Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 224 Evil Soul Master Balu

"Now, do you still think those little toys can hurt me? Hehehe, hehehe..."

Hearing the purple-haired monster's words, the kidnapper leader looked nervous. With a Soul King and a One-Word Battle Armor Master, it would indeed be difficult to hurt the opponent with just a few bombs and a Soul Guidance Gun.

"You! Don't do anything reckless. I'm telling you, I have powerful backers. They're watching this operation too. If you know what's good for you, leave immediately. I won't stop you."

"If you just want to kill people, there are many more people in carriage six over there. You can go find them." The kidnapper leader first gave a warning, then softened his tone, indicating that there were more people in carriage six.

"You!!" Upon hearing the kidnapper leader's words, Mo Lan glared at him angrily.

Then, Mo Lan immediately said to the purple-clad monster in battle armor, "I am Mo Lan, the daughter of a federal councilor. As a battle armor master, please feel free to make any requests you may have, and I will do my best to fulfill them."

"Hehehe... Are you threatening me?" The purple-haired monster glanced at the bandit leader, and a terrifying surge of soul power erupted out, immediately making the other bandits and ordinary people in the train unable to breathe.

"A madman!" The bandit leader, being the first target, was also pale-faced. This strange man was definitely a madman. Judging from his appearance, he was clearly enraged and hadn't considered the consequences at all.

Fortunately, the pressure of soul power only lasted for a short while before dissipating. The purple-clad figure then addressed Mo Lan, saying, "My name is Balu, the Evil Soul Master Balu. You should understand now."

Upon hearing Balu's words, Mo Lan's pale face immediately changed. Evil Soul Masters—that's a synonym for madmen. These people have no moral compass; they burn, kill, and plunder everywhere.

When she first noticed the bloody aura emanating from the other person, she had a bad feeling. Would a normal Soul Master have that kind of bloody aura and cruel killing methods? But she still silently prayed in her heart, hoping that the other person had come to save someone.

However, to her surprise, the other party admitted to being an evil spirit master. This was a real problem; things were definitely heading towards the worst possible outcome. If they were just robbers, she might be able to save one life if she did as they asked.

But evil spirit masters are different. Judging from the methods of those madmen, the people in the carriages ahead are probably doomed. Even if the train is disconnected now, it's not impossible for them to catch up after dealing with them.

However, Mo Lan still asked with a glimmer of hope, "What did you do to the people in carriage number four?" As she spoke, her gaze remained fixed on Balu.

"Hehehe..." Balu chuckled eerily. "You can't even protect yourself, yet you're still thinking of others. I'll be merciful and tell you, most of them are just unconscious, but that might not be the case later."

"Really?" Hearing that the person in the carriage ahead had only fainted, Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief and then said in a deep voice, "If you have any requests, you can make them, and we will do our best to fulfill them."

In her view, since the other party hadn't killed all the passengers in the front carriages, they must have some kind of demand, just like the robbers. As long as she could buy some time, the arrival of the Federation officials should make them hesitant to act.

"Hmm? A request?" Balu pondered for a moment, then said, "Originally, I just came here to kill people and didn't have any requests. However, since Miss Mo Lan has brought it up, I do have a small request."

When she heard the other person say they had no requests, Mo Lan was still nervous. Fortunately, the other person reassured her, and she quickly asked, "What requests do you have?"

"Hehehe..." Balu chuckled strangely, "I love watching dramas, especially when people are faced with choices, their conflicted and painful expressions are so captivating."

"Now, Miss Mo Lan, please randomly select a lucky audience member from among the young passengers here, and then, in front of me, have sex with him. If Miss Mo Lan's performance satisfies me, I will release that person."

"What!" Mo Lan exclaimed in surprise, then said with a grim expression, "That's impossible!"

"Is that so?" Balu casually swung his knife, instantly cleaving a young passenger in two.

Seeing this, the gang leader's face turned grim, because the young man who had just been slashed was also one of their men, but he had been hidden in the crowd to keep watch. He never expected to be so unlucky as to be chosen by the enemy.

"Ah!" Mo Lan exclaimed in shock when she saw Balu kill someone without saying a word. She didn't know the other party was a robber; she only thought Balu was simply threatening to kill her. "You..."

"How is it, Miss Mo Lan? This person could have been saved just now. But because of your refusal, a young man with a bright future has now disappeared. This is your fault."

Balu immediately shifted the blame to Mo Lan, whose original goal was to play the villain. To him, it didn't matter whether the person he had just attacked was a robber or not; the most important thing about playing the villain was to be evil enough so that the role of the good guy could be highlighted later.

The worse he behaves now, the more difficult it is for Mo Lan, the higher the goodwill and gratitude he will gain when the bottom lane mage saves the opponent.

"You, you..." Mo Lan was so shocked by the other party's shamelessness that she couldn't speak.

"Now, Miss Mo Lan, please give me another answer, or the next victim will appear." With that, Balu held a knife to a young man's neck, frightening him into immobility.

"Okay." Mo Lan looked at the young man's pleading expression and the line of blood on his neck, and gritted her teeth as she uttered a single word.

"No, Train Conductor Mo Lan! We can't just believe them so easily!" At this moment, the security captain behind her panicked and tried to pull her back. Train Conductor Mo Lan was the daughter of a federal congressman; if she agreed to their demands, her future would be ruined.

"Let go! If I don't do this, do you want me to just stand by and watch them kill someone?" Mo Lan broke free from the security captain's hand, tears streaming down her face, and said with a desolate expression.

"But, but..." The security captain didn't know how to reply to Mo Lan. However, if they really let Mo Lan do it, then they, the staff members, would definitely be targeted by the furious councilor!

"Sister, sister!" Just then, a figure ran over from carriage number six.

"Wu Lin, you... why are you here?" Mo Lanhua exclaimed in shock, her face pale.

Indeed, the person who suddenly rushed in was Tang Wulin. He stumbled in, tears still glistening on his face, his expression one of utter panic. He quickly reached Mo Lan, grabbed her waist, and...

"Sister, don't leave me behind! They said there are bad guys. You can't hurt my sister!" He looked at the thugs with a fierce yet childlike expression.

(End of this chapter)