foot abyss. Had they gone mad?

“It’s Lin Xian!”

Chen Sixuan heard the voices over the comm channel, and her furrowed brows instantly relaxed.

“Stay calm. Lin Xian is the Endtime Swordbearer—he’s worth a hundred steel-rail factories. If he’s made this call, he’s certain of it!”

Jiang Yun immediately responded, directly calling out to Lei Zhen and He Linqiu’s convoy teams within the Republic Alliance.

“Lei Zhen, Commander He—follow Lin’s orders. Maintain track spacing, advance side-by-side!”

Hearing this, Lei Zhen’s mind reeled. He knew Lin Xian’s strength, but charging into fog toward a cliff? It was sheer madness!

“Boss?!” His subordinate’s face had gone pale.

“No nonsense!” Lei Zhen’s expression hardened: “That man’s pierced the Celestial Veil and come back. He wouldn’t deceive us!”

Without delay, he grabbed his radio: “All convoys—maintain distance! Five abreast! Don’t fall behind!”

“Yes!!”

Meanwhile, He Linqiu and several other large vehicle convoys followed suit, assembling on the left flank!

“Hurry! Merge into 15-meter lanes—charge forward!”

“What are they doing? Jumping the Grand Canyon?” Wu Xiangqun on the Zhenhai Ship frowned deeply: “If this hundred-kilometer super-train formation falls, it can’t be stopped. Every convoy behind will be dragged down—no chance to escape!”

“General Luo!”

“Sir?!” He Yifeng, commander of the 3rd Assault Regiment, leading the vanguard, waited for orders.

“Is this too reckless?!” Wang Yong, commander of the 7th Regiment, shouted while fighting through the horde.

“Only two kilometers left—no time!” Li Chongyun, commander of the 5th Regiment, cried urgently.

“General Luo, trust Lin Xian. His method is risky, but he’s prepared.” On the Silver Star, Jian Xuxi waited for Luo Shaokai’s decision before issuing the acceleration order. Hundreds of convoys, thousands of trains linked in a single line—if consensus wasn’t reached, the entire formation would collapse instantly.

“Enough!”

Luo Shaokai gripped his comm device, his expression uncertain. This decision was more catastrophic than Plan Three. Millions charging toward a cliff—even he hesitated. But he understood: life and death hung by a thread.

He wasn’t afraid of death—but these two hundred train convoys were the last survivors gathered from the Colorado evacuation. One wrong choice could erase them all.

Beep!

At that moment, his Phoenix Token received the highest directive from the Phoenix Society. Seeing the flashing light, he immediately understood: Lin Xian was the overall commander dispatched by the Polar Authority.

In that instant, all his doubts vanished. If the Commander trusted him, then they would trust without condition.

Luo Shaokai’s gaze sharpened. He seized the comm and issued his order:

“All trains remain connected. Longkun Thunder Fleet—take left and right flanks to secure canyon air defense. Huoshi, cover the rear. Silver Star—initiate acceleration!”

“Understood!”

“Assault Regiment—merge into the right flank of the trains!!” He Yifeng immediately ordered. Instantly, the three main frontline units—over a thousand war vehicles—swarmed rightward. Enemy fire shifted, and the horde surged directly into the charging train convoy.

Above, fire clouds churned. The Skytrain Starshatter Cannon and the Zhenhai Ship’s Yangji Magnetic Rail Cannon crossed fire like a sweeping blade, utterly obliterating the central horde, leaving behind a scorched earth of burning crimson lava.

Fire Brother, Jiang Yun, Qian Dele, Ningjing, Mo Nika, Long Zhijie, and other adepts descended, activating their abilities for maximum resistance.

Abai stood atop Dragon Mountain No. 1, his laser beam piercing the crimson fog like a searchlight!

“Our captain’s arrived—just charge forward!” Lu Xingchen blasted a fire punch ahead, his bright laughter drowning out the artillery.

“This is insane—is this the mad Swordbearer?”

On Utopia, the crowd trembled. Xiao En stood among the core members, adjusting his tense breaths: “Sending this century train hurtling toward a cliff—is he planning to make us fly?”

“Impossible,” replied his aide, Jenny, shaking her head. “The train line’s too long. No inertia jump can work—and…”

Xiao En drew a deep breath: “No more deliberation. We have no choice. Hold fire, accelerate Quanxian !”

“Accelerate!” Jian Xuxi on the Silver Star issued the order calmly. The Eternal-Class nuclear core erupted at a hundred-megawatt output!

“Accelerate!” Shi Di on Dragon Mountain No. 1 shouted with exhilaration, dual Endtime Fortresses unleashing torrents of firepower!

“Accelerate!” Hong Hongqu of the Rose Convoy echoed instantly—dozens of former Infinite Alliance train units joined the roar!

“Accelerate!” Hundreds of train units behind—last remnants from Tiannandibei—fueled by desperate courage, made their electric locomotives scream in protest!

Nearly three million survivors were now infected by a courage born of facing death.

Wooooo!!!!

Clatter-clatter-clatter!

Iron wheels turned, tracks shuddered. The black Endtime trains snaked across the Rockies’ plains like a hundred-kilometer dragon, igniting into a furious acceleration through crimson fog.

Torrents of firepower rained across both sides of the track. Flames revealed billions of monsters—automotive units and Taitiewei forces split and channeled, forming extreme flanking formations beside the trains. Within minutes, the ground train group led by the Silver Star, flanked by parallel vehicle convoys, became a three-pronged spear beneath the metallic sun—speed surged, and they charged forward like a blade, ignoring the horde ahead!

50km

60km

70km

100km!!

The fragile temporary track groaned under unbearable strain, the earth trembling in resonance with the horde’s charge. The entire train line surged across the plain, sparking and lightning flashing in its wake.

Boom-boom-boom!

The crimson horde seemed to sense something—frenziedly slamming into the now-aligned train line. The defensive lines, stretched into a single thread, buckled under pressure. One failed barrier triggered chain collisions. Sky monsters treated this migration as a hunting ground, countless aberrations relentlessly assaulting the ground defenses—death kept climbing!

But now, there was no second principle. Vehicle convoys floored their throttles. Armed troops fought with bloodshot eyes. Inside the train cars, only the thunder of artillery remained.