"Hahaha! Brother Chen! I've taken care of the Dark Train! Isn't that awesome?" Fatty's communicator called, and his triumphant and arrogant laughter rang in his earpiece.
Although four demigods of the Witch Clan perished, they could be reborn through reincarnation on the Primordial Star. Moreover, this achievement was something to be proud of in the history of the lord.
"Damn! Remember to return my four demigods!" Ye Chen rolled his eyes and said.
The fat man's expression froze for a moment. What nonsense! Where was he, a mid-level lord, supposed to get four demigods? How about pseudo-seventh-tier mechs? How about Akasha?
With the Dark Train in hand, he finally understood that although the previous Tier 7 mech had been built to Tier 7, it could only be called a pseudo-Tier 7. It could exert a certain Tier 7 combat power, but there was still a huge gap between it and a true Tier 7.
The fundamental reason lies in the rules. Ordinary Tier 7 mechs simply cannot control or load the rules into them, which is the biggest difference between them and demigods.
Whether it's the Dark Train or the Ghost Ship, the various bizarre attributes of these tools of dark civilization are the physical manifestations of the power of rules. Just as Noah controls Fengdu, Houtu controls reincarnation, and Nuwa controls creation, to become a god, one must master one's own power of rules. This is the most important point in becoming a god.
Now, through the Dark Train, he felt he had finally seen a glimmer of hope. As long as he could thoroughly study the train's strange properties, he would be able to create a true Tier 7 mech.
"A real Tier 7 mech... Good luck! If I'm not mistaken, this is your chance to become a Tier 7 Lord!" Ye Chen said after a moment's thought after hearing the fat man's words.
The advancement of a territory is different from that of a regular demigod. While others have a high chance of advancing as long as they can find a way to master the power of the rules, a territory requires a complete ecosystem.
Of course, it's not entirely like that. At least there must be special rules unique to one's own territory. The faith of the Angelic Holy Court, the complete world of the Primordial Star... these are all different paths to becoming a god. The fat man's seventh-tier mecha, or rather, his technological means, is a completely new path to advancement.
As a pioneer on this path, the fat man will undoubtedly enjoy immense benefits and advantages in the future.
"Hehe! I can tell you without you even saying it, the path of technology is definitely the right one! Just wait for the day I ascend to the highest godhood!" the fat man said with boundless pride.
After hanging up the communication, Ye Chen had a better understanding of how the other side was able to take down the Dark Train. He had to admit that no tool of the Dark Civilization was easy to deal with, and that Zhulong and the others were able to take down the Ghost Ship without taking any damage. They really had to rely on a lot of luck.
The Dark Train was incredibly sturdy and unstoppable. Even when the Candle Dragon launched its strongest attack, it could not harm it in the slightest. Several members of the Witch Clan who tried to stop it were crushed to death, turning into a pool of blood mist in the starry sky.
If it weren't for Zhulong's presence and his ability to draw their souls back, these ancestral witches would probably have completely vanished by now.
Then Fatty and the others tried everything they could to get the train doors to open so the good-hearted ancestral witches could rush in and fight. But these dark creatures stubbornly resisted their inner impulses and refused to open the doors.
The fat man and the other lords chased the dark train for a week until it was about to run out of energy. They stopped in a starry sky, and only then did the doors open one by one. Countless dark creatures emerged and fought with the fat man and the others.
Besides collecting energy, the train stopped because it had reached its destination. The dark creatures were preparing to open the spatial gate again, connect to a dark world, and summon the source of darkness.
If they succeed, Ye Chen's exhausting repair efforts will be completely meaningless. Upon learning the news, many lords mobilized their last remaining forces to provide support, but ultimately it was too late to continue.
The Dark Train was a self-contained space, containing no fewer dark creatures than the Ghost Ship. The endless stream of dark creatures surged out, far beyond the ability of the lords who were currently trapped in the source of darkness. They could only watch helplessly as the creatures slowly opened spatial rifts, and pure dark energy emerged from the rifts.
Enraged, the fat man unleashed his final Eternal Silence, blasting all the dark creatures, along with the spatial rift that had just been torn open, into dust in one fell swoop, forcefully clearing a path through the crowd.
At this moment, Zhulong seized the opportunity and, together with several Wu Clan warriors, used his high-speed spatial teleportation to rush directly into the interior of the Dark Train and head towards the engine of the main control room.
Unlike the ghost ship, the Dark Train's carriages are merely spaces for carrying dark creatures and have little real significance. The true power source is located at the front of the train. Once you find the front carriages, you can quickly enter the front and seize control.
The train's corrupting properties don't have a significant impact on seventh-tier demigods; they need a long time to wear down before they take effect. As for the confinement properties, they don't care since they don't want to leave the train.
Therefore, Zhulong led the Ancestral Witches directly into the engine room and engaged in a bloody battle with the dark gods inside. Several Ancestral Witches even erected the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. Finally, after paying the price of two Ancestral Witches' lives, they killed them all and seized control of the Dark Train.
"As expected, even with the method, the tools of the Dark Civilization are not easy to deal with!" After understanding the whole story, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh.
Putting aside everything else, even if Zhulong led the Ancestral Witches into the locomotive without the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, they would not be able to deal with the large number of dark gods. That place would definitely be heavily guarded by the train, and the dark gods would be the most outstanding in both quantity and quality.
Not to mention other ordinary lords, even if they mobilized nearly a hundred demigods, they might not be able to take down the locomotive, and in the end, it would just become nourishment for darkness.
If the Ghost Ship relies on eeriness, then the Dark Train is real strength. My weakness lies here: if you're capable, come in. If you can beat them, the locomotive is yours; if you can't, you'll stay here forever. But unfortunately, there aren't many lords who can beat them!
"I wonder what kind of bizarre effects other dark civilization tools will have? They say they control the rules, but I wonder if Fatty will call them rules or weird if he actually creates them?" Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.
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