This game is so weird!

On the other side, Marcus, Night Rain, and the others who had left earlier arrived at the front of the train, cursing and swearing.

Along the way, they cleared out many orc soldiers. Fortunately, they did not encounter any other orc elites. The three teams quickly cleared out the middle carriages, removed the disgusting bombs that the orcs had planted in the carriages, and rescued many survivors. Night Rain breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally coming to an end.

The intensity of the battles in the cave over the previous two days wasn't this high; it was more about getting lost and finding your way, rather than racing against time like today.

He led the injured security government alliance employee to a seat at the back of the carriage, and under his grateful gaze, Ye Yu returned to the door at the front of the carriage.

"You're finally here," a wooden fish leaning against the door of an unexpected facility—the restroom—said listlessly. "We've been waiting for you, Jōya."

"That person had a leg injury, which caused a slight delay."

After saying that, Ye Yu turned to look at Marcus, who was frowning, and said, "Let's go out."

Marcus stared intently at the suddenly dimming light outside the window, and after a long pause, replied, "Let's go, let's hurry."

Upon hearing this, Muyu clicked the door open button on the wall, stepped out of the carriage, and came to the open-air platform of the first carriage of the train.

At the end of the first carriage, outside the haphazardly piled cargo boxes, a steel fortress welded to the tracks appeared before him.

It was as robust as an overturned landing craft, with no curves whatsoever, only cold steel plates, dense rivets, and rough weld seams. The entire gun barrel was wrapped in layers of thick heat sinks, like wearing a suit of black iron scales.

The rails extended straight out from the base, stretching for over ten meters, pressing down heavily. They weren't cannon barrels, but two giant, parallel electromagnetic rails. The inner copper rails were covered with old, burn marks, silently telling everyone who saw them—this thing had been used before.

There was a lingering smell of burning in the air, but even stronger was the stench of the bats flying all over the place.

"Wow!"

"What...what is this?!"

The wooden fish statue facing the door was contorted in pain, surrounded by a dense swarm of rapidly moving bats, making even someone without trypophobia feel like they were about to have a breakdown.

"Watch out, that's a night bat—Kryll."

After Marcus finished speaking, he pulled the wooden fish to the light by the door, making room for the players behind to see what was happening outside. Then he continued, "You can think of them as a bunch of winged, insatiable razors. A single one could be crushed with a single stomp. But when have you ever seen them act alone?"

"Remember the most important rule: Stay in the light."

"Any light. Searchlights, burning oil drums..."

Marcus's voice trailed off at this point.

He raised his assault rifle, his eyes fixed intently on the platform ahead, and a figure that was faintly visible among the swarm of bats flying around the center of the platform.

"Gulp," Muyu swallowed hard, "Can anyone survive among the night bats?"

"No one..." Dom, who had just stepped out of the carriage, took a deep breath. "Even orcs would perish in an attack by the Nightbats."

"Except for him."

"Who?"

"The Orcs' most outstanding commander. A monster born for war."

Dom crouched behind the steel railing in the light-drenched area in front of the door, poked his head out, and pointed his gun at the gradually clearing figure in the center of the platform. "See that 'black cloud' on him? That's the Night Bat, his most lethal weapon. It makes him almost invulnerable—bullets go right through those beasts."

"He will unleash the night bats like hunting dogs and tear you to pieces."

"The only way is to use light. Searchlights, incendiary bombs, anything will do. Only a strong light can burn through his shield, and then we'll have a chance to pull the trigger."

Dom turned his head, his gaze piercing through the smoke, and looked directly at the players present. "This will be our toughest battle yet. Keep moving, stay in the light. We all have to get back alive."

Hearing this, Ye Yu reached into his backpack and pulled out a rod-shaped item that had been with him in the game for many years. He had obtained it once at the pioneering base.

"Does that mean a flashlight works too?"

Marcus turned sharply to look at Night Rain, and after seeing the size of the flashlight in his hand, he sighed in disappointment, "Too small. It's fine for self-defense and harassment, but don't expect it to burn through Lamb's Night Bats."

"Night bats are most afraid of ultraviolet light, or only strong light with high lumens can directly turn them into ash."

After speaking, he turned to look at the high platform on both sides of the train door. Whether the train had taken precautions against night bats or for some other reason, two large searchlights were mounted on the top of the second passenger car behind him. However, the lights were not currently focused on the dark General Lamb.

"Budd, Cole, you two go up and operate the lights to cover our operation."

"Received." "Okay."

Bard glanced up at the rooftop terrace bathed in light, nodded, and he and Cole split up and climbed up in opposite directions. Seeing this, the other player team nodded to Night Rain and followed in pairs.

While fighting the little black monsters below is fun, protecting the NPCs is also crucial.

"Little Black and Missiles are yours now, Lao Ye!"

"No problem!" Ye Yu nodded and gave him a thumbs up. "You guys too, be careful."

Shortly after the players were ready, the dark figure in the middle of the night bats finally emerged from the cover of the aerial bat swarm, appearing clearly in the players' field of vision with the night bats circling around it.

From a distance, General Lamb looked like a walking black iron fortress.

Standing nearly three meters tall, his entire body was encased in thick, rough beastman black armor, revealing only a pale and cold face. His eyes had no pupils visible at first glance, only two points burning with pure, inhuman cold light.

A living storm forever swirls around him—tens of thousands of dark blue night bats, driven by his will, wrap around him layer by layer, like a cloak surging in the darkness.

He doesn't need cover.

Because wherever he went, death itself became his shield.

This is General Lamb, the most silent and efficient executioner in the Orc war machine.

"Humans...die!!!"

After speaking slowly in the common language of Sera, General Lamb waved his right hand, pointing his arm, which was covered by dark armor, forward. Instantly, countless night bats shot out from General Lamb's arm, scattering in the air and flying towards a player who was climbing the stairs using both hands and feet.

"Watch out! Get down quickly!!"

The player who had just heard Ye Yu's shout turned around, only to have his vision flooded by countless black dots, enveloping him in shadow.

The ear-piercing, rapid metallic scraping sounds were frequent, like tens of thousands of people simultaneously cutting metal with chainsaws. Battlefield veterans and Black Duck, standing below the players, covered their ears in discomfort and crouched down.

The wooden fish standing in front was in slightly better condition. The muzzle of the gun followed the flight path of the night bat all the way to the player, and the index finger was on the trigger but did not move.

How can we fight like this? If we shoot, the player inside the shadows is doomed; if we don't shoot, the player surrounded by the Night Bats won't survive either.

At that moment, a beam of light shone down and landed directly on the player.

Under the flashlight's beam, the night-flying bats let out a piercing scream before scattering. A few remaining pieces of armor lost their support and fell from the sky, crashing onto the black duck.

Clutching the helmet, now only two-thirds intact and stained with blood, Black Crow closed his eyes and fainted, sleeping peacefully.

Before the battle even began, the player's team had already lost a member.

Looking at the orc general who had returned to the protection of the bat swarm and made no further move, Ye Yu felt a chill run down her spine.

This boss is a bit tough...