My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 158 - 120: Storm, Tokyo, Bloody Auction (Part 5)_2

A stack of paper sheets flew out from her sleeve, gathering mid-air into a giant paper dragon. The layers of scales formed by the sheets overlapped each other, opening and closing rhythmically. The paper dragon descended from the sky, crouching on the silent street like a scene from a silent film.

Suddenly, a faint engine noise came from the sky, echoing down the silent street.

"The sound of a train engine?" the Bloodline wondered.

Ayase Origami, without any hesitation, controlled the paper dragon to vibrate its wings and shoot towards Ke Qirui.

At this moment, a film screen suddenly appeared behind Ke Qirui. She took a slight step back and was absorbed into the screen, her figure appearing on the rooftop of a building on the west side of the street.

Under the dark moon, she quietly looked down at the Bloodline and Ayase Origami on the street.

As time passed, the engine noise covering the silent street grew louder, as if it was about to drown the entire world.

Ke Qirui said indifferently, "It’s been so long since there’s a match that can let it appear, everyone thinks it’s just a means of transportation, but actually... it’s a monster that eats people."

In an instant, the paper dragon vibrated its wings, stirring up a gust of wind, roaring and soaring like a forest-white electric drill, charging towards Ke Qirui.

But at that second, the engine noise within the silent film world reached its peak.

"Boom——!"

With an explosive roar, a space crack opened suddenly in mid-air.

Under the dark moon, a retro-style train engine, entirely in dark red, emerged from the crack, followed by a car body nearly a hundred meters long protruding from the crack.

The world fell silent, as if torn apart by this unexpected dark red color.

The next instant, the train collided with the ascending paper dragon. The moment the engine hit the forest-white paper scales, the entire world seemed to tremble.

Following this, the paper dragon’s body was shattered into countless sheets by an unstoppable force.

The scattered sheets fell slowly in the silent film world, like rain gently descending on the street, passing over the heads of the Bloodline and Ayase Origami.

Both raised their eyebrows and looked towards the engine of the train.

On the engine appeared a dark red face, aged, with long and thick eyebrows. Steam was puffing from its nostrils, its mouth tightly pursed, imitating the look of a grumpy little old man.

"This is the legendary monster—the ’Train Demon.’

The Bloodline gazed at the demon face embedded in the engine and couldn’t help but tug at the corners of their mouth, "Today has truly been enlightening."

"Annoying..."

Ayase Origami whispered to herself, her gaze growing colder. She combined the falling paper sheets in mid-air into paper butterflies, encircling herself.

At the same time, Ke Qirui slowly pulled a smoking pipe from her coat pocket and clenched it between her lips, forming film screens above her head.

Train Demon’s figure was split by countless film screens, scattering messily in mid-air. North, west, south, east—no matter which direction one looked, pieces of the train could be seen emerging from the screens.

In the end, the shattered train formed into a "Mobius loop" shape in mid-air, spinning overhead Ke Qirui in a folding manner.

Under the dark moon, Ke Qirui’s clear strands of hair swayed in the wind.

Her left hand tucked into her coat pocket, right hand gripping the smoking pipe. She lowered her head close to the pipe, calmly inhaling smoke, eyes overlooking the two on the street.

"So then... my dear ladies, let’s see who really is the main character of this silent film." She gazed at the Bloodline and Ayase Origami through a monocle, slowly curling her lips into a smile. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

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Meanwhile, inside the auction venue in the real world.

On the auction stage, Lan Duoduo, holding the Anecdote Atlas, swayed slightly as she glanced around, unable to find the Bloodline and Ayase Origami within the venue.

She tilted herself, leaning against Xia Pingzhou’s shoulder, shaking his neck with surprise:

"Oh my, my goodness! Rookie! Where are the vampire and the young lady? Just vanished like that?"

"Taken away by that woman’s Movie Demon," Xia Pingzhou said expressionlessly.

He stared motionlessly at the entrance of the venue.

Xu Sanyan approached the auction stage and summoned the Celestial Driver— a pitch-black umbrella emerged out of thin air. He slightly bent forward, grasping the dark red handle, suddenly raising the umbrella tip towards Lan Duoduo, pulling the trigger.

"Bang!" Alongside a sharp gunshot, a silver bullet shot out from the umbrella tip!

Lan Duoduo glanced sideways, and a card engraved with silver patterns flew out from Lan Duoduo’s Anecdote Atlas. She grabbed the card and crushed it with a "crack."

"Popular-level Anecdote - Deep Mountain Yeti," Lan Duoduo mouthed silently.

At her words, a seven-meter tall giant covered in snow appeared in front of Lan Duoduo, lowering its scarlet eyes, crossing its arms.

The silver bullet struck the Deep Mountain Yeti’s arms, instantly exploding into a patch of scorching fog, ravaging the Yeti’s body, melting the snow on its surface, but ultimately unable to break through its thick epidermis.

Xu Sanyan, expressionless: "Anecdote Envoy, huh... Let’s hope a generational-level Anecdote doesn’t come out."

Lin Zhengquan said coldly, "Xu Sanyan, generational-level Anecdotes aren’t something found everywhere."

The Deep Mountain Yeti panted heavily, lifting its scarlet eyes, its feet stamping a web-like pit in the ground, shooting towards Xu Sanyan like a massive cannonball.

At this moment, Lin Zhengquan summoned the Celestial Driver.

A huge layer of mechanical prosthetics covered him, transforming him into a three-meter tall mechanical giant. Stepping heavily, he roared as he charged towards the Yeti, swinging his right hand coated in metal gloves.

The Deep Mountain Yeti was blasted back two meters, the snowflakes on its body falling to the ground.

"Number 5, hold off these two," Xia Pingzhou said to Lan Duoduo, "I’ll deal with that leftover hiding at the back and then come to help you."

"Don’t call me Number 5, call me Lan Duoduo!" Lan Duoduo grumbled, taking out another silver Anecdote Card from the Anecdote Atlas, raising her hand and crushing it, "Popular-level Anecdote - Headless Knight."

Her words triggered a sharp horse neigh resounding through the venue, followed by a ghostly horse galloping down from mid-air. On its back, an armored Headless Knight wielding a lance.

The Headless Knight rode the ghost horse headlong, joining the Deep Mountain Yeti to confront Lin Zhengquan.

"Calm down... calm down, I have to do something."

Su Zimai frowned, summoning the Celestial Driver—a magic glove appeared on her right hand, along with a black top hat and a red cape on her back.

Looking just like a little magician.

As she was about to dash forward, she suddenly saw a silver-white figure appear from the corner of the venue, approaching with phantom-like speed.

Su Zimai paused for a moment, lowering her gaze, only to see a luxurious silver statue burning blue flames within its eye sockets. A long cold flame extended from the corner of its eye in the air, with its right hand clutching a dagger reflecting a chilling glow.

Meanwhile, Xia Pingzhou evaded the battlefield between Lan Duoduo and Lin Xu, walking slowly from the corner of the auction stage.

Black-and-white hues surrounded him, forming a ring-shaped chessboard. On the board, projections of chess pieces orbited him like satellites, spinning slowly.

Xia Pingzhou looked at Su Zimai expressionlessly, as if staring at a corpse.

Su Zimai returned his gaze coldly, whispering one word at a time:

"Then let’s go."

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