Chapter 63: Road Rage
Orient sped up like a bullet fired from a gun.
Yuan had already seen the immense velocities that she could achieve before, but his friend usually built-up momentum before reaching it. Necessity now demanded that she did that in seconds. Her massive bulk surged across the bridge and trampled one overhasty car which had the bad luck of getting in the locomotive’s way.
The first gunshots followed soon after.
Grabbing his revolver, Yuan quickly exchanged fire with a trio of Humvees driving under some unknown sect’s banner. His qi-powered projectiles blew up each of the vehicles in a single shot. Bucket and the others began to bombard the closest racers at will with little rhyme or reason, since almost everyone was an enemy today. Projectiles flew across the sky in a chaotic melee of dust and steel under the watchful gaze of the Yinyang Khan’s eye-drones.
A mighty sonic boom echoed out further ahead. Coyote had taken a single step forward, his feet radiating qi like twin spirit-furnaces. Such was his immense speed that he whipped up a storm of dust in his wake; Yuan’s eyes wouldn’t have been able to track him had he not crossed a few Coils already. Chemzard’s monstrous truck chased after the lead racer, outpacing Mel and Hardy who followed closely behind.
They’re fast! Yuan cursed while the Flesh Mansion Sect’s centidead monstrosity ran up to Orient, the two giant vehicles riding side by side across the History Road. It would be a nightmare for the spirit-train to catch up to the best racers. He had to pray that they would waste time fighting each other.
Yuan heard a boom at the back of the pack. He turned around just in time to see the Metallists’ ‘plane’ machine take flight with a roar of its wing-reactors. The Deathsong Sect’s ghost boat imitated it, though it flew by the power of its qi rather than any form of technology. Both colossal machines cast twin dark shadows over the spirit-train as they passed over it.
Rusted steel cannons emerged from the ship’s skeletal hull and pointed down.
“Shoot them down!” Yuan ordered his crew. He quickly waved a Barrier around his arm in preparation for a Recoil Blast, right as the metal plane’s backside opened to drop down bombs on the History Road. “Both of them!”