CXCII. The Touch of Resentment

The load was overbearing, and the machinery components, overclocked as they were, glowed red like branding irons, while smoke billowed throughout the space.

There was no time for hesitation.

Before it all began, Fen had already etched the entire map into his mind. More than four minutes had passed since the train had started moving, and at this speed, they would leave the uninhabited area in five more minutes.

By that time, there would be towns on both sides of the track.

He had prepared the materials to cast the "Great Skill."

True powerful Magic Techniques required various materials as sacrifices to unleash greater strength.

On Fen's upper body, his refined physique was surging with abstruse runes and tattoos.

He had a contingency plan and had purchased the materials in advance.

With the Great Skill, he would destroy the entire train head, along with this man.