By now, Bai Cheng's attention had long been captured by the constantly moving point of light on the detection console.
The marker representing their train was following a straight line, resolutely pursuing the signal that represented their target.
As the distance closed, the surrounding environnt began to undergo a visible... fading.
It was as if an invisible giant hand was roughly wiping away all "vitality" from the direction of the target.
The green grass ahead began to grow sparse and withered; the fertile soil lost its moisture, taking on a barren, grayish-white hue.
The fresh scent of vegetation in the air was gradually replaced by a dry, dusty atmosphere.
Even the sky seed to be covered by a dim gray veil, and the sunlight was no longer bright.
The beautiful grassland scenery, like a scroll being burned by flas starting from its edges, was rapidly turning into a wasteland, centered on the target and expanding across their field of vision.
Erald green was swallowed by withered yellow; vitality was replaced by deathly silence.
This was no longer the safe haven in their mories, but more like an... apple rotting from the core.
"Is the target'sucking this place dry'?" Yu Nian, with her peculiar train of thought, couldn't help but speak up.
Bai Cheng watched the grassland scenery outside the window as it rapidly receded while constantly "dying," along with the ruins of strongholds that looked even more desolate amidst the desertification.
A moving target capable of eroding the safe zone... this mission was likely much more bizarre and troubleso than destroying a city or killing a leader.
"I want to see exactly what that thing is," she ordered in a low voice, her gaze locked onto the core of the expanding wasteland.
As the train drew closer, the expanding barren center finally revealed its true form.
It wasn't a single entity, but an eerie convoy composed of over a hundred dark-colored trains.
Furthermore, a prominent "#1" mark was visible on the side of every single train.
Without a doubt, these guys were all special Survivors belonging to #1 Channel.
At this mont, they were speeding across the grassland at a terrifying velocity, their carriages enveloped in a layer of fluctuating, dark energy fields.
Even more heart-pounding was their thod of progression: the energy extending from both sides of the trains was not used for defense or attack, but instead acted like two greedy, giant maws, forming two continuously expanding vortexes of aftershocks.
Wherever they passed, the erald green of the grass, the fertility of the soil, the moisture in the air, and even the warmth in the light were ruthlessly extracted and swallowed by those vortexes, leaving behind only rapidly spreading withered yellow and grayish-white.
What they left behind were not wheel ruts, but a widening belt of completely dead, scorched earth, as if invisible flas had just burned away all life.
"Nian Nian, you were actually right," Bai Cheng said, her brow furrowing as she watched the scene.
"They really do intend to suck this place dry."
The detection console began to alarm violently. The single marker it had originally shown had, at so point, transford into over a hundred points of light.
Moreover, the King-level powerhouses present, including Bai Cheng, could easily sense that the aura emitted by those guys was extraordinary.
Every special Survivor on those trains... emitted an aura close to the King Rank!
"Fortunately, their strength still has so gap compared to a true King Rank."
As the distance grew shorter, the situation sensed by everyone beca clearer.
If the opponent truly had over a hundred King-level powerhouses, things would have beco incredibly difficult.
But as it looked now, these guys were just a group of Pseudo-King Ranks who possessed King-level physiques but no Domain.
In an actual fight, Bai Cheng and her Employees did not fear these people.
However, she was very puzzled. A mobilization of power on such a scale could easily sweep through the vast majority of regions.
Yet, a bizarre scene unfolded.
Even though Bai Cheng and the others' train had intruded into the opponent's warning range, and they could even clearly see the blurred figures of the operators within the enemy trains through the windows, this massive convoy had no reaction to their presence.
No deceleration, no turning, no attack, and not even a hint of hostility or a probe of energy fluctuations was emitted.
They were like over a hundred precision machines with pre-set programs, or rather, like rows of puppets pulled by invisible strings,
silently and stubbornly racing forward along a set straight line. The energy-absorbing vortexes on both sides continued to operate, incessantly "harvesting" the vitality of the grassland into the interior of the trains.
It was as if only the path ahead and that unknown "mission" existed in their eyes; they turned a blind eye to everything else, including threats that were right next to them.
"What are they... collecting?" Yu Nian's voice carried confusion and a chill. "This doesn't look like looting; it looks more like they're... executing so kind of cleanup or collection mission."
Bai Cheng stared at this silent and terrifying torrent, her vigilance rising to its peak.
An army composed of quasi-King-level powerhouses, not for combat, but only to devour the environnt's vitality, and ignoring their presence... Strange, it's too strange.
Bai Cheng turned and ordered her several King-level Employees: "Regardless of their purpose, we must complete the system's mission."
"Once the distance is closed, we will strike directly. Since they are all puppets, we'll overturn them along with their trains!"
With Bai Cheng's command issued, everyone was ready.
However, when the front of their train truly approached the end of the torrent ford by those hundred-plus dark trains, a powerful and eerie suction suddenly ca from ahead.
It wasn't a physical pull directed at the train, but a frantic extraction of the train's own protective energy field and even all "active" power in the surrounding environnt.
The erald energy light on the train's shield flickered unsteadily, as if it could be torn apart and swallowed by that greedy vortex at any mont.
The high-speed state of the train, which operated without fuel consumption under the system's influence, was also instantly affected.
Bai Cheng found that the train's speed was gradually decreasing, and there was eventually even a risk of it stopping completely, let alone directly inserting into the center to ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) sabotage the enemy convoy.
"Then we'll just destroy them one by one, starting from the rear of their convoy!"
The order was given.
Several figures shot out from Bai Cheng's train like arrows from a bow, the power of King Domains flowing around them as they barely resisted the omnipresent energy-absorbing aftershocks ahead.
They were like agile predators, pouncing toward the relatively isolated dark trains at the end of the convoy.
The battle—if it could even be called a battle—unfolded in an extrely unsettling manner.
Chi Yan leapt directly off the train, transforming into a giant lion.
The surging flas he spat out, carrying a massive impact force, instantly pierced through several trains at the rear.
Hellfire clung to those special materials and then burned fiercely until not even dross remained.
But even so, these Survivors from #1 Channel still did not carry out any counterattack...
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