At first, Lin Yu honestly didn't quite understand why Li Nian felt reassured the moment she saw Wang Yuyang.
Even if you ignored the colossal thing in the sky—assuming this so-called Throne of Wrath wouldn't intervene—just the fact that the Delta Team Leader had upgraded equipment made him look like no easy opponent.
If the fighter had been someone at the level of Fish, Li Hua, or Robin—those kinds of masters, either with strange, unpredictable abilities or overwhelmingly powerful gadgets—taking this guy down shouldn't be a problem.
After all, they were Third Tier experts—even among Third Tier, they were the stronger ones.
But Wang Yuyang was only Second Tier, on the same "rank" as Li Nian.
Even if he did have some strength and had cleared grunts quickly earlier, why would Li Nian feel so sure of victory?
Lin Yu understood once he saw Wang Yuyang himself at that moment.
Wang Yuyang stood at the broken opening on top of the carriage, looking down from above at the scene inside Carriage One.
"This is exaggerated..."
Wang Yuyang was still wearing a black casual shirt, but over it was a layer of cold machinery.
Like an exoskeleton battle suit, the equipment covered him—but compared to the streamlined, high-tech external apparatus on the Delta Team Leader, Wang Yuyang's armor looked harsher and more rugged, as if it were battlefield-issued gear tempered through countless strikes.
Exposed springs and gears formed mechanical drive structures, and some crimson wiring was woven through them.
"Sorry, it's a bit hard to concretize this thing, so I'm a little late," Wang Yuyang said as his gaze shifted toward the Delta Team Leader, his voice cool.
"How nice, you seem to be playing with 'mechs' too. This battle is looking promising!"
The Delta Team Leader turned his head.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Never mind—if you're bringing a bunch of junk here to seek death, I'll help you achieve it!"
As he spoke, the mechanical arm on his left shoulder opened and unleashed a crimson beam.
The strike aimed straight for Wang Yuyang's face, but—
"Shh!"
Wang Yuyang didn't dodge. He simply lifted his forearm, and white metal along his lower arm blocked the attack, leaving him completely unharmed.
"Dirty tricks."
Wang Yuyang tossed out the comment, then drove with his legs—the mechanical structure outside his lower body creaked as metal deformed, and he shot toward the Delta Team Leader like a falling meteor.
"Bang!"
Two metal constructs smashed together, sparks flying, iron singing like a lament!
Two massive blades appeared in Wang Yuyang's hands—two thick iron plates almost the size of shutters, yet they moved and twirled with surprising lightness!
Even though the Delta Team Leader had four mechanical arms, being dragged into Wang Yuyang's rhythm, he found himself entangled in the clash.
Lin Yu glanced over and said aloud.
"Oh wow, Wing Chun Eight-Slashing Blades—Brother Wang knows quite a mix."
Fu Luo exclaimed in astonishment, "You can tell that? Have you practiced it?"
"I did practice—otherwise would I have gotten beaten so helplessly just now?" Lin Yu shook his head calmly. "I only saw it in a movie... Have you not seen it? 'Master,' it's all about Wing Chun."
"I only know 'Ip Man,'" Li Nian said with a grin. "I'll take on ten!"
The three players chatted casually, but Baron Coleman and Pang Kedo, who were just recovering, didn't dare relax.
"Shouldn't we go help?" Pang Kedo asked quietly.
"This level of fight we can't butt into," Li Nian waved her hand. "Don't make things worse... Trust him—I've got a sense of his strength."
Baron Coleman worriedly looked up at the Throne of Wrath overhead.
"If that thing powers up and comes down, even if it avoids using mass-destruction weapons for fear of wrecking the Despair Train, with that support, that guy will be hard to beat!"
Sure enough, what happened next confirmed Baron Coleman's worry.
Under Wang Yuyang's relentless assault, he seized an opportunity and severed two of the opponent's mechanical arms with two slashes.
Before he could press the advantage and expand the victory, new parts flew out from the Throne of Wrath to replace the damaged limbs.
It was like a huge logistics depot supporting the Delta Team Leader, giving him near-infinite fault tolerance.
Seeing that, Wang Yuyang frowned slightly.
"They even have that."
The Delta Team Leader sneered, "What, were you still imagining a fair duel?"
After switching to new mechanical arms, he launched another sudden assault.
Two new arms clamped Wang Yuyang's blades, and the turret behind him erupted in the opposite direction, thrusting them both onto the carriage roof!
"I'm not here to play noble duels with you—I am here to annihilate you!"
The Delta Team Leader roared, then launched a counterattack against Wang Yuyang on the roof!
The Despair Train screamed forward, gale-force winds sweeping across the roof, making it a struggle just to keep footing.
Especially after Wang Yuyang was brought out of the carriage, the Throne of Wrath in the sky, now that he’d been pulled away from the Despair Furnace inside Carriage One, seemed to unlock some of its long-range firepower!
Below, bird-like floating turrets launched and poured concentrated barrages toward Wang Yuyang.
Pang Kedo's face changed dramatically. "Damn! We have to help him!"
But Lin Yu held him back.
"Stay calm."
Li Nian remained composed.
Although Lin Yu didn't fully know Wang Yuyang, Li Nian had already spoken, and he trusted her judgment.
He also had a vague feeling...
Even though it looked like Wang Yuyang was at a disadvantage up on the roof, Lin Yu felt this was exactly what Wang Yuyang had wanted.
This guy had first appeared on this carriage's roof! Maybe everything now was the result of deliberate baiting by Wang Yuyang.
Just as that thought surfaced in Lin Yu's mind, Wang Yuyang shouted again.
"This is trouble, Yuqiang!"
The moment Wang Yuyang's voice dropped, Pan Yuqiang's voice answered cheerfully.
"Got it."
Then...
From the shadowed rear of the carriage roof, a girl's figure emerged.
Pan Yuqiang smiled as she raised both hands—in them was something strange.
It looked like a thick hemp rope, but it seemed to be connected to something, trailing back into the darkness behind her.
"Though I haven't finished a detailed investigation... your actions are already enough to convict you."
She stepped forward lightly;
Wang Yuyang shielded her from the floating turret fire.
Pan Yuqiang reached out, and the rope looped around the Team Leader's body.
Then...
Tighten!
Down he went!
Dragged along!
It was just an ordinary hemp rope, but it seemed to possess an irresistible force—even impossible to slice through.
"Damn! Damn!"
The Delta Team Leader grabbed the rope around his neck desperately, trying to resist, but it was all in vain.
Soon, his heavy body was hoisted high—the Throne of Wrath's lights tracked and revealed what had been hidden in the shadows...
"The Gallows! The Murder Weapon is the Gallows' 'Killer'!"
Fu Luo shouted out.
"'Citalopram'... so she's the 'Executioner'!"
Pan Yuqiang on the roof turned to look at Fu Luo and laughed.
"Oh my, discovered... Detective, you really are well-informed!"
"Well then, please keep my secret, okay?"
After saying that, she suddenly whipped her head back and looked at Wang Yuyang who was about to jump back into the carriage.
"Stop, Yuyang—what I said earlier wasn't about silencing anyone!"