The moment Lin Yue finished speaking, a tidal wave of black shadows swept in from every direction.
Like starving hyenas, greedy and frenzied, they locked onto the only two people within a million li still giving off magical power and swarmed forward together.
Fortunately, this primeval forest lay far from the Federation and the Empire, with few traces of the Lamenter left behind. As a result, these seemingly menacing Headless Shadows possessed only roughly the strength of upper Second Rank.
At that level, they became effortless souls beneath the Shadow Sports Car's tires.
The Headless Shadows tried to use sheer numbers to forcibly stop the chariot hurtling onward.
But the gap in strength between them was simply too great. The instant their slender arms touched the chariot, they were violently torn off by its tremendous speed.
Chen Xi, seated in the passenger seat, had no intention of making a move. She merely supplied Lin Yue with magic power in silence, acting as the woman behind the scenes.
Leaning leisurely against the window with one hand propping up her cheek, she remarked, "Why does this feel like a zombie horde?"
"There really isn't much difference." As Lin Yue answered, she silently floored the accelerator.
The Shadow Sports Car had already reached its speed limit. Even an endless mountain range could be pierced straight through by it, let alone the relatively fragile bodies of the Headless Shadows.
Finally, after racing tens of thousands of kilometers at extreme speed, the two successfully escaped the Headless Shadows' encirclement.
Gripping the steering wheel tightly, Lin Yue caught sight of the scenery outside blurring into streaks in the corner of her eye. Rather than calming down, her previously tranquil heart grew increasingly uneasy.
"Chen Xi."
The chariot was utterly silent due to its structure, making Lin