63: Chapter 63 A Massacre

"Sisters, for the glory of the Train Master, and for our mutant barbecue feast tonight!"

"Kill all these disgusting cultists!"

The girls of the Combat Team shouted as they mercilessly pulled the triggers of the repeating hand crossbows in their hands.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The dense volley of poisoned crossbow bolts was like a deadly black rain of metal, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the fleeing Fanatics.

Under the stamina recovery and movement speed buffs from Lin Momo's A-rank talent, [Vitality Notes],

these girls fought with increasing vigor, knowing nothing of fatigue.

Even if an occasional death-defying thug managed to rush close, they would be instantly sliced in half by the high-frequency vibrating bone blades attached to their armor.

Ye Qingyu, meanwhile, stayed excitedly in front of the Arsenal's control console.

With a lollipop in her mouth, her hands tapped rapidly across the keyboard.

The two Twin-mounted Vulcan Gatling Gun Turrets on the roof, with Ling Yi's precision assistance, continuously spat out tongues of searing flame, blasting the enemies hiding in blind spots along with their cover into smithereens.

This was a bloody massacre with no suspense—completely one-sided!

Liu Ruyan, who usually made a habit of teasing Su Chen with her charming demeanor, was now standing quietly behind him.

She pressed her soft, full breasts against Su Chen's back, her peach-blossom eyes shimmering with the light of intoxication and worship.

"My dear Train Master, these Valkyries of yours are truly a group of charming little vixens."

Liu Ruyan breathed out like orchids, her soul-hooking voice making Su Chen feel very satisfied.

In less than ten minutes,

the over one hundred fanatic thugs who had been clamoring to skin Su Chen and his group alive were nearly all dead or wounded.

The entire trading plaza was littered with mutilated corpses lying every which way; the pungent smell of blood even masked the original foul stench of the Underground City.

The civilian survivors hiding in the distance were all kneeling on the ground now, shivering and not even daring to take a loud breath.

Andre watched the armed force he had painstakingly built up vanish into thin air in just ten minutes.

On his face, which was covered in black ash, only endless fear and despair remained.

Run!

He had to leave this hellhole immediately!

Andre couldn't care less about his dignity as a priest.

He scrambled out from behind his cover and, like a stray dog, ran frantically toward a dark tunnel deep within the Underground City.

"Trying to run?"

Su Chen watched Andre's pathetic, fleeing back, a flash of brutal cold light appearing in the depths of his eyes.

"You touched my people and still think you can leave with your body intact? Do you really think I'm running a charity?"

The vast mental power within Su Chen, restored to its peak state, surged slightly.

"Bronze high-grade skill—[Thunderclap Step]!"

Zzzzt—!

Accompanied by a dazzling roar of lightning,

Su Chen's legs were instantly wrapped in a layer of violent blue lightning power.

His tall, upright figure stepped forward fiercely, and he actually pulled out a long afterimage through the air, trailing substantive arcs of lightning!

This top-tier movement skill allowed Su Chen's speed to break through the physical limits of a carbon-based lifeform in an instant.

In less than three seconds,

Su Chen crossed the distance of over a hundred meters, appearing like a ghost behind the desperately sprinting Andre.

"Huckster, didn't your God tell you to watch your step when running away?"

Su Chen's cold, mocking voice exploded in Andre's ear like a death warrant from the Grim Reaper.

Andre shuddered in terror and was just about to turn his head to beg for mercy.

Su Chen's right leg, wrapped in lightning power, had already carried a terrifying, destructive force and kicked hard against his fragile knee joint.

Crack—!

A scalp-numbing sound of breaking bone echoed through the Underground City.

Andre's right knee bent backward directly into a bizarre angle.

White bone fragments pierced through the flesh, exposed to the air amidst a mess of blood.

"Aaaaaagh—!!!"

Andre let out a shrill, pig-slaughtering wail.

His fat body completely lost its balance, falling heavily to the ground like a tattered sack. Carried by momentum, he slid several meters across the rough rock floor, leaving behind a striking trail of blood.

"Don't... don't kill me!"

This fanatic priest, who just moments ago had stood on the high platform as if he were God's invincible spokesperson, had now completely lost all dignity and pretense.

Enduring the heart-piercing pain, he used his hands to crawl backward desperately on the blood-stained ground, trying to get away from the black-clad youth before him, who looked like an unparalleled god of slaughter.

"I'll give you all the supplies in the Underground City!"

"In my treasury, there are hundreds of untouched beautiful women, and pure gold bars left over from the Old Era. I'll offer them all to you!"

"As long as you spare my dog's life, I, Andre, am willing to be your most loyal dog and manage this Underground City for you!"

Andre pleaded through tears and snot, even disregarding his image to press his soot-and-mucus-covered face against Su Chen's spotless tactical leather boots, attempting to kiss the tips of Su Chen's shoes to show his submission.

However,

within Su Chen's deep, cold eyes, not even a single ripple of pity arose.

He looked down from above at this stray dog begging for mercy, his lips slowly curling into a bone-chilling sneer filled with violence and mockery.

"A huckster like you, who relies on brainwashing and deception, is worthy of being Su Chen's dog?"

"Your loyalty isn't even as valuable as that of the Frenzied Armored Hound on my train."

Su Chen mercilessly kicked Andre's disgusting fat face away.

Immediately following that,

he calmly pulled the [explosive combustion iron staff]—entirely black and covered in dark-red, lava-like patterns—from the tactical weapon loop at his waist.

This Black Iron low-grade two-handed heavy weapon might not be considered a top-tier divine weapon in Su Chen's extremely rich armory,

but it was a perfectly handy tool for smashing the head of scum like this.

"In your next life, remember to keep your eyes open. Don't provoke a father you can't afford to mess with."

Before Su Chen's voice had even faded, the veins on his granite-hard right arm bulged. His massive physical strength was poured without reservation into the iron staff in his hand.

Whoosh—!

The heavy explosive iron staff tore a shrill whistling sound through the air, carrying an unmatched, terrifying kinetic energy as it smashed fiercely toward Andre's terror-filled head.

"No—!!!"

Accompanied by the final despairing scream of Andre's life,

a dull, scalp-numbing "thud" boomed and echoed throughout the deathly silent Underground City trading plaza.

Under the violent strike of the explosive iron staff, Andre's fat head was like a ripe watermelon struck head-on by a sledgehammer.

Red and white brain matter mixed with shattered skull fragments, like a blooming flower of death, instantly sprayed in a radial pattern across the surrounding dozen meters of rock floor.

The headless corpse even twitched violently a few times due to residual neural reflexes before going completely stiff, turning into a cold cadaver.

A thick smell of blood instantly permeated the air.

The low-level civilians and scavengers who had originally been brainwashed and incited by Andre's [Seducing Voice] to attack the train were now all scared out of their wits.

Several thousand people knelt in unison on the cold, damp ground, their bodies shivering violently like chaff in the wind.

They pressed their heads firmly against the ground, not even daring to look up at the man holding the dripping iron staff, who looked like a demon king descended upon the world.

They were terrified that in the next second, they would suffer the same miserable fate of having their brains splattered like the priest.

At this time, the girls of the Combat Team had also finished the final clearing of the remaining fanatic armed forces.

Zhang Man flicked the blood off her high-frequency vibrating bone blade, deactivated her [Steel Body] metallization state, and walked heroically back behind Su Chen on her long legs encased in exoskeleton armor.

An Ye emerged elegantly from a patch of pitch-black shadow, her fluffy tail lightly brushing against the hem of Su Chen's trench coat, her heterochromatic eyes full of fanatical worship.

Chu Qingxue and Liu Ruyan, the two peerless beauties, didn't shy away from the gazes of the surrounding survivors at all.

Liu Ruyan stepped forward with a giggle, using a pure white silk handkerchief that emitted a faint rose fragrance to very carefully wipe away a few drops of dirty blood splattered on the side of Su Chen's face.

Her impossibly proud and full snowy peaks brushed against Su Chen's arm intentionally or otherwise, bringing an amazing elasticity that made one's heart flutter.

"Train Master, that swing of yours was just too handsome; it made my little heart skip a beat."

Liu Ruyan breathed like orchids, her soul-hooking peach-blossom eyes enough to suck in the soul of any normal man.

Su Chen chuckled and dominantly reached out to wrap his arm around Liu Ruyan's slender, supple waist, pulling her full and fiery body tightly against him.

"Since your heartbeat is irregular, when we get back to the master bedroom, I'll personally use a stethoscope to give you a good check-up."

Hearing this extremely ambiguous flirtation, an alluring blush immediately flew across Liu Ruyan's mature and beautiful face as she gave Su Chen a coquettish glare.

Although Chu Qingxue had a cold personality, watching this scene, a hidden trace of jealousy that only a girl in love would have couldn't help but flash in her beautiful eyes.

After Su Chen comforted the peerless beauties by his side, he then slowly turned around, casting his cold gaze toward the thousands of survivors kneeling on the plaza.

He wasn't some perverted murderer who took pleasure in killing, nor did he ever deign to massacre these low-level lambs waiting for slaughter who posed no threat to the train.

In this cruel and desperate wasteland world, blindly killing the innocent would only waste his precious bullets and stamina.

"All of you, lift your heads."

Su Chen's voice wasn't loud, but in this silent Underground City, it was like an irresistible clap of thunder, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

The survivors tremblingly raised their sallow, emaciated, and terror-filled faces, looking up in awe at this new king who had completely rescued them from the cult's rule.

"From today on, this so-called Fanatic Believers Gang is officially erased from the wasteland."

"This Troglodyte Dungeon is now under the control of train no. 0099."