56: Chapter 56 The Mysterious Train: Leading to the Devastated Japan

At this moment, the man seemed to be experiencing pain beyond imagination.

That shattered Wooden Crucifix was being forcefully driven into his back, merging bit by bit with his spine.

With every inch it went deeper, blackish-red blood emitting the fluctuations of laws gushed out from the man's wound.

This blood contained destructive Chaos, but it was being held firmly within the container by an invisible force.

Meanwhile, that Blood-colored Scythe turned into a streak of flowing blood light and burrowed into his right arm.

Immediately after, his entire arm began to mutate rapidly; muscles tore and bones rearranged, finally transforming into a hideous, twisted... Scythe Arm that seemed to be a mixture of countless flesh and metal!

"Warning! Warning!"

"Experimental subject's mental fluctuations are intense and approaching the critical value!"

"taboo laws are eroding the experimental subject's consciousness!!"

Inside the Laboratory, red warning lights flashed frantically, and the piercing alarm sound was unnerving.

"Hold on! You must hold on!"

The Old Professor stared fixedly at the frantically jumping data on the screen, his knuckles turning white from clenching his hands.

"You are the strongest Ghost Controller of the Great Xin Dynasty; you can definitely do it!!"

As if in response to his expectations.

The man inside the container suddenly snapped his eyes open.

However, in those eyes of his, the original clarity had been replaced by a sea of blood-red, yet in the deepest depths of this blood-red, a sliver of unyielding will remained.

"Roar!!!"

He let out a beast-like roar, his muscles tensing to the extreme.

Relying on his own willpower, the man forcefully withstood the terrifying erosion brought by the two taboo items.

Buzz!!!

Following a soft sound.

The liquid inside the container stopped boiling.

The man's body also stopped trembling.

He floated quietly in the liquid, a broken Wooden Crucifix growing from his back, and his right hand had become a massive blood-red scythe.

A terrifying law belonging to an S-rank Taboo swirled around him.

"S... Success?!"

The Old Professor's eyes widened, his face filled with unbelievable ecstasy.

"It really succeeded!!"

"The knowledge shared by the Yanlong Empire really is useful!"

"We have truly created a... Taboo Master!!"

The entire Laboratory erupted.

Everyone cheered and jumped for joy, hugging one another.

They had made history!

They had broken the iron law!

From now on, the Great Xin Dynasty would have a taboo guarding its borders!!

One must know that a year ago, before the Terror Resurgence apocalypse descended... the strongest Ghost Controller within the Great Xin Dynasty's Ghost Suppression Department was only C-rank!

And now, the Great Xin Dynasty had manufactured a Taboo Master!!

Perhaps before long, the Great Xin Dynasty could even manufacture SS-rank, or even SSS-Rank Taboo Masters!

Everyone believed that the era of horror would finally come to an end!

Order would once again shroud the land.

"Quick! Open the container! Let him out!"

The Old Professor gave the order impatiently.

Hiss... the container slowly opened.

The man walked out.

With every step he took, a deep bloodstain was left on the floor.

"I am... Ning Shou."

His voice was hoarse and low, like an old cassette tape rubbing against a wall.

"I... Control... the power."

He raised that terrifying Scythe Arm and gave it a gentle swing.

Puchi!

The thick alloy wall in front of him was sliced cleanly through like tofu.

"Good! Excellent!!"

The Old Professor was so moved that tears filled his eyes.

"Ning Shou, you are a hero of the Great Xin Dynasty!"

"From today on, we will possess the power to combat horror!!"

However.

The crowd, immersed in joy, did not notice.

Deep within Ning Shou's seemingly calm blood-red eyes, a very subtle trace of... madness and distortion occasionally flashed.

And from an angle no one noticed, the broken crucifix on his back slowly leaked a drop of ink-black liquid... Inside the Rebirth Temple.

A wisp of Lin Chuan's will descended upon Chen Feng again.

"This kid... really is plagued by bad luck."

Sensing Chen Feng's current situation, Lin Chuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This Fanatic Believer of his had just gone through a narrow escape, successfully controlling that [Sands of Time] abnormality and becoming a top-tier Ghost Controller who controlled two A-rank abnormalities.

But before he could even catch his breath and escape that dead city.

He was swept into a sudden pink mist.

That mist... was spreading from the direction of the long-ruined Neon Country!

Within the mist was a bizarre and phantasmagoric scene.

Through Chen Feng's perspective, Lin Chuan saw twisted, strange cities looming in the mist.

The architectural styles of those cities included both modern skyscrapers and ancient pavilions, and even some eerie buildings that completely defied the laws of physics.

And between these cities, there were countless densely packed... graves!

Some graves were already split open, revealing the empty coffins inside.

Some graves were still writhing constantly, as if something was about to crawl out from within.

Chen Feng stood in the mist, a rusty dagger gripped tightly in his hand, warily scanning his surroundings.

The dagger in his hand emitted an aura that surpassed A-rank laws but had not yet reached the S-rank level.

This dagger was a special item he had obtained in the city, and its power was very formidable!

However, the price of using it was the consumption of his lifespan.

At this moment, even though he controlled two A-rank abnormalities and had a tool approaching the level of an S-rank Taboo item in hand, Chen Feng, standing in the mist, still felt a chill that seeped into his bones.

Every inch of air in the mist was filled with a despairing aura of death.

Wooo—!!!

Just then.

A shrill whistle pierced through the heavy mist and exploded in his ears.

Chen Feng whipped his head around.

He saw a dilapidated, ancient steam train, its body covered in rust and bloodstains, slowly emerging from the depths of the mist like a giant steel serpent.

It had no tracks.

It simply traveled through the desolate land out of thin air.

Clang! Clang!

The train stopped in front of Chen Feng.

The rusted doors slowly opened, making a hair-raising grinding sound.

From inside the door, a cold, decaying aura rushed toward him.

"Board the train..."

"Failing to board... means death..."

Once the train had come to a steady stop, a cold, mechanical voice, seemingly from another world, echoed in Chen Feng's mind.

This was a law!

A mandatory law!

Chen Feng could feel that if he didn't board the train, the seemingly calm mist around him would instantly turn into something extremely terrifying and tear him to pieces.

"Damn it!"

Chen Feng grit his teeth.

He knew that boarding the train might lead to an even more miserable death.

But if he didn't board, he would die right now.

"To hell with it!"

"I'm getting on!!"

He took a deep breath and finally stepped forward, boarding that eerie train.