Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

"That's enough!"

An angry shout rang out from the man, his eyes wide with fury, like a ferocious demon!

Unfortunately, Lu Xingyuan showed no sign of stopping. The Silver Serpent Flying Sword continued to bombard his train, determined to annihilate it completely!

"You think I have to stop just because you tell me to?"

Lu Xingyuan said coldly:

"Who do you think you are!"

The veins on the man's forehead throbbed wildly.

"Since you insist on this, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

The space three feet behind him suddenly twisted, as if space itself had been torn apart by invisible claws.

In an instant, hundreds of translucent wind blades materialized out of thin air, each blade as thin as a cicada's wing yet gleaming with a chilling light, its edges gleaming with a metallic sheen.

"go!"

With a wave of his hand, the man unleashed a dense barrage of wind blades that hurtled towards Lu Xingyuan!

Lu Xingyuan narrowed his eyes.

Is this an awakened wind-type talent?

No wonder it can fly.

Lu Xingyuan jumped out of the window and onto the roof of the train.

In fact, the train's speed was not very fast, probably only around 100 kilometers per hour.

This level of injury was nothing to him, who had been injected with numerous gene-enhancing drugs. His feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, firmly attached to the roof of the carriage, and he remained motionless.

A howling wind swept in, causing Lu Xingyuan to squint his eyes, as the thick fog around him constantly passed through his fingertips.

He summoned Frost Sky and unleashed a fierce slash at the incoming wind blade. Frost and snow burst forth from the blade, instantly freezing the space in front of him!

Countless wind blades were also disintegrated in that instant!

But this was just the man's most basic attack method. He was unmoved and attacked again, a bow without strings appearing out of thin air in his hand.

With the first pull of the bowstring, all the whistling sounds vanished.

Immediately afterwards, the arrow condensed, without shape, only a distorted ripple in the air.

put!

The arrow shot towards Lu Xingyuan at an extremely fast speed!

Alarm bells rang in Lu Xingyuan's mind. He could not afford to be careless in the slightest, so he immediately used his Swift Shadow skill to dodge the arrow.

Even so, it felt as if an invisible hammer had struck his chest, and a surge of power exploded from within him, causing his bones to creak.

Fresh blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Xingyuan's gaze turned somber as he looked at the bow in the man's hand.

Seeing that he had succeeded in his attack, the man smirked with smug satisfaction.

This bow, named "Empty Cry," is a weapon tailor-made for him, a genuine level six extraordinary creation!

It has no string; it uses airflow as its arrow.

When the bow is drawn back, the arrow draws all sound in its path into the arrowhead, creating a brief period of silence in the area.

Upon hitting the target, the accumulated sound waves resonate inside the object, destroying the structure from the inside out.

Arrows are invisible, making them impossible to block or intercept!

The bowstring was drawn again, and this time the man fired three arrows in quick succession!

Lu Xingyuan used "Flash" repeatedly to avoid danger.

Furthermore, he successfully realized that the arrow would cause area damage, and maintained a safe distance.

This time, the sound waves did not cause him any further harm.

Upon seeing this, the man's face darkened. He never expected that his attack, which he thought was sure to succeed, would fail.

"Emptiness blindness!"

He raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, as if he were plucking an invisible string in the void.

The next instant, tiny whirlwinds began to rise from the ground beneath Lu Xingyuan's feet.

A thin, gauze-like layer of air rose slowly along the ground, like an invisible hand closing in from all directions.

By the time Lu Xingyuan realized something was wrong, the world before him had already been completely rewritten.

The air itself began to distort.

The light is folded, and the sense of distance is removed.

The carriage that was once so close suddenly became out of reach; the railway tracks that should have stretched straight ahead curved into an eerie arc in his eyes.

Even more terrifying, the dust and debris floating in the air were slowly formed into countless blurry human figures by the airflow, and they strolled slowly around him.

He couldn't tell which was the wind and which was the enemy.

"Lu Xingyuan, offer your neck for slaughter!"

The man's voice came from all directions, broken into countless fragments, each word sounding as if it were being spat out close to the back of his neck.

Following closely behind were a series of invisible arrows!

Each one was precisely locked onto Lu Xingyuan's heart!

Enveloped by the whirlwind, Lu Xingyuan stood motionless, seemingly frozen in fear.

His vision was obstructed, and he could not see the man clearly through the airflow.

But the man could see him clearly.

"Is that all you've got? I thought you were some kind of expert!"

The glaring smile on his lips grew even more intense.

However, the next second!

baa!

Then, a strange bleating sound of sheep rang out.

In a daze.

The man seemed to see an innocent lamb, but the lamb's eyes were an eerie scarlet.

Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded in my chest!

It felt like a hand had gripped his heart and twisted it hard from the inside.

He could feel his bones resonating, his internal organs churning, and every nerve screaming!

This is precisely the characteristic of hollow sound!

How could this be?!

The man's face was filled with disbelief!

That attack was clearly aimed at Lu Xingyuan, so how did it affect me?!

He didn't have time to think about it and quickly took out the treatment medicine.

I unscrewed the cap, tilted my head back, and poured in the medicine. Just as the warm, restorative sensation spread to my chest, a faint, cool fragrance entered my nostrils.

He didn't pay attention.

Then, my vision suddenly blurred. My eyes inexplicably stung, tears welled up, and the world turned into a chaotic mass of colors.

"...?"

He rubbed his eyes hard and opened them again—still, he couldn't see anything clearly. The first layer of grief had robbed him of his sight.

The medicine was still repairing his internal organs, but at a slower pace. A chill seeped from between his bones up his spine, his fingers began to tremble, and the medicine bottle slipped from his hand, shattering on the floor. The second layer: frost froze his body.

He wanted to question the figure not far away, but something choked his throat, and he couldn't make a sound. Then, the sound of the wind, the vibration of the train tracks, his own heartbeat—all vanished. A third layer of silence sealed off his vocal cords and hearing.

He knelt in the emptiness. He couldn't see, move, or hear. The medicine continued to work faithfully, but he felt no warmth.

Only sorrow. Only coldness. Only silence.

Lu Xingyuan, who was not far away, looked down at the perfume bottle in his hand and muttered to himself:

"It works quite well."

This is the upgraded emotional perfume – a moment of silence.

Triple effects, triple despair!

However, this thing can only be effective when the target is seriously injured; otherwise, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

"Is Sun Wuxing right?"

Lu Xingyuan's gaze fell on the dilapidated train behind him.

"Can you tell me how you got here?"