Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

"I'm going to beat you to a pulp! I'll roast you so badly even your own mother wouldn't recognize you!"

Rambo, with his fiery temper, couldn't tolerate it and immediately fired harpoons repeatedly.

Two mournful cries rang out, followed by two cyber goblins plummeting from the sky, their brains creating a grotesque painting on the ground.

Unfortunately, the last goblin escaped.

Rambo, of course, was not going to let them go and immediately drove Tristi in pursuit.

However, this city, ravaged by goblins, was in utter chaos.

The road was piled with all sorts of garbage and debris.

Tristi is a combat-type mech, not known for its speed. Combined with this, the pursuit was far more difficult than expected.

He pressed the button, and the flames he spewed out licked the debris blocking his path.

However, in the next second, a dense burst of flames suddenly erupted from the pile of debris, and a terrifying shockwave swept outwards.

"not good!"

Rambo's pupils suddenly contracted, and he realized that he had fallen into a carefully set trap.

Click!

The glass mask made a slight cracking sound and developed spiderweb-like cracks, but it ultimately could not withstand the terrifying force and shattered completely.

The shards of glass cut Rambo's cheek, sending a burning pain through him and causing him to instinctively cry out in pain.

But this was only the first wave of explosions. Even more violent explosions followed, with thick flames shooting into the sky and the dilapidated buildings collapsing with a deafening roar, engulfing him like a tsunami.

Rambo's heart sank, and he subconsciously looked at Lu Xingyuan and his group behind him.

It doesn't matter if he gets hurt, but it would be a real sin if his partner got hurt because of him.

Rambo's first thought wasn't to dodge, but to rush towards Lu Xingyuan, wanting to shield them under his mech and use it as a human shield to form effective cover.

Rambo has always cherished Tristi, but at this moment he made this choice without any thought, almost instinctively.

The mech was instantly swallowed up by the dark building.

The wreckage of the building, some twenty or thirty stories high, was falling with unstoppable force.

The reinforced concrete floor slabs peeled away layer by layer like playing cards, the exposed steel bars twisted and deformed, and the broken water pipes sprayed out white water jets, which were torn into a mist of water as they fell.

The entire building, like a skeleton stripped of its bones, slowly and cruelly tilted toward their location.

Rambo frantically pulled the control stick.

The mech's engines roared as they ran at full power, the thrusters carving two deep furrows in the ground.

But it's too slow!

The mech is too small!

In front of the rubble of a building twenty or thirty stories high, it's like a pebble trying to protect its companions under a waterfall!

At the same time, a dense array of figures appeared on a distant high-rise building, led by a cyber goblin leader with a mechanical brain.

Its brain has been transformed into a supercomputer, capable of performing 100 million calculations per second, making it a true superbrain capable of calculating everything without fail.

And the masterpiece before us was orchestrated by it.

Those three goblins who seemed to be dying in vain were merely bait it had set up.

"Well done, Kent."

The cyber goblin leader patted the small, thin figure beside him.

It was the only one of the three goblins to escape.

"It's all thanks to the leader's excellent planning!"

Kent immediately gave a standard salute, his mechanical eyes gleaming with fanaticism.

"These lowly train conductors dare to cause trouble on my turf."

The cyber goblin leader snorted coldly, a deep disdain flashing in his eyes:

"They simply had no idea what a terrifying existence they were facing!"

On either side of its head are rows of red and green lights, indicating that its supercomputer is currently performing high-speed calculations.

"This is the tenth batch of train conductors who have come to their deaths."

"It's just that the previous batches of train conductors were wiped out on the platform, but he's been quite tenacious and made it all the way here."

The cyber goblin leader felt increasingly pleased as he looked at the apocalyptic scene before him.

As for the goblins who died tragically at Lu Xingyuan's hands, it didn't care at all.

Because goblins excel at reproduction, it won't be long before their population returns to its former size!

But just then, the supercomputer issued a series of alarms, detecting an unusual power fluctuation, which caused its mechanical prosthetic eye to shrink sharply.

"The...the leader is acting strange!"

Kent beside him, his voice trembling, pointed in terror at the bizarre scene before him.

The collapsing high-rise did not fall as expected. Instead, just as it was about to engulf the train conductor, it strangely tumbled upwards, as if it had been lifted off the ground by an invisible force.

Shattered concrete and steel beams scattered everywhere, and dust exploded, but the figures still stood in the same spot, not moving an inch!

The next instant, in its terrified, almost unfocused gaze, the churning dust was torn open with a huge rift, and pieces of black scales gleaming with a cold light, like a colossal beast from the abyss, emerged from the darkness, their terrifying outlines slowly appearing.

Then came a deafening roar from the dragon!

Under the terrifying sonic shock, Kent's brain exploded on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist!

However, the roar did not stop.

The sound waves, like a tangible shockwave, spread out with a deafening roar. The asphalt road surface was torn apart like paper, and gravel and metal fragments were swept away.

The weaker cyber goblins didn't even have time to scream before their bodies were crushed by an invisible force, exploding into a shower of green blood and scrap metal.

The stronger goblins fared no better. Some had their hydraulic pipes burst, spraying coolant everywhere; some had their mechanical eyeballs blasted out of their sockets, flung into the air along with broken cables; and others had their chest armor and ribs caved in, spitting out green blood with sparks from their mouths and noses, collapsing to the ground convulsing.

With a shout, the rooftop platform seemed to be cleared out.

As for the cyber goblin leader, it was also in a sorry state, with spiderweb-like cracks appearing in its steel armor, blood seeping from its ears and nose, and its electronic prosthetic eye exploding into pieces.

The constant buzzing from the supercomputer due to overload was driving it almost to madness.

Finally, at this moment, it saw clearly, saw clearly that huge black figure.

A giant dragon!

Its slowly unfolding wings spanned several streets, and each scale on its body was the size of a shield, as black as ink, swallowing up all light except for a sharp, bright line at the edge.

The black dragon lowered its head, its golden vertical pupils piercing through the dissipating smoke and dust, settling precisely on its tiny figure.

At the same time, a line of flashing red text appeared on the supercomputer's only remaining electronic prosthetic eye:

Hazard Level: Cannot be assessed!