Irwin rarely doubted his writing ability. Even though he was not a professional and had a bumpy career, his overwhelming self-confidence made him ignore all doubts from the moment he wrote the first character.
He thought he would always be so confident, but when the time for the ticket was fixed and the train that only existed in his distant memory was about to approach him, Irwin realized how frightened and uneasy he was.
Irwin knew why he was happy, and he also understood why he was afraid. He tried to describe his mood at this time, but he racked his brains and couldn't think of a suitable sentence to explain it perfectly.
This caused Irwin great pain. Fortunately, his pain was short-lived. He would soon be captured by huge joy, and Irwin's thirty-three years of hard pursuit would have a happy ending.
The story will come to its conclusion.
Irwin fantasized about his ending. He might die unwillingly, he might live contentedly, or he might not change anything, as if everything had happened.
Fortunately, Irvin was about to do it and complete the dirty secret hidden deep in Irvin's heart. He never told anyone the truth.
What's even more fortunate is that if everything goes well, Irwin won't have the chance to tell anyone else.
"Maybe this side is goodbye forever."
Irwin turned around while muttering to himself. Canary carried the white gull's head and walked towards the back of the car, where Gauld was placed and guarded by two team leaders. Aimu followed her.
I want to see if Dewar has made any progress.
Palmer and Hart were still sitting in their seats. Palmer was happily telling jokes. Hart was amused by him and his huge body was swaying. Borrowgo was sitting on the other side, looking at the scenery outside the car window.
Irwin only spent a short time with these Sublime Ones, but this short time completely refreshed Irwin's understanding of them.
The Sublime One is also a human being in nature, with seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, rather than a cold-headed killing machine. What is even more unexpected for Irwin is that everyone likes his works, and this wonderful recognition is even stronger.
Irwin's confidence.
Finally, her eyes moved and fell on Cinderella. She leaned next to Hart and grabbed Hart's furry hair hard. She was a familiar guy, and she easily blended in with her harmless appearance.
In the atmosphere, scattered hair scratched the skin, causing an itchy feeling.
Until the end, Irwin still didn't understand this girl and had no chance to understand. Irwin didn't think too much. Life is like this. There are very few things you can control. You just go with the flow. There are too many unresolved questions.
Mystery and regret, one more or one less will not change anything.
Irwin bid farewell to people in silence and walked towards the car in front. At the same time, Cinderella also noticed Irwin's sight. When she looked up, she only noticed a leaving figure and the closed door.
There were only passengers from the Bureau of Order in the entire train, and the other carriages were empty. Cinderella didn't know what Irwin was going to do, and at this time, Bologo stood up. Under Cinderella's gaze,
Borogo followed Irwin.
In Palmer's statement, Palmer described Irvin as an extremely amazing guy. There are not many people who can make Palmer amazed these days, so Boluogo has always wanted to talk to Irvin.
, but suffered from lack of suitable opportunities.
Boluogo thought that there would be a good opportunity after the game, but obviously, something unexpected happened.
In the sealed carriage, Bologg could detect the strange heartbeat. The sound was soft and almost undetectable. But with the umbilical cord that was deeply tied to the devil, Bologg could feel the heartbeat that almost resonated with his own.
It whispered in the darkness, telling crazy and strange words.
The cold snakes snaked around Boluogo's sleeves and gathered in the palm of his hand, ready to turn into a throat-sealing blade at any time.
After opening the car door and entering the next car, Bologg silently followed Irwin. Irwin didn't notice Bologo following him at all, and he continued to move towards the front of the car.
After passing several carriages, Irwin was already far away from the armed carriage at the rear. He staggered and opened the doors one after another.
Opening the side door, strong wind poured into the car, making Irwin unable to open his eyes. When he was young, Irwin would have jumped out without thinking, but now Irwin can't do it. With the scars he has now
If he jumped down with his tired body, he might really die.
Irwin had no choice. He could just go to that crazy banquet alone. He couldn't bring the other people in the car with him. This matter had nothing to do with them.
The inner struggle did not last long. Irwin mustered up the courage and was about to jump out when a group of cold snakes blocked the car door and solidified in front of Irwin, forming an impenetrable iron wall. A slight
A sharp pain came from the back of the neck, as if a thin needle had pierced the skin.
Irwin sighed, the accident happened. He raised his hands above his head and slowly turned around. Bologg's dark and cold blue eyes came into his eyes.
"Irving Fleischer, on the surface you are a respected author, but secretly you have been pursuing the knowledge of the otherworld."
Bologg strolled towards Irwin, speaking like a presiding judge reading out a verdict of guilt.
"You said that your pursuit is just to find inspiration. I can see this from your works. There are indeed many shadows of the extraordinary world.
Is this really the case? You are not afraid of the threat of death, and you have spent so many years just to seek inspiration for writing?"
Unlike Palmer, Bologg was not a fan of Irving. From the beginning, Bologg looked at Irvin from the most rational and indifferent perspective. Under Bologg's surveillance, Irving finally showed his true feelings.
The uneasy side.
"certainly."
Irwin was not intimidated by Bologg. He was thinking about how to escape. The time to board the train was getting closer and he could not be held back by Bologg.
"You have examined me and I am just an ordinary person, a pure ordinary person."
After Irvin finished speaking, he did not forget to fight back, "Are you always like this? You like to judge others from the most despicable angle."
"I don't like it," said Boluogo, "but often I have to do it."
"That's really a pity."
Boluogo asked, "In that case, what are you doing here?"
Irwin said, "I wanted to find a quiet place to collect my thoughts and prepare my writing materials."
"By the way, open the car door and prepare to jump out of the car and escape?" Boluogo smiled, "Irwin, you don't know enough about the extraordinary world."
The cold snakes crawled onto Irwin's body. Irwin was completely controlled by Boluogo and had no room to escape.
"I can feel the power in you, that crazy, evil, disgusting power that comes from the devil."
As Borogo told the story, the snake crawled under Irwin's clothes. Irwin wanted to resist, but the snake restrained him tightly, like a shackle cage, making him unable to move.
Bologg touched Irwin's most precious thing. Irwin looked furious, but was unable to resist. He could only watch the delicate snake pick up the ticket and bring it back to Bologg's hand.
"Give it back to me, Boluogo, and let me leave," Irwin tried to control his emotions, "You guys are not bad, I don't want to get you involved."
Boluogo ignored Irwin's words. He could clearly sense that the devil's power came from this small ticket.
"Happy Garden..."
Bologg read the words on it, strange and familiar words, which Bologg never thought he would read at this moment.
This is a ticket that can board the Happy Park train. Apart from the name of the train, it only has information about the boarding time. According to the time marked on it, the boarding time is just a few minutes later.
Boluogo blinked, and the marked time also changed accordingly. It was no longer a few minutes later, but...now!
The woman's vague mocking smile sounded in his ears, and at the same time, waves of etheric reactions erupted from the carriage at the rear of the train, as if a powerful enemy was coming. But except for his own etheric reaction, Boluogo couldn't detect any other reaction.
Etheric reaction.
The evil will plays tricks on mortals, and the time to board the train is advanced, and everything is too late.
The pitch-black night completely enveloped the sky, swallowing up all the light. The melodious whistle sounded in the endless darkness, and the railway tracks trembled violently.
Boluogo couldn't see what was going on outside, but he could sense what was happening in the outside world at this moment from the noisy sounds and tremors.
Without any warning, a train appeared on the tracks out of thin air and rumbled forward.
…
Canary saw Lebius at the back of the car. He seemed to be thinking about something, staring at the horizon in the distance for a long time. The sun was almost completely sinking into the darkness, leaving only the hazy light that was slowly dissipating.
Go, the night is coming.
Lebius turned his head. He was not familiar with Canary. It was Belphegor who connected the two. In the next period of time, they were in the same camp and had the same interests.
"there is a problem."
Canary looked at Lebius nervously, "If there were no Fangs of Death, I could solve this problem alone, but it's different now. I need your help."
As she spoke, she raised the dagger and took Bai Ou's head. In order to restrict Bai Ou's immortality and secret power, Canary used the contract object to seal the two of them together. Now Canary and Yi
There is no difference between an ordinary person, so she needs to be escorted by the Order Bureau on her return journey.
"what happens?"
Lebius took it seriously. Due to the special nature of Canary's identity, the troubles she encountered were usually related to the devil. In this operation, they had been entangled with the devil for too long.
Canary hesitated for a moment. She never imagined that her previous actions would have an impact on subsequent actions... Maybe this was also part of Belphegor's conspiracy, but she didn't have time to think about it.
Now Canary's best solution is to confess to Lebius and seek help from the Bureau of Order. She finally caught Bai Ou, and she must not let him go like this.
Canary took out a ticket and handed it to Lebius.
The moment Canary took out the ticket, Lebius noticed something strange about the ticket. When he saw the words on the ticket and the changing time, Lebius's expression turned completely cold.
"Happy Garden..."
Familiar yet unfamiliar name, Lebius once joined hands with Jeffrey to fight against Happy Garden in the past. However, what Happy Garden caused at that time was only an abnormal virtual domain event, which would randomly appear somewhere and cause disasters.
, and then left quietly.
Lebius knew of its existence, but never understood it. Even the Bureau of Order did not have many records about it. The only thing he knew was that the people who actually set foot in the Paradise never returned.
"What do you know?"
Lebius asked, "This is a train ticket, a train ticket to a train called Happy Park."
Damn it, could it be said that this strange and random virtual realm is essentially a train that never stops? So it can appear frequently between countries, causing endless disasters.
This was really not a good time to learn the secret, because Lebius saw that the boarding time on the train ticket was only ten minutes later.
Lebius doesn't know the strange mechanism of Happy Garden, but the approaching time is like a countdown bomb that will blow everyone to pieces.
"Poets have also studied the devil. Unlike other groups, the connection between us and the devil is still very close."
Canary didn't know if this was an advantage. While the other devils looked aloof, Belphegor was the only one who seemed particularly close to the poets, like friends.
"Devils cannot directly interfere with the world, and they have no specific form. It can be said that in the material world, they are subject to countless restrictions, but when you are in the territory of their material world, everything is different."
"The land of devils...I know this."
This is no secret to Lebius. The devil has the power to break the constraints of reality in his own country, such as the tyrant's wandering road and Belphegor's House of the Rising Sun.
Lebius suddenly realized what Canary was going to say, "No way..."
Canary's voice brought a bit of panic, "Happy Park, to be precise, the Happy Park train is the land of the Witch of Desire, a land that never stops running on the rails."
"I acted under Belphegor's order. This ticket was obtained when I was hunting the Zongge Band. It is a voucher for taking the ride to the Happy Park. It does not have a boarding location, because the Happy Park will take the initiative to find you...
…when it’s time to ride.”
Canary tried to keep her voice soft, "The ride time is approaching... The Happy Park is approaching us."
"Just for the original?"
The devil's personal arrival surprised and delighted Lebius. The importance of the original was once again proven, but this time he had no confidence that he could keep it.
Lebius thought that the worst situation would be to be attacked by the defenders rather than the devil himself.
"I don't know, who can know what these devils are thinking!"
Canary suddenly handed the Fang of Death to Lebius. When Lebius held the handle instead of her, the influence of the contract object would be passed on to Lebius.
"I originally prepared this ticket to hunt down the white gull... I have a way to avoid this, as long as I get off the bus. Her target is the person holding the ticket."
The Happy Park has locked her in, and the time is just around the corner. Even if she loses her ticket now, she can't escape from the Happy Park.
These people have already helped themselves, and there is no need for Canary to take them with her on the train that leads to no return.
Canary begged, "Bring him the white gull."
Lebius hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to reach out and take the Fang of Death, free Canary, and let her face the Happy Garden alone, Lebius suddenly found that the time on the ticket had changed again.
The time to board is now!
The two looked at each other, and from each other's eyes, they both read deafening emotions, and then this emotion seemed to penetrate reality and turned into an even more roaring whistle.
A dazzling light tore through the darkness. The light came not from the darkness at the end of the train, but from the front of the train.
It was as if a twisted and ferocious monster tore through the curtain of darkness and crawled into the real world. It waved thousands of arms and steel-like manes, and numerous white bones pierced the body and turned into a support structure.
When Lebius climbed onto the roof of the car, he could only see a group of bright lights approaching quickly, as if the train was heading towards the scorching sun.
The Happy Park is coming, like an evil plan, a cruel bet, it goes much faster than the time estimated on the ticket.
So close!
Lebius relied on the whistle, and his voice roared in the heart network.
Others had already noticed something strange the moment the whistle sounded. They stood up one after another, violent ethers rose and fell one after another, and the violent wolves broke free from the restraints of steel, jumped into the wilderness, and ran towards the approaching blazing sun.
The wolves rushed to cut the rails before the train arrived, but this could not stop the progress of the Happy Park at all. The blazing sun easily smashed the blade-biting wolves, crushing them into pieces all over the sky. The heavy rails stretched in front of the blazing sun.
, replacing the damaged rails.
The train coming from the story appeared on the track out of thin air, and then the two trains collided head-on without slowing down at all. They were like wild beasts meeting on a narrow road. They roared and then pounced on each other, biting each other in the most brutal way.
.
Approach, collide, smash.
In an instant, the locomotive turned into a rapidly expanding fireball, and the following carriages twisted and deformed, like a bent spine. Then another heavy locomotive crushed the fireworks and steel, pierced the spreading fireball, and rose up.
The sky was filled with rain of fire, igniting the pitch-black wilderness.
Violent concussions swept through the whole car, and everyone felt like they were being shaken in a can. The back and forth impact left people covered with bruises. Broken glass and splashing iron slag cut their bodies. Blood overflowed, and then they were surging.
The high temperature evaporates completely.
The Happy Park train was like a huge sword that went straight forward, continuously penetrating the carriages behind it, completely smashing them on the rails, like a huge python swallowing another small snake alive.
In the House of Rising Sun, all the visiting guests have left, and a new bet was established between Belphegor and Asmodeus under the witness of the astronauts.
"Then let's see who can win this bet, my blood relative."
Belphegor stared at the picture on the screen. In the twisted and collapsed carriage, Bologger grabbed Irwin, and the steel was repeatedly shaped by the spreading flames, expelling those deadly fragments.
Irwin stared blankly at the flying ticket, which was covered by flames seeping out of steel. Then the fireworks shattered, like a switching curtain, and the Happy Park locomotive turned into an advancing iron wall, breaking through the barrier.
Thirty-three years of pursuit, the dirty secret in the heart, Irving Fleischer's wish...
All this is within reach.
Two-in-one, same old, please give me some extra mercy from the alliance leaders. I went out to get an injection today, and I’m really dying recently.