The train named death was speeding forward, and the weird passengers were still sitting in their seats and remained silent.

The three of Sean walked quickly towards the dining car at the end of the train.

"So..." Moonlight was still thinking about what happened just now, "How did you know? This spiritual world originally belonged to Paixitrik, who was in charge of the North New Zealand railway network?"

Unlike traditional gods, the demigods born in the modern era have faded away from their individuality, rarely appearing, and are rarely mentioned by name.

They are more like a symbol than the concept of "god".

Sean said as he walked: "The modern gods have no specific believers and sects, and they no longer appear.

"Like Paihitrik, every choice of long-distance travel, every ticket purchased, and every increase in the stock of the railway company have replaced traditional beliefs and nourished the guardian of the steel rails.

"The convenience of the modern age has given them the space and soil for their existence. They don't need to preach, they don't need to consolidate their beliefs, as long as someone takes the train, he is respected and worshipped...

"The same goes for the other modern gods.

"Such favorable conditions also make the modern gods seem to be unwilling to make progress, as if they no longer have the ambition of the ancient gods."

"Their existence has been completely downplayed." Sean looked back at his teammates, "Ordinary people in Changshi don't know their existence, and even explorers rarely interact with them.

"However, what can never be forgotten is that," Sean raised his finger, "even if they are forgotten and rarely shown, they still have godheads."

"Where there is a godhead, there is spirituality and divine power."

After possessing the belief of Ms. Hersheys, Sean understood a lot: "Even if the gods themselves are no longer interested in using their own souls, it does not prevent someone from coveting their abilities and turning them into their own weapons."

After the gods sailed away, the names and taboos of the gods were gradually forgotten by people.

In the 15th century, when Keen returned, many gods were forced to stay.

After the dawn of rationality, they are actually out of tune with this modern age.

But due to inexplicable reasons, it stayed in the human world.

Just like the rising sun is blocked by clouds, and the shadow remains on the earth.

Wandering gods, demigods, modernized gods, these marginalized gods can only coexist with this era in an unsuitable way.

They don't have the power as powerful as righteous gods, nor do they have the crazy ambitions of the old masters.

In short, they are not very powerful, so they have become the target of some people because of their godhead.

"Northern New York Traveler" Patrick is somewhat similar to "Lord of Midnight Paradise" Peter Pan.

The difference is that when Peter Pan provided services to those people, he maintained his independent thinking ability.

But Paixitrike was directly occupied by the bird's nest, completely lost consciousness, and his spiritual world was also used by others.

"And the one who sealed Paihitrik, transformed his power all over the railway tracks, and the train-like spirit room into a miniature hell..."

Sean thought of the black sun on that door.

"It is the owner of that black sun."

Who the **** is that?

The black sun symbolizes a certain hidden sect?

Sean narrowed his eyes: he is definitely a very troublesome opponent who can treat gods as his playthings.

The three of Sean have already returned to the dining car where they left, and the whole train is slowly fading away.

Like a mountain peak, the gray giant whose face was covered with a shroud cast his indescribable gaze on this place.

That existence quickly calculated the sins and hard labor of the "passengers" and "food" on the train, and decided where to go for them...

The poor souls who have been imprisoned here have been sublimated and are drifting away little by little.

In the dining car, Sean continued to explain to Moonlight:

"To be able to collect all kinds of tragedies along the entire North New Zealand railway network and build such a spiritual world, this kind of power can only be possessed by Paixitrike.

"But this spirit completely lost its mind and fell into a state of insanity and distortion - not like a demigod.

"Combined with this contradiction, my guess also emerged: someone polluted or imprisoned Paihitrik."

"In short, this time the situation is quite lucky.

"Paxitrix is ​​just asleep, not tainted.

"With his cooperation, we can purify this place so easily."

Otherwise, Sean and his party will have to face another enemy like Peter Pan.

The train named "Death" that shuttled through the depths of the world began to shake violently. The last scene Xiao En and the three saw was that the carriage became completely transparent, and those souls finally got rid of the prison and transformed into For the point of light, go upstream towards the spirit ring.

Looking at James who turned into light in front of him, Sean saluted again.

With a flash of light, they returned to the Northland Express.

The train was still running quietly in the wind and snow.

Soft lighting, calm air. Even the whistling of the north wind has become lovely.

Returning from the depths that made people crazy, Moonlight realized the beauty of the eternal world.

Like a cave for people to hide from a blizzard.

"So, people would rather live in illusions than know the truth." Moonlight thought with some regret.

Seeing the surprised eyes of those living people at this moment, Moonlight felt that they were lucky and pitiful.

With the train conductor and flight attendants, the enchanted Panza almost rushed into the dining car.

"You are back!

"How? What the **** happened?"

The three of Xiao En exchanged glances calmly, and Sea of ​​Glimmer slowly said, "It's a pity that the missing people have all suffered misfortune.

"We just went to a spiritual world in the form of a train, and in that spiritual world, there are many cannibalistic monsters.

"Those monsters killed them all."

Sean used the psychic to bring back something: it was a relic brought out by the way in the dining car smeared with flesh and blood.

Blood-stained pearl necklaces, dirty purses, and blood-stained top hats, etc...

Sean told Pan Sha directly about these situations.

However, the flight attendant standing by was also entitled to know the facts, so he spoke up without hesitation.

The truth of the matter obviously had a shock to these people.

Pan Sha's reaction was okay, he just didn't speak for a while.

The train conductor and flight attendant Jerry's faces were ashen. Looking at those relics, the young man seemed to be about to vomit.

Possessed Pan Sha waited for a long time before saying: "Is there a spiritual world? There is a spiritual world on the railway..."

He could feel that Xiao En and the others had a sulfur smell that belonged to the depths of the world.

A spirit world that can go deep into the world and exist on the track...

His reserve of mysterious knowledge allowed him to roughly guess what the enemy was: the level of a fallen wandering god.

It is very likely to be related to the "Northern New York Traveler" Patrick.

It is not an existence that ordinary explorers can face.

"...seems like an enemy we can't handle,

"I didn't expect ~lightnovelpub.net~ that you would 'win the lottery'." Pan Sha shook his head, "However, since it's you, it must be no problem to escape."

He sighed.

Moonlight looked at Pan Sha strangely, and shook his head: "No, it's not a lottery."

He turned his head to look at Sean, as if he felt that the other party's words were confusing.

Moonlight then went on to explain to Panza: "We didn't escape—we decontaminated that train."

Hearing what Yueguang said, Pan Sha froze for a few seconds...

Then, the eyes opened wider and wider.

Clean, purified? !

Purify such a spiritual world? !

His eyes seemed to be seeing a mysterious loss of control happening in front of him.