System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 907 - 347: The Bronze Gate

Thirty minutes later.

Chen Mang’s brow moved slightly, sensing something and nodding lightly, gaining a bit more confidence.

Thirty minutes earlier.

He spent a considerable amount of money to find a Train Captain at the front of the team, asking him to sneak a refrigerator into his Spatial Bag and take it through the "Bronze Gate." Such a seemingly simple task took him a great deal of effort.

The main issue was...

The Train Captain truly viewed the "Bronze Gate" as a Holy Land, considering this a potential desecration and great disrespect to Satan.

Of course.

In the face of sufficient profit, the Train Captain eventually accepted these risks willingly.

Right now—

He felt that the refrigerator had already entered the Bronze Gate and was in normal working condition, which meant that the "Bronze Gate" couldn’t isolate the connection between the two refrigerators, making his escape much easier.

...

The queue was quite long.

But the entry speed was rapid, and the worries he harbored didn’t materialize. There was no audit at the entrance of the Bronze Gate; all that was required was a Train Captain’s credential to enter, proving oneself as a Train Captain.

This was something he had paid a bit of money to acquire before setting off.

Very soon—

The queue finally reached Chen Mang. As he led Biaozi and others towards the "Bronze Gate," he gazed at the scene before him, a flicker of shock in his eyes, and raised his brows slightly, taken aback.

It was indeed quite overwhelming.

What met his eyes was an extremely mysterious and deep tunnel, like an impulsive passage, with rapidly flowing enigmatic multicolored lights surrounding the tunnel, and carrying multiple rusty runes within the glow.

At the front of the tunnel.

There were three statues.

Three armored statues stood there bearing giant swords, with unseen faces. Their postures varied, yet each emanated a menacing aura.

This was the "Holy Land."

And also Satan’s abode.

Here, there existed the rare opportunity to personally see Satan, the deity of the "Extremely Evil Civilization" from the Fourth-level Civilization!

Within the tunnel.

Many Train Captains continued queuing here with their subordinates. In front of the statues were several tables, and seated before these tables were men in white robes with veils covering their faces, processing paperwork for the Train Captains. Once completed, they could leave the Holy Land; these men were "staff members" of the Holy Land.

"Interesting..."

Chen Mang murmured softly as he looked at everything before him.

It now seemed that "Satan" was not merely a concocted figure meant to facilitate governance, but rather someone who genuinely existed.

Prior to coming, he summoned Qiuya for inquiry.

Received no answers, and was told by the other party they’d never heard of a Satan deity in the universe, explicitly stating that there were no real gods in the universe. If one had to say, the Divine Race could be considered godlike.

At that moment—

"Do you find my realm beautiful?"

A chill-laden voice suddenly echoed at Chen Mang’s ears, utterly indifferent.

The next moment!

Before he could react.

A gust unexpectedly swept from behind, as a man appeared abruptly and his fingers transformed into claws diving toward Chen Mang’s chest, a sharp pain swiftly spreading across his entire body.

After propelling forward a few steps along with the force, he quickly turned around, gently rubbing his chest, gazing at the man standing behind.

Naked with a cloak draped over his shoulder.

Not three heads and six arms.

Like an ordinary person, with one head and two arms, except two horns grew on his head and a pair of gigantic crimson wings enough to envelop his whole body sprouted from his back.

He could share his train’s defense, escaping mortal injuries yet still feeling the piercing sting.

This indicated...

The man before him inflicted an attack from a mere casual strike but had already generated an energy range surpassing 500 level!

Unbelievably terrifying!

The crowd within the tunnel promptly fell to the ground, exuberantly gazing at the man, and chanted in unison.

"Satan is eternal; darkness prevails!"

This man before him was Satan.

"Phew..."

Chen Mang exhaled lightly, then lifted his hand to halt Biaozi and his companions’ movements, and grinned at the naked man he faced: "Does Satan have a habit of not wearing clothes?"

Satan slightly narrowed his eyes, looking at Chen Mang who appeared unwounded, an inner murmur arose. His previous strike seemed devoid of splendor but was an all-out hit in his untransfigured form.

Exceptionally powerful.

However...

The man seemed completely unscathed?

How could that be? From his perception, this man was a bottom-tier life form, exceedingly low-ranked; how could he withstand such a strike?

Yet these thoughts did not surface outwardly, only exposing a dismissive smile: "Despicable humans, still so foolish in cognitive understanding."

"An adventurer from the ’Human Civilization’."

"Congratulations."

"You have found yourself a good burial ground."

"You will die here."

"Of course, you have a second option; if you’re willing to disclose detailed information within the ’Human Civilization’ and further tell how you traversed 780,000 light-years to arrive at the Extremely Evil Civilization, I can spare your life and make you the Knight Commander of the Holy Land, a high-ranking position."

"This is a promise in Satan’s name to you."

As the words faded.

The surrounding Train Captains and the staff of the sanctuary all cast envy-filled and jealous glances towards Chen Mang, for the Knight Commander of the Holy Land was indeed a high position indeed, akin to a chief security officer, yet being the security chief of the Holy Land made it entirely different.