My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 725 - 387: Death, Phantasm, Revenge

In the Real World port, after Xia Pingzhou released the "Black King Domain" and pulled Gu Qiye and Ayase Origami into the Chessboard realm, the sudden turmoil continued.

Amidst a roar, the Train Demon charged head-on towards the members of the brigade.

"Is it mad?"

Looking at the approaching train head, Bloodline tilted her head, squeezing out a trace of black blood from her fingertips.

Countless tiny blood balls rolled, flowed, and merged in the air, eventually forming a five-meter-long spear. She casually swung the spear, tossing the dragon blood-formed spear towards the Train Demon.

She was confident that this spear could pierce through the entire train directly.

"Boom——!"

Carrying a bloody wind, the black spear shot towards the train head of the Train Demon. Bloodline's pale golden hair flew, and her lips curled slightly.

Yet at this moment, the Single-sided Mirror on Ke Qirui's face flashed slightly. Instantly, a movie screen formed in front of the Train Demon. The train head tore through the air.

In an instant, the train plunged into the movie screen, avoiding the incoming black spear. Likewise, Bloodline's spear disappeared into the screen as well.

"Space Series abilities are really convenient..." Bloodline raised her eyebrows, thinking.

She couldn't imagine who, among Quasi-Catastrophe Level power users weaker than her, could block the spear she threw apart from such Space Series abilities.

The next second, another movie screen formed.

This time it appeared behind Tong Zizhu and Hacker. Then, behind Ryukawa Chiba, Robert, and Andrew, screens appeared one after another.

In a flash, movie screens opened above the port as if some creature in the void opened its eyes—massive suction from the screens pulled the five members of the brigade into them, making them vanish instantly!

Among them, only Ryukawa Chiba managed to turn his head before being sucked into the screen, looking back at the black-and-white Movie World.

Then, he smiled with interest, "Interesting..."

The suction from the movie screen wasn't irresistible, but the five either didn't react or had no desire to resist, each being swallowed by the screen.

They fell into Ke Qirui's movie space. At this moment, Yanmo Lin drew her sword, crouched slightly, stomping on the ground and dashing forward.

Her figure was light and swift, leaving hardly a trace of her presence, except for the murderous air carried by the wind. Her black school uniform skirt fluttered, and the demon blade swung out. The tip of the blade sliced through the night, tracing a path like a full moon.

The next moment, amidst the fierce wind breaking, a dazzling blade light slashed towards the train.

However, it was too late; the train head of the Train Demon had already plunged into the movie screen.

"Boom——!"

The remaining carriages were cut from the center by Yanmo Lin's Demon Blade, brushing past wooden huts and railings.

The carriages rumbled to the concrete ground, sparking fireworks like a screen, and then flipped into the sea, stirring a thousand waves with a burst.

By this moment, the entire port had suddenly become empty, no longer crowded as before.

Seven members of the White Crow Travel Brigade were separated, and now only four remained at the port: Urushibara Osamu, Bloodline, Yanmo Lin, and Anluns.

"Don't get lost in thoughts... we still have two guests overhead."

Bloodline muttered softly, raising her crimson eyes towards the Teaching Ruler descending from the sky. Immediately, a pair of wings woven from dark dragon blood unfolded behind her. She swung them wide, pulling back a substantial distance.

"Boom——!"

The silver-white Teaching Ruler crashed down, creating a deep pit on the port ground, fog and cracks on the floor spreading over a hundred meters.

Then, Ghost Bell and Su Wei slowly walked from the fog, the giant Teaching Ruler already shrinking into a regular ruler in Su Wei's hand.

With hands behind his back, Su Wei swept his gaze over the four members of the White Crow Travel Brigade through his glasses.

He reminded, "Zhuo'an, no need to be too desperate or impulsive; our goal is just to stop them, understand?"

"I understand, father-in-law." A hoarse voice emerged from beneath Ghost Bell's breathing helmet.

Yet, while saying this, his scarlet eyes locked tightly onto Urushibara Osamu, full of anger, his hardened facial muscles quivering slightly.

"Oh... this is indeed a big surprise, Longevity Love-Chasing Old Lady, Miss Ripper, it seems we must quickly resolve these two and then support our newcomers and doctors."

Anluns spoke leisurely, stuffing his hands in his English suit pockets, smiled, and walked a few steps forward, his blue eyes gazing intently at Su Wei.

"You speak as if no one knows what should be done... don't underestimate them, they came prepared." Yanmo Lin stated expressionlessly, lowering her sword, moving closer to Anluns, standing side by side.

Bloodline looked at Ghost Bell, teasing, "It's you again... the grumpy Clock Tower uncle from the auction, didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Ghost Bell squinted his eyes without responding. He recognized these four, rather than saying, he knew them all too well.