Chapter 1 Nightmare Assault

Tong Kong's pupils shrank involuntarily. Jiang Cheng immediately recognized the man: Xia Tan, and the resistance army he led.

"Xia Tan is strong, but without that thing, he absolutely couldn't have seriously injured the old chairman, let alone escaped from the Guiche." Lin Wan'er couldn't help but sigh. "But this time, the Night Watchers were clearly well-prepared. Having learned their lesson from last time, they actually found that guy."

"Who?" Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. It sounded like the other side had someone specifically countering the weapon.

"Rust Maiden, the woman with the rusted iron mask covering half her face." Following Lin Wan'er's guidance, Jiang Cheng saw the woman. She stood beside the Torch Bearer, not participating in the battle. "Among these people, her strength isn't that great, but her ability is very effective against us. She can rust any metal weapon. We didn't expect her to be here. According to intelligence, this person died long ago, and not on this train. We were tricked. Now all the weapons we brought, the guns, are useless."

"Then that secret weapon..." Jiang Cheng was truly concerned about this.

Unexpectedly, Lin Wan'er shook her head, saying confidently, "The outer shell of that weapon has been specially treated. Unless Rust Maiden touches the weapon, she can't do anything at this distance. We considered many complex factors in the weapon's creation."

"Actually, the best match for that weapon is Number 1. After finding Number 1, we originally planned to use Number 1's ability to open a portal and send the weapon directly to the old chairman. But the old chairman hasn't shown himself yet, and the Night Watchers are also wary of us beheading him."

"They used their abilities to divide our team into different spaces, and then concentrated their elite forces to frantically besiege Number 1's team. By the time we broke through the blockade and arrived, it was too late. They were all wiped out. The scene was very tragic. Gong Zhe also died in the siege." Lin Wan'er sighed. "Losing an arm greatly reduced his strength, otherwise..."

She didn't continue. These words were meaningless now. The silver lining was that several seniors had protected the secret weapon with their lives, otherwise the situation today would be unimaginable.

"So our next task is to find a way to break through the Night Watchers' defense line and deliver the weapon as close as possible to the old chairman, that is, the center of the black mist." Jiang Cheng roughly understood the key to this mission.

"That's right." Lin Wan'er nodded.

But even though she said that, Jiang Cheng couldn't sense any urgency from the people beside him. He didn't know if they were confident or just panicked inside but didn't show it. In short, Jiang Cheng felt something was wrong. It was an intuition he developed after many life-and-death missions.

"It's come to this. If you have something to say, say it quickly. Don't hide it!" Jiang Cheng frowned, deciding to make it clearer.

The Night Watchers' reinforcements joined the battlefield, and the situation shifted again. As people on their side continued to fall, the battle line gradually pushed towards their position. At this moment, someone finally broke through the defense line. It was a man wearing a miner's helmet and big leather shoes. The man's eyes were bloodshot, almost bulging out. He was clearly in an abnormal state. If he were alive, he would have been completely corrupted.

The man immediately locked onto the old man with a full beard, roaring as he charged over, his speed so fast that he left afterimages. The old man with a full beard still stood there expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the miner-dressed man's body froze. Then, Jiang Cheng witnessed an extremely terrifying scene. A dark shadow appeared on the man's back. It was too fast for him to see clearly, but judging by the outline and size, it looked like a monkey. The shadow squatted on the man's shoulder and suddenly reached out and touched the miner's face. The next second, the miner's right eye disappeared. It really disappeared, and the surrounding area changed as well. The right eye socket was filled in, the protruding bones receded, and the skin there became as smooth as his cheek.

"Squeak, squeak—"

Accompanied by faint screams, the shadow attacked again. No, wait, there wasn't just one shadow. More shadows were grabbing the miner's pants legs and climbing up.

Two more claws reached out and randomly touched the miner's face. This time, he lost his nose and mouth. The miner, who had his facial features stolen, didn't seem to understand what was happening. He fell to the ground, trembling as he incredulously touched his missing right eye, nose, and mouth. The only eye he had left was finally filled with fear.

He knew he was scared, but it was too late. Soon, he grabbed his own neck, his face turning red. Having lost his nose and mouth, he couldn't breathe. Seeing that he was about to suffocate to death, he even cut open his own throat.

Until this person died tragically before his eyes, the old man with a full beard didn't even look at him. His gaze even passed over the battlefield, and over the Torch Bearer, Rust Maiden, and the others watching. He stared at the deepest part of the black mist, as if something there was staring back at him.

Such a strange scene made even the well-informed Jiang Cheng feel a chill in his heart. He turned his head and looked in shock at the Ghost-Faced Granny. He knew it was her who had made the move, because the man also lacked a left eye and half a nose. The skin was equally smooth, as if it had been forcibly smoothed out by some strange force.

"This… this is the Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth Technique?" Because he had the Dean's Blood Eye buff, Tang Qisheng could see much more clearly than Jiang Cheng and the others. He saw five little ghosts with horns on their heads hidden in the black mist. The little ghosts were almost naked, and their appearances were different from each other. Some had no eyes, some were missing ears, and in short, they were all missing something on their faces. The five ghosts' blue-black bodies were only draped in tattered red doudu (a type of Chinese bodice), with characters written on them.

But strangely, they weren't the usual Fu (福), Lu (禄), Shou (寿). Instead, they were written in traditional characters: ear (耳), eye (目), nose (鼻), lip (唇), tongue (舌). One character for each doudu, which was quite bizarre.

"What nonsense is this? This is Ghost-Faced Granny's ability. The five little ghosts aren't transporting external wealth, but people's facial features. Of course, if you want, you can also steal a ghost's facial features." Number 13 was kind enough to explain to him.

"Holy crap!" Tang Qisheng was shocked. This ability was too terrifying. In the chaotic battle, everyone was preoccupied. If someone suddenly did this and stole your eyes, who could withstand that?

But Number 13 gave him a look, telling him not to make a fuss. He glanced at the Ghost-Faced Granny's face, and Tang Qisheng roughly understood. The more powerful the ability, the more dangerous it was to use. The Apostles' door was a double-edged sword that couldn't be used casually. The Ghost-Faced Granny's face said it all. Once you were backlashed, the consequences were extremely terrible.