king of black mist.

Chapter 185 Explosion?Or slow down?
As soon as the countdown was over, the Wind Chaser, which looked like a racing car, jumped forward suddenly, as if launching a surprise attack like lightning.

But the race kicked off with the dash of Sylvia's motorcycle.

The black machine body, the green energy tank light belt, and the posture of almost riding the dust, distanced itself from the main force at the beginning.

"Okay, audiences, this year's wild mech racing competition has officially started!"

"This track is from the 'Razak Mountain' on the border of the empire to the 'Lanke Lake' on the outskirts of the imperial capital. It is the world-famous 'March into the Imperial Capital' track!"

"Yes, now players from all over the world have set off."

"We can see that the Triple Crown Queen, Silvia, adopted the 'flee' method, trying to stay at the forefront of the team from the beginning, leading all the way to the end."

"This is the right choice. Sylvia's racing philosophy is 'there is no need for anything that adds weight to the track'. Men and props, she will not bring them on the track. In the no-rule competition, other machines The armor is equipped with terrifying props, and once the speedster motorcycle gets into a chaotic battle, the situation is absolutely overwhelming and bad for her!"

"That's right, but on the contrary, Aznavour is using 'bad' this time, in the middle group, and is displaying its terrifying combat power, killing opponents one by one! A mecha was knocked flat! Rescue team ,Rescue Team!"

The commentary voices of the two hosts came from the radio broadcast on the mecha.

"'Escape'? 'Bad'?" Li Changzhou asked doubtfully, "Then what are we?"

"Go first." Beja Triss manipulated the Windchaser, and together with the other mechas, tightly bit Sylvia who was running at the front, belonging to the second echelon.

It is said that it is biting tightly, but in fact, with the naked eye, only a small green dot can be seen, which is as faint as a firefly.

Everyone has different concerns when listening to the radio, just like some people play "Glory of the King", some people really play the game, and some people enjoy playing games with others.

What Yang Qinglan heard was different from what Li Changzhou heard.

"Aznavour is shooting other contestants now, is he paving the way for shooting us later? Pretending to be an indiscriminate attack?" She said to herself.

"He is {Ran Mie}'s younger brother, a threat as well as an opportunity. We can catch him and use him to threaten {Ran Mie}." Li Changzhou said.

"Will a woman who can defeat all men and drive an imperial mech be threatened?" Yao Chi clasped her hands behind her head, as if enjoying a starlight bath.

The empire won't really hurt Beatrice, she doesn't have to be careful anymore.

For her, as long as Beja Triss entered the imperial capital, the matter would be over.

It's a pity that it was a bit late to get the information, otherwise, I didn't have to work so hard before, and I lost my demeanor-squeezed in the cockpit like cotton swabs.

The more she thought about it, the more relaxed her mood became. She took out a beer-like drink from the small refrigerator that came with the mecha and drank it.

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou. The main missions of the three of them had obvious judgment criteria for failure and completion, but Li Changzhou's [destroy {judgment}, {red lotus}, {burn out}], even if you want to give up, How should I give up?
It's really like the mission said, unless Li Changzhou himself dies?

Li Changzhou was also thinking about this issue.

If he can't complete the main mission, he can't return, and can only stay in this world until one day, his strength surpasses the imperial mechs, and he destroys three mechas by force.

Or, climb to the highest level of the empire in terms of power and destroy three mechas with their status.

Although it is possible to use the time difference to cultivate, increase experience, and increase strength in this world, but if you stay in a world for too long, especially if Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia are not around, Li Changzhou is not willing.

If you don't want to, you don't want to. If there is really no other way, that's the only way to go.

"Have you finished reading "The Picture of Vulcan"?" He asked Yao Chi.

"Beginning to prepare for seclusion?" Yaochi threw the "Vulcan Picture" to him, which was not suitable for her.

"Just in case." Li Changzhou replied.

Noticing Yang Qinglan's worried expression beside him, he smiled and said, "The time you are drinking a glass of cocktail on the boat is over with me, and I will become super strong by then."

Yang Qinglan looked at Beja Tris who was concentrating on driving, and pondered:

"If we kidnap her and neither let her die nor let her enter the imperial capital, it should be able to delay the time. The four of us can work together to use the time difference to practice together, and we can speed up the destruction of the imperial mechs, and we can continue to trigger branch lines. Mission—what's the plan?"

"I think you are dazzled by love!" Yao Chi retorted unceremoniously.

She crossed her feet, rested her left arm on the backrest, took a sip of wine with her right hand, and said:

"Fighting head-on, the imperial mechs are merciful; just find anyone is an undercover agent; if you want to go to the imperial capital, you participated in a racing competition specially prepared for us. Once the king of the principality dies, we are worthless. Resist the cruel empire?"

"Are you afraid?"

"Don't use aggressive tactics for me." Yaochi sneered contemptuously like a concubine in the palace, "I only see the benefits of getting it."

She turned her gaze to Li Changzhou: "For example, you give me Ah Zhou."

"Is this permissible?" Yang Qinglan asked back.

"Just give up."

"I give up on him, so what am I still delaying for?"

"Sacrifice for love."

"At the end of the Discourse on the Passions of the Soul, Descartes writes, 'When the passions come, first of all be calm'. "

"What Descartes are you talking about with me when you're in love?"

"Not only when you're in love, but you'd better think about Descartes when you're drinking."

"You like philosophy so much, why don't you stay with philosophy?"

"You are a favorite concubine, why don't you find an emperor to marry and live in Sangong Sixth Courtyard?"

In short, intense.

Intense in the cockpit, intense outside the cockpit too.

"Into the sand!"

"Sylvia's speeder motorcycle, immediately unfolded the 2 form, the wheels became wider, and the speed still did not decrease even in the sand!"

"Sure enough! The desert boat is starting to speed up! Equipped with the Star Kingdom's {Sandstorm} series of power furnaces, which can convert the energy of sand into power, it can be seen that the speed is very fast!"

"Already almost catching up with the second echelon!"

"The second echelon is bitten to death. The Tyrant, Chaser, Rocket, and Chaser are all top-level racing mechs!"

"Catch up! The Desert Ship has easily caught up with the second echelon. It is indeed the king of the desert!"

"It's still picking up speed, still picking up speed!"

"The Booth sandy field is the only sandy field on the entire track, and this is also its only opportunity, can you grasp it?!"

"Its target is Sylvia!"

"Its target is Sylvia!"

"Ah! What a pity!"

"The No.2 Tyrant β suddenly jetted out, smashing the rear of the desert ship with incomparable tyrannical performance."

"Not good! The Chaser took the opportunity to exert his strength, with a perfect explosion and extreme cornering, surpassed the Tyrant β, and came to No.2!"

"But the blast furnace will overheat the power furnace for a short time, and then for a while. What? The Chaser didn't slow down! It held on!"

"It has been modified! It has been modified! My God, it is actually equipped with three power furnaces! Referee, this is a weapon, this is an explosive, how can such a racing mech be allowed to go on the track!"

"The rocket is also starting to accelerate! I want to take the opportunity to distance myself from this unreasonable mech when the tyrant is dealing with the desert ship!"

"But there are explosives ahead, are you sure you want to go, Rocket?!"

"The flame port on the rocket's leg is starting to charge, it's going! It says it's going! Speed ​​up!"

At this time, suddenly a white mecha rushed forward with a white light.

"It's chasing light!"

"It has surpassed the rocket! It is neck and neck with the tyrant! It is still accelerating! It is still accelerating! The power furnace of the light system is the best in the world!"

"No, the wind chaser suddenly swung its tail and stuck in front of the light chaser, blocking the light chaser! Damn the wind chaser! Damn the modified car! I'm fucking, I'm fucking, the power furnace of the light system is only*** *First!"

"The tyrant seized the opportunity and crashed into it! Ah, the chasing light flew out of the runway!"

"I******"

"I hope Chaser will have a chance to return to the track. Well, after a short period of fierce confrontation, the rest of the mechs did not dare to overtake. The Chaser and Tyrant have reached an invisible tacit understanding."

The extreme racing made Li Qianxia's adrenaline rush.

Beja Triss followed the car, flicked her tail, seized the opportunity, and took the opportunity to enter the second place, which made her stand up excitedly.

"That's amazing, Beja!"

Beja Triss was also very excited. She had never been so bold and let go before.

What I thought was impossible before, turns out to be easy to do as long as I put life and death aside.

"But which of these two mechas can survive to the end? Does the tyrant dare to bump into the Wind Chaser equipped with three power furnaces? Does the Wind Chaser dare to let the Tyrant hit him?"

"Everyone, this competition without rules may kill people!"

After listening to the host's words, the happy Li Qianxia quickly asked, "Beiya, is there anything wrong? Why don't we let the tyrant pass first, and we'll follow the car, and we'll overtake him at the end!"

"Then there is no chance to win the first place!" Beja Triss's eyes firmly grasped the only green light in front of her.

When the green light was blurred, it was close enough to touch her, and when it was clear, it was so far away that it seemed to disappear.

"If, if I can surpass her"

Out of the sand, a winding drive between mountains followed, and beyond the winding drive, a bridge track over a large river.

It was already midnight. Unlike the night in Pella Town, today there was no moon and the sky was full of stars.

The silent twinkling stars filled the entire dark night sky, like a silent wind chime.

The wind chaser flung back and forth, sometimes soaring into the sky, and sometimes falling heavily, fighting fiercely on the track.

Li Qianxia was sometimes excited, sometimes exclaimed, and sometimes shouted anxiously.

The radio broadcast, Aznavour's off-road vehicle, in the mouths of the two commentators, killed the Quartet.

When the sun shines.

The off-road vehicle separated from the mecha group and chased after it like an arrow.

"Catch up. After a night of intense competition, Aznavour started to exert his strength and caught up with the second echelon!"

"The chasing light was overtaken, and the rocket took the initiative to avoid it. No one dared to stop the fastest man in the empire—A.Z.N.Vul~!"

"The windchaser is in danger. The tyrant who tried many times in one night but always failed, and Aznavour, who killed a bloody path, are eyeing it at the same time!"

"Are you planning to die together and refuse to give in? Or slow down and give in? Chaser, tell us your answer!"

At this time, it is the Imperial Ranch track.

The straight road leads directly to the sky, and on both sides are the vast and simple pastoral scenery of the imperial capital.

Beja Triss had watched the documentary about the Imperial Ranch track, and remembered a line of propaganda in it.

{On the vast field, the straight road that goes all the way to the horizon, all the way to the east, all the way to the east, the pilot and the mech will reach the end of the sky and the cape that belong to them. }
call!
call!
One from the left and one from the right, with two howling winds, Tyrant and Aznavour rushed up at the same time, and the three mechas drove side by side.

This is the last chance, and only the winner is eligible to compete with Sylvia for the championship.

The rising sun dyed the sea of ​​clouds into pink and gold, and four or five straight rays of light shot out from the sea of ​​clouds, as if the end of the world was here.

It was another early morning.

Beja Triss thought of the mech that died on its knees.

Would you rather die than surrender?
But it would rather die than surrender, and fight to the last moment for protection.

If I would rather die than submit, it's just a person's willfulness, which will only kill Xia, Zhou, Lan, and Yao who have been protecting me all the time, and I'm sorry for the soldiers who sacrificed all the way.

As the princess of the principality, the only thing she can do is to use her only and only body to stand between her beloved homeland and the war.

Beja Triss slowly released the pedal, and the three roaring power furnaces began to reduce their power.

"Slow down, the windchaser slow down!"

"Open the hatch."

Beja Triss shuddered and stopped raising her feet.

Li Changzhou stood up behind her.

"Don't be afraid," he put his hand on the driver's seat, "you just need to move forward, and leave the rest to us."

(End of this chapter)