Xingtetsu: Why is the captain on the train?

The torrential hot water mist gradually dissipated along with the mist blowing through the Star Harbor.

The Ten Kings Judge Xue Yi held the rope dart in his hand and looked with a dull expression at the messy scene in front of the captain after the white smoke dissipated.

"I'm afraid the commander of the Engineering Department is going crazy..." the judge muttered in a low voice.

"Then I can't do anything about it. After all..." The captain's eyes swept over the white-haired woman who was kneeling on one knee on the melting ground, holding the sword with one hand, and panting heavily. His tone was also full of emotion, "Our opponent is not a tough guy in the ordinary sense."

Really fierce.

After all, he could take on Tianhuo Shengcai's liberation head-on, a blow with zero rated power after exceeding the limit.

A tough guy?

Xue Yi turned her head with complicated eyes, looking at the captain whose body was covered with burn marks. Seeing the scars on his body healing rapidly visibly, she was already considering in her heart whether she should report to the Yama Kings and carefully update her own puppet body and make a set of upgrades.

After all, no matter which sword of Jingliu comes out, the Tianhe River with thousands of swords will flow out of the dream.

Or was it the captain's previous blow, the Thousand Flames of Ashes?

It seems that it can crush this body.

"You are very strong." A clear voice came from Jingliu's mouth.

"Not bad." The captain exhaled a long breath, but it was a bloody mist. Even though his lungs were burning with pain, he remained calm and held the Jiemie Greatsword that had exited the over-limit state. "Continue?"

"Continue!" At some point, Jing Liu, whose eyes were covered by the crescent-shaped black veil again, supported his knee with one hand, stood up, made a sword gesture with one hand in front, raised the sword to his eyebrows with the back hand, and then took a step forward.

A wave of imaginary energy faintly emanated from the sword blade.

The next second, the sword crossed a distance of eight feet and pointed directly at the captain's eyebrows.

But this time, the captain was prepared and responded in advance. He swept his sword across and easily deflected the sudden attack.

Forced back by the powerful move, Jingliu retreated three steps. Seeing that the captain was not chasing her, she relaxed her stance and asked, "How did you sense my sword path?"

For those who practice swordplay and use swords, having their sword skills seen through is like having their lifeblood controlled.

This feeling is terrible.

"Imaginary energy." The captain responded calmly, stepped forward, held the sword in both hands, and swept across.

Jingliu took a step back and swung his sword to counterattack.

The captain used the power of the great sword to drive himself. He spun around and stepped sideways, twisting away the expected sword counterattack. He slashed down with the sword, saying, "When you strike out the sword, it will cause the imaginary energy to flow. I can feel the imaginary energy, so I can naturally sense how your sword will move."

Jingliu retreated continuously, and the captain followed closely. Every move he made was extremely straight and seemingly rigid, but every blow collided head-on with the sword in Jingliu's hand.

Jingliu was not known for his strength, and his sword skills were completely controlled by the captain. Every time the sword in his hand collided with Jiemie, he suffered a loss.

Tell the truth.

Jing Liu has lived for a thousand years in her lifetime. Not counting the three hundred years in her demonic body, she has lived conscious for seven hundred years. This is the first time that she has been suppressed from all aspects by a monster like the captain during a sword fight.

Yes, monster.

Can you feel the movement of imaginary energy when you draw your sword?

Isn't this even more outrageous than seeing through one's own sword path?

Being able to see through the sword's path only means that one has an incredible talent in the art of swordsmanship.

I can feel the flow of imaginary energy...

From a small perspective, if his brain could handle the thousands of swords coming at him, he would be able to find a gap and a way to survive.

Talk about it more seriously.

[Emperor Bow Siming] is raising his bow to shoot hundreds of light years away, can you feel it?

"Bang..." His back shoulder hit a melted container, and the hot metal wall delayed Jingliu's thoughts for a moment.

And at this moment, the Jiemie Greatsword came whistling with the sound of restless wind, and chopped on the container with one sword, all the way down, and the lava-like blade was about to chop Jingliu's shoulder.

A tender cry came from a distance.

"Leave people under the knife!"

Then the dull sound of metal tearing stopped.

Jingliu also kicked the ground and rolled out from under the blade with incredible heat, assuming a sword-holding stance.

But this time, her posture was no longer directed towards the captain, but in the direction of the one who had just spoken of sparing his life.

"......" Taibu, along with the fortune teller Qingque, four people on the train, and several cloud riders, walked slowly over. A complicated expression fell on Jingliu's face, which was covered with a black veil, "Jingliu Sword Head."

In just four words, sighs, regrets, helplessness, and surprise were all contained in them. In the end, after many twists and turns, it turned into a slightly alienated question, "Why did you step into [Luofu]?"

"Fu Xuan..." Jing Liu's sword-holding hand seemed to tremble slightly, but soon calmed down. He had many words to say, but in the end he calmed down and his words became a simple answer, "To settle old matters."

"Let's settle the old things..." Fu Xuan pursed his lips and was silent for a long time before he sighed helplessly, "Isn't that enough?"

Isn’t that enough?

There is a story...

The captain's eyes swept across the pink-haired girl, then glanced at the white-haired woman with the sword in her hand pointing to the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief, dispelled the annihilation form of Tianhuo Shengcai, shouldered the greatsword, looked at Lao Yang, and also noticed Kafka, who was surrounded by the four people on the train and smiled at him.

Walter, who met the captain's eyes, shook his head slightly.

So the captain kept quiet and watched how things developed.

"Is that enough?" Jingliu turned his wrist and put away the sword, asking calmly.

"Bai Heng died in battle. In order to seek a miracle, he caused the Moon Drinking Rebellion. The seal of Jianmu was almost destroyed. The former sword master killed the evil dragon and fell into the devil. The former knife maker turned into an evil creature, and the Dragon Lord was reborn and exiled. Only the general was left alone to support [Luofu] to move forward..." Fu Xuan stared at Jing Liu, "Isn't it enough!"

"Not enough." Jing Liu calmly gave her answer.

"General Jingyuan, he..." Fu Xuan paused for a moment when he spoke here.

Her eyes subconsciously swept across the faces of everyone present, and finally she couldn't help but say the second half of the sentence, "The 'deadline' is almost here."

No one could see Jing Liu's expression.

However, under the black veil, her tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and in that brief moment, her breath became mixed, as if something was boiling and surging inside her body, and seemed to be floating up.

The captain narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip on the hilt of Tianhuo's sword. The rope dart in Xueyi's hand dropped, and even Fu Xuan became nervous.

However, Jingliu suppressed the abnormality at that moment by taking a short breath.

"This is the last chance."

"Dan Feng..." Jing Liu paused, "No, this is Dan Heng and [Luo Fu]'s last chance."

"A chance to put an end to everything!"

Chapter 92: Perhaps, both

"This is the last chance for Dan Feng... No, Dan Heng. It's also Luofu's last chance."

“A chance to put an end to everything.”

Although the woman named Jingliu had her eyes covered with a black veil, Fu Xuan, who was face to face with her, felt as if she was looking right at him.

Fu Xuan also fell silent for a moment.

"Please stop for a moment..." Walter raised his hand and pushed his glasses, his eyes swept over Fu Xuan and Jing Liu, "If I heard correctly just now, Miss Jing Liu seemed to have mentioned one of the members of my train team?"

Fu Xuan was also stunned for a moment, and turned his gaze to Walter, "Train crew member? Dan Heng?"

She first looked at Lao Yang with an incredulous look, then turned her gaze to the captain carrying a greatsword. After getting a nod in response from the captain, her sight finally slowly turned to Kafka who was being guarded by Xing and Sanyue in the center of the crowd.

Kafka's response to the Lord Taibu was a slightly shy smile.

"Where did you get the information about Dan Heng!" Fu Xuan immediately turned around and looked at Jing Liu.

"Ying Xing." Jing Liu gave two words calmly.

Among all the people present, only Judge Xue Yi and Grand Diviner Fu Xuan knew this name, and only Fu Xuan knew Ying Xing's current identity.

"What on earth are you planning!" Fu Xuan turned around and stared at Kafka with great fear.

"Master Taibu will definitely not believe me if I tell you this." Kafka gently raised her hands and pointed to her hands that were tightly handcuffed by the formation. "Why don't you see it for yourself?"

"After all, all living beings only believe in the facts they see with their own eyes, right?"

"Now, let me ask the questions." The captain flipped his wrist and stabbed the Skyfire Judge in his hand into the ground. His eyes swept over Kafka, then Fu Xuan, and finally Jing Liu, "What is Ying Xing's identity? In the past, and now."

During the brief silence, Taibu Fuxuan frowned slightly, as if hesitating.

Jing Liu had no intention of replying at all.

"Ying Xing, who belonged to the Luofu Manufacturing Bureau four hundred years ago, is a short-lived alien, a genius swordsmith, and one of the Five Heroes of the Clouds. His current identity is a member of the Star Core Hunters, Blade." The one who gave the answer was the smiling Kafka.

"Very good, Dan Heng's identity? In the past and now." The captain's gaze turned from the face of the immortal boat man to Kafka.

"He was the previous Dragon Lord of [Luofu], also known as Lord Drinking the Moon, and one of the Five Warriors of the Clouds. He committed a great sin and created an evil dragon, which almost destroyed the seal of Jianmu and severely damaged the order of [Luofu]. He was executed the punishment of transformation, and changed from a Dragon Lord to a mortal. He was expelled from the Immortal Boat, which is now Danheng."

"Thank you." The captain nodded slightly and turned his gaze to Jing Liu. "Tell me, what do you mean by Dan Heng's last chance and Luo Fu's last chance?"

"Only the power of the Vajra Dragon Lord has the ability to seal Jianmu." Jingliu gave a calm answer.

"The Chiming Dragon Clan is the [Immortal] Messenger?" The captain raised his eyebrows and looked at Qingque.

Qingque never expected that a nobody like him would be asked questions by the captain in such an occasion.

She hesitated for a moment and turned her gaze to her immediate superior. She knew the answer, but whether she should answer the captain's question was not clear to her. She was not like the prisoner Kafka, or the wanted criminal Jingliu, who had no psychological burden.

"Let me answer." Fu Xuan sighed softly, "Venerable Dragon, Zi is indeed the messenger of [Immortality] in a sense."

"But Qingque mentioned that [immortality] has died out."

"The demise of [Star God] does not mean the closure of destiny. It just lacks the protection directly granted by the highest authority, so no new [Order Envoy] will be produced."

"So, where does the [Immortal] messenger come from?" The captain raised his eyebrows.

"A Dragon Lord is a Dragon Lord. No matter which Dragon Lord it is, he can always be regarded as the original one." Fu Xuan looked at the captain. Since he had already spoken, he might as well explain everything clearly. "The Vidyadharas have the characteristic of [immortality]. The Vidyadharas rarely die. When their lifespan is over, they turn into eggs again. After hatching, they become a brand new life again."

"What about unnatural death?"

“That’s extinction.”

"So, the protection has always been there, but it's just like erasing the memory and past and living a new life?" The captain raised his eyebrows.

Fu Xuan nodded slightly.

"This [Immortality] is a bit too low-level." The captain raised his eyebrows.

After briefly sorting out his thoughts and digesting the current situation, the captain turned his gaze to Kafka, "Kafka, tell me, what is the purpose of the [Star Core Hunter]?"

Kafka smiled and said, "I just said it, why not let the Grand Master personally..."

"She may not tell me the truth. Now, I want to hear the truth from you." The captain held the sword in his hand without any hesitation in his words. He didn't care at all that his words might offend Luofu's fortune teller.

Kafka gave the captain a long look.

She once again deeply realized why Elio gave her a large basket of scripts and asked her to memorize them all.

The captain's existence, after being upgraded, is a huge variable that disturbs fate.

"In fact, at this moment, the Star Core Hunter's plan has been fully implemented." Kafka looked at the captain and frankly told the truth, "What we want is to make the Star Train and the Immortal Boat Alliance intersect."

"That's it?"

"On the surface, it is like this, but in the long run, it should be that you want Luofu to owe you a huge favor. Ah Ren told Jingliu Jianshou that what he said was not groundless. This moment is Luofu's last chance. If there is no help from the Star Train and Dan Heng's existence, the calamity of the [Star Core] disaster will lead to the breaking of the seal of Jianmu, and the [Luofu] ship of the Xianzhou Alliance will be completely removed from the Xianzhou Alliance. [Patrol] Lan may take action, or may not, but the final result will not change."

"Kafka, that's not what you told us on the train." Xing stared at Kafka, "Didn't you say that if we weren't there, half of the people would survive?"

"Yes, if you hadn't come, the Star Core Hunters would have taken away the seal and the star core, but the breaking of the seal on Jianmu is not a disaster that the Star Core Hunters can prevent." Kafka turned her head and looked at Xing, her expression sincere and earnest, "After the breaking of the seal on Jianmu, the immortal boats and the evil creatures fought to the death on Luofu. In the end, only the people of abundance who embraced the blessing of Jianmu could survive."

For a moment, everyone fell silent because of the possibility described by Kafka.

And in this silence, the captain suddenly spoke.

"Compared to [Luo Fu], I am more curious about another thing now." The captain loosened his hand that was holding the hilt of the Skyfire Greatsword. Without the supply of imaginary energy, the greatsword turned into the most common imaginary energy and dissipated in the air.

"The battle records left by the [Star Core Hunter] along the way."

"Is this an action you deliberately facilitated?"

"Or are you the heralds of misfortune that are misunderstood by the world?"

Kafka just smiled and said, "Captain, you should be bolder. It's hard to say, but it's all there."

Chapter 93: A Mistake