Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

The crossbow in front of him looked like a piece of animal bone that had been broken by a tremendous force; it was as black as iron and its surface was covered with rough bone ridges.

The bowstring was a dark red tendon, taut and strong; a single pluck with one hand produced a deep hum.

The crossbow has a rough, unadorned design. It feels heavy and uncomfortable in the hand, like holding a piece of hot iron.

"What a powerful crossbow!"

Lu Xingyuan felt its weight with one hand; it weighed at least a hundred pounds.

That menacing aura could be felt clearly without needing to be carefully observed.

Its power is terrifying; a level 5 body is comparable to a level 6 or even a level 7 body!

The only drawback is that each use of it requires the user's blood and bones as a catalyst.

Others expend bullets and crossbow bolts, but it expends... its life!

"I'll put it on the trading channel sometime and see if I can get a good price for it."

As someone who possesses numerous powerful and extraordinary artifacts, Lu Xingyuan naturally looked down on such a crossbow that would kill a thousand enemies but also cause eight hundred casualties to himself.

But just because he doesn't like it doesn't mean others don't.

Many train conductors longed for such a powerful and extraordinary creation.

After all, what are a few strands of blood and bones compared to one's own life?

After putting away the Bone-Eating Crossbow, Lu Xingyuan led Alice and her group off the train.

The moment they passed through that invisible barrier, the surrounding scenery underwent a dramatic transformation.

What came into view was a valley where the sky was dimly lit.

Sunlight filtered through the moldy moss-covered dome, leaving only a pale, eerie green phosphorescence, as thin as the breath of a dying man.

Thick fog surrounded us, slowly creeping along the ground. Upon touching our skin, it turned into a damp, cold mist that greedily adhered to us and wouldn't dissipate.

The ground was covered with moss, a grayish-purple color, which felt soft and sticky underfoot, and each step felt like stepping on some kind of decaying flesh.

Timo pulled out his binoculars and looked around.

"Reporting, boss, we haven't found any trace of the Purple Jade Berry; it's probably deeper in the valley. However... I did spot some monsters! They're coming!"

The moment the words fell, several dark figures rushed toward them at an extremely fast speed. They had sleek and slender bodies, their shoulder blades bulging high when they landed on all fours, and their backs vibrating like bowstrings when they ran.

However, they have no fur; their entire bodies are covered with grayish-purple moss, making them look like a gliding python from afar and a greyhound covered with fungal spots up close.

Valley Hound

[Level: 5]

[Description: This eyeless mastiff dwells in the Valley of Corrupted Light. It feeds year-round on the abyssal energy emanating from the Purple Jade Spirit Tree. Its back is covered in moss, and its fine, amethyst teeth are like shards of porcelain. Its sense of smell can detect even the finest dust in the mist. Once it locks onto its prey, it moves swiftly and silently close to the ground. It doesn't bite to kill, but instead injects a "growth" poison, causing the prey's flesh to twist and take root, becoming nourishment for the demonic tree.]

Teemo immediately put down his binoculars and assumed a fighting stance.

鸦！

The Thousand Faces Divine Machine in his hand immediately switched to a sniper rifle.

He never expected that these guys would move so incredibly fast that the poisoned arrows he shot were easily dodged and did not cause any effective damage!

Just then, a valley hound suddenly appeared in front of him, opened its blood-red maw, and viciously bit down on his head.

At the critical moment, Rambo, driving the Tristi 2.0, blocked his way and protected him firmly behind him.

"You ugly things, just die already!"

Rambo pulled the trigger, and a dark red light flashed from the ready-to-fire jets, followed by a roar of flames that surged forth like a dam bursting.

Although he hadn't fully mastered the Undying Flame, he had at least gained control over a portion of its power.

Nowadays, the temperature of the flames ejected by the jetpack has tripled!

The Valley Hound, unable to stop in time, plunged headlong into the fiery feast that Rambo had laid out.

Flames surged upwards like a fiery mist, instantly engulfing the grayish-purple afterimage. Red and white flames licked the moss-covered back, producing a series of fine crackling sounds.

The scorching smell spread out, mixed with the sweet, pungent odor of burning hair, which was particularly acrid in the damp, cold fog.

Its slender body writhed and twisted, its mouth split open to its limit, as it roared arrogantly at Rambo.

"You're getting cocky, aren't you?!"

Rambo has an even more violent temper!

He pulled the trigger harder.

Finally, it calmed down, its roar turning into a piercing wail that echoed continuously through the valley.

"Fuck your mother! You're barking like a dog in front of me now?!"

Watching the figure gradually fade into silence, Rambo spat out a mouthful of saliva.

Teemo cautiously reminded him from behind:

"Although you saved my life, if possible, please try not to swear in front of the boss."

"So you do remember that I saved your life?"

Rambo curled his lip in disdain.

"Since you know this, don't point fingers at your savior."

After saying that, he ignored Timo and drove Tristan forward, launching a fierce attack on the remaining Valley Hounds.

"Hahaha! Experience the power of my upgraded electronic harpoon!"

"Tristan, who will never experience red-temperature overload, is invincible! No one can be my match!"

Rambo went completely berserk.

They didn't give Teemo a chance to make a move at all.

Extreme flames and extreme ice, two completely different forces, echoed through the valley.

In just a short while, all the Valley Hounds that had come to attack them were killed by Rambo.

"Done!"

Rambo returned beaming, but a subtle glance at Lu Xingyuan betrayed his true feelings—he craved recognition from others.

Lu Xingyuan naturally wouldn't be stingy with his praise.

"Well done."

"snort."

Rambo crossed his arms and gave a rather arrogant snort.

"So-so, third in the world."

"Let's go, let's hurry up, I really want to know where Tristy's limits are."

"It would be best if we could get more Valley Hounds; they would be the perfect targets for me."

Once the dangers along the way were successfully overcome, they quickly arrived at the end of the valley while moving at high speed.

At that end, a towering tree rose from the ground, casting a thick shadow.

The tree trunk is dark purple, as thick and heavy as an ancient pagoda, covered with fine cracks, from which a pulsating light shines, flickering like breathing.

The branches are gnarled and sprawling, and the leaves are amethyst-like, thin and translucent, swaying in the mist and creating a dappled halo.

Fist-sized berries hang heavily on the branches, their surfaces glistening like jade, their translucent skins brimming with juice and emitting a rich, sweet aroma.

That was their ultimate goal for this trip—the Purple Jade Berry!

And Rambo's wish came true.

Beneath the towering purple tree, there were countless slender figures.

They... are all Valley Hounds!