Woooo!!!!
The iconic horn of the heavy truck was deafening, and flas burst from sixteen pairs of tires all around. Red Spider and the others had to grip the vehicle tightly to avoid being thrown off by the sudden acceleration.
Pressing down on the gas pedal, eyes calm as a still water, Blood Lion Roar entered a flow state at this mont.
Completely focused, absorbed, with breathing in sync with the roaring Weichai wp13 diesel engine,
"Old buddy..."
His hands tenderly caressed the steering wheel. This vehicle had accompanied him to Mohe at -40°C amidst flying snow, to Turpan Fla Mountain at 45°C where birds hid away, through rain or shine on the Sichuan-Tibet Line, and day and night along the coastal highway,
As if sensing Blood Lion Roar’s will, the two halogen lamps in front of the vehicle shone brightly, like the golden eyes of an ancient beast,
The sun visor inside the truck automatically dropped down, releasing an A2 heavy tractor-trailer driver’s license.
Blood Lion Roar grinned, flooring the gas pedal.
The power increased to 550, and the torque to 2550 N.m,
Seventy ters, fifty ters, thirty ters.
In front, at Mountain slowly squeezed out of the passage, hands supporting the ground as it leisurely stood up. The face piled with fat was full of rage.
With arms like a crane’s boom, it swatted left and right at the oncoming truck.
At this mont, Blood Lion Roar’s hands were as fast as lightning, precisely controlling the truck’s clutch, gas, and brakes.
This maneuver is called "jump scale," where the driver controls the vehicle so that the tires create an acceleration when passing the scale platform, using inertia to alter the scale’s force, thereby reducing axle weight and cutting down on weighing fees.
And when jump scale is perfected...
The heavy truck seed to bounce upward like it had springs installed underneath, the front end lifted high.
At the sa ti, countless phantoms appeared around,
Each 100 kg steel pipe, each 30-ton steel coil, along with sand, coal, cent, generator stators and rotors, large beams, wind turbine blades...
These phantoms shielded the heavy truck, escorting it with imnse montum, grazing past at Mountain’s arms and crashing into its still unhealed, wide-open abdon.
Thundering!
The special alloy steel bumper from Baosteel shattered ribs, crushed internal organs, and tore muscle fibers.
After a brief darkness, the players’ vision cleared again,
The armored truck blasted through at Mountain, passing right through its body, the flaming tires smashing heavily onto the ground.
"This truck is aweso. It carried 150 tons of steel coils overloaded, and even God couldn’t stop it."
Blood Lion Roar muttered to himself, fiercely spinning the steering wheel, drifting the heavy vehicle in a 180° turn to face at Mountain again.
The wipers automatically activated, spraying washer fluid to clean the windshield of blood, flesh, and bone fragnts.
Half of at Mountain’s body had been demolished, yet it was still alive. Its massive form healed at a deceptively rapid pace, with even the broken spine slowly regenerating.
Unfazed, Blood Lion Roar pounded his right fist onto a red button on the central console.
Screee——
The armor plated vehicle, sared with filthy blood, unfolded, revealing the honeycomb rocket launchers underneath.
The rockets launched in unison, the blaze of the explosive armor-piercing rounds inundating at Mountain.
"Let’s go."
There’s no point in fighting to the death with a target that can heal infinitely. Blood Lion Roar reversed and sped off, nimbly maneuvering through the buildings with expert driving skill.
Binary Tree, seeing this, quickly deployed a drone, which hovered around various parts of the passage.
It wasn’t until the heavy truck had turned several corners that Blood Lion Roar hit the brakes, exhaling a long sigh of relief.
"It didn’t catch up."
Binary Tree also breathed a sigh of relief, projecting the drone footage in 3D — at Mountain had chased them for a bit, but soon tired and settled back down on the spot.
Sowhat confirming Li Cheng’s suspicion — this at Mountain L probably corresponded to sloth.
In any case, as long as at Mountain was still in place, they were temporarily safe. Everyone started inspecting the surrounding environnt.
Unlike the brightly lit French restaurant,
this area resembled a village ruin, devoid of any lights, scattered with crumbling walls. The abandoned buildings had gray-white walls and red ceramic tile roofs. The doorways, niches, and arcades mostly had rounded arch structures.
And in the village center lay a pool, its water an inky green-black, its depth unclear.
"diterranean architectural style," Li Cheng said, shining a flashlight. "Could be Greece or Black Mountain."
"Yes, Black Mountain architecture does look like this. I saw it while on an assassination mission," Red Spider murmured, her brows furrowing unintentionally.
"Uh..."
Gray Rain blinked sowhat bewildered, "Why are we analyzing this? Shouldn’t we just leave?"
Previously, when passing through different building groups, Blood Lion Roar didn’t stop, yet here he had.
"There are battle marks here."
Li Cheng’s strong flashlight swept across the ruins like a searchlight, illuminating everything as if it were daylight.
He pointed at the debris scattered across the broken walls, where so stones bore clear signs of burning and charring. Additionally, there was dried blood.
"Human blood."
Touching the dried blood cluster lightly with his fingertips, a long dormant genetic worm function activated, transforming his face into that of a deep-eyed black man.
"Lorent?"
Binary Tree recognized the face, surprised, and imdiately waved, extracting text images from the database, projecting them mid-air.
Lorent, a United States Transcendent, Lv25, affiliated with the Special Incident Departnt under the FBI. His power system was the Jedi Knight from "Star Wars," with his parents’ nas, postal codes, and IP addresses as...
Ahem, as the network service provider for the entire killing field, the Whale Song Guild had a massive advantage in intelligence databanks, easily listing a plethora of information on this player.
And besides Lorent, there were a few other players’ dried blood within the small town ruins.
All these people were players from the second and third waves to enter the Secret Realm.
Taking into account the passage ahead blocked by Horse-headed Man S and at Mountain L, they must have been directly teleported here and attacked imdiately.
"Everyone hold still, I’ll recreate the scene."
Binary Tree, with a serious expression, took over a dozen disaster-relief eight-axis drones from the backpack, deploying them into the air, lighting up the entire ruin below.
Then, he released more small drones, using laser scans to model the entire small town in his electronic brain.
Based on the position of debris, the degree of shattering, and fracture patterns, simulated and recreated the battle scene.
"No need to make it so complicated."
Li Cheng adjusted his Information Integration Glasses, swinging out a Bat Hook that latched onto a floating plank in the town’s pool.
On the plank lay a handheld DV camcorder.
The Information Integration Glasses showed that the camcorder once belonged to Lorent, with no curse or any bomb fuse attached. After pressing the power button, a familiar face appeared on the screen.
"Card Emperor?" Red Spider and her two companions exclaid in surprise,
This player, belonging to the [Crown Casino], had his eyes cruelly gouged out, his face full of ghastly scars, yet an abnormal, gleeful smile erged on his face.
Holding the DV camcorder, he grinned at the cara and said, "By the ti you see this video, everyone else will already be dead."
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