183: Chapter 13 Death Train and One Fatality 183: Chapter 13 Death Train and One Fatality The large group of passengers suddenly surged forward into the carriage, blocking Tang Zheng and Little Lolita’s path.
They peeled off their human skin disguises, their forms swelled, revealing mature alien bodies.
Within an instant, the aliens’ bloody roars swept the entire train.
The sticky fluid oozing from their bodies and mouths clung to the seats and carpets, emitting a corroding sound that sent chills down the spines of those who could hear.
“When did the aliens get so ferocious?
The Silver Trojan is clearly trying to kill us.” Tang Zheng didn’t hesitate or withdraw.
He leapt out like a bolt of lightning and ignited the Gravity Suppression.
He knew that if he was slow, Little Lolita would be torn to shreds by these aliens.
Even a clever and ghost-like Lu Fan, hearing the constant roars, hid beneath the seat, his face pale with fear, his thin body trembling uncontrollably.
“Lu Fan, you must be strong, you must be brave, don’t be afraid!” Little Fan Fan muttered reassuringly to herself.
Suddenly, the seat above her dropped abruptly.
She immediately suspected an alien had jumped on it and scrunched herself up against the wall of the carriage.
As expected, an alien claw punctured the seat next, nailing it to the train car floor and pulling it back forcefully, creating a spark as it sliced the leather seat heading towards her.
Little Fan Fan intended to escape this space filled with the scent of death, but the crevices outside the seat were tightly blocked by several alien thighs, leaving her with no place to run. Get full chapters from novelꞁire.net
Will Uncle come and save me?” Little Fan Fan heard blades cutting through the floor right next to her.
Just as she shut her eyes instinctively, the blade stopped right in front of her nose and the seat jerked back abruptly, followed by the sound of authoritative ‘die!’ and thud of an alien hitting the wall, along with its agony-filled screams.
“Is Uncle fighting a group of aliens alone?” Little Fan Fan wanted to change her position to sneak a peek at the fight outside, but found herself unable to move due to tremendous pressure.
“Die.” Tang Zheng faced the swarm of aliens attacking him along with their corrosive strong acid.
He had no choice but to release his full firepower.
He quickly pulled his right fist back to his chest, then turned his body to deliver a punch with all his might to the chest of an alien standing on the seat, akin to a heavy cannon.
The unfortunate alien was sent flying straight back, colliding with three other creatures that were on the attack.
The corrosive acid changed its trajectory due to the Gravity Suppression ability and fell vertically onto the ground.
If not for this, Tang Zheng’s face would’ve certainly been burnt.
Little Fan Fan however got scared, as she watched the strong acid corrode the ground and emit white smoke.
She assumed Tang Zheng must be dead, but to her surprise, a roar followed, echoing throughout the carriage.
The sound of punches landing like a symphony swiftly followed.
“Is this Maxim playing the concert of Egypt story?” Little Fan Fan wished she could rush out and watch Tang Zheng’s heroic combat.
Tang Zheng, crouched in a horse stance, roared while swinging his fists rapidly.
He forced the attacking aliens to retreat.
Due to a lack of close-range weapons, he couldn’t kill the aliens quickly.
If they became entangled, it would be a dead end.
“Can’t they hear the roar?
Are they under attack too?” Tang Zheng’s roar aimed to draw Lin Weiguo’s attention.
But after almost half a minute, his arms stained with dark green mucus and fresh red blood, reinforcements still hadn’t arrived.
But then, he heard urgent gunfire.
The first wave of alien attackers were sent flying by Tang Zheng, only to be replaced by more.
They started using tactics, with some climbing on top of the carriage to attack.
This left no blind spots for Tang Zheng.
“This is not looking good, I have to save myself.” Tang Zheng swung his right arm to hit an alien in the chest, his left hand moved swiftly, grabbed the handle of the Venom Straight Knife and thrust it forward.
A dazzling silver flash crossed, the straight knife slit through the alien’s forearm attacking Tang Zheng, splattering a shower of bright red blood.
Soon the knife went upwards, stabbing the head of another alien charging at him, bursting it instantly.
Tang Zheng stirred them up, and pulled out.
The scattered blood splattered around and painted the clean seats around him.
The gravity suppression ability was indeed a noteworthy skill; if he selected to summon a female Musketeer, the reloading time of five seconds would be enough for anyone in the train to be shredded several times over, leaving no chance for him to calmly retaliate with a dagger.
So, when Tang Zheng’s right hand also clenched a dagger, the aliens in front of him fell, one by one, their heads bursting.
“Little Fan Fan, if you’re not hurt, scream.” Tang Zheng, panting heavily, saw the situation stabilize slightly and yelled out.
“I’m okay, Uncle, how about you?” Little Fan Fan heard Tang Zheng’s voice and wondered how he was able to survive by now under the attack of dozens of aliens.
“I feel like a dual-wielding rogue.
It would be even better if I replaced the straight blades with bronze swords.” Tang Zheng’s body was surrounded by a thick layer of corpses, which even blocked Little Fan Fan’s exit.