Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"This painter is a graduate of the Berloberg School of Art and is a representative figure of the contemporary 'Wanderers' movement. He can be considered a giant in the Berloberg art world."

Mr. Yan raised an eyebrow and said:

"Like a living legend?"

Uldan nodded:

"That's a fair understanding, Chief Executive. Now that the entire area is fully open, we should at least replenish the exhibits in this area."

Hear the words.

Yan nodded, pulled out an AK from his pocket, and grinned sinisterly:

"I understand. I'll go and drag him here right now and watch him paint! This museum belongs to me, so he owes me something! He can forget about leaving here alive until he finishes his painting!!"

"Wait, don't, don't be impulsive, Executor!"

Seeing that Yan was carrying an AK and looked ready to rush out for a firefight, Yuerdan quickly pounced and grabbed his leg:

"It's just that the manuscript was submitted a little late, there's no need to be so forceful!"

"Don't hold me back! Tell me where that guy is! Don't worry, I'll be very gentle, absolutely very gentle, hahaha...!!"

"Really... Then, Officer, why don't you go search the snowfields on the outskirts of the city? Hey... no, don't run so fast!!"

Upon hearing the keyword "snowy plains on the outskirts of the city", Yan immediately grabbed his AK and rushed out like lightning!

He rushed through the hall and over the door.

While firing shots into the air, he ran towards the walls of Beloborg like a mad dog.

The children by the museum fountain saw Yan leap into the water, jump onto the fountain, and then leap again, landing on the roof of a distant building. They clapped and exclaimed in surprise.

"Mommy, Superman! I saw Superman!"

The child's mother scolded:

"You kid, you've ruined your eyes by playing video games all day! Those are clearly terrorists robbing a museum, didn't you see they had guns?"

"Then...why didn't these Iron Guards give chase?"

"They think they can catch up? You try chasing one yourself!"

"……Oh."

"Sigh." The mother, holding her child's hand, glanced at the museum but then left in the opposite direction.

She walked along the main road, leading her child, and sighed deeply:

"What's wrong with the Iron Guards these days? They gave up without even chasing... Let's just go back to the lower district. We might as well skip this museum; it's really lame."

"What, rob a museum?"

At that moment, a white-haired girl sitting by the fountain, eating ice cream, widened her eyes.

She overheard the mother's words and realized that the man was a terrorist.

It looks somewhat familiar.

Kiana immediately stood up:

"Looks like now's not the time to slack off!"

Around the fountain, in the eyes of a large crowd, Kiana stomped her foot on the ground! She shot forward like an arrow, chasing after the retreating shadow.

"Wow, Mom! Another terrorist! Look, look!" the child exclaimed.

"Kid, what nonsense are you talking about! This is clearly Superman!"

"Huh?" The child looked up at his mother, who was holding his hand, and asked in confusion:

"Mommy, how do you tell the difference between terrorists and Superman?"

The mother slapped the boy's forehead and scolded, "Silly boy! Isn't the guy in black a thief? And the one chasing him is Superman! Is the only purpose of watching TV to make your eyesight so bad?! Stop watching TV! And no more playing games on your phone. Study hard!"

"..."

As the child stood there in a daze, the mother looked in the direction Kiana had gone and murmured:

"Alright, since someone from the upper district went after them, I'll reluctantly admit they're not that bad. Come on, kid, let's go inside and take a look."

The elderly mother turned around with her child and walked back towards the museum entrance.

……

On the outskirts of Belleburg.

Kiana stepped onto the city wall and leaped into the air!

At that moment, she was as light as a bird in flight.

Although the terrorist was no longer visible, she vaguely remembered the general direction.

"Eh!" Suddenly, Kiana's vision went black.

He fell from the sky.

Two faint energy links were faintly visible on his body, one coming from the direction the terrorists were fleeing, and it suddenly broke off.

The other one came from behind, from Belleberg, which was emitting a very faint light and was jumping straight.

……

Inside the museum.

Otto stood there quietly, his gentle demeanor and magnetic voice possessing an unparalleled charm.

Many tourists felt that listening to him introduce the exhibits one by one was a real treat.

Although he would occasionally flip through the documents in his hand, he didn't seem unprofessional at all.

“Ka——!!”

"Ok?"

Suddenly, a soft sound caught Otto's attention.

He looked toward the front desk in the lobby, where a fiery red longsword lay quietly.

In Otto's view, the longsword split into two energy chains, one connected to himself and the other to the outside.

"Huh? Where did she go?" The blond man was taken aback.

"Mr. Otto, why aren't you saying anything? Please continue!" a tourist reminded him when he saw Otto standing there in a daze.

"Haha...sorry, sorry~"

……

After a period of time.

A muddy young girl slunk into the museum.

Upon seeing this, Alice quickly went forward to greet her.

"Kiana, what's wrong? Wait, when did you go out? Shouldn't you be leading the tourists on a tour?"

"Uh..." Kiana awkwardly avoided the topic, feeling guilty as she said:

"I, I'm fine... I heard a notorious thief stole something from the museum, I have to go catch him!"

As she spoke, the mud-covered girl walked to the front desk, grabbed the Heavenly Fire Greatsword that was being linked to her, and then rushed out.

The whole process was so fast that Alice didn't even have time to react.

After a period of time.

"puff--!!"

Under the gaze of the tourists, Otto's vision went black as a sudden wave of dizziness washed over him, causing him to collapse weakly to the ground.

He knelt on the ground, his face grave as he looked toward the front desk.

It was deserted.

The Heavenly Fire Greatsword, which supplied him with the energy needed for his existence, was now gone.

"how come……?"

His voice became extremely hoarse, and his body appeared and disappeared, teetering on the brink of vanishing.

"Mr. Otto, what's wrong?!"

"Ambulance! Ambulance!"

"Oh my god! Someone died in the museum!"

……

Chapter 153 Medicine Mud, You Can Draw It For Me

Boots pounded on the snow.

It emitted a faint sound.

Yan silently trudged through the snow, searching for the painter's figure.

“Belberg’s landscape painting… landscape painting, oh, landscape painting…? Wouldn’t that be all snow?” Yan scratched his head.

Although the star core has disappeared and most of the glaciers have been cracked, it still snows lightly here from time to time.

Although the snowfall wasn't as dramatic as before, there was still a thin layer of snow under Yan Huan's feet.

After the shoes have stepped on them, faint footprints will remain.

Yan stood on the edge of a cliff and looked into the distance. It was like a white world, covered in snow.

It snowed lightly for the past few days, and now almost everything is white. No matter how you paint the scenery, it will still be white, right?

"Hey, there's someone over there."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a small figure standing in the distance.

That was another cliff edge.