The King of Black Fog

In the darkness, a crisp snapping of fingers could faintly be heard.

All skills had vanished.

The carriage was pitch-black inside.

"What's going on?" someone asked loudly.

The effect of "Do I Look Handsome" had disappeared.

A streak of purple lightning struck into the spine, potential surged, and a tingling wave flooded into the legs, propelling Li Changzhou forward in an instant.

"Who...ah!"

"Lit...ah!"

"Wha...ah!"

"What's happening?!"

"What's going on?!"

Screams rose and fell in succession.

"Who stole my weapon? Who?!"

"My military flag! How audacious!"

"Not good, someone's stealing things, everyone be careful!"

"Who the fuck touched me, you're dead meat!"

"Nobody move, whoever moves is the thief! Damn it, my clothes!"

The heat in his legs dissipated, Li Changzhou moved aside, and his ears were filled with the sounds of people fighting each other.

"Just these few?" he whispered to Xiao Yue beside him.

"There's more....."

Before Xiao Yue could finish, a group of people walked out of the booth, the leader asked in confusion, "What's the matter? What happened? Don't you know that fighting on the train will be punished?"

Master Huang!

With a heavy heart, Li Changzhou approached his respected mentor.

"Stop fighting, we all hold Black Cards, the objective in the instance is the same for all of us, if there is any issue—"

A tingle on his scalp, Master Huang lived up to his reputation as a scion of a great sect; even without his skills, he possessed many unique abilities.

At the critical moment, he tapped the ground with his Daoist shoes, his body describing a semicircle, somehow predicting in advance to dodge Li Changzhou's attack.

While dodging, Master Huang shouted, "Stop!"

Because there was a punishment for fighting, he didn't dare to take the opportunity to counterattack.

Li Changzhou's left shoulder exploded with force, his arm shot out like a javelin, his fingers sharp as hooks, aiming straight for the opponent's throat.

He slowed down this move, leaving room to pull back.

But for Master Huang, this close strike was as fast as thunder, the biggest life-and-death crisis he had ever faced.

The lightning struck his spine, and Master Huang, with his aged body, executed the strongest, most agile strike of his life.

In the silence, the Thunder Book seemed to advance!

After striking with his palm, he even felt like he had made progress with the "Thunder Book," his ability improving.

Facing this thunderous palm, Li Changzhou retracted his claws, turning them into a fist, and collided head-on.

Bang!

Both sides took two steps back.

Li Changzhou hadn't used the "Thunder Book," and with a constitution surpassing that of ordinary people, he quickly recovered his breath and stepped forward.

Master Huang's body was numb all over, he heard the sound of wind and cried out instinctively, "Careful!"

His teammates couldn't worry too much at this point, and immediately took action.

Confronting this group of elders who all knew the "Thunder Book," Li Changzhou didn't dare to be careless, with lightning piercing into his spine, his muscles tensed.

He exchanged a punch, kicked once, dodged a claw by a hair's breadth, knocked away an Iron Mountain Lean, and passed through the crowd with more luck than danger.

The difficulty was comparable to going home during the Spring Festival, when you see a group of chattering old men and women at the entrance to the village, it feels like needles in your back.

The elderly didn't love to fight and backed up against each other, never taking the initiative to attack.

Li Changzhou took the chance to slip back to Xiao Yue's side in the dark, "Are there anymore?"

"No more, no more."

"What are you doing with your hand?" Li Changzhou waved to fend off the other person.

"Checking to see if you're hurt," Xiao Yue's voice was almost drooling.

"Hmm," the voice of Li Qianxia.

It was over; if she was here, then Yang Qinglan definitely was too.

"Woosh—" the train roared and exited the tunnel, the heavenly light brightened greatly.

The scene before them was a complete mess. A medieval Knight was holding the flag of a braided official, the braided official was hiding in the corner putting on a Daoist robe, a Daoist was stuffing a Monk's Purple Gold Bowl into his sleeve, and the Monk had been stripped of his clothes.

The Spider Spirit was holding a Kasaya and sneaking away quietly.

Food was scattered all over the ground, the contents of a sterile dinosaur egg flowed everywhere, and a Minotaur holding a Knight's longsword slipped and fell.

A fish got kicked up by the Minotaur, gaping, tracing an arc in the air, with a plop, it landed in a large beer mug.

"Gurgle, Gurgle, Gurgle!" Bubbles frothed, with the fish seemingly cursing away.

In broad daylight, Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan looked each other in the eye.

Li Changzhou clenched his fist, coughed lightly against his lips, "You see that fish, doesn't it look like someone about to suffocate?"

Yang Qinglan glanced over.

"Gurgle!" The fish cursed (probably).

Yang Qinglan pursed her lips, trying to restrain her laughter.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Three figures suddenly charged in, the leader was an eagle standing on two legs, very majestic and godlike;

following him was an ant, its icy armor resembling a machine;

and another person who looked completely European, with a dignified appearance, seeming very mild.

The eagle dressed as the train conductor, coldly swept over everyone present, finally resting his gaze on Xiao Yue.

After staring at her for a full five seconds, Xiao Yue pressed her hands together, eyes tightly shut, making a pleading gesture before the eagle conductor finally spoke, "What's going on?"

"Fighting, causing trouble, I've already advised them," Xiao Yue quickly responded.

"All passengers, instance difficulty increased!" the eagle conductor declared, turning away, "Wipe their memories."

The European female attendant folded her hands at her abdomen, bowing slightly to see off the conductor and the security officer.

After the eagle and the ant had left, Xiao Yue bounced forward like a rabbit, taking hold of the European female attendant, whispering something under her breath while occasionally pointing at Li Changzhou and the others.

The European female attendant frowned, looking troubled, but finally nodded after much difficulty, and Xiao Yue gestured "ok" to Li Changzhou and the other two.

The European female attendant stepped to the middle of the aisle.

"Wait a minute, I protest! I didn't do anything!"

"First give me back my clothes!"

"Miss attendant, someone else started the fight, I was just defending myself!"