After three minutes of driving, Felix hit a roadblock. The west gate was closed, and the guards had already abandoned their post, leaving the gate unmanned. With no exit, Felix sharply veered left, heading back south.
The massive black energy ball zood overhead, flying past the west gate and accidentally turning a large section of the wall and nearby houses into dust. It clumsily turned around and resud its chase.
Felix continued driving along the wall as the energy mass pursued him from outside the city, its thousand tentacles whipping at him but only managing to strike the walls and nearby structures. Glancing at the system map, Felix saw Jessica had displayed a GPS route, guiding him to avoid dead ends and obstacles. He followed the suggested path, weaving through the streets.
The energy mass left a trail of carnage, kicking up dust and clouding the destruction in a brown haze. Civilians reacted to the chaos, fleeing in the opposite direction.
With fewer obstacles and pedestrians on the road, Felix calculated the energy ball's weakness and waited for the next sharp turn.
As he drove south, the southern wall ca into view. Felix turned around to the right and saw the energy ball catching up, still outside the wall. He made another sharp left turn, speeding along the south wall, heading back toward the south gate where he had shot Sean Smith.
The energy ball's massive eye locked onto him, but its montum carried it too far south, sending it further away from the city.
Seizing the mont, Felix headed straight for the south gate. His goal wasn't escape—it was to ensure the serial killer's permanent death. A minute later, the energy mass slowed and turned left, but it was still two miles away from Felix.
Felix glanced back, scoffing at the distant energy ball, and turned his attention to the road. Consulting the system map, he searched for Sean Smith's location. Jessica quickly responded.
Felix licked his lips. "So, two or three minutes away?"
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At maximum speed, Felix reached the south gate in two minutes. As he shifted gears, briefly indulging in his fantasy of being a tofu delivery driver, a strange sight caught his eye.
In the sky, Martin was levitating, his gaze fixed on soone below. Behind him, six magic circles rotated, and a hundred transparent, faceless horsen erged, their wisp-like polearms pointed nacingly at the figure on the street.
Felix shifted his gaze to Martin's opponent. The system map identified the figure, and, coincidentally, it was the person Felix wanted dead.
Confused, Felix asked, "Are they fighting each other? What should I do? Let them fight?"
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