Their romance storyline only begins on the second playthrough

Basically, all witches, and even those demonic monsters, are probably...

For the first time, Rhodes found it somewhat amusing to possess this crown within his body.

There is a lot of uncertainty. He doesn't understand the limitations of this thing, or to what extent the intimidation effect can reach.

Is it only effective against those who are slightly stronger, or is it effective against beings of a higher level?

A sharp glint flashed in Rhodes' eyes, but he remained composed and said:

“You want to kill me, don’t you?” he added. “To be honest, witch.”

"Yes..." the witch sincerely admitted the truth.

Witch?

Upon hearing this name, all the passengers' eyes widened instantly, and their faces showed panic:

"A witch? Which nobleman said this girl is a witch?"

"What do you mean 'that nobleman'? He's Rod Chivenlance, don't you know him?"

"That's not the point. The point is that he said that girl was a witch! A man-eating monster!"

The nobles were so frightened that they almost fled from their compartments to other carriages; even though Rhodes was trying to scare them, they had to hide.

Cherishing one's life and being cowardly are the basic habits of most of the nobles sitting in this carriage.

Or rather, those in the city who refused to believe that the lurking person was a witch are all long gone.

They had become like frightened birds amidst the turmoil in Linlank.

One reason they left from various cities to attend the religious ceremony was to go to the most prosperous place to enjoy the protection of the military—in their eyes, the capital was absolutely the last fortress and safe haven.

Of course, when you encounter danger, the first thing you have to do is run, whether it's real or not. You can save face, but if you lose your life, it's really over!

They were terrified, but then they remembered that the witch was kneeling before Rhodes, and their anger turned back to them.

Because Rhodes isn't strong.

At least for him, as a soul god, even if he went to a small place to train for a few years, he wouldn't become much stronger.

In other words, the witch kneeling here is just an insect, not a rat that can devour them.

Realizing this, a barrage of insults began to erupt in unison:

"You gave me quite a fright! Damn it, she actually tried to assassinate Prince Rhodes! Guards, quickly take her down!"

"Damn bug, man-eating garbage creature! If Prince Rhodes hadn't discovered you, how many more people would you have harmed!"

"This is absolutely ridiculous!"

One person after another hurled insults.

Dolorana, the kneeling girl, paid no attention to their provocative words, but simply kept her head down, appearing extremely devout.

She regarded the nobles as a bunch of fleas and clowns. If it weren't for the terrifying aura emanating from Rhodes, she would have killed them all long ago. How could she let them affect her own life?

She knew that her most important task now was to survive in Rhodes's clutches.

But the question is, what exactly is going on?

She had never sensed this kind of simple, hierarchical suppression, even from the three original witches.

Rhodes is clearly a soul god, and according to the information, he is just an existence that has been upgraded four times, isn't he?

Why is this happening? Why is this happening...?

Rhodes's aura was so oppressive that she dared not utter a single word; even if she did, she would be gripped by fear.

Of course, her situation was also noticed by her teammates.

They each remained in their respective compartments and carriages, their eyes revealing a hint of shock—

No one knew better than them that the one kneeling before Rhodes was one of the top combatants on their train, a [Hero]-level powerhouse who had been promoted five times.

Rhodes also looked at the witch with great interest, wanting to know more about the facts.

"Don't be afraid," Rod smiled. "Lift your head, feeling a little better?"

“Yes…” Dolorana crawled on her stomach, barely managing to lift her head, like a stray dog.

“You know very well whether I am an enemy or not,” Rhodes said calmly.

"I...I don't know...Sir, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

“You have murderous intent towards me, so you have crossed the line.”

"Yes……"

"So all you can say is 'yes'?" Rhodes raised his eyes coldly, scanning the other witches in the other positions:

"There are fourteen of them in total, and they all obediently walked here on their own."

hum-

As if their hearts had stopped, all the witches on the train could hear Rhodes's death groan.

Whether at the front or the back of the train, all the witches' sweat instantly seeped onto their backs, causing their dresses to stick to their backs and making it difficult for them to breathe.

Not a single one was left out.

Rhodes knew the exact location of each of the witches, and even how many of them had come up!

They boarded the train together from different stations and different cities.

Not to mention outsiders like Rhodes, even the witches themselves only confirmed the exact number of their teammates after boarding the vehicle.

At this moment, their disguise looked like that of clowns, completely ineffective...

My heart skipped a beat, a feeling of utter terror.

But the question is, what's going on here?

They were also horrified that Rhodes had scared one of their strongest members into kneeling and not daring to make a move without even lifting a finger, and now he was going to wipe them all out?

Thinking of this, fear quickly turned into extreme killing intent—at least the other witch who had been promoted to the fifth level in the car, a red-eyed woman wearing a light red dress, stood up and walked straight towards Rhodes.

She understood that, according to the orders from above, Rod Chivenlance was someone she couldn't kill, but now that their lives were hanging by a thread, she had no room for hesitation.

We can't just sit here and wait to die. Since he's already seen through us, we have no choice but to kill him.

Otherwise, they would be the ones killed!

Once a witch's identity is revealed, it's no different from death.

“Your Highness Rhodes, then, as you wish, I am here.”

The witch's killing intent was overwhelming, and the longsword in her hand even flamed with terrifying flames, sweeping directly towards the carriage!

She didn't have time to consider that one of her teammates was kneeling on the ground, nor could she care that the space in the carriage was too cramped, and that releasing this burst of fire would evaporate everything.

Because if she doesn't draw her sword, she might be inexplicably controlled like Dolorana!

In that instant, flames as hot as molten lava sprayed and surged across, directly melting the entire carriage into the burning furnace!

"what--!"

The screams of the nobles erupted, but miraculously, apart from those nobles who were burned, the entire train was completely unharmed.

Even the iron plates in the private room compartments were not damaged in the slightest by this witch who uses fire.

Seeing this, Rhodes felt a sense of relief. His greatest fear was that the train would become unable to run due to the intense attack... But it seemed that this train of time from the Linlank Empire truly lived up to its reputation as a powerful weapon.

Lilith instantly erected the Star Chain, with several meteor-like divine objects floating in the air and forming a pure barrier that kept the flames at bay.

Rhodes and the fire witch's eyes met instantly.

the same.

Even though she unleashed this powerful attack in a fit of rage, attempting to kill Rhodes prematurely, the moment she truly saw Rhodes' eyes, her body, like the previous witch, instantly sounded an alarm.

Countless terrifying chills crawled all over her body like insects, and her head seemed to explode, instantly causing her muscles to spasm and she to kneel down!

what?

why?

Why did she lose her ability to attack?

In an instant

She didn't even have a chance to unleash any power; she just swung out a flame, and then she knelt down as well.

Unable to comprehend the current situation, she looked at the scorching hot carriage in front of her, then immediately lowered her head, staring blankly at her hands that had released the longsword.

She felt as if her hands were crawling with blood-red worms, each one frantically gnawing at her flesh.

In an instant, her terrifying scream rang out: "Ah—!"

"So noisy." Rhodes' eyes sharpened, and the elven dragon sword instantly materialized in his hand. Without hesitation, he flashed forward and appeared before the witch—

【聆听生之龙曲LV.3】【生命龙心LV.3】【创生之躯LV.3】【精灵龙剑LV.3】【重构领域LV.3】

These skills were all activated in an instant, and Rhodes' physical strength instantly approached two thousand points!

At the same time, a hollow, ethereal white aura appeared beneath his feet, spreading like viscous liquid and instantly covering the entire train.

[Reconstructing the Domain].

I finally have a chance to try it out.

Or rather, there's no better time to try this skill than this one.

Because the enemies are scattered, their positions are chaotic, and their strength varies.

In other words, to instantly kill these fourteen witches, he would have to use a skill—the [Chaotic Slash] of the [Reconstruction Domain].

【Chaotic Slash】: A skill that ignores spatial position and hits the enemy 100% of the time.

His skill range covers a radius of fifty meters, or a spatial range of one hundred meters in front and behind.

And this train, a hundred meters is neither too long nor too short... at least, Rhodes's domain is enough to cover it all.

Like oil lamps, once Rhodes closed his eyes, he could instantly sense the direction, space, and position of each of the fourteen people he had locked onto.

Yes—their souls were locked in place.

Finally, it comes down to the use of a skill—