Elise leaned forward and leaned slightly on the motorcycle.

The dark gray car body plated with a touch of silver and moon white turned into a phantom, walking on this road full of wind and sand.

And this is actually another form of solo style.

Although flying might make her arrive faster, for some reason, when she saw the scenery of the wilderness of the yellow sand, she suddenly had the urge to gallop on this wasteland.

So this scene happened.

Because of the black fog, it turned into a desert land, sand and gravel rolled up by the strong wind, endless horizons, and the girl with goggles and long ponytails floating in this vast area.

Before going to the Long Ye Tribe, she had to go back to Gear City.

This is the first time she has returned home as a "living person" since she left.

At the same time, it was the first time she had returned home alone since she left.

...

Two motorcycles rushed towards the Misty Trust, and at this moment, the two vans driving out of the ramp also came into the Misty Trust's eyes.

A bold idea begins to take shape in the mind of the foggy believer.

In order to deal with the current situation, he must make use of his origin and forbidden territory as much as possible.

After all, [the ability to manipulate permissions and rules] is a technical job for anyone.

"Buzz--"

The wheels rubbed against the ground and made a tragic sound.

The two motorcycles were running side by side, as if they were fighting for who could kill the target in front of them first.

But none of them could kill the Mist believer.

The colorless, odorless and invisible forbidden area quietly unfolded again.

The headlights of the first motorcycle first touched the forbidden area of ​​this origin.

A wave spreads out.

The rules of mechanics collapsed.

The motorcycle's movement trajectory has undergone a strange shift.

The front wheel that was supposed to hit the Mist Trustee was suddenly forced to twist fifty degrees, guiding the direction of the entire motorcycle to the green belt on the roadside.

But because the foundation of mechanics had collapsed, the motorcycle did not crash into the green belt as it turned, but floated out of thin air at the next moment, forcibly spinning its entire body back to the rear, and fired the vans like a bullet at the vans.

While it was shooting straight towards the van, the motorcycle even started Brownian movement in the air.

Any physicist will probably go crazy when he sees this scene in real life.

The impact of [Original·Forbidden Area] is also subject to regional restrictions.

So when the motorcycle was moving forward while doing Brownian movements, it instantly gained inertia and directly hit the windshield of the first van.

As for the motorcycle that came later, it had already been thrown into the sky when the motorcycle was doing Brownian exercises.

...

The autumn frost and moon are silent.

Since Misty Novos kicked open the door and jumped out just now, he has been squatting in the carriage and staring at Misty Novos' fighting posture.

However, everything that happened to the Misty Trust made Qiu Shuangyue feel one after another shock.

After witnessing the truth, he had learned that the Mist believer had an origin called the Forbidden Area, but despite this, he never thought that the Mist believer could use this so-called Forbidden Area to this extent.

Maybe this is the difference in understanding a thing.

"Don't stand in the back. If you want to help, come in front!" Ming Zhubanxue's voice sounded like gunpowder was mixed, "It's okay if it's just an oil tanker, but don't forget that there is a helicopter on it!"

That's right, I haven't forgotten the autumn frost moon.

Among the pursuers who came to intercept them, a helicopter was still hovering above their heads.

"I am coming."

So Qiu Shuangyue immediately stood up and stepped into the cab full of monitors and various lines in two steps.

To be honest, this place is bigger than he thought.

"Hold this." Ming Zhubanxue pulled out a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher from under the driver's seat and raised it in front of Qiu Shuangyue.

"What is this?" When I saw this, Qiu Shuangyue's forehead was sweating.

"RPG! You're still a game player. This kind of thing should be considered common sense, right?" Ming Zhubanxue couldn't help but feel ashamed of the so-called high-end player in front of him.

"No...I want to say, why did I take it out so naturally?" For a moment, Qiu Shuangyue had not yet made enough sense of the shoulder-carrying rocket launcher in front of her.

"This is not nonsense, because there is a helicopter on it! If you don't knock that thing down, we will all die here!" Ming Zhubanxue urged.

At this moment, a whistling sound that seemed to cross the sky swept across the left side of the two, and turned into a loud explosion.

"boom--!"

The red flames mixed with black smoke soared into the sky.

This is what the two saw through the rearview mirror of the truck.

In other words, an air-to-ground missile passed by them just now.

"Damn it, hurry up, if we get stuck, we will be cremated here! Climb directly from the cab, with baffles and covers on it, and see what kind of dog is shooting us wherever you shot!" Ming Zhubanxue urged like crazy.

So with the double blessing of order and desire to survive, Qiu Shuangyue immediately picked up the RPG and climbed up to the roof along the ladder in the cab.

Sure enough, there is indeed a bunker on the roof - a metal plate that encloses the roof with a semicircular shape.

Qiu Shuangyue gasped and climbed onto the roof of the car, and hurriedly hurriedly with the RPG behind the metal plate.

This kind of thing was even hard to think about when he was ten minutes ago.

He, an ordinary otakus, would one day carry an RPG on a truck that was modified to prepare to bomb a helicopter?

It's really crazy.

But reality is reality, and if you can't do it, you can't survive.

So Qiu Shuangyue carefully poked her head in the direction of the sound of the rotor.

He saw a huge black shadow slowly approaching from a distance.

It was an armed helicopter.

...

The landing point of the air-to-ground missile of the armed helicopter was right in front of the mist believer.

Although the Mist believer himself was not hurt by the influence of [Original·Forbidden Area], the two vans were basically finished.

Perhaps the target of the missile itself is not the truck that Mingzhubanxue is driving, but the mist believer standing on the road.
Chapter completed!