Chapter 290: Posthumous Work (9)
“Boom! Rumble!”
“Bang! Bang bang bang!”
“Splat! Splat splat!”
Everly barreled through the harbor in a fire truck, crashing recklessly from one obstacle to another and creating an enormous commotion.
Any monster that got in her way—whether mutated humans or sea anemone tentacles—was met head-on. She neither swerved nor slowed down. Trusting in the fire truck’s rugged construction, she kept her foot planted on the accelerator, plowing straight through them, sending countless monsters flying or crushing them beneath the wheels. Before long, the windshield was plastered with yellow and green slime.
Fortunately, all that muck made the truck’s exterior extremely slick. Even when monsters managed to latch onto the sides with their tentacles and suction cups, a sharp turn of the steering wheel was usually enough to fling them back off.
Ignoring every traffic rule imaginable, Everly drove wildly for nearly ten minutes. She literally forced a path through piles of monsters and wreckage before finally reaching the southeastern container yard she had been aiming for.
The magic circle she had spotted earlier was just ahead. Following the road a little farther would bring her right to it.
Along with the magic circle were more than a dozen slowly writhing flesh-mound monsters.