Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

When Bronya arrived with her people.

The scene was a complete mess.

"…Xi'er."

All the Iron Guards on the scene were overwhelmed by the flames and fell to the ground, their faces charred black.

The clothes were also burned with several large holes.

"...Cough cough." Hearing Bronya's voice, Seele slowly opened her tightly closed eyes and said weakly:

"Bronya... I'm fine."

As she and the Iron Guards were engulfed in flames, Seele clearly felt something wrapped around her, cool and refreshing, blocking out the intense heat.

Even so, many of the Iron Guards lost their ability to fight.

"Hey."

Seele slowly straightened up, sat up, and said while holding her forehead:

"Why is his destiny so absurd... so different from ours?"

She's only had the chance to see Yan unleash that kind of flame a few times when she was in the lower levels.

Although he never took it seriously, Xi'er still felt that... if Yan Huan really intended to set fire, the power would be far more terrifying than this guy's.

“Now most of the forest has been burned down.” Bronya knelt down to examine Seele’s wounds. “In Beloberg, there aren’t many people with area-of-effect destructive abilities, but he is definitely one of them.”

"Tch," Seele scoffed.

“If I hadn’t been thinking of capturing him alive, I would have killed him long ago.”

Although Seele's attack range is not large, her power is undeniable.

If she were to fight that guy one-on-one again, Seele wasn't confident she could capture him alive, but she was absolutely certain she could kill him.

"Yes, I believe it."

……

After setting the fire, Brother Dao finally escaped the encirclement of the Iron Guards.

Previously, he wouldn't have dared to do this. As long as Jepard was there, he wouldn't have been able to burn the Iron Guards protected by Jepard in a head-on confrontation.

But now... the latter is still lying in the ICU receiving IV drips.

"Ok?"

As he ran, Brother Dao noticed two black dots ahead.

Upon seeing that familiar red broom-shaped haircut, he was filled with rage and shouted:

"It's you? You dare to come back!"

"To be honest, we can't run anymore."

On the distant pile of stones, Yan and March 7 lay exhausted, their heads tilted back as they contemplated life, not even glancing at Dao Ge.

"Brother Dao, how about this, let the two of us stay behind to cover the rear?" Yan looked up at the sky and said wistfully.

"We've figured it out. We're going to die anyway, so we might as well make our last glorious death."

"Get out...! You should have realized this a long time ago. Now that I've killed them all, don't you think it's too late?!"

"Huh?" March 7th frowned slightly, puzzled.

"They're all dead? Brother, is it really true?"

"Of course!"

Dao Ge arrived in front of the two, panting heavily.

"Hmph, that woman who kept chasing me and hacking at me probably never expected that I would suddenly make such a move! She was the closest at the time, and I was 90% sure she would die!"

Yan frowned and said:

"Actually, I've always had a question."

"what?"

"Since you have such tricks, why did you only burn down a museum before? Now you're only using them when you're escaping. If you had just gone a little crazier, even if you couldn't kill those few strong ones, you could at least have wiped out those weaker Iron Guards, right?"

Previously, Yan always thought that Dao Ge only wanted to bring down Cocolia and the nobles, and had no intention of harming the lower-level Iron Guards.

However, based on the situation just now, this inference seems to be completely invalid.

If it weren't for March 7th's intervention, it's unknown whether Seele would have been killed, but those slightly weaker Iron Guards would definitely have been burned to ashes.

"Hmph, there's nothing we can do about it!"

Dao Ge sat down next to her and patted Yan Huan's thigh:

"What will the organization do if I die or get captured?"

He asked:

"You know very well that most of us here are people from the lower districts who were abandoned, and poor people from the upper districts who were bullied. We are almost all pitiful guys."

Brother Dao stared at his sharp blade and murmured:

"The builders always put the greater good first. When Beloborg was teetering on the brink of collapse, they were able to decisively withdraw all defensive forces from the lower districts and hold the upper districts to the death. This decision was certainly correct in terms of the continuation of Beloborg as a whole."

"Those nobles prioritize their own interests. Whether the country is prosperous or in crisis, they always take their own interests as the primary measure. They live for themselves and their own desires. It's not wrong for them; at most, it's just extreme selfishness."

"But... what the hell did we do wrong?"

Brother Dao leaned against the rock, looked up at the gloomy sky, and said wistfully:

“We were abandoned, we were bullied, we hate! We hate so much! We lost our loved ones, we lost our children! We don’t want to live anymore, we just want to declare to the world in our last moments that we once existed, that we once raged!”

"Does this mean... we don't even have the right to be angry?"

Brother Dao turned to look at Yan Huan and said in a deep voice:

"Kid, you probably don't have a wife, right?"

Yan Huan nodded and said:

"I'm still single."

"Hmph, no wonder... You only lost your master, but I have lost my lover forever."

“My son is Iron Guard. After the lockdown order was issued, even though he was very reluctant, he still obeyed the order and went to the upper district.”

Do you know how many years it's been since we last saw each other?

Just as Yan was about to say something, Hu You thought of a certain possibility and shut his mouth.

Brother Dao continued to shake his head and sigh:

"Hehe... I was one of the earliest members of Earthfire, but I quit after a few months, so very few people know that I used to be a member of Earthfire."

"Can you understand how you felt when you returned from a mission and saw that damned Rift creature... devouring your own wife?"

"I go to protect others, but who will protect my wife?"

"After the lockdown was lifted, I went to find my son with my last hope... only to be told that my son had died in the second year of the lockdown?"

March 7th pursed her lips slightly, originally wanting to say something, but seeing that Yan didn't make a sound, she consciously shut her mouth.

Dao Ge continued angrily:

"Hey, do you know how my son died? He wasn't killed by some monster from another realm, he was starved to death!"

"Someone's eyeing his pay; he's far away on the front lines and has no food to eat...!!"

"Guess how I knew? Heh... It's all thanks to a deserter. Of course, I didn't believe it at first either, until I put a knife to a nobleman's throat!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, and his whole body began to tremble.

A raging fire burned in his eyes, as if it would scorch the entire world.

……

Chapter 191 Arrest him! Arrest him!

"The Silvermane Iron Guards would be short of food? Weren't they all given out together?" March 7th couldn't help but ask.

"Hey...that's much more interesting."

Brother Dao laughed pitifully:

"Do you know what happened back then? When fighting off the Rift creatures, you had to split into small teams. My son's team only had seven people in total."

"Of the seven people at that time, five had been from the lower classes and were all thinking about their families."

“Guess what? One guy told them he had a way to get the letter to the lower levels so they could contact us, but he wanted some extra ‘fee’!”

"We just want their money, but at first it was okay, just a little bit."

"And then... hehe."

Mr. Yan raised an eyebrow and said:

"At that time, there was only one person who could travel between the upper and lower levels."

Brother Dao waved his hand:

"I know who you're talking about, but that guy isn't Sambo! So... isn't he just a fraud?"

“I don’t know how many guys like my son have believed his nonsense! In these turbulent times, they have to spend money to send letters that will never arrive.”

"What happened next was even more amazing, haha... They actually received a reply, but it wasn't handwritten, it was all machine-printed, so there was no way to tell the authenticity from the handwriting."

Brother Dao spread his hands and said with a wry smile:

“Those swindlers, on our behalf, tell the children that we are suffering down here, that we have nothing to eat, and that we need money, lots and lots of food and money.”

"In the end, they scrimped and saved, and you can probably guess who got all the money they saved."

"Let's not talk about it anymore. Anyway, this matter has been suppressed, and the people who deserved to die are dead. Now we only have one target left."