Seeing Chen Xi solemnly repeat herself, Lin Yue pressed her lips together and snapped irritably, "I can't be bothered with you."
Then she slammed on the horn. Unfortunately, the unique war chariot made of shadows naturally did not produce an ordinary honk.
"ROAR—!!!"
The hoarse sound was like the roar of some unknown monstrosity. The entire mountain range trembled as the two continued forward at full speed, racing toward an unknown destination.
Weeds carpeted the abandoned, dilapidated city streets. Dead leaves rustled in the wind, dust swirled through the air, and not a single human figure could be seen. Even the birds that once perched amid the branches and leaves had vanished without a trace.
The next moment, the shadow war chariot, moving so fast it had blurred into an afterimage, tore down the streets, brutally smashing the abandoned buildings to pieces as though they were nothing.
Dead leaves were swept into the air by the rushing current, spinning in circles. In the passenger seat, Chen Xi rested one hand against the window frame, a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose.
Over the past few days, Chen Xi and Lin Yue had gradually begun modifying the originally nearly fully enclosed shadow war chariot for the sake of comfort. Calling it modification was generous, though—they had really just removed the windows.
"How much farther?" Lin Yue asked indistinctly, a light orange-flavored cigarette hanging from her lips in the driver's seat.
There were less than fifteen days left before the Lamenter launched another offensive, and their progress had been much slower than expected.
After hearing that, Chen Xi recalled the full map. "Soon. According to the map markers, this should be the Verdant Federation."
They were now less than half the width of the Spark Federation away from