"Clang, clang, clang!"
"Clang, clang, clang!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The road outside was a secondary highway. Even though all the roadblocks had been cleared in advance, when the Base Vehicle tore past at four hundred kilometers per hour, it felt like a massive earthquake.
After all, this was a hulking machine with a total weight of thirty-eight tons.
It was only because every component of the Base Vehicle had been reinforced to its limits with Mortal Iron, Mortal Copper, and Mortal Silver from outside this world that it could stay intact.
Zhang Yang himself was on tenterhooks. Whenever several demon corpses suddenly appeared ahead, it felt like a fireworks show of blood and flame.
However, that still wasn't the most nerve-racking part. The true terror was yet to come.
Two powerful auras had locked onto them and were rapidly closing in. They belonged to two members of the Devil Race whose strength was above the Transcendent level.
These two members of the Devil Race weren't like the one that had manifested that indescribable demonic shadow earlier. Not every member of the Devil Race was so indescribable, so for the time being, Zhang Yang and the others didn't have to worry about stumbling into some bizarre soul-related accident scene.
But if they truly thought these two members of the Devil Race would be easy to deal with, that would be a grave mistake.
"One is a Great Strength Demon. With one slap, it can swat a thirty-eight-ton Base Vehicle into a little bird ball. High defense, high burst, high damage. Its weakness is its short legs, but no matter how short its legs are, it's still at the Foundation Establishment Stage. It can easily run faster than four hundred kilometers per hour, so it'll catch up with us in three minutes."