This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!

Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Car Accident

When Lucina drove across the lifting bridge, the entire bridge had just begun to rise slowly, and it seemed that it wouldn’t be lowered anytime soon.

The police cars and S.W.A.T. vehicles were forced to stop on the opposite shore, only able to watch them leave.

The police radio was repeatedly broadcasting the vehicle models of Chen Ke and Lucina, and trying to dispatch new helicopters for support. However, after their jump from the bridge and switching vehicles, all these efforts were in vain.

“Hall, how is everything on your side? We’re ready to switch cars,” Chen Ke asked.

“Lady Luck is watching over us; we’ve shaken off the cops and are on our way back,” Hall answered.

“Great, it looks like the cops will deploy new helicopters to hunt for us, but after we switch cars, they won’t be able to find us,” Lucina laughed.

With the help of a hacker, their escape went unusually smooth. As decoys, Chen Ke and Lucina barely even had to lift a finger.

The hacker, who called himself a vigilante, manipulated the street lights and underground ducts. He managed to shake off many county police and also directed an EMP attack at the helicopters, causing them to lose control and crash.

After leaving Holy Oak, they were beyond the hacker’s area of assistance, but at the moment, no police forces were following them, and they could comfortably hide.

Chen Ke’s and Lucina’s vehicles had already been pinpointed by the police, so they stuck to the original plan to switch cars. Hall’s situation went very smoothly, largely because Chen Ke had drawn a significant amount of the firepower.

“The bridge is over there; I hope you’re fully confident,” Chen Ke said.

A few hundred meters ahead of them was a grove where the second escape car was located, and the broken bridge was visible from afar.

Chen Ke recalled the experience from their practice, fastened his seatbelt, and firmly gripped the handle on the car ceiling.

“I’ll pretend you didn’t say that,” Lucina said confidently.

She floored the accelerator, and the car’s speed quickly surpassed 180 mph. Looking forward through the windshield, the incredible speed was palpable.

In many racing video games, the cars handled by players often start at 150 mph and easily reach 250 to over 300 mph. However, in reality, 80 mph is already quite alarming.

A regular civilian car, without any modifications, trying to turn sharply at 80 mph will result in only one outcome: flipping over.

At 150 mph, only high-end cars or modified vehicles can offer you a stable ride. Ordinary cars accelerating beyond 100 mph will shake uncontrollably and pose a significant risk of losing control.

The car that Chen Ke and Lucina had stolen was Brain’s Nissan GTR-R35, perfectly capable of handling this speed.

A few hundred meters, just mere seconds passed, and the all-wheel-drive GTR crossed over the curb and charged into the muddy terrain. Lucina clenched her teeth, her arm muscles bulging as she struggled to maintain control of the steering wheel, aiming the slightly out-of-control car toward the broken bridge.

Chen Ke sat rigidly, his fingers gripping the handle turning slightly white, unable to utter a word.

The black GTR left twisted tracks in the mud, kicking up a flurry of dirt, and then flew off the edge of the broken bridge toward the other side.

Chen Ke felt as though he had lifted off the seat, hanging in mid-air. Had it not been for the seatbelt, he might have been thrown out of the car.

“+1 hour”

“+1 hour”

“+1 hour”

“+1 hour”

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While the car was still in mid-air, the life countdown in the corner of his eye suddenly sprang into action.

“Damn!” The only thought that flashed through Chen Ke’s mind. In his peripheral vision, he saw a massive whip blade slashing down from above towards the airborne car.

With a loud crash, the whip blade brutally cleaved the GTR in half. The rear of the car fell into the river, leaving only the front part with a section of the driver’s seat crashing onto the opposite shore.

The car’s front end heavily smashed into the mud and spun four times before finally tipping over sideways and coming to a stop against a tree by the riverbank.

Lucina was thrown, along with her seat, into the mud nearby, while Chen Ke was upside down, strapped to the seat in the wreckage of the front end.

Chen Ke’s head was severely injured, half his face soaked in blood, several ribs broken, his left collarbone dislocated, and his left arm fractured.

“Fuck… fuck… so much blood… can’t believe I’m not dead, should really post this on Circle of Friends…” Chen Ke muttered to himself as he tried to unbuckle his seatbelt.

The countdown of his life instantly repaired Chen Ke’s injuries. As his lifespan limit increased, the time needed to restore his body also grew, ultimately taking 1 hour of his lifespan to heal all his injuries.

“Lucina… Lucina!” Chen Ke, hanging upside down, looked around for Lucina and found her lying in the mud a dozen meters away.

She slowly got up, the blood on her head gluing her long black hair to her face, but aside from that, she was not as badly hurt as Chen Ke.

Perhaps being flung out and landing in the soft mud had resulted in lighter injuries than being strapped to the seat.

“Chen Ke… how are you?” Lucina hobbled towards him.

The murderous intent did not dissipate, continuously adding to Chen Ke’s lifespan; behind Lucina, a red humanoid silhouette slowly crawled ashore from the river.

The figure was nearly 2 meters tall, slender, dressed in a black hooded trench coat; with a swish, the chain blade retracted into its right sleeve, stretching out a skinny, skeletal-like palm.

That guy was not normal… Chen Ke frantically pulled at the seatbelt, but the metal buckle seemed soldered as if the wire was at the bottom, and he couldn’t pull it open.

“Chen Ke, let me help you.” Lucina quickened her pace, completely unaware of the skinny monster approaching her from behind.

“Lucina, watch out behind you!” Chen Ke warned.

Before Lucina could turn around, the creature charged at her, clamping its skeletal hand tightly around her throat and lifting her up off the ground where she stood.

Lucina was 170 cm tall and muscular, heavier than an average woman; yet the creature effortlessly held her up with one hand, showing its strength far exceeded that of a normal person.

The creature flipped back its hood, revealing a creepy, bald face—a head that looked like a meatball with no skin, just an ashen face stuck on the front, lipless, without eyebrows, teeth exposed in a terrifying appearance.

Lucina had never seen such a thing, but driven by survival instincts, she still tried hard to hit the creature’s face with her knees and elbows.

The lipless mouth of the creature split open at an angle as if mocking her. No matter how Lucina resisted, it was futile; her hands tightly gripping the creature’s arm, muscles taut, she tried to pry its hand open.

The creature’s palm, rigid like a frame, suddenly tightened around Lucina’s neck. Lucina made a choking sound, her tongue slightly sticking out, eyes rolling back, her body becoming limp, no longer moving.

The creature turned to look at Chen Ke, who was still struggling to undo his seatbelt. The creature started to laugh, grabbing Lucina’s foot with its other hand, lifting her upside down, then thrusting his knee forward, slamming Lucina onto it.

“Oh… !!!” Lucina’s abdomen formed a horrific indent from the creature’s sharp kneecap, she groaned, vomiting bloodied gastric fluids.

If it weren’t for Lucina’s strong physique and solid abdominal muscles, that strike alone could have killed her. Still, even clinging to life, that blow had knocked Lucina unconscious.

The creature tossed Lucina aside and turned toward Chen Ke.

Seeing Lucina knocked out, Chen Ke no longer held back. His right hand flickered with blue light; a baton appeared in his hand, its green short sword razor-sharp, slicing the seatbelt instantly, and Chen Ke fell to the ground.

“A Spiritual Ability User? Interesting…” The creature remarked.

“You can actually speak human language?” Chen Ke was surprised. He had thought the creature was purely monster-like.

“Mortals won’t understand Yasla; hand over the object, and I might let you die quickly,” the creature laughed.

“Heh… tell me about Yasla, and I might let you keep a whole corpse,” Chen Ke mocked.

The creature’s smile faded, its right palm retracting into the sleeve, flicking out a long whipblade. Raising its right hand, it swung the whip at Chen Ke.

Chen Ke’s eyes hardened. Here it comes!