The Mysterious Dungeon: A Survival Guide to the Twelve Talismans

Zhou An instructed the two men to go to the front and back of the carriage, while he stayed in the middle.

This way, Japanese thieves can be detected the moment they appear.

Once they reach the right position, that's when the three of them unleash their unlimited firepower.

Although Zhou An has killed those monsters, the dungeon difficulty will become hell level.

However, Zhou An was eager to know what level of hell it would take to get past the combined firepower of the three of them.

In the blink of an eye, ten minutes had passed.

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

On a distant hillside, a troop of cavalry came galloping towards them.

There were at least two hundred riders, each carrying a rifle.

You can vaguely see that they still have grenades hanging from their waists.

"That's it?" Zhou An looked at the two hundred-plus bandits and shook his head slightly.

"No way, this is hell-level difficulty? That's way too easy to pass." The evil entity also showed an exaggerated expression.

"Don't let your guard down, this might just be the vanguard," the benevolent entity warned.

"Who cares about being first or second? Old Ben, I'm going down to find them and have some fun!" the evil entity asked Zhou An.

“Okay, go ahead and test the waters.” Zhou An nodded slightly.

Upon receiving confirmation, the evil entity's lips gradually turned ferocious, and then it leaped off the train.

He then used his legs to quickly approach the two hundred riders.

Its speed was actually twice as fast as that of a train.

During the Republic of China era, the average speed of a regular truck was approximately 30 to 40 kilometers per hour.

We're going uphill now, and the speed has dropped to about 25 kilometers per hour.

The malevolent entity has twice the physical strength of an ordinary person, has no physical exertion, and can run at full speed, which is how fast it can reach.

At that moment, the taxi guards on the train also spotted the two hundred riders.

One by one, they looked terrified, and then quickly reported to their superiors.

There were about thirty guards in carriage number 1, some of whom were rather odd-looking and couldn't even hold a gun properly.

No wonder, they couldn't save the gold, and they couldn't save the people either.

"Bandits! There are bandits!"

"So many, so many bandits! We're finished, we're finished, we're finished."

"The train is too slow; the bandits' horses run faster than us."

"Huh? Look, there's someone running faster than a train."

"My God, is that even human? How can someone run that fast?"

In an instant, everyone on the train erupted in excitement.

"Baka yarou, shira shira di, Ogura-kun, take a team and kill that man, then find out who the train guards are!"

"Asada-kun, take your men and blow up that section of track ahead to force the train to stop," Ida, the leader, gave the order directly.

"Hi!" the two replied quickly, and then each led dozens of men away from the main force.

"That Chinese man runs really fast. Rokujo-kun, your marksmanship is the best. Break his legs for me." Ogura-kun grinned as he watched the evil entity running towards him from afar.

"Yes, sir!" Rokujo responded, released the weight, and then raised his gun to aim at the evil entity.

However, the evil entity's right hand had already been raised.

No one understood why.

The next moment, a ball of crimson energy shot out from the palm of the Chinese man.

A gunshot rang out.

Liu Tiao unconsciously pulled the trigger as well.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar erupted from the crowd.

The Japanese bandits in the central area were burned to ashes along with their horses.

Meanwhile, the Japanese bandits on the edge were directly blown away by the huge shockwave.

His entire body was engulfed in intense flames, and he died screaming in agony.

Only five or six people were on the outermost edge; they were just thrown out and briefly burned by the high temperature.

When they got up from the ground, they looked at the melted ground and their bodies with horror.

"Devil, devil, that's a devil..."

It collapsed; the survivors couldn't accept it all.

But before they could show any signs of collapse, another fireball exploded on them.

When the firelight died down, none of the twenty-odd people had intact bodies left.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang came from afar.

It wasn't caused by the fireballs, but rather by Asada and his men blowing up the railway tracks.

"Baka yarou! That's a Chinese practitioner! Retreat! Retreat quickly! Please, Onmyoji, make your move!" Ida shouted in alarm, then turned and left.

Seeing this, the others dared not linger and turned to run away.

Seeing this, the evil entity wanted to chase after it, but the distance between them was too great.

By the time we catch up, we'll probably be too far from the train.

The evil entity thought about it for a moment, then decided not to give chase and turned back.

Cheers erupted on the train.

One person, just one person, repelled the bandits, and they all survived.

The passengers cheered the return of the malevolent entity.

However, the evil entity ignored them and jumped back onto the roof of the train.

"This is troublesome. There should be supernatural forces on the other side as well," the malevolent entity said as it approached Zhou An.

"Hmm? Supernatural power?" Zhou An frowned immediately.

"Before those Japanese soldiers fled, I heard their leader say that we were cultivators and that they were going back to ask the Yin-Yang Masters for help," the Evil Entity said in a deep voice.

"Onmyoji? That's a cultivation system from an island nation. I didn't expect they'd even come up with a cultivation system. This is an absurd increase in difficulty," the benevolent entity said with some surprise.

"Haha, what's there to be afraid of? This is what makes it fun. But we can't just sit here and wait."

“The railway tracks have been blown up. We can’t just stay here. We need to take all the passengers to the woods on the side for shelter.”

“Bury the gold right there on the spot, that way the mission will definitely not fail.” A series of plans quickly flashed through Zhou An’s mind.

“Okay, hurry up, we don’t know when those guys will arrive.” The benevolent entity nodded.

The three of them immediately jumped off the train and went directly to carriage number 1.

"Oh, three esteemed cultivators, thank you so much for chasing away those bandits and saving our entire caravan," a greasy-faced officer stepped forward and said in an extremely obsequious manner.

"Are you the leader of this train?" Zhou An asked the officer expressionlessly.

"I am Xu Fei, under the command of General XX of the XX Army. This train is temporarily under my jurisdiction." Xu Fei quickly stated his background.

"You guys are counting gold coins this time, right?"

“Those thieves were Japanese in disguise, their aim was the gold on the cart,” Zhou An said in a deep voice.

"Huh? They're actually Japanese! Damn it, so damn it! These short mules deserve to die!" Xu Fei was furious upon hearing this.

Chapter 70, Hell's difficulty, is about that much.

Xu Fei's angry expression turned obsequious again: "Thanks to you cultivators, otherwise we would have been slaughtered by the Japanese soldiers."

"Our General Liu knows this, and will certainly send a generous gift..."

Zhou An waved his hand, interrupting the other person: "We were originally invited by General Liu to secretly protect this batch of gold."

Upon hearing this, Xu Fei was overjoyed: "So it was General Liu who invited these gentlemen to come and protect us. That's wonderful!"

He was worried that Zhou An and his two companions would also try to steal the gold, but he never expected that they would turn out to be his bodyguards this time.

"General Liu knew long ago that Japanese bandits were going to rob the train. Although they had driven them away, they were just the vanguard. The island nation's Yin-Yang Masters would take action."

“Now that the railway tracks have been bombed, we can’t leave. So, we need to transfer all the passengers on the train to the woods over there,” Zhou An said.

"Relocate everyone? Even if a Japanese Onmyoji comes, there's no need, right?" Xu Fei was a little confused.

In his view, these were all ordinary people, peasants, and if they died, they died; why waste time relocating them?

Zhou An said coldly, "Once the battle starts, these people who stay here will die."

“Those Yin-Yang Masters have special methods to control corpses or souls, and once that happens, our pressure increases greatly.”

"So, gather everyone immediately and move them away. I will bury the gold right here."

"Once we defeat the island nation's Yin-Yang Masters, you can have General Liu lead men to transfer the gold away."

Upon hearing this, Xu Fei's face immediately turned pale, and he hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, the adults are right, I'll go right away."

"Quickly, everyone get moving and gather everyone down here."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers rushed to the carriage one by one.

In just fifteen minutes, more than three hundred people were standing below.

Finally, led by Xu Fei, they headed towards the woods on the side.

No one dared to question anything, because they were met with bullets.

Meanwhile, the evil and benevolent entities are digging pits right there on the spot.

Of course, it wasn't about digging a hole with bare hands, but rather blasting a huge, deep crater out with a fireball.

In a short time, a large enough and deep enough crater filled with lava appeared here.

Zhou An and the other two immediately threw box after box of gold into the space below.

Then control the power of the fireballs to attack the edges.

The crater was completely destroyed by the explosion, burying all the gold underground.

In this situation, no one would know that the gold was underneath.

Even if you know it, it would take at least a day to uncover it.

Now, everything is ready except for the final push.

"We don't know when they'll arrive. Should we take the initiative?" the evil entity asked again.

"No need, they'll be here. Let's go eat something in the dining car, we're a little hungry." Zhou An waved his hand and went straight back to dining car number 2.

The place is filled with the rich aroma of food. Although it was during the Republic of China era, the various dishes were already quite sophisticated.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour had passed.

Suddenly, the wind outside the window picked up, and the withered grass was pressed flat against the ground by an invisible force, and even the chirping of insects disappeared instantly.

Zhou An looked up into the distance.

"Here it is." Zhou An quickly finished the food on the table and climbed onto the roof of the car.

The malevolent and benevolent entities naturally got onto the roof of the car immediately.

Several figures dressed in black kimonos walked slowly through the weeds.

Their footsteps were so light that they made no sound when they landed.