Chapter 1424: The Final Escape

"A Fusionist?" Pu Xiazhan frowned, her entire body tensing up in alert.

Han Meng checked his breathing, and after confirming he was still alive, he patted his shoulder:

"Zhao Yi."

Under Han Meng's shaking, Zhao Yi finally opened his eyes slowly. Seeing that familiar face, he was slightly stunned...

"Officer Han Meng?"

"Why are you sleeping here?"

"I..." Zhao Yi recalled what had happened before he lost consciousness, and his expression turned gloomy.

Boom—

The roar of Calamities crashing into the ruins came from afar. Han Meng checked the time, hoisted Zhao Yi from the ruins, and prepared to head toward the Domain Train.

"You're going to bring him onto the Domain Train?" Pu Xiazhan asked in astonishment. "He's a Fusionist!"

Everyone knew how the South Sea Domain had been breached, and Pu Xiazhan had witnessed with her own eyes how the rampaging Fusionists had killed the members of the Pu family. In their eyes, Zhao Yi was undoubtedly a ticking time bomb, liable to lose control at any moment.

"If he were going to lose control, he would have done so already," Han Meng replied calmly. "The fact that he survived Ye Mu's hands proves that he's fine."

Pu Xiazhan was still worried, but she looked at the weak Zhao Yi, hesitated for a moment, and ultimately chose to trust Han Meng.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the location of the signal flare.

The signal flare hadn't been launched from the Domain Train station; after all, the moment the entire Fusionist faction lost control, they had destroyed the entire station to prevent anyone from escaping the South Sea Domain... What stood before the three of them was a temporary warehouse used to store the Domain Train.

Inside the warehouse, the engine of the Domain Train was hooked up to a single carriage. Several figures were already standing inside the carriage, working to start the train.

"Xiazhan!"

Pu Chunshu's eyes lit up when he saw Pu Xiazhan, and the heart that had been hanging in his chest finally settled.

Besides Pu Chunshu, the head of the Pu family, covered in wounds, was also in the carriage. However, his condition seemed very poor; his body was riddled with wounds left by Calamities. Beside him, a survivor of the Medical God Path was working hard to treat him, and Pu Shu along with two or three other Pu family survivors were gathered around.

Seeing Han Meng arrive, the weak head of the Pu family squeezed out a smile and nodded slightly at him, acknowledging his presence.

Pu Shu, standing to the side, had a face that darkened imperceptibly, as if complaining to the heavens why they hadn't let a guy like Han Meng die at the hands of the Calamities... But as much as he grumbled internally, with the head of the Pu family and the others present, he didn't dare to say anything.

"Where is Uncle Sanyuan?" Pu Xiazhan asked, puzzled.

"He is still clearing the Calamities along the tracks to open a path for us," the Pu family head replied. "That we were able to survive this time is all thanks to Sanyuan..."

The Scholar's combat prowess had been displayed to the fullest in this war. After all, he was much younger than the Pu family head and the others, and more adept at fighting, becoming the group's only hope for now.

Han Meng stepped onto the carriage, his gaze quickly drawn to the corner of the carriage, where the blind man was also lying on the verge of death.

However, unlike the Pu family head, there were no obvious Calamity wounds on the blind man, but his life force was like withered grass in the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any moment. His hair was dry and falling out, and two streaks of blood-tears were congealed on his cheeks. He sat in the corner, motionless, like a sculpture of utter despair.

"Wait, why did you bring a Fusionist on board??" On the other side of the carriage, a councilman stood up abruptly. "He's going to get us all killed!"

Compared to the others who had suffered battle damage, this councilman was excessively clean; not only did he have no wounds, but even the hem of his clothes wasn't stained with dust, as if he had hidden in this carriage the moment the great battle began.

Feeling the councilman's aggressive gaze, along with the wary looks from the others, Zhao Yi's weak body trembled slightly...

He didn't refute anything, just silently lowered his head, saying nothing.

"Shut your mouth." Han Meng couldn't be bothered to waste words on such a deserter. He raised his muzzle directly to the councilman's forehead and said coldly, "Say one more word, and I won't mind killing a piece of trash to lighten the load of this carriage."

The councilman's throat was full of difficult and vicious remarks, but they were blocked by Han Meng's single sentence, and he didn't dare to utter a single word.

He had already offended Han Meng severely, and now he was the most useless person on the train. If Han Meng really shot him, he feared the others wouldn't even stop him.

"Let him come up..." the blind man said weakly from the corner. "He is not under the control of Thought Calamity."

The blind man had already seen Thought Calamity's layout with his own eyes; among the threads of thought extended by Thought Calamity, he had not seen Zhao Yi's shadow.

With the blind man speaking up, the others naturally had no more objections, and Zhao Yi was placed on a seat.

At the same time, a roaring whistle sounded from the front of the train...

Vroom, vroom, vroom—

With the power pushed to the limit, the carriage trembled and moved forward, leaving the warehouse and speeding along the tracks toward the edge of the domain.

Everyone gripped the objects beside them, looking out the window. At this moment, the Calamities on the nearby streets had heard the whistle and were quickly turning their direction, surging toward them.

"Can this train really break out of the South Sea Domain?" the councilman asked anxiously, his face deathly pale.

"I don't know," the Pu family head paused for a moment. "But at least, compared to fleeing separately, our survival rate is higher if we stay together."

The Domain Train itself possessed the effect of dispersing Calamities. Coupled with two Eighth-Rankers escorting the train, and the other survivors in the carriage mostly being of Sixth or Seventh-Rank combat strength, this was absolutely the safest way to leave.

The whistle roared, and the train began to accelerate wildly through the ruins. The engine, built with the painstaking efforts of the Heaven-Reaching Tower, smashed through all the ruins in its path with unstoppable force, sending billowing dust and smoke flying!

The Witch God Path marks spread across the train and the tracks lit up continuously. When the lower-ranked Calamities rushed near the Domain Train, they seemed to be affected by some kind of power, subconsciously stopping their movements and retreating cautiously...

As the train moved, a scholar walked through the air above the tracks, surrounded by countless characters, as if escorting the train.

But the next moment, a low, beastly roar came from afar!

Moo————!!!

The aura of world-destruction mixed with bone-chilling cold, swirling over the ruins. The Eighth-Rank Calamities scattered in every corner seemed to receive some kind of guidance simultaneously, rushing madly toward the direction the train was heading!

They didn't approach with their physical bodies directly, but instead stirred up waves on the frost-covered earth, condensing countless giant ice blades that smashed down upon the accelerating Domain Train like a deluge!

"Oh no." The Pu family head's expression was incredibly ugly.

"Those two World-Destroyers... don't seem to want to let us leave."