Latent Syndrome

Chapter 520 519. Powerful Miracle

Passing through the busy streets, crossing the open-air drive-in movie theater, crashing into one building after another, the speedsters coming from the wasteland and betting everything on speed, or the weird screams and shouts with distorted faces and excited expressions, or the He was so focused that his eyes were about to burst, and his pupils were completely immersed in madness and extreme speed.

One after another, the speedsters were burned to pieces in the torrent of backflow.

They have been trapped in the wasteland for a long time.

I also know that I can't change my destiny.

Even if nothing can be done, nothing can be changed.

But at least I can,

Kill yourself to become a benevolent person.

Time is not the enemy.

Eternity is.

In the extremely fast carnival of the universe, there is no place other than here that can be called bursting.

There is a hell in every violently driven engine, with deafening sound waves, crazy spinning tires, and the power is grasped on the membrane that is infinitely separated from freedom. It is deformed and twisted. Not only the flesh and blood are falling off, but the soul is still there. Being melted, even steel is crying, and the rivets connecting the locomotive are shaking.

The speed that can be reached at this step will not be able to keep up with the speed of all speedsters' tires.

Even Anonymous felt the pressure, all emotions were gradually annihilated, and logical thinking began to become a little stuck, as if the language system failed, and the brain power that was once able to judge at once has slowly begun to lose its way.

Not to mention the rest of the people.

Whether it is happiness or despair, climax or pain, regret, remorse, fear, all are left behind.

Even dignity and faith.

and, life instinct.

All that is left is a mind that is completely ecstatic and chaotic, soaked in speed.

At this moment.

The extremely simple iron car was like a dragon coming out of the river. It accelerated with high intensity and crushed the speeding drivers in front of it. With a big hand, it grabbed them all and strangled them in the fuel tank.

Jinjia's fuel consumption was less than half. As the speed became faster and faster, he gradually began to be unable to withstand it. The hands holding the handlebars were eroded to the point where only a little flesh and bones were left adhering to the bones.

In a few minutes, half of the reserves will be used up, and the fuel consumption per second now is millions of times what it was originally.

Every rider who can come here.

They are all cruel and bloodthirsty butchers. In order to collect so many souls, they have committed countless murders in the wasteland.

"What, is it going to work?"

The Nameless Doe continued to speed up crazily, and his fuel tank reserves were extremely optimistic. Not only did he have the people he killed along the way, but he also had the huge wealth of the Falan Tower blessed by Selene.

"There's still no way to get to the end."

Although this time the Illuminati has reached a distance that was previously unimaginable, it is still not enough to compare with the terrifying people in the wasteland.

The bottom line is that Anonymous is just an outsider. He will not hand over precious fuel to himself and his car, and he has no obligation to do so.

Seeing the powerful Miracle in front of him killing like no one, and the convoy group behind him about to catch up, he planned to give up.

"That's not the Illuminati style."

The soul-eating demon limb car was obviously not very clear-headed, and without asking Jinjia for instructions, he directly pursued the powerful miracle ahead.

"Hold."

Jinjia was also disturbed by the ferocious torrent and lost his judgment, so he chased after him.

Powerful miracle.

The famous ruthless man in the wasteland is also the most reckless man in the wasteland. He is a man with a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

The only problem is.

The limbs are too developed.

The limb car drove his flesh-and-blood car with a grin, and came to the side of Dali Miracle in a moment. The shape of this car was so terrifying, with a nose and eyes, that even Dali Miracle was shocked, and his IQ instantly increased.

As the strongest taxi driver of the Illuminati, the index of limb taxis is over 2.7, and they are also among the most upstream group of people.

"I don't care whether you are a powerful miracle or a weak and weak man."

"Today is your lucky day."

The attack method of the limb car is extremely despicable. Compared with his car, he himself is even weirder. When he opens his mouth, his mouth has turned into a bloody mouth, and his lower jaw seems to be torn apart. Super exaggerated words are spurted out from his throat. Columns of blood poured down on Dali Miracle's motorcycle and his face like a waterfall.

Hot and sticky blood covered Dali Miracle's body, sealing his mouth and nose. He couldn't open his eyes for a while, causing the vehicle to lose control. It spun left and right in an S shape. Although the absolute speed did not slow down, it suddenly fell to the ground. In the rear convoy.

Jinjia, who was behind, saw this without any hesitation. He took out a blade from his pocket, and when Dali Miracle slowed down, he waved his hand and cut off his head.

The head was directly washed away in the incoming torrent. Jinjia was ecstatic about it and pulled it with his big hand, preparing to use the powerful miracle as fuel to help him reach the end.

Unexpectedly, Dali Miracle was not dead at all. He was still driving like the Headless Horseman, but his fingers were spasming wildly and the veins on the back of his hands were swollen, as if he was in a state of rage.

"not good……"

Jinjia was about to take back his hand, but was tightly clamped by Dali Miracle.

"Characters at the minion level dare to block my way."

The miracle of strong force does not speak through the vocal cords at all, but the pure vibration of the chest and lungs, hoarseness and anger, it is really a miracle of strong force.

Seeing that Jinjia was about to be instantly killed by Dali Miracle.

With a thought, Wumingshi's arm exploded instantly, and Jinjia was able to escape.

"Who the hell are you?"

The headless chest trembled, and Dali Miracle drove a simple iron lump, but this iron lump had greater power than a space rocket or a curvature spacecraft, and even light was left behind by an unknown distance.

In this nightless city full of neon lights, the convoy group drove into a super large nightclub carnival venue. The spotlight was infinitely confusing, the crowd was swaying like zombies after taking too much hallucinogens, and the exciting and high-pitched music was filling their brains. The almost naked girl was about to tear her scalp apart and danced in a way that was too naked to be called a dance.

The violent speedsters flew past the nightclub, passing through the siege-like zombies, and barely passing by the breasts or legs of the crazy dancing girls.

The furious iron lumps were like roaring beasts from the ancient times and crashed towards the Nameless One.

Bang!

Anonymous also had this intention, and drove his car into a collision without his life.

The steel collided tightly together. This ultimate friction force burst out an exaggerated giant pillar of sparks, flowing endlessly, like a galaxy leaking from the sky, directly burning the several speedsters behind, including people and cars, into coke and completely annihilating them. .

This simple structure of a two-yuan store iron motorcycle is so rough that it looks like a scrap, but it has extremely terrifying hardness and toughness.

Unexpectedly, the unknown Qinglin motorcycle fell down, and several flakes of spray paint were scratched off by the hook.

The Nameless One was shocked. This was the treasure left behind by one of the founders of the Illuminati, one of the champions of the Fury Road, who had gathered unparalleled power, and yet he would suffer a loss.

"Ha ha……"

"You are such an idiot."

"My car was made by killing half of the wasteland."

"How can you survive?"

The headless Miracle's chest trembled as he laughed wildly, and his trembling body was extremely surly.

"Fuck you!"

Anonymous was really angry.