After a moment's thought, Valon asked Leib to prepare some live food seedlings and young plants, preferably those that reproduce quickly, are delicious, and have low environmental requirements.

After everything was prepared, Leib went into the kitchen himself and prepared a delicious meal for Valon using a variety of high-end ingredients.

After the meal, the cell activity in Valon's body was increased again.

Satisfied, Valon put the things Leib prepared into the ring, then raised his hand and used the seal card to temporarily seal Leib.

Then Valon captured a dozen cooks from the casino and sealed them into cards, thinking that he could use them to help Leib when he returned.

After doing all this, Valon strode out of the casino, out of the food black market, and came outside with Evelyn.

This time, not only did they eat delicious food and take away a lot of rare ingredients, they even kidnapped a good chef like Leib. Even though the dozen or so chefs they took away later were said to be Leib's assistants, their cooking skills, taken individually, far surpassed those of the five-star chefs in their own world.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that we returned with a full load this time.

As Valon held up the ticket in his hand, the time and space train appeared again and slowly stopped in front of Valon.

After the train stopped, Valon naturally took out the ticket and handed it to the other party. The attendant took the ticket and scanned it with the instrument, and the traces of the last ticket inspection immediately appeared.

Knowing that this was not the other party's first time riding the bus, he was too lazy to say anything else. After checking the tickets, he stepped aside and let the two of them get on the bus.

Just like the reward, this time the flight attendant also took the two people to their compartment. On the way there, they passed by other people's compartments, and the same rules apply: they kept listening and looking.

Everything was going smoothly. Valon and Evelyn had already arrived at their own compartment and the train had already started.

But at this moment, there was a sudden knocking sound outside the box, followed by an indistinct voice that sounded like the drunken talk of a drunk.

According to the rules the attendant told them, the behavior of the man outside constituted harassment to them, and Valon could go out and deal with the other person, and the train would not intervene.

But Valon thought it was better to have less trouble than more. After all, those who could get on this train were not easy to deal with.

However, the more Valon kept knocking, the louder he knocked, and he even heard the door of the box next to him open.

"Damn it, if a tiger doesn't show its might, do you really think I'm a sick cat?"

Since this guy doesn't want to show his respect, there is no need for Valon to continue to endure it.

Valon took five steps at a time and reached the door, then opened it with a whoosh. The other party wanted to continue knocking, but the sudden opening of the door startled him.

Valon took a look at the guy. He had pale skin and two ram-like horns on his head with green spells on them. Behind him were a pair of huge bat-like wings that also emitted a green light.

In addition to these two iconic features, this guy also has long claws like sheep's hooves and eyes that emit scarlet light.

Needless to say, this thing is the famous Dreadlord.

But Valon didn’t understand. He and he didn’t even know the Lord of Dread. Why did the other party appear here and knock on the door of his box?

However, as the other party spoke, all the answers were answered.

It was not what the other person said, but the moment he opened his mouth, a strong smell of alcohol wafted out of his mouth.

Now it was clear that this guy was drunk and came here to cause trouble.

Walon didn't originally want to get entangled with the other party. After all, the other party was just a drunkard who didn't know which way was which. It would be somewhat embarrassing to fight with him.

So Valon wanted to close the door of the box, and if the guy wanted to stay, let him stand at the door.

Valon was about to close the door, but the Fear Magic refused and slapped the door shut, saying arrogantly, "Damn... you lowly person, you actually dared to close the door? I am the noble Lord of Fear!"

Who would have thought that the other party would actually do this? At this time, Valon's face was a little more angry, and he asked with a little dissatisfaction, "So what do you want?"

Valon's murderous intent had already burst out without any concealment. Logically speaking, even if he was a drunkard, facing such obvious murderous intent, he should have been sober and retreated.

However, this dreadlord chose to take an unconventional approach. Facing Valon's obvious murderous intent, he not only did not restrain himself in the slightest, but also showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Then the Lord of Dread's gaze passed through Valon and saw Evelyn sitting in the box, and his face immediately looked a bit more like a pig.

He pointed his thick finger at Evelyn and said, "Let her stay with me for a while, and then we can..."

Before the Lord of Dread could finish his words, his eyes blurred and he found that his outstretched hand had disappeared, leaving only a smooth cut, with a large amount of black blood flowing out of the cut uncontrollably.

The words of the Lord of Dread were like walking into the muzzle of a gun, accurately touching Valon's reverse scale. Moreover, this guy not only touched it, but also wanted to help Valon pull out the reverse scale directly.

It was already very restrained that Valon only cut off one of the opponent's hands. If he hadn't taken into account that they were on a train, with Valon's personality, the opponent would have already become a headless corpse.

"Kridios! Are you okay?"

Just after Valon cut off the opponent's hand, a voice came from not far away, and then two more Dreadlords ran over.

From what they said, the guy whose hand was chopped off by Valon was named Kridios, but no matter what his name was, he was already a dead man in front of Valon.

The severe pain made Dios scream loudly. His two companions came out after hearing his screams, and a flight attendant followed them.

Dios' two companions saw that one of Dios's hands had been chopped off. One of them supported the injured Dios, and the other came to Valon.

Unlike Dios, who was emitting green light all over his body, his companion was emitting blood-red light all over his body, and there was a faint smell of blood on his body. Valon felt that he should be much stronger than Dios.

"You were the one who injured my companion?"

The Red Dreadlord picked up the severed hand on the ground, handed it to his companion behind him, then turned to look at Valon and spoke in a bad tone.

"Yes."

Faced with the other party's questioning, Valon admitted it without hesitation.

At this time, the Blue Dreadlord who was supporting Dios released his anger for his companion's injury on the flight attendant next to him.

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