Chapter 54

Feeling the wind rush past at breakneck speed, Xueman's ears were filled with the roar of the wind. She relished the thrilling sensation of death that came with such speed, unconsciously tightening her grip around the hero's arms.

The war steed's speed was so great that the hero could barely control its direction, let alone avoid the rocks and trees on the road. To return to Tianchuan City as quickly as possible, the hero decided to let the speed run free, no longer bothering to dodge anything.

The war steed crushed every obstacle in its path, flattening rocks and trees alike.

Unconsciously, the tingling sensation from behind made the hero's blood boil even more.

Fearing being overturned by the roaring wind, Xueman clung tightly to the hero's broad waist, her body pressed firmly against his back.

"This girl, though not as alluring as Xiao Qi, and her assets not as impressive as Scorpion's, has skin so smooth and breasts so elastic that those two can't compare. There's also a kind of irresistible charm about her. If she were a psychic, she would be a natural seductress."

Indeed, with nothing better to do, he took a moment to indulge in his fantasies while the pursuers were still far behind.

Life is too short to waste a moment of leisure. The hero wouldn't let even a moment of free time pass.

Feeling the softness and the maiden's scent from behind, he indulged in his fantasies while also savoring the thrill of his heart greedily absorbing the spiritual energy under the impact of the speed.

Unable to resist, the hero gently wriggled his body, causing his back to rub against the body pressed against him.

Xueman suddenly felt the friction against her chest, her body going limp, nearly losing her grip and being swept away by the wind. Frightened, she clung even tighter to the hero, too scared to voice her anger.

At that moment, the hero sensed something amiss with the war steed. Without hesitation, he turned around, scooped up the girl, and leaped into the air. The powerful inertia sent him crashing through several trees before he finally slammed into a protruding rock, stopping. The war steed exploded into fragments.

Indeed, it was an old relic, unable to withstand such intense speed, and finally gave out after a short distance.

The delay allowed the sound of the pursuers to catch up.

The pursuers had arrived!

With no one left to run, should he run or not? Running on foot was out of the question. The hero turned to Old Turtle for help. The turtle and the hero shared a mental connection, and Old Turtle grunted, "Hide inside my shell."

Old Turtle left the hero's pocket and transformed into a giant turtle. Without caring what Xueman thought, the hero scooped her up and hid inside Old Turtle's shell.

In the dark forest, a pattern of light suddenly shone, revealing Old Turtle's natural emblem.

The light suddenly vanished, and Old Turtle was nowhere to be found in the forest.

The hero realized his body had become transparent and couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn, you're a ninja turtle!"

This was a compliment, and Old Turtle felt pleased: "I save my best moves for the most critical moments. This is one of my innate abilities after completing my life transformation. My shell can be upgraded to a legendary-level patterned artifact."

His shell was a natural patterned artifact: the Earth Mystic Armor!

As long as he stood on the earth, he could receive its protection. Now, the Earth Mystic Armor was connected to the earth, receiving its cover, but it required a continuous consumption of Old Turtle's internal energy.

Old Turtle had only a few dozen shell pills left, enough to remain invisible until dawn. However, he couldn't move too quickly, only able to crawl cautiously forward.

Before Old Turtle had crawled far, several beams of light broke the forest's silence. Four afterimages appeared and vanished, and four war vehicles surrounded the spot where the hero had suddenly disappeared.

No matter how they searched, they couldn't find any trace of the hero.

The three people in the blue war vehicle stared at the red war vehicle, unable to see the person inside but sensing the powerful aura: a Level 2 Superhuman Combat Body!

"Level 2 Superhuman Combat Body?" The man with a crew cut sneered, "Just a Level 2 Superhuman Combat Body. We three are all at least Level 3. This guy thinks he can compete with us? Let's teach him a lesson."

Hearing the deputy leader's mockery, the teammate in another blue war vehicle chimed in. Only the woman with a red headband felt something was off. She seemed to have seen this red war vehicle before, and the vague memory gave her an uneasy feeling.

The woman immediately warned, "Deputy leader, be careful. I think I've seen this war vehicle before."

The man with the crew cut dismissed her concerns, believing that strength was the ultimate judge. Just as he was about to teach the overconfident guy a lesson, the red war vehicle's patterned light dimmed, transforming back into a card with a pattern on it, landing in the man's hand.

The pattern on the card resembled a juggling clown.

Standing before the three people were a boy and a girl in school uniforms. The man with the crew cut laughed, about to say something, but then he sensed a wave of killing intent from the boy, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The woman with the red headband finally recognized the boy, pointing at him and exclaiming, "Be careful, he's the Ground Spider from the Spiders."

In the Spiders, those who hadn't reached the level of a Superhuman Mage were given a unified title. But this Ground Spider was a notable figure in the assassin circle, known for his ruthlessness. Anyone remembered by this circle was a formidable opponent.

The three of them had spent over a decade working for their family but had never achieved any significant recognition.

"Ground Spider!"

In the instant of the man's shock, the Ground Spider's card had already stripped the man and his vehicle. The card, as if alive, drew an arc in the air.

The card spun like a windmill, glowing with patterned light.

By the time the card returned to the Ground Spider's hand, the remaining two targets were already dismembered.

These cards were a type of patterned artifact, and the Ground Spider was a Destructionist who used card-patterned artifacts. This school wasn't very prosperous, but the patterns they used were extremely difficult to create, requiring very high-quality materials.

The Ground Spider didn't care about the two-tenths of his internal energy he had consumed, grinning evilly at the three corpses, "Anyone who dares to ignore me will die. Don't think that having a higher strength level or more numbers can take what's mine. At the same level, that small difference in strength means nothing."

The prey was gone, and the black spider beside the Ground Spider grew anxious. The Ground Spider shook his head, "Don't worry, he can't escape. Any invisibility skill either prevents movement or can't move quickly, or it will be broken."

As the Ground Spider spoke, the hero almost spat blood: "Damn turtle, even the escape skill is so slow."

Old Turtle's smug expression vanished, and he was almost pacing in place. He had thought these people would fight over the prey, but the three of them were so useless, outnumbered and outclassed, yet they were taken out in one move.

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