Collapse of iron, but I am the Supreme Strange

Am I under too much pressure recently? Or is there a growing desire for destruction in my heart that I am not even aware of?

No, either guess is outrageous, right?

Then why did I dream about such a scene?

An Yi slowly opened the door of his room, but the scene before him stunned him.

The other side of the train corridor was torn off by some huge force and was completely exposed to space. An Yi could even see sparks crackling at the broken surface.

"...?"

An Yi frowned and let the magic floating cloak carry him forward.

A golden rose headdress floated before his eyes. An Yi felt it looked familiar and recognized it quickly.

"Himeko?"

It was indeed Ji Zi's things, but An Yi looked around and did not see Miss Ji Zi.

He carefully searched the carriage that had been blown into pieces, but did not find any one there.

He saw the six-phase ice left on the ground by March 7, Walter's walking stick, Danheng's spear broken into two pieces, Ester's telescope, the broken body fragments of the Black Tower doll, and even the hairpin he gave to Clara, but he did not see any living people.

"What's going on?" An Yi said to himself, "What a strange dream."

But I shouldn’t be inexplicably pulled into the dream... Is someone hinting at me?

An Yi didn't quite understand.

Suddenly, he heard a noise behind him, so An Yi turned around immediately.

That was Xing. She was lying on the floor of the observation car, moving her body with great effort.

"……star?"

An Yi tried to shout.

"?!"

Xing and An Yi looked at each other, revealing expressions of extreme fear and panic. She moved backwards faster and looked more embarrassed. She seemed to be seriously injured.

"Hey, Xing!"

An Yi flew to Xing's side and grabbed her shoulders.

Xing was forced to turn around and look at An Yi.

"star?"

An Yi frowned and spoke tentatively.

"No...An Yi...don't--" Xing put his arms in front of him and said to him: "Don't do that!"

"Don't do that?"

An Yi was even more confused.

"What are you talking about, what happened here?"

“An…An Yi…”

Xing's eyes trembled as she looked into An Yi's eyes.

"Don't believe him... He is deceiving you..."

"… Tell me more clearly, who is he?"

"He's not your friend at all, please - don't choose that guy!"

"Why did you become a riddle man in my dream?" An Yi shouted, "What are you talking about?"

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Good feeling!

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Chapter 4: There are five people, and the price is a knight kick! (3k)

Xing was breathing heavily. She did not answer An Yi's question, but tried to break free from An Yi's hand and leave this place as soon as possible.

"Hey, wait."

An Yi stopped Xing and supported Xing's body.

"Don't run, what are you afraid of?"

"..."

Xing didn't say anything, but kept staring at An Yi.

"?"

An Yi frowned: "Is there something on my face?"

"..."

"Okay... a weird dream," An Yi sighed, "Where are the others on the train?"

"……died."

"what?"

Xing's words gave An Yi a bad feeling.

"Who? I mean... Dan Heng, San Yue Qi and the others, as well as Ji Zi and Walter."

"Everyone..." Xing lowered his head, not daring to look An Yi in the eye.

"From the Black Tower Space Station to Pinocchio, all..." Xing's voice trembled a little.

"Everyone died."

An Yi stared at Xing's profile. He didn't understand the meaning of this dream, but he always felt that it was not a simple dream.

"Who did it?"

An Yi asked: "How could you get hurt when I'm here?"

Xing was silent for a while, then raised his head again and looked at An Yi.

"Xing?" An Yi asked again: "Who did all this?"

So Xing slowly raised his arm and pointed at An Yi.

"you."

"?"

An Yi was stunned for a moment.

"Don't joke, Xing," An Yi said, "I won't do anything to you or San Yue Qi. Tell me what's going on."

"...He lied to you." Xing said, "An Yi, he is using you."

"Him? Who is he?"

"An Yi, don't believe it—"

As soon as Xing finished her words, her body suddenly rushed forward and hit the wrecked carriage of the train, as if she was thrown out by some huge force.

An Yi was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around, only to see a huge octopus tentacle made of purple energy.

"...Shuma-Gorath?!"

An Yi recognized this thing. It was the tentacle of the Chaos Lord Eye Demon. A considerable part of his strength came from this thing.

The other end of the tentacle was connected to the shadow at the end of the carriage, where there was an unclear human figure.

"Who?"

An Yi immediately got into a fighting posture, his purple eyeshadow brightened up, emitting a faint glow.

This guy also has the power of the Eye Demon? This guy... also devoured part of Shumaglas' body?

The black figure began to change, a wolf's head, an elk's horns, a roaring dragon, bat's wings...all kinds of strange black shadows were spinning on the man.

...are they all dangerous creatures from different latitudes?

This guy did the same thing as me?!

How is this possible - if this person really exists, then his strength cannot be lower than mine!

An Yi's eyes widened, and the next moment, more purple tentacles emerged from the black shadow and smashed into An Yi.

There was a loud explosion and An Yi opened his eyes suddenly.

"..."

"........."

There was silence all around, with only the faint roar of the train running.

An Yi blinked twice, stared at the ceiling of the room, and sat up.

"Dream?"

He said to himself.

"It was really a dream..."

An Yi pressed his forehead with his hand, looking puzzled.

This dream is so weird - why did all the people on the train die? Xing said it was me? And who is the "he" Xing is talking about?

Who is that figure? Why does that guy also have the power of the Latitude Demon? Is that another me?

But Xing said that "he" was my friend - no, that was impossible, my friend had clearly died at the hands of Infinite Ultron a long time ago.

This pile of questions was tangled in An Yi's mind, like underwear tangled together after being tumbled in a washing machine, making An Yi lose all sleepiness and feel extremely fresh.

So An Yi simply jumped off the bed, put his hands on the windowsill, and stared at the vast space outside the train.

The stars are twinkling and everything is quiet. An Yi's face is reflected in the window. You can see him slowly raise his head, turn around and walk out of the room.

It’s too stuffy… I don’t know if it’s because the room has no ventilation or because I’m so anxious.

An Yi came to the corridor and walked forward step by step, holding on to the wall. He wanted to go to the observation car to rest for a while, and it would be best if he could have a glass of wine, which would make An Yi feel better about his irritable heart.

Looking forward from here, An Yi thought to himself, this is Sanyueqi's room. When I passed by here before, I could hear little Sanyue talking in her sleep. Further forward is Danheng's room, which is also the think tank of the train. Things are much more normal here with Danheng, and you will definitely not hear any inexplicable sounds.

"Uh-ah..."

Just as An Yi was thinking this in his heart, he heard a tiny, indescribable sound coming from the think tank room.

"?"

An Yi was stunned for a moment, then stopped.

"Uh……"

The voice came again. An Yi tilted his head slightly and narrowed his eyes.

Yes, this is Danheng's voice.

...Ah? It was Dan Heng's voice?

What is this thing doing, making such noises, is it sick or... is it doing delicate hand work?

An Yi was very confused, so he called out tentatively.

"Dan Heng?"

No one responded, but An Yi felt that he had heard correctly.

"…Are you sleeping?"

"Uh... huh—"

The only response to An Yi was the other party's panting.

Although it doesn't sound good, but...

An Yi thought for a moment, then placed his finger on the think tank's door.

"Feel sorry."