She is not an investigator.

Something was outside, hovering above the train, its hard claws poised to fall and tear the people below apart.

Faced with this situation, the train conductor and Anfer's expressions became more solemn than ever before, and they unconsciously quickened their pace.

Soon, they arrived at the third carriage.

But what appeared before them was a passenger who filled almost the entire aisle.

Upon seeing the arrival of the two, everyone turned their heads to look at the two who were slowly raising their weapons.

But it still didn't move or make any sound.

"..."

Anfer glanced at the train conductor beside him, but didn't say anything, communicating only with his eyes.

It was obvious that they had to squeeze through this group of people, hugging their bodies.

They had no way to drive these people away, because the metallic scraping sound from above never stopped.

They had no other choice; even the guns in their hands became useless at this moment.

The loud gunshot could probably pinpoint the location of the menacing creature overhead in an instant, allowing them to launch an attack that would be impossible for the target to react to.

They also had to be careful of the group of people standing in the aisle, to see if there was any potential danger or if they might make noise.

Having already arrived here, the two seemed to have no intention of retreating. They nodded to each other, and Anfer took the initiative to walk into the crowd.

His steps were very light, always very light. He reached the edge of the crowd and, under the almost emotionless gaze of everyone, squeezed in.

His shoulders and body kept touching the people around him, but those he touched remained motionless, simply standing there, quietly watching him.

The train conductor did not move, but simply stood at a distance, watching him slowly move forward.

This is the plan they just discussed.

If two people are too close, then if something happens to one of them, the other will have no chance to react and will be in danger.

If the two people act separately, it will be much easier to deal with the situation, whether it is to pass through quickly or turn around and run away.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Anfer's pace began to slow down more and more.

For some reason, the number of people in front of him seemed to be increasing, the gaps between people were getting smaller and smaller, and everyone was getting closer and closer to each other.

He had bumped into people around him countless times, and if this continued, he was unsure if he would accidentally push someone to the ground and make a sound.

And in this state, even if someone in this group were to try to harm him, he would be completely unable to put up any resistance.

Finally, he stopped in his tracks as he looked at the wall of people in front of him, which was almost completely blocked by the interconnectedness of the people.

Not far behind this group of people was the road leading to the fourth carriage, but he clearly had no way, nor the strength, to force his way through.

He had to find a way to not only deal with these guys in front of him, but also to successfully bring Elwin back to the first carriage after he actually found him.

How do we take down that thing on top of our heads?

This is not realistic.

Leaving aside whether his rifle could penetrate the top of the train, accurately hit the thing, and kill it, they had no way of knowing the thing's exact location.

Trying to use that thing on top of their head to clear out the people in front of them?

It is indeed possible, and it's quite simple. He just needs to throw whatever he can find at the ground, and the thing above him will most likely launch an attack and tear the human wall to shreds.

The problem is that the roof, which is used to shield his vision, will also have holes due to this attack. If he wants to go over and come back, he will have no way to expose himself under those holes.

Everything seemed to have reached a dead end, and if he tried to force his way through the human wall, he had no idea whether those who were pushed aside would inevitably make a sound.

But just then, the sound of breaking glass suddenly rang out.

That didn't come from this carriage, but from the last carriage, which was their destination.

The sound of metal scraping against metal suddenly rang out overhead, and it rushed towards the last carriage at an extremely fast speed. Accompanied by strange hissing and screams, a sharp blade instantly pierced through the wall of people, mercilessly knocking those who were blocking the way to the ground.

Alvin appeared before everyone, and before they could ask anything, he rushed over with a serious expression.

"Go! At the very front!"

Just then, an even more piercing scream came from the back of the carriage.

What was that sound?!

"My pet."

An Erwen moved swiftly through the crowd, accompanied by strange screams behind him, and the three of them quickly headed towards the first carriage.

But at that moment, the scream abruptly stopped, replaced by the sound of metal being struck heavily.

"That thing is catching up!"

"Its hearing isn't that good! Run!"

Clang—!

The instant his voice fell, a sharp claw descended from behind them, only to miss its target.

But then, the sharp claws swiftly and continuously stabbed forward, rapidly approaching the three fleeing individuals.

The Gods' Fool - The Northern Train: Chapter Thirty-Four, Blood Addiction

"...Did you hear anything?"

Constantine raised his head slightly and looked at Felina, who was constantly looking towards the driver's cab.

Upon hearing this, Philina turned her head and listened for a moment.

"...It sounds like there are footsteps, no, it's not just footsteps."

Constantine decisively raised his shotgun towards the passageway ahead, and in the next instant, the train conductor rushed into the carriage.

Behind him, Anfer and Erwin also rolled over suddenly, stumbling and falling in somewhat disheveled.

clang--!

At the same time, a sharp claw suddenly pierced down from the roof, but it only struck the corridor between the first and second carriages, missing its target.

The sound of metal scraping against metal rang out again, but its attack stopped, and it seemed unusually restless.

"What is that?!"

"spider."

Alvin sat on the ground, panting heavily, as he explained.

"Steel, Spider."

He seemed to know something, and after arriving at the first carriage, the spider seemed to have stopped its attack. Although it was still unwilling to leave, it was just rubbing against the top of the carriage.

"Ha...this is really...it's been a long time since I've run like this..."

Anfer finally caught his breath and managed to stand up, looking at Elwin sitting on the ground.

"So, where did that thing come from?"

Erwin shook his head and explained somewhat awkwardly.

“A giant spider, it has hunted before, it has seen me, it is looking for me, no… it is hunting.”

His way of speaking was very strange, extremely strange, but everyone still understood what he was trying to say.

This spider has come looking for him; they've met before, and Alvin was once this spider's prey.

Clearly, he didn't know how he escaped the spider, but now it was chasing him again.

"So, how do we solve it...?"

Felina spoke up timidly, and everyone else looked at Elwin, the only one who knew something about that thing.

But Erwin shook his head.

"It can't do that. Its body is made of steel. It's like another train."

"But we cannot sit idly by and wait to die."

"It won't take action for now."

Alvin looked out the window; it was almost completely dark outside, and the moon was no longer visible.

On such a dark night, the lights inside the train became their means of observing the outside world.

They've been here far too long, and if they continue like this, the dangers they face will go far beyond just this spider.

"It is waiting, waiting for the snow and ice to arrive, and waiting for the car to lose its shelter."

"……shelter?"

Constantine seemed to have heard some strange words and looked at Alvin with some confusion.

However, at that moment, the train conductor answered first.

"That was the train conductor's doing. The first carriage of this train is not so ordinary. I don't know the specific reason, but after she lost that arm, the train seems to... come alive."

That's exactly why.

Irwin picked up where the conductor left off and looked at Constantine, who was deep in thought.

"That's why we've survived until now."

-

In this dream, darkness is no longer the only dominant theme.

Igris slowly walked into the second carriage, where everything looked no different from the first carriage, except for some special passengers.

The ceiling of the carriage was inexplicably dilapidated and full of holes, and the seats on both sides were filled with shadowy figures covered in black.

They had no facial features, no expressions, and stood there quietly like a series of dolls.

But as Igris took a step, the figures moved their heads, seemingly staring at her.

A dense chorus of footsteps began to echo in Igris' ears, accompanied by an oppressive, suffocating atmosphere and a strong smell of rust.

The carriage began to become dilapidated, retro, and repulsive.

Igris gripped her straight sword tightly and with a casual swing, beheaded the strange, black-clad figure that had been staring at her the whole time.

Blood gushed out, staining the blade in Igris's hand and the white lining of her sword.

The blood was bright red and vivid, forming a stark contrast with the dilapidated state of the carriage and the darkness and boredom of the group of people.