Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

The charred wheels scraped against Lu Feng's face as they sped past, the wild wind gushing forth.

Suddenly, the roaring truck was already grinding over that stunned face and then, along with the mutant body, was propelled toward the opposite wall, striking it with force!

It was as if an earthquake's terrifying disturbance had swept through the entire underground parking lot, countless bits of dust falling down, yet this was still not the end. The truck with half its front embedded in the wall retracted violently, taking with it that mass of bloodied flesh.

Zhu Hong fell to the ground, trying to push herself up, but her shattered face was illuminated once again by the headlights.

The truck, burning rubber, swung its tail around agilely like a cat, the cargo bed slamming heavily against the wall. Facing Zhu Hong directly were only the two massive rows of wheels casting terrifying shadows.

The wheels spun, sped up, crushing.

The unnerving sound continued nonstop, drowned out by the friction of rubber and non-slip primer. It was like a fully operational woodchipper.

Blood splattered from between the wheels, along with fragments of bones and organs.

Replaying everything they had done to the dead in that basement!

Inch by inch, minute by minute, completely dismembering the cannibalistic monster!

Until the exploded tires completely detached from the transmission shaft.

The headlights gradually went out.

The cheerful hymns came to an end.

[Reserve Spirit exhausted—Agreement terminated—Duration: 4 seconds.]

In his grogginess, Ji Jue was almost swallowed by the darkness, gasping with difficulty.

He thought he was done in just one second, but unexpectedly, just as the spiritual energy was about to be drained, his watch reminded him that there was still active Mutated Spirit in the remnants of the serpent on the ground.

He was almost moved to tears.

Drawing once wasn't enough; he could draw for so long... What kind of power bank was this?

How could the quality be so good?

But in the deadly silence, under the front of the truck, moans and the sharp sound of tearing metal began to resonate... Beneath the shattered brake pads and wheel hubs, a mass of bloody flesh contained a twisted and shattered limb slowly lifting.

Beneath the remaining hair, the once charming and delicate face was no longer visible, leaving only a nauseating, ferocious grimace.

It completely choked Ji Jue.

It was still alive!

"So fragrant, so fragrant, I can't stand it, your scent, so fragrant, so fragrant—"

Eyes trembling, dead set on Ji Jue's direction, several tentacles wriggled out from the organs, issuing horrifying screams and pleas.

A mouth missing half its bones opened and closed, emitting a sharp maniacal laugh: "Haha, ha, hahaha, hahaha, you fuckers are all going to..."

The unnerving regeneration began again, no, rather than revival, it was more like a frantic assembly and merging, amidst the eerie sounds mixed with crying and laughing, Zhu Hong's arms wriggled, tearing through the steel, slowly crawling out...

Only the crisp sound approached.

Coming from Lu Feng's hand.

The round object, after the pin was pulled out, bounced nimbly and playfully on the ground, finally landing on her face, proudly displaying its pineapple-like mesh.

That deranged ugly expression halted abruptly.

Thus, delivering the final fireworks.

Flames and explosion engulfed everything.

After the loud bang, the shattered front of the truck was engulfed in flames, the charred flesh within completely silenced.

And Lu Feng still vigilantly held his handgun, aiming in that direction.

Until much later, no other sounds came from inside.

"Dead?"

He suspiciously glanced at Ji Jue, who gargled and struggled up from the ground, leaning on the wall to first measure the Mutant Spirit of the two ghostly things with his watch, replenishing a bit of his reserves before cautiously inching closer until the watch finally issued a prompt—Active external Mutant Spirit detected, absorb?

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, drenched in cold sweat.

She was dead.

Dead through and through.

If not, they would have been the ones dead. Ji Jue was out of options; if she had any breath left to move, all he could do was tilt his neck and offer her a buffet.

It's just a shame, never to see such a luxurious set of headlights with such generous features again.

"Wait!"

Thinking of this, Ji Jue's expression suddenly turned serious, "If this gets out, could someone say our repair shop murdered a customer for money?"

Lu Feng wished he could kick this bastard to death: "Let's fucking go, if someone comes and sees this mess, we're really fucked."

The two men supported each other as they walked out, yet Ji Jue's laughter made Lu Feng's skin crawl.

"Stop laughing, Brother Feng."

Ji Jue couldn't help but sigh, "Your laughter is making my legs shake."

Lu Feng glared furiously, "Aren't you the one laughing?"

"I..."

Just as Ji Jue was about to retort, their eyes met, and they realized there was no trace of amusement on each other's faces, only a gradually emerging pallor.

Under the flickering light, cold wind echoed through the parking lot littered with corpses and blood, bringing with it a raspy laughter filled with admiration and appreciation.

As if, after watching an animal performance, saluting the creatures in the cage with respect and applause.

Snap!

In the pool of blood, as if invisible rain had fallen, stirring up layers of ripples, the Invisible Rain shrouded everything until, at last, amidst the surrounding scarlet pervaded by weird undulations,