89: Chapter 89 The Provocation of the Freedom Alliance

Over a dozen top-tier trains with exaggerated designs, exuding a heavy scent of war and gunpowder, were lurking there like a pack of wolves surrounding their prey.

There were Russian nuclear-powered icebreaker trains covered in thick frost, as if they had driven straight out of a Siberian frozen hell; there were also European heavy-armored heretic adjudication trains, laden with countless medieval Gothic spires and a massive cross hanging from the front.

Without a doubt, everyone who could arrive at this point in time was among the world's top one hundred elite players who had received the golden invitation from the Heavenly Dao System.

Among these various monster trains, one train appeared exceptionally massive and arrogant.

It was a super-heavy tracked train, painted entirely in desert camouflage, with a massive Stars and Stripes flag flying high above its roof!

The volume of this train was nearly three times that of an ordinary train; it had abandoned traditional rail wheels in favor of eight super-alloy heavy-duty tracks, each several meters wide. Both sides of the carriage were densely packed with large-caliber grenade launchers and anti-aircraft missile arrays, making it nothing less than a mobile land fortress.

At this moment, the Stars and Stripes train was clinging tightly to the surface of the metal vine that pierced straight into the clouds.

"Click, click, click, click—!"

Accompanied by a series of teeth-gritting, heavy mechanical gear grinding sounds, the train's thick roof armor slowly split open to the sides, revealing four incredibly thick hydraulic mechanical arms that looked just like giant spider legs!

At the end of each mechanical arm, a barbed grappling hook, several meters long and forged from pure titanium alloy, was welded and gripped tightly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Accompanied by the deafening sound of high-pressure gas being ejected, these four massive titanium alloy grappling hooks shot into the crevices on the surface of the metal vine like cannonballs leaving a barrel. As they sent up a shower of blinding sparks, they forcibly hung the steel monster, weighing several thousand tons, in mid-air!

Subsequently, those thick hydraulic mechanical arms began to laboriously retract and bend, driving the entire train to crawl and climb upward, inch by inch, along the steep surface of the metal vine like a clumsy, ugly giant mechanical spider.

Inside the luxurious command cabin on the top level of the Stars and Stripes tracked train.

A young white man with brilliant blonde hair, a high nose bridge, and a pair of deep azure eyes was sitting very comfortably on a wide leather sofa stitched together from mutant white tiger fur.

His name was William, the supreme leader and Train Master of the [Freedom Alliance], a super-hegemonic force that ranked in the top three globally and ruled the entire North American region.

William held a thick Cuban cigar in his hand, exhaling a puff of thick smoke. Through the screen in front of him, he looked at the other national trains below that were still running around in a panic over how to climb the vine, and an undisguised arrogance and contempt appeared on his handsome face.

"Oh, God. Look at those poor monkeys down there."

William mocked them in fluent English to the several white beauties beside him who were dressed in revealing bunny outfits and pouring him wine.

"Do they really think that just because they received an invitation from the Heavenly Dao System, they have the qualifications to stand on equal footing with our Freedom Alliance?"

"In this wasteland, only the sturdy ships and powerful cannons of our Great America, and only our invincible technology that symbolizes freedom and hegemony, are the only truth that rules this world!"

William triumphantly stroked the joystick on the command console used to control the mechanical spider legs, the sense of superiority deep within his heart expanding to the point of explosion.

In order to obtain this [Titan Spider Heavy Climbing Module] capable of scaling vertical cliff faces, he had sacrificed the lives of ten thousand low-level players to forcibly dig the blueprints out of a high-risk ruin.

Although the climbing speed of this thing was infuriatingly slow—having to stop and cool down for two minutes after every minute of climbing—and every time the mechanical arms alternated their force, the entire carriage would shake violently, making one want to vomit their overnight meal.

But! As long as he could be the first to climb to this ten-thousand-meter height and obtain that legendary golden grade blueprint, what were these small bumps and slowness worth?

"As long as I, William, obtain the Divine Realm core, any Russian overlord or mysterious loose cultivator from the Huaxia region will have to kneel under my Stars and Stripes and kiss my boots!"

Just as William was immersed in his dream of ruling the world, fantasizing about slaughtering everyone in his path.

"Beep, beep, beep—! Radar alert! Radar alert!"

The radar screen inside the command cabin suddenly flashed with a faint red light.

"Hmm? What's going on? Has a mutant thunderbird approached?"

William frowned and somewhat displeasedly cast his gaze toward the radar display screen.

However, what was displayed on the radar was not some monster, but in a mid-air area about several hundred meters below them, a pitch-black double-decker train had suddenly appeared, though no one knew when.

This was none other than Su Chen's [abyss roarer].

However, to avoid unnecessary sieges before arriving, Su Chen had Ling Yi activate the [Optical Camouflage Disguise System] on the train's hull when they were still ten kilometers away from the metal vine.

Not only did it refract and hide the blue flames of the anti-gravity engine, but it also disguised the train's sci-fi-filled land-air amphibious hovering form into an ordinary-looking, even somewhat retro and dilapidated, black double-decker steam train.

On William's radar screen, this black train looked as if it had just been driven out of a scrapyard in some slum. The armor looked thin and brittle, there were no terrifying missile arrays on the roof, and not even a decent climbing grappling hook could be seen.

"Where did this piece of junk pop out from?"

William was stunned for a moment, then saw the exclusive identification code for the Huaxia region that the train was disguised with, and a laugh of exaggerated proportions erupted from his arrogant face.

"Hahaha! I thought some big shot had arrived! It turns out to be a hick from the Huaxia region who can't even equip his weapons!"

William laughed until tears almost came out; he took a hard drag of his cigar, and the arrogance of Anglo-Saxon white supremacy, carved into his bones, made him completely unable to suppress the urge to step on them.

He walked straight to the command console and pressed the broadcast button connected to the global public area channel.

"Hello? Hello, hello? You Huaxia kid driving that black piece of junk iron box down there, can you hear the great Train Master William speaking?"

William deliberately used a sarcastic, heavy, and very broken Chinese to shout loudly on the public channel.

The voice echoed clearly through the loudspeakers around the entire bottom of the metal vine.

At this moment, in the main control room on the second level of the abyss roarer.

Su Chen was leaning back in his chair; hearing this harsh noise suddenly coming from the channel, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

Beside him, Su Xiaoxiao was so angry that she puffed out her cheeks; she pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, pointed at the Stars and Stripes train hanging in mid-air like a big turtle, and looked pained.

"Train Master! Look at that blonde foreigner! He's actually wasting precious resources! Those four fixed grappling hooks are aviation-grade titanium alloy of extremely high purity! Just using them to climb a tree? It's simply a sin! Can you let me exchange a pile of scrap metal for his grappling hooks? I guarantee he'll be smashed into meat paste along with his train the next second!"

This remark from Su Xiaoxiao, full of the professional quality of a "god-tier apocalypse merchant," almost made Su Chen laugh out loud on the spot.

Before Su Chen could speak, William's voice, full of provocation and mockery, rang out in the channel again.

"Oh, you poor Huaxia kid. I bet the IQ of my purebred Alaskan dog that you must have gotten lost to have run to this place where only gods can tread."

William stood in front of the panoramic window of his heavy-duty tracked train, looking down condescendingly at the disguised black train below, his tone full of haughty condescension.

"Open your eyes wide and look! This is the [Cloud Sea Mechanical Divine Realm]! It is a hunting ground that belongs to our Freedom Alliance, and to the world's top elites!"

"Look at your piece of junk! You don't even have a rope for climbing, and the armor is as thin as a piece of toilet paper! Do you intend to tie a few hydrogen balloons to the bottom of the car and expect yourself to grow wings and fly up?"

As soon as William finished speaking, bursts of echoing laughter came from the public channel.

Those other Western region players who were also trapped on the ground and unable to climb, although jealous of William in their hearts, immediately stood on a united front when facing the Huaxia region player, their deep-seated Western arrogance causing them to issue malicious mockery one after another.

"Major William is right! The yellow-skinned monkey from the Huaxia region should hurry home and drink milk! Don't be an embarrassment here!"

"Exactly! Look at his car; I bet even a strong gust of wind could blow it apart! And he wants to go ten thousand meters high? It's simply a dream!"

Listening to the unscrupulous mocking laughter and various unbearable insults in the channel.

The originally relaxed atmosphere inside the abyss roarer instantly dropped to absolute freezing point.

"Bang!"

Zhang Man's fist, encased in silver grade exoskeleton armor, slammed hard against the hard alloy console, directly smashing a deep crater into it. Her small face, full of wild beauty, was now filled with a chilling, violent killing intent.

"Ignorant white pigs! How dare you be so rude to our supreme Train Master!"

Zhang Man roared through gritted teeth, "Train Master! Please allow me to immediately lead the Combat Team out of the cabin! I don't need to use weapons; even if I have to use my teeth, I will tear the scrap metal off that broken tracked vehicle piece by piece! I want to pull out the tongue of that bastard named William and stuff it into his own nostrils!"