I have a Synthesizer

As a creature of the undead, as long as its soul fire wasn't extinguished and its main skeleton wasn't destroyed,

no injury would have a substantial impact on it.

The skeleton warrior's greatsword thrust straight forward, but Mila leaped lightly, stepping onto the black warrior's sword and jumping backward.

Just then, the skeleton knight slashed the train conductor to death with a single blow, ignoring the surrounding remnants and turning his horse to charge at Mila.

Attacks came from two directions simultaneously, and Mila was in mid-air, unable to dodge at all.

In the nick of time, Mila struck the knight's warblade with her sword, using the force to retreat to the side.

Although this angle would leave her vulnerable to the skeleton warrior's strike, at most it would only be a serious injury, not fatal.

Just as Mila bit her lip, preparing to meet the skeleton warrior's iron sword, the expected strike didn't arrive.

Not only that, but even the skeleton knight in front of her stopped strangely.

The crowd looked at each other, unsure of what was happening.

"What's going on?"

"I'm not too sure either. Anyway, both of those guys just stopped moving."

Although the skeletons had stopped, no one dared to go first, because they were all afraid of death.

Mila was also stunned for a moment, but she didn't pause for too long. In her opinion, this was an excellent opportunity to counterattack.

Seizing this opportunity, she charged forward, wielding both sword and dagger, and with one strike, she severed the skeleton warhorse's legs.

The skeleton knight fell to the ground in response, still without any movement.

In a flash, Mila's short sword had pierced the skeleton knight's skull.

She continued her attack, cutting off all four of the skeleton knight's limbs, ensuring that the skeleton knight was completely incapacitated.

The other few professionals who were still hesitating saw Mila's actions and finally made up their minds, and began to attack the unresponsive skeleton warrior.

Although the skeleton warrior was a second-tier summon, it was, after all, the weakest of the second-tier undead creatures.

Having lost the control of the necromancer, it quickly shattered and fell apart under the attacks of several professionals.

This difficult battle seemed to have been won inexplicably.

The train conductor had died in battle, and another professional with a higher rank began to direct the crowd to clear the battlefield.

"Clear the battlefield, carry the wounded onto the train, those who know basic medical treatment, please help clean the wounds of the injured, please."

Although they had won, many people had died. Looking at the corpses and scattered skeletons on the ground, a sense of sadness arose in the crowd.

Some of the more sentimental ones had already begun to cry silently.

Perhaps among the dead were their comrades, friends, or loved ones, but there was no choice. This was Telaria, a chaotic yet stable empire.

… …

Mila also participated in the work of clearing the battlefield. There weren't many professionals left, and she could only help the soldiers protecting the train as much as possible.

When everyone had finished clearing the bodies and cleaning up the battlefield, Mila returned to the train, and Klein and Lilith had also returned to their seats.

Klein gave Mila an inquiring look, but Mila didn't respond to him at all, and went straight back to her seat and sat down.

This battle was also an experience for Mila.

She was feeling a little heavy now and didn't want to talk to anyone.

Mila had always prided herself on being an excellent warrior, assassin, and stalker. Surpassing her mother, Katie, was her goal.

Mila, who had grown up in praise and admiration since she was a child, had never really experienced any setbacks.

Only after truly experiencing battle and death did she understand that everything was not so simple, and that the future would only be more difficult.

Klein saw that Mila was in a bad mood, so he didn't ask any more questions. Exhausting his magic had also made him very tired and in need of rest.

What Klein found rather strange was that Fourth Brother Joe hadn't returned yet.

After all, they were brothers, and Klein couldn't ignore Joe's affairs for both emotional and rational reasons. Just as he was about to stand up and look for Joe,

Joe had already returned, carrying a red cloth package in his hand. Judging by the shape, it should contain a sphere.

Joe returned to his seat and placed the package at his feet.

As he walked past Klein, Klein's eyes widened slightly.

"Blood, it's the smell of blood."

Klein had just beheaded Hector, and the blood had splattered all over his face. He couldn't forget that腥味.

In addition to the blood, the unique death energy of the necromancer was also very obvious.

Klein looked at Joe, only to see Joe looking at him calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Klein withdrew his gaze and thought to himself.

"The same bloody smell, the same death energy, the spherical package, ha, I think I already know what's in the package."

"It seems that none of us Alex families are fuel-efficient lamps. After leaving home, have we all begun to show our claws?"

Klein didn't ask anything, there was no need to. Everyone has secrets, especially since his secrets might be much bigger than Joe's.

Just when Klein thought there would be no more topics between the two.

Joe suddenly said.

"Brother, you are even more amazing than I imagined!"

Klein suddenly tilted his head and smiled. Pretending in front of me? He said to Joe.

"My foolish brother, are you only finding out now?"

Joe was slightly stunned for a moment, and was really taken aback by Klein for a moment.

He had truly seen Klein's performance during the battle before, could it be that Brother still had something hidden?

"Brother is right, younger brother will work harder in the future."

Although he didn't know what the two brothers were talking about, even a half-baked person like Klein could detect Joe's strangeness, let alone Lilith's keen eyes and nose.

Only Mila, who was still distracted, didn't notice Joe's strangeness.

However, Lilith didn't say anything either, just gave Klein an inquiring look.

After Klein saw it, he just shook his eyes slightly, and Lilith already understood what he meant.

The two had an eye exchange, Klein's meaning was to act according to my eyes, but Lilith actually understood it.

Without asking Joe too much, the train returned to calm.

After a while, the train to Palomia started again.

The Imperial City was right before their eyes.