Train Survival: Can I get a treasure chest by touching my goddess?

Shen Wen stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

To the southeast, at the foot of the highest mountain.

A dark shadow is moving above the canopy.

Nearly.

A black dragon flipped over from the back of the mountain peak, with a wingspan of at least thirty meters. Its body was covered with dark black scales, each the size of a palm, with edges that gleamed with a metallic sheen.

Its head is triangular, with two backward-curving horns above its nose, the tips of which gleam with a bony sheen.

Two dark gold vertical pupils were embedded in their eye sockets, their pupils narrowed into thin slits, staring directly in Shen Wen's direction.

It's not annihilation.

The Ember's length is nearly forty meters, this one is far shorter.

But it's not comparable to the dragon beasts from before.

silver.

Shen Wen's lips slowly parted into a smile.

"Let's see how strong a silver-level black dragon is."

The main problem is that he doesn't have a clear understanding of the Silver level yet, and the only two Silver level beings he has encountered are the Silver Zhu Yan and the Silver Chen.

But in Shen Wen's eyes now, the battle between Bai Chen and Bai Yin Zhu Yan was nothing more than a father beating his son.

Bai Chen was suppressing Zhu Yan and was beating him. Although he had witnessed the destructive power of Bai Yin, he had not yet tried it himself.

The black dragon hovered less than two hundred meters away from him. Its enormous wings were spread open, and the bone spikes at the tips gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

It lowered its head, its dark golden vertical pupils staring at Shen Wen, its nostrils twitching as if it were sniffing something.

Then it spoke, uttering human language.

"You have the blood of a black dragon. How can you, a lowly human, be worthy of possessing the blood of a black dragon?"

Shen Wen placed his hand on the hilt of Qianjun's sword, looking at the black dragon hovering in mid-air.

"Whether you're a good match or not, you'll find out by giving it a try."

The black dragon's vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

It clearly did not expect that this human would not only be unafraid, but also dare to provoke it.

A deep roar rolled out from the depths of his throat, like a stone churning in an iron pot.

"court death."

The black dragon swooped down.

With its 30-meter wingspan fully extended, the flapping of its wings whipped up fallen leaves and pebbles that flew everywhere.

It opened its mouth, and a ball of dark red light condensed deep in its throat. Vast flames erupted, like a tornado, frantically attacking Shen Wen.

Dragon's breath.

Shen Wen did not dodge.

The Blood Sea Great Luo Heaven opens.

The dark red blood mist exploded outwards from him, instantly covering an area of ​​several hundred meters in radius.

The blood mist was filled with a strong smell of rust, as if someone had splashed a bucket of aged blood into the air.

The moment the black dragon plunged into the blood mist, its speed visibly slowed down by a beat.

The murderous intent surged forth like countless fine needles piercing the gaps in its scales, drilling into its internal organs along its blood vessels.

Shen Wen drew his sword.

The moment the blade was drawn, the dark patterns on its surface glowed with a layer of dark golden light.

He took a step forward, his boots crushing the rocks beneath his feet, and like a cannonball, he crashed into the swooping black dragon.

A flash of light appeared.

The heavy blade struck the side of the black dragon's neck, and the sound of its scales shattering exploded like firecrackers.

"boom!"

Dark golden blood gushed from the wound, splattering all over the ground.

The black dragon let out a miserable cry, its huge body suddenly tilted in the air, its wings flapped wildly a few times, smashing several large trees before it barely managed to stabilize itself.

It landed on the ground, its four paws digging deep into the soil. It lowered its head, its dark golden vertical pupils staring intently at Shen Wen, and a low, threatening growl came from its throat.

Shen Wen stood before it, less than twenty meters away. Qianjun was held horizontally in front of him, the dark golden light on its blade flickering like breathing.

"this one?"

Turn the page, and you'll find yourself in another world.

A lower, more dangerous roar rolled from the black dragon's throat. "Human, you have angered me."

It opened its mouth, and the dark red light ball deep in its throat suddenly expanded, spewing out a blazing dragon breath that shot straight towards Shen Wen like a fire dragon.

Shen Wen did not dodge.

Blood Sea Great Luo Heaven shrank to two meters around its body, the blood mist so thick it almost solidified into a physical form.

The moment the dragon's breath collided with the blood mist, it was like an ice cube being smashed into boiling water, sizzling and crackling. Dark red flames exploded on the surface of the blood mist, but they couldn't burn through it no matter what.

Shen Wen stood there, watching the dragon's breath rage wildly outside the blood mist, and his lips twitched slightly.

Before the black dragon could even close its mouth after it had finished spewing its breath, Shen Wen had already appeared in front of it.

With a mighty lift, the dark golden light on the blade shone to its fullest extent.

He gripped the sword with both hands and slashed down with all his might. The blade struck the black dragon's nose, shattering its scales and the muffled sound of bones breaking echoing through its flesh.

The black dragon's screams shook the mountains and forests.

It suddenly shook its head, sending Shen Wen flying.

Shen Wen did two somersaults in the air, his boots hitting the ground and sliding several meters before crashing into a large tree and coming to a stop.

He smashed the tree trunk, causing it to crack open, and leaves fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

He straightened up from the tree trunk, stretched his shoulders, and his bones cracked a few times. Shen Wen then pounced on him again.

The man and the dragon engaged in a fierce battle, startling the person who had just arrived.

……

"A silver-black dragon? Is that really Shen Wen?"

Zhang Dan, who was constantly teleporting over using spatial magic, looked at the people fighting fiercely with the black dragon.

The tone was one of surprise.

Although he couldn't see her face clearly from the distance, if Cedric's props were correct...

The person who came must be someone from Shen Wen's train, but regardless of whether it was Shen Wen or not, how could this person fight against the Silver Black Dragon?

How is that possible?

Shen Wen and his group's train had just left the beginner area not long ago, so if the intelligence was correct, this should be their second station after leaving the beginner area.

He had previously thought that Shen Wen and his group were just unlucky and had chosen a difficult platform.

But as it stands now.

It seemed that it was because of their strength that Zhang Dan felt a chill run down his spine; this person could actually fight against a Silver-ranked opponent.

In other words.

The intelligence they gathered was completely wrong; Shen Wen's strength was far greater than they knew.

Even if Wu Chong is incredibly talented, he wouldn't know that Lady Isabella had offended such a powerful figure.

After all, Wu Chong only had potential, while this person already had strength.

Just as Zhang Dan was about to leave, a thought suddenly struck her, and she murmured, "We already boasted that we would hunt them down at this platform. Shen Wen and his men might not let us go."

"Moreover, in this faction war, the final battle is mandatory for both factions to participate in."

"If we don't deal with this person, he will deal with us."

Zhang Dan judged others by his own standards: if someone said they wanted to hunt him down, now that he had the power, why should he reconcile with them?

Not to mention, this person's strength is not only enough to rival them, but he could be a bishop in their Aurora Society.

"Should we take this opportunity to kill this guy? Even if we can't kill him, we can at least seriously injure him, and then find an opportunity for Cedric to kill him with the artifact the bishop gave us."

Zhang Dan's mind was racing. It wasn't that he was arrogant; it was mainly because his talent was spatial, coupled with his own sequence.

Even a newly minted Silver-level expert can easily escape unless they are also a space-type user; space is just that domineering.

Regardless of whether this person is Shen Wen or not, he is definitely on the same train as Shen Wen, and he is currently fighting the Black Dragon.

If he were to lend a helping hand to the Black Dragon, he might be able to keep this man here!

"Two against one, the advantage is in my hands!"

The main reason is that he is still on the dragon side, and as long as you are on the dragon side, there is a certain level of trust between you.

Therefore, when he appears, the black dragon will not attack him.

There's always a story waiting for you to uncover.

The man and the dragon engaged in a fierce battle, startling the person who had just arrived.

……

"A silver-black dragon? Is that really Shen Wen?"

Zhang Dan, who was constantly teleporting over using spatial magic, looked at the people fighting fiercely with the black dragon.

The tone was one of surprise.

Although he couldn't see her face clearly from the distance, if Cedric's props were correct...

The person who came must be someone from Shen Wen's train, but regardless of whether it was Shen Wen or not, how could this person fight against the Silver Black Dragon?

How is that possible?

Shen Wen and his group's train had just left the beginner area not long ago, so if the intelligence was correct, this should be their second station after leaving the beginner area.

He had previously thought that Shen Wen and his group were just unlucky and had chosen a difficult platform.

But as it stands now.

It seemed that it was because of their strength that Zhang Dan felt a chill run down his spine; this person could actually fight against a Silver-ranked opponent.

In other words.

The intelligence they gathered was completely wrong; Shen Wen's strength was far greater than they knew.

Even if Wu Chong is incredibly talented, he wouldn't know that Lady Isabella had offended such a powerful figure.

After all, Wu Chong only had potential, while this person already had strength.

Just as Zhang Dan was about to leave, a thought suddenly struck her, and she murmured, "We already boasted that we would hunt them down at this platform. Shen Wen and his men might not let us go."

"Moreover, in this faction war, the final battle is mandatory for both factions to participate in."

"If we don't deal with this person, he will deal with us."

Zhang Dan judged others by his own standards: if someone said they wanted to hunt him down, now that he had the power, why should he reconcile with them?

Not to mention, this person's strength is not only enough to rival them, but he could be a bishop in their Aurora Society.

"Should we take this opportunity to kill this guy? Even if we can't kill him, we can at least seriously injure him, and then find an opportunity for Cedric to kill him with the artifact the bishop gave us."

Zhang Dan's mind was racing. It wasn't that he was arrogant; it was mainly because his talent was spatial, coupled with his own sequence.

Even a newly minted Silver-level expert can easily escape unless they are also a space-type user; space is just that domineering.

Regardless of whether this person is Shen Wen or not, he is definitely on the same train as Shen Wen, and he is currently fighting the Black Dragon.

If he were to lend a helping hand to the Black Dragon, he might be able to keep this man here!

"Two against one, the advantage is in my hands!"

The main reason is that he is still on the dragon side, and as long as you are on the dragon side, there is a certain level of trust between you.

Therefore, when he appears, the black dragon will not attack him.