Back at the auction house, he single-handedly faced four people, but in the end, he was found by the ninja lurking in the shadows.
If it weren't for that ninja threatening him with Gu Qiye's life, he would have died at the auction house with a mad dog's grip on one of their necks.
At this mont, Urushibara Osamu stood silently atop the wooden house, looking down on the entire situation.
He didn't think the three mbers of the Ghost Train Corps could handle the five mbers who were pulled into the film space. So, even if Ke Qirui used this tactic to divide the mbers, it didn't matter. Those erging from the film screen would surely be his team mbers.
In contrast, the more suspenseful situation was naturally with Xia Pingzhou's side — Gu Qiye was no longer the "Blue Arc" they saw at the auction. Having ascended to the Catastrophe Level, his speed-related superpower, which was already hard to target, beca even more formidable.
Since Xia Pingzhou dragged Gu Qiye into the domain, no other mbers could help him. He could only rely on Ayase Origami, trying to see if they could delay Gu Qiye and pull this most dangerous opponent away from the main battleground.
After understanding the situation, Urushibara Osamu lowered his head and looked towards Ghost Bell and Su Wei. Suddenly, a black crow flew off the back of his hand.
"Bloodline, help handle Ghost Bell." Urushibara Osamu ordered, "Anluns, Jack the Ripper, leave that bespectacled one to you. Be careful; we still don't know what abilities they have."
As he spoke, the crow, holding a playing card, flew swiftly towards Ghost Bell.
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At the sa ti, inside the film space.
In the black-and-white silent world, the long street was empty with rare signs of life.
On both sides of the street, rows of symtrical Gothic architecture stood facing each other, while a huge clock tower lood at the end of the street. The pendulum swayed, with the lodious chi spreading far and wide.
The next mont, the train demon's engine erged from within the film screen, with the rest of the train hidden inside.
At this mont, the giant engine hovered in mid-air, the train demon's brows nearly furrowed together, exhaling white steam with a "huff huff" sound.
Ke Qirui stood on the engine, lowering the brim of her beret, while Su Zimai and Xu Sanyan stood beside her, as the three mbers of the Ghost Train Corps stood side by side.
Through a single-sided mirror, she gazed afar at the five scattered group mbers on the long street.
Su Zimai adjusted the Magic Gloves, lowering her small face slightly, "Captain, they've co in as planned, those five weakest mbers."
"Don't rush now." Ke Qirui said softly, "Our mission is to delay them, not kill them. As long as we trap them in the movie world, that's enough. They have the pressure to attack; we just need to defend well enough."
"Understood." Su Zimai nodded.
At this mont, on the other side of the movie world, Tong Zizhu stood on the black-and-white long street, looking up at the black moon in the sky, unable to help but widen her eyes.
"What the heck is going on now?"
She murmured incredulously to herself, looking around in awe at this silent movie-like world. Soon, she saw Ke Qirui, Su Zimai, and Xu Sanyan in the sky in the distance.
"They're the ones behind this, right?" Tong Zizhu put a hand on her waist, staring at the distant trio.
Robert scratched his chanical head, "That's right, this is the space created by the Movie Demon. The boss lady and the old lady talked about this with us before, didn't expect to fall for it ourselves this ti."
"So annoying... my bullets aren't ant for you small fries..." Andrew said gloomily, putting the two "Ember Shots" and two "Dragon Ash" from his right hand back into the pockets of his cowboy jacket and gripping the sniper rifle tightly.
"So, as long as we take them down, we can get out of here?" Tong Zizhu turned to ask them.
"That's right." The hacker nodded, "That's what the previous intel said. Although it seems we have the advantage in numbers, they brought us in knowing we're functional mbers, not as strong as the other mbers in combat."
"Am I being underestimated then, being grouped with you as a functional mber?"
Andrew whispered hoarsely to himself, his face twitching slightly. He glared at the trio on the hovering train like a venomous wolf. His left hand kept filling bullets into the sniper rifle, and the "clack-clack" sound of cases scraping against the magazine broke the silent film world's stillness.
The hacker shrugged, tugging at his jumpsuit straps, "So, can you guys take down these three small fries? Shouldn't need , the hacker, to lend a hand, right?"
"What's it to you? Get lost, kid." Andrew said coldly.
"Fine, I'll team up with the doctor then." The hacker said, suddenly turning into a data stream,
Ryukawa Chiba smiled slightly, "It's been a while since I fought with others. Over the years, I've been comfortably ensconced in prison. I hope you all will take care of ."
"Alright, doctor, if you can't manage, just sit back and watch. Let Andrew blow them apart."
The hacker said, putting on an "I get you" expression, placing a hand on Ryukawa Chiba's shoulder.
Ryukawa Chiba smiled helplessly, shrugging his shoulders.
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