Among the people present, some people really wanted to save the lives of the middle-aged people. Flash Dance

But that didn't mean they would risk their lives for it, so when the shots rang out, all the people in the carriage dispersed and dodged to the side.

The Holy Silver Bullet punched a small hole in the roof of the car, and the bullet itself disappeared, but not only did it disappear, but the middle-aged man who fell to the ground was also gone.

"How could such a big living person disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"It's just that he has white hair on his body, so he won't really become a monster, right?"

Listening to the people's discussions, the man with the gun became even more annoyed.

If these people hadn't delayed, he might have been able to take down this weird, and with the otherworldly material on the weird body as a stepping stone, he might have a chance to get a glimpse of the scenery of the truly transcendent world, instead of only getting vague information like now.

But there aren't so many ifs in this world, and anger and hatred won't solve the current problems.

"You two, find it out for me!"

This man's anger is not to be talked about, anyway, no matter how angry he is, the opportunity has disappeared.

What these people didn't notice was that the door had been opened, but it had been closed.

Naturally, the person who did this was Donnie, who had woken up while people were arguing over the middle-aged man who was about to become a Wendigo.

Its transformation has come to an end, and now it is the final step, which is to start eating, and in this way discard the last part of humanity.

In fact, most of the Wendigo don't have such troubles, they tend to eat people first before they transform, but this person is different, it seems to still have the original consciousness, so it does not directly attack humans.

Its choice is simple, it is to quietly leave while people are becoming more and more controversial.

Of course, its clothes were all torn, and although it had just been transformed, it was still taller than most humans, at least over two meters three.

In its current form, it was obviously impossible to run out silently, even with the chaos of the gunshots.

Seeing that it didn't accept the instinct from the body and started attacking humans, Donnie helped it once.

Unbeknownst to the newborn's weirdness, Donnie used spells to help him cover it up, and even closed the car door.

By this time, the monster had appeared in another car and was trying to escape outside the train.

But it was a little afraid because the train was still moving.

It was at this moment that Donnie's voice rang out behind it.

"You're too timid, I'm afraid other weirdos won't admit you."

In Wendigo, the body that is more than two meters tall is indeed not considered tall, or even the shortest, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have strength. In fact, the newly transformed snow monster is also much more powerful than the lowest-level blood servant, and when facing ordinary people, it is even more like the super soldiers in the film and television.

Even if it was hit by the person just now with a holy silver bullet, as long as it didn't hit the vital point, it wouldn't immediately lose its ability to fight, of course, if it was afraid of pain and couldn't accept it, then it had to be said otherwise.

Donnie's voice sounded, startling the newborn strangeness. Its senses are acute, unlike most of the weirdness of this situation, and there is no sense of muddleness. Because of this, it can not only understand what Donnie is saying, but also sense that this person is a great threat to itself.

It's rare to be so sober as the weird that has just been transformed, and Donnie didn't have any killing intent towards it, after all, it's just a first-order weirdness, and its strength is not taken into Downey's eyes.

Downey naturally had his own purpose in stopping the weird monster who was about to jump out of the car, and he was indeed a little curious about the speed of this weird transformation, so he stopped it.

He could sense that the problem in this person should not be particularly big, at least not as serious as the shorter life span of people in the Snow State.

"Who are you? Get out of the way! "Maybe it's because I realize that there is more power in my body than before.,The weirdness of the original middle-aged person is more confident than before.。

Donnie just smiled at it and didn't say anything more. The newborn Wendigo subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and it opened its mouth to roar, but before it could make a sound, the whole person fell.

Since he decided to settle the matter in the middle of the journey, it was only natural that Downey would ask the strange person about the situation.

Humans and the Weird don't coexist, and the most convincing example of this is that Fort Thirteen houses the Weird as an agent. Such an act would certainly be attacked by the Extraordinary Ones on the glorious continent dominated by the power of the Church. Of course, there are prerequisites for all of this, and Wendigo is probably one of the weirdos who doesn't have the same qualifications.

When the snow monster opened its eyes, he found himself still in the train car bound for the port of Haden.

The train was a little dilapidated, the lights in the carriage were a little dim, and in the dim light, it was strange to find that there was a person standing in front of him.

This man had been with him since he was in Kernwega, and had knocked himself unconscious before.

Thinking of this, his face was covered by white hair, and a fiery anger suddenly appeared in the strange heart that could no longer be seen clearly.

The clarity of anger can indeed be turned into great power, but the power itself has a limit, and no matter how ignited its anger is, it is not as real as resisting the white sharp cone in front of one's own heart, throat and eyes.

The paper elf sat on Donnie's shoulder, one of its arms spread out, conjuring several soft strips of paper like an octopus, but the tips were extremely sharp.

In order to frighten this weirdness, the paper goblin even pierced the body of the train in one fell swoop.

When the bitter cold wind blew in from the outside of the hole, the anger in the strange heart dissipated like a fresh breeze.

"My lord, what's the matter with you? I'm just a normal person, and I'm not worth your hands. ”

It's not hard to hear from its words, it's just like the shooter in the front compartment, it's an outsider, well, a former insider.

Donnie shook his head and said, "You're not ordinary anymore. ”

As he spoke, Donnie pointed to the window next to him and said, "What happened to you when you got in the car?" ”

It is not easy to restore the human identity of this monstrous to human beings, nor is it to identify with human identity, even if it is so simple, it must at least have the ability to restore its human form. And it's not easy to change it back again.