Arriving at Häagen-Dazs City, Only to Find Mutated Spirit Beasts Besieging It!

"Nine out of ten accidents come from speeding. The tenth comes from Big Luck!!!"

Lu Yuan's gaze was icy as he stared at the vast, black mass of beasts ahead and spoke each word distinctly.

The next second.

Big Luck plowed into the beast horde.

Bang...!!!!!!

The first ten-thousand-year Mutated Spirit Beast had not even finished lunging to bite before the Armor-Piercing Ram on the vehicle's front struck it head-on. Its enormous body flew sideways like a swatted fly and smashed through a mountainside beside the road!

The second.

The third.

The tenth...

Wherever it passed, the Mutated Spirit Beasts fell in swathes, like wheat meeting a harvester.

Some Mutated Spirit Beasts were ground directly into pulp beneath the sixteen enormous wheels, while the Cargo Box kept swallowing ten-thousand-year Mutated Spirit Beasts, mouthful after mouthful!

The survivors inside the Cargo Box were left wide-eyed and slack-jawed, unable to believe what they saw.

Some Mutated Spirit Beasts even tried to leap onto the vehicle from the side, hoping to topple Big Luck.

Hum!

A thick layer of earthen-yellow radiance suddenly emerged over the vehicle's surface.

[Earthshaking Armor]

The two sharp claws of this Mutated Spirit Beast, a Three-Headed Mastiff, raked across the thick radiance with a sharp crack.

The thirty-seven survivors inside the Cargo Box trembled, utterly stunned.

They watched the scene outside as the roar of Big Luck's twin engines mingled with the Mutated Spirit Beasts' howls and cries, rising and falling in turn.

None of these Mutated Spirit Beasts could intercept Big Luck or force it to stop. Charging toward it only meant courting death.

Only after a full hour did the roar of the twin engines and the howls of the Mutated Spirit Beasts outside gradually subside.

A small, childish voice rang out.

"Mommy... did we survive?"

Both claws of the Three-Headed Mastiff snapped clean off!

The recoil sent it flying backward into the mutated beast horde, where the other Mutated Spirit Beasts soon trampled it into pulp...

Big Luck kept driving straight ahead, charging and ramming without pause.

That was how it battered a bloody path open by brute force.

Häagen-Dazs City.

The last major city on the Heaven Dou Empire's southwestern border.

Its walls stood three zhang high and two zhang thick, built from massive blocks of blue stone.

These stones were said to withstand a Soul Sage's full-force strike without collapsing.

The city's permanent population already exceeded a hundred thousand.

At this moment, the city was under siege, surrounded by a horde of Mutated Spirit Beasts.

As Lu Yuan drove Big Luck closer, he saw what Häagen-Dazs City was facing.

Even he could not help drawing in a sharp breath at the sight.

Outside the city.

There was a sea.

No!

Not a sea!

It was a black ocean made up of Mutated Spirit Beasts...

Hundreds upon thousands of ten-thousand-year Mutated Spirit Beasts, along with tens of thousands of thousand-year and hundred-year Mutated Spirit Beasts, packed the ground from just below the city walls all the way to the horizon several li away.

Tirelessly, they battered and besieged the walls.

They even clawed at the blue stone with their sharp talons and gnawed at it with their enormous jaws, biting at the city gates...

By now, the walls had cracked in numerous places, and rubble kept tumbling down.

The Soul Masters defending the battlements had suffered grievous casualties, their cries of pain ringing out without end.

Soul Sages and Soul Douluos, and even mighty Titled Douluos, darted through the mutated beast horde, flashing from place to place as they fought back.

The light of Soul Skills flared one after another.

Yet each attack could, at best, clear only a tiny patch within that immense beast tide.

The next second, more Mutated Spirit Beasts would fill it again.

And still more Mutated Spirit Beasts seemed to be pouring in from other directions without end.

At the very center of the beast tide.

An enormous monstrosity raised its hooked tail.

The Earth-Splitting Demon Scorpion King.

Six hundred thousand years old.

Its entire body was covered in layers of thick, blackish-brown carapace marked with ancient, dark-red patterns. Every plate looked as though it had been forged from layer upon layer of refined steel.

Its hooked tail was a full ten zhang long, the tip gleaming a dusky purple-black.

That meant the tail hook carried a deadly poison.

Even a Titled Douluo might lose a layer of skin if the slightest trace touched a wound...

Whoosh!

The Scorpion King's hooked tail descended once more.

Boom!!!

A corner of the city wall collapsed under the blow, sending rubble cascading down.

Over a dozen Soul Masters on the battlements fell with it, struck by enormous blocks of blue stone and badly injured.

Then, along with that section of wall, they tumbled into the beast tide below...

Their fate needed no explanation.

"The gates! Hold the gates!!"

On the battlements, a Soul Douluo shouted himself hoarse while using Soul Skills to kill Mutated Spirit Beasts.

Yet his voice sounded powerless...

The streets inside the city were filled with fleeing civilians.

"It's over... Häagen-Dazs City is finished..."

The entire great city teetered on the brink, its gates liable to fall at any moment.

Just then, a low, steady engine rumble slowly rose from behind the beast tide.

Rumble!

On the battlements.

A sharp-eyed Soul Master suddenly raised his head and looked toward the sound.

"W-what is that?!"

Everyone followed his gaze and looked into the distance.

Amid that black ocean of over a thousand ten-thousand-year Mutated Spirit Beasts, a jet-black Steel Beast, with an Armor-Piercing Ram welded to its front and a cannon mounted atop its Cargo Box, slowly emerged through the gaps in the beast tide.

Crushed beast carcasses littered its wake and the ground around it.

Yet there was not a single scratch on the Handcart.

Without slowing, it continued toward the second level of Häagen-Dazs City.

"Is... is that a handcart?"

"Is that a handcart??! Or a Martial Soul?!"

"H-how did it drive through the beast tide?!"

Everyone on the battlements stared dumbfounded, unable to believe that a handcart could make its way here.

After a brief, deathly silence, a sudden clamor erupted atop the walls.

They were not cheering Lu Yuan's arrival. They had actually begun blaming him!?!

"It's him! That boy driving the handcart!!"

A Soul Douluo pointed at the distant Handcart, his eyes venomous as he unleashed a torrent of curses.

"It's him! He's the one who lured all these beasts here!"

Those words were like a spark setting an entire haystack ablaze. Amid their panic, the people on the battlements found an outlet for their pent-up anger, and their furious cries rose without end...

"That's right! Without him, why would the beasts have set their sights on our Häagen-Dazs City?!"

"I recognize that handcart! He's the one who smashed through Heaven Dou City's gates! He broke them on purpose so the Mutated Spirit Beasts could launch a surprise attack! That despicable bastard!"

"Exactly! It's that good-for-nothing driving his junk heap! He brought this calamity to our Häagen-Dazs City!"

All at once, the Soul Masters from every faction, without caring whether the accusations were true, pinned every conflict and every problem they could not solve on Lu Yuan and his Big Luck.

As the saying went, the poor deserved to be bullied...

Lu Yuan had indeed originally been poor, but with the Spirit Beast carcasses and Spirit Bones now inside his Cargo Box, he was anything but poor.

Besides, a man could be poor without being poor in spirit. Chapter 37: Arriving at Häagen-Dazs City, Only to Find Mutated Spirit Beasts Besieging It!

Besides, a man could be poor without being poor in spirit.