Chapter 235: Chain of Rare Artifacts
He's not dead yet?
Wu Heng stood in place, somewhat surprised.
With such heavy firepower coverage, the entire manor was basically reduced to ruins, yet Benasev actually survived.
How could it be that he was the one who survived to the end?
Moreover, he even used the Ghost Train to leave here.
"He escaped. Will there be any problems?" Wen Mansa's expression was somewhat flustered.
Today, they killed half the city's nobles.
Even though this is Rentam City, and these people are related to the "Secret Cult."
But anyway, without a bounty on them, it's not Wu Heng's turn to kill them.
Moreover, a Level 16 Necromancer might have friends or companions behind him.
If no one got out alive, and the location of this manor is very hidden, it would actually be easy to resolve.
But once someone escapes, things will become very troublesome.
Wu Heng stood in place, thinking rapidly.
Then he looked at Wen Mansa and said, "Have the intelligent skeletons clean the battlefield. Preserve that Necromancer, and burn all the other corpses completely."
"Oh, okay!" Wen Mansa nodded subconsciously.
Wu Heng summoned a few skeletons over.
He took out an identical ticket from his spatial ring and tore off a corner along the middle seam.
Woo~!
A piercing whistle sounded.
Ripples appeared out of thin air, and the iron-green train that had just disappeared appeared again, stopping in front of Wu Heng.
The train door opened, revealing the scene inside the carriage.
Wen Mansa was startled, "Master, what are you doing?"
"You stay here; I'm going to kill him."
After speaking, he beckoned to the skeletons behind him to board the train.
He was not sure whether using this Artifact ticket would take him to the same train as Benasev, but he had to try; it was also the only method.
Wu Heng boarded the train.
Creak~!
The train door closed, and Wu Heng suddenly turned around.
He saw that Skull Crusher and several skeletons were isolated outside the train, banging on the door.
Only he, holding the ticket, had boarded the train.
Woo~!
The whistle sounded again, and the train started moving.
Damn, this is bad.
......
Wu Heng stood inside the carriage without making any movements.
A bad premonition in his heart grew stronger.
His eyes could see the situation inside the train, but his ears couldn't hear any sound, and his body couldn't feel the train's movement.
At this moment, his senses of hearing, touch, and smell were completely stripped away.
He couldn't even sense magic power or cast spells.
If not for his eyes seeing the surroundings, he would even doubt whether he was still alive.
He stood in place to adapt for a moment.
Trying, he lifted his leg and walked toward one side of the carriage.
Only by seeing himself lift his leg and step forward did he confirm that he was indeed walking.
He pushed open the door in front of him.
At this moment, Benasev was sitting on a chair to one side, casting a gaze full of doubt and horror.
His mouth moved slightly, seemingly shouting something loudly.
But no sound came out.
Benasev panickedly drew a dagger from his waist, and Wu Heng lowered his head to pull out the pistol from his waist.
Without the sense of touch, this action, which he often did, became extremely awkward.
The pistol's safety was released, and he pulled the trigger.
The bullet shot out of the barrel, flying forward.
Under Benasev's terrified gaze, the bullet penetrated his forehead and exited through the back.
No blood splattered.
Benasev's eyes were still full of fear, with some confusion. He touched the wound on his forehead, and then his body collapsed.
Throughout the entire process, he did not show any signs of pain.
Wu Heng stepped forward.
He searched the other's body for a while; he had gold and silver jewelry, a gorgeous brooch, and a spatial ring on his hand.
After taking everything off, Wu Heng sat aside and waited silently.
The train was still moving.
He didn't know where it would go or when it would stop.
If only I had shot his leg earlier; Benasev would surely know how to stop it.
......
He didn't know how much time had passed.
The void scenery outside the window began to show rugged mountain patterns.
And the train slowly came to a stop.
With a clatter.
The train door opened.
Hearing and touch were restored.
Wu Heng stood up, glanced out the window; there seemed to be no movement outside. He hoisted the corpse on the ground and directly walked out of the train.
The train's headlights went out, and the entire platform instantly plunged into darkness.
Wu Heng cast a Dancing Lights spell ahead.
As the space brightened instantly, Wu Heng's heart tightened.
In his sight, five or six dead bodies.
Their armor was already tattered, and the corpses were shriveled and shrunk.
Wu Heng stood on guard; the corpses did not move, nor did any monsters appear.
Just when he threw Benasev's corpse on the ground, two nearby dried corpses collapsed like fine sand with a clatter, and their tattered armor scattered all over.
They had been dead for quite some time.
Wu Heng continued to survey the surroundings; this was an enclosed space, with rugged mountain walls all around and overhead.
Only the area underfoot was paved with flat stone slabs, forming a platform.
It was as if a station had been carved out inside a closed mountain.
The green-skinned train behind him did not leave; it seemed to have entered standby mode, just parked there.
......
Confirming that there was no danger.
Wu Heng's gaze fell back on Benasev's corpse.
He hesitated between casting[Raise Skeleton] or[Speak with Dead], and chose the latter.
He cast the skill, and the corpse sat up directly.
The lifeless eyes looked over.
Wu Heng asked directly, "How do you control this train to go back?"
The corpse replied, "Use the Ghost Train ticket to go to the place you need to go."
He knew that the ticket could make the train move; he was also aware of that.
He opened Benasev's spatial ring and looked; there was no second ticket.
"How do I get a ticket?"
"I bought it at a high price from a mercenary group in Rentam City; I don't know other methods," the corpse replied.
Damn it! This is bad.
Maybe I can't go back.
"Do you know where this place is?"
"After boarding the train without filling in the destination on the itinerary, the train will take the passenger back to the starting station."
That is to say, this is where the Ghost Train originates.
"What else do you know about the Ghost Train?"
"It's rumored to be the vehicle of a hero; after his death, it became the Ghost Train, transporting those who hold tickets."
The last question, Wu Heng thought for a moment and still asked, "Do you have any other plans against me?"
"No more; a Level 16 Giovanni was enough to kill you."
After answering the last question, the corpse fell back to the ground with a thud.
Wu Heng took off all the jewelry and clothing on him and stored them in his spatial ring.
All were stored away.
......
He had asked all the questions but got nothing.
Wu Heng unwillingly walked to a nearby dried corpse and tried to cast[Speak with Dead]again.
With a rustling sound!
Before the corpse came back to life, it turned into sand and scattered all over the ground.
Damn, it couldn't even withstand magic power.
This could no longer be considered a corpse; it should be considered a fossil!
Several corpses in a row failed.
Wu Heng supplemented with a Dancing Lights spell and began to search along the stone walls.
"It shouldn't be! There's air; there should be an exit."
He walked around but didn't find any exit; there were also traces of blasting and artificial excavation around.
It seemed that others also tried to get out from here but failed.
After searching around with no results.
Wu Heng powerlessly sat down on the side.
The situation in front of him became very clear.
This time, it could be considered that he wiped out the Secret Cult members in Rentam City.
It's a good thing.
But in the current situation, he was trapped here.
He didn't know where this was, nor how to go back.
Possibly, like these people, he could only wait to die.
No, wait...
Wu Heng suddenly sobered up, his gaze turned to the train door of the train parked nearby.
He took out the bronze key and walked over directly.
He found a keyhole covered in grease and inserted it directly.
Next, the realm gate opened.
Wu Heng felt somewhat relieved.
At least he could still go back.
He opened the door, pulled out the key, and as the train door closed, he flashed into the carriage.
Without a ticket, the train did not start.
Wu Heng continued to walk to the end of the carriage, the place connecting to the locomotive, and lightly knocked on the iron door.
Dong dong dong~!
A dull knocking sound echoed.
That is to say, when the train is not started, his senses are not affected.
Seeing no response from inside.
Wu Heng continued to take out the bronze key and opened the iron door separating the driver's cabin.
With a creak.
The iron door opened.
Revealing the old control area inside, and the remains on the driver's seat that had become a pile of dust.
[Ghost Train (Artifact)]
[Category: Artifact]
[Function: In virtual movement, it can quickly reach the destination.]
[Side Effect: During virtual movement, all senses except vision are lost.]
(Description: The train will take you anywhere; you can fill in the destination on the itinerary at the door (for unrecorded areas, it will arrive at the nearest station).)
The ticket is an Artifact.
The train is also an Artifact.
Well, they appear as a set.
Wu Heng fiddled with the control area; it was completely paralyzed. Whether buttons or control levers, they were all rusted and couldn't move.
That is to say, this train cannot be started conventionally.
Wu Heng walked around inside the driver's cabin.
His gaze followed under the driver's seat and vaguely saw something.
He hooked it out with something; it was an old, yellowed conductor's hat.
The corpse had turned to dust.
The conductor's hat was still here?
He bent down to pick it up, squinting his eyes again while holding it.
[Conductor's Hat (Artifact)]
[Category: Artifact]
[Function: Wearing the hat allows you to serve as the conductor.]
[Side Effect: Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder.]
(Description: Please remember your mission—to guide passengers to the next station.)
Wu Heng's eyes lit up and felt relieved.
So the way to leave was here.
It depended on whether one could open the driver's cabin door.
And the reason those dead bodies outside were trapped to death here was only one step away.
Wu Heng returned to the outside.
He searched all the corpses around; the equipment and items were all rotten, but he found some scattered silver coins and kept them.
After confirming there was nothing else to take here.
He put on the conductor's hat.
......
Woo~!
The train emitted a piercing whistle.
The headlights lit up.
Wu Heng boarded the train and took down the itinerary sheet next to the door, filling in "Rentam City."
Woo~!
The train started, instantly drilling into the void and disappearing.
Wu Heng sat on the chair, looking at the somewhat mottled walls and filthy floor.
He began to feel restless, extremely uncomfortable.
He wanted to tidy up, but he didn't have any tools, and even the spatial ring couldn't be opened.
He could only close his eyes and not look at the scene in front of him.
......
He didn't know how much time had passed.
The train stopped, and Wu Heng got off the train.
The train started again and disappeared.
It was already late at night.
In the distance, Rentam City could be seen.
It seemed that the train's stopping point maintained a certain distance from the city, rather than going directly into the city.
Wu Heng put away the Conductor's Hat and headed towards the manor where the previous battle took place.
In the manor, it was dark.
The air was filled with the scorched smell of burning corpses.
The central stone fortress, which had been damaged by gunfire, reflected some firelight.
Wu Heng had the surrounding skeletons make way and walked directly into the building.
Inside the building, Wen Mansa saw Wu Heng return and threw herself into his arms, saying softly, "Master, it's so good that you're okay."
"Hmm, how are things here?" Wu Heng patted her head.
Wen Mansa replied, "Nothing happened; this place was already quite hidden."
Wu Heng nodded and patted her lightly on the waist and hips, "Alright, let's finish up here so we can go home quickly."
"Mm-hmm!"
"Where is that mage's corpse?"
"Over here!" Wen Mansa led him to the manor courtyard. A tricycle was parked to the side, with two machine guns and the headless corpse placed on it.
Wu Heng looked at the corpse; the clothes were intact, and no one had touched it.
"Strip off everything from the body."
Two skeletons went over and stripped the corpse clean.
The clothes were piled aside.
Wu Heng bent down and took the spatial ring and necklace from the other's hand.