The Disappearing Train (Final Chapter)
As the heavy, chilling footsteps approached, Lin Yu, Ye Li, and Zhao Yang's nerves strained like taut strings, ready to snap at any moment. In the dim, deep tunnel, within the darkness of the train's engine compartment, a massive figure slowly emerged. Shrouded in a wispy, dark blue mist, its outline distorted and blurred, exuding an indescribable eeriness. Through gaps in the mist, one could faintly glimpse its thick, pillar-like limbs and a massive, misshapen head. A powerful, sinister aura permeated the air like a surging undercurrent.
"What...what on earth is this?" Zhao Yang muttered softly, his voice trembling unconsciously, as if fear had gripped his throat. His hand, tightly gripping the weapon, was drenched in sweat, the damp touch a reminder of the danger. The fear in his heart surged like a surging tide, nearly drowning him completely. But years of adventure, like a faint beacon in the darkness, helped him suppress his fear. His feet felt rooted to the ground, and he refused to retreat.
Lin Yu took a deep breath, trying to suppress the ever-present fear. He said, "Whatever it is, we must remain calm and search for its weaknesses. Everyone, cooperate!" His eyes were fixed firmly on the gradually becoming clearer figure, but the slight tremor in his voice betrayed a deep, unconcealed nervousness. His mind was racing like a machine, frantically racking its brains for a response. He knew that facing such a powerful and unknown enemy, any misstep would spell doom for them all.
Ye Li nervously stared at the detection device in her hand. The data on the device was like wildly jumping musical notes, chaotic and disorganized. She said, "This energy fluctuation is extremely powerful and very strange. I've never seen anything like it. But from the feedback, it seems to be closely connected to the mysterious patterns on the train I detected earlier. Perhaps these patterns are the key to controlling or sealing it." Although Ye Li tried to keep her voice steady, the slight tremor in her tone betrayed her inner tension. She tried to find a way to deal with the crisis from the perspective of mysticism, hoping to find a breakthrough in this critical moment, but deep down, she couldn't help but feel a chill.
As the figure drew closer, they finally saw its form. It was a massive monster, barely humanoid in form, yet radiating a twisted terror. Its massive limbs seemed capable of tearing through steel, and every step it took shook the ground. Its skin was a strange, dark blue, shimmering with a cold, sinister sheen, as if covered in an impenetrable layer of scales. Its eyes, like two blazing blue will-o'-the-wisp flames, radiated a captivating light, as if piercing their inner fears. It opened its massive mouth, revealing sharp, yellowed fangs, and unleashed a deafening roar that echoed wildly through the tunnel, jarring their eardrums and threatening to shake their very souls from their bodies.
"Attack!" Lin Yu shouted, charging at the monster first, his heart filled with a desperate determination. He swung his weapon, bringing all his might to bear, and slashed at the monster's legs. However, when the weapon made contact with the monster's skin, there was a sharp metallic clang, as if striking indestructible diamond. The weapon was completely ineffective, leaving only a fleeting white mark on the dark blue skin.
"This monster's skin is too tough! Ordinary attacks are useless against it!" Lin Yu cried, a wave of despair welling up in his heart, like a cold snake slithering through it. But he didn't give up. Years of adventure had taught him that giving up at this moment would mean death. He quickly retreated, his eyes fixed on the monster's every move, searching for the next opportunity to strike, his mind racing, pondering a response strategy.
Not to be outdone, Zhao Yang charged at the monster from the side, aiming for a weak spot in its waist. He poured all his strength into his weapon, stabbing it relentlessly. But the result was still disappointing: the weapon only left a shallow mark on the monster's skin before being mercilessly deflected. The recoil numbed Zhao Yang's arm.
"What should I do? This monster is invulnerable!" Zhao Yang shouted anxiously, beads of sweat covering his forehead and sliding down his cheeks. A hint of panic appeared in his eyes. He was filled with frustration. Facing such a powerful enemy, he was helpless and felt powerless.
At that moment, Ye Li suddenly shouted, "Lin Yu, Zhao Yang, attack the areas on its body where the blue light is strongest! Those areas may be the focus of its power, and also its weakness!" Ye Li had discovered an abnormality in the monster's energy distribution through her detection equipment, which might be the key to defeating it. Her voice was slightly inflected with excitement, and she was both hoping that this discovery would turn the tide and worried that she was running out of time.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yu and Zhao Yang immediately adjusted their tactics and charged towards the monster once more. Their eyes were fixed on the flickering blue light on the monster, searching for the brightest spot within the eerie glow. Finally, they discovered a blue diamond-shaped mark on the monster's chest. The light was like a materialized flame, exceptionally dazzling, as if beckoning them to attack.
"Right there! Attack together!" Lin Yu shouted, his voice filled with desperate determination. The two men simultaneously thrust their weapons at the diamond-shaped mark on the monster's chest. This time, the weapons penetrated smoothly, and a thick black liquid gushed out from the wound, carrying a pungent stench of decay. The monster roared in pain, its voice filled with anger and unwillingness. Its body trembled violently, and the surrounding air seemed to be twisted and deformed by the force.
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