latent syndrome.

Chapter 516 515. Beyond the Boundary
10 minutes passed.

The host of Fury Road made witty remarks and crazily explained that this track, which is less than 300 meters wide, is like a meat grinder, full of broken corpses and blood.

The tragic whispers of the countless dead souls who were crushed and strangled to fuel by the spiral saw teeth were all overwhelmed by the maddened carnival.

at last.

After the last batch of speeders started, Anonymous, including the Illuminati, also came to the starting line and became the focus of attention of the audience.

After another ten seconds, they are about to enter the field. The row of fifty speeders all started to warm up their engines so that they could start quickly. It would be best if they could escape from the slaughterhouse a few kilometers ahead in an instant.

Many speed riders also started talking trash.

"what?"

"Not licked yet, not licked yet."

"Ha ha……"

The Mohawk's motorcycle was rattling loudly, while he kept tinkering with his cheap dagger.

Wuming was almost left speechless by this old brother, anyway, he won't live long, so wait for him to fill the cup.

The other speedsters in the same row were also talking all kinds of tactical trash.

"Father 49, I have something to announce. I'm an idiot. Please don't kill me."

A bald man who was afraid that the campus would not be violent enough and looked extremely ferocious said so, the ultimate villain in the deep world, who has two faces and three swords, is actually already thinking about how to kill everyone else.

"Peaceful development, our group of people, just abide by the spirit of sportsmanship, don't do anything, real men only play with speed."

A murloc with flippers suggested so.

The Illuminati Society and others are completely indifferent. In the deep world, don’t believe even father and son lovers. No matter how deep the relationship is, how many years of friendship is useless. Come on, there are many people kneeling and licking their shoes, but once they relax, the knife will directly stab the Tianling cover in the next second, and some people who are not clear-headed will carry out some entertainment activities while the remnants of their souls have not dissipated.

Every driver in the same batch as Anonymous was gearing up and holding their breath, only a few seconds left.

The host is still commenting on the big screen.

At this moment, a pixelated avatar with a scarred face occupied the screen, and the camera was aimed at the nameless body.

anonymous:"……"

It should be that I was targeted when I registered at the cemetery a few days ago, but it doesn't matter, anyway, the information here is isolated, they are just caged beasts, and it is impossible to unite all the insightful people of the deep world to gather together to explode kill yourself.

"Now I want to introduce the upset dark horse player!"

"Although this is the first time I have come to participate in the Road of Fury."

"But his name can stop children from crying at night and make women dare not walk at night."

"I solemnly introduce."

"The most wanted man in the Tribunal of Truth."

"The crumbs of the deep world."

"Notorious, notorious active speedster."

"anonymous!"

Although the host was eloquent, the vast majority of people didn't buy it, and they didn't know who it was. There were only some living fossils present, and their hearts were broken when they heard the name.

Are these devils also trapped in the desert of thought?
Please, can I die in the super realm?

Selene held her forehead in the auditorium. Anonymous is too ostentatious, and this situation should be avoided, but in order to get out of this desert of thought, let him go.

Following the start line, two giant flame jets erupted.

This group of people started running at the same time.

Without further ado, Anonymous simply killed everyone except the Illuminati in order not to be disturbed before entering the Transcendent.

"die!"

Without any auxiliary equipment or props, it just erupts with the purest spiritual power.

bang bang bang...

More than 30 people in the same row burst into a bloody mist, including people and cars.

The boss of the Illuminati Society almost dropped his jaw to the ground. Even though he knew that the combat power of the scarred face was extremely outrageous, he didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

Even the host doesn't know how to explain it.

"Indeed……"

"The crumbs of the crumbs!"

"The videographers accompanying him in this batch have been fucked up, bastard!"

"There are no fancy attacks."

"Just pure thought."

"Shut it off! It's boring!"

"The strongest dark horse is born!"

"Anonymous is as good as a fake!"

"The reverse journey of all things, the passer-by of a hundred generations, life is like a dream, and there is no joy."

"God obeys me, God prospers, God defies me, God perishes!"

The host explained wildly.

"Shut up your mother, you idiot."

Anonymous was too embarrassed.

He took the Illuminati and others like arrows from the string, and he increased the speed with a bang, and soon the audience seats on both sides were turned into phantoms, and the motorcycle tires were a little slippery because of the purgatory flesh and blood Shura field, but as the speed increased Faster and faster, a kind of grip that rests on the invisible makes the motorcycle extremely stable.

The strong wind blowing against the whole body has a fishy smell, and with the extreme speed, it is almost impossible to breathe, and the gravel in the wind is like a knife.

The nameless person has only one thought, for this road of rage, every speeder prepares an exaggerated amount of fuel to supply and consume.

He doesn't care about champions or not, he just wants to surpass the speed of thought and leave this lawless zone where nothing grows.

It is best to use battle to support war, and use all the motorcyclists as spare fuel. After entering the super realm, it is good to capture one and put it in the fuel tank.

There is no time, space, or logic in the wasteland, only human corrections.

When the speed is faster than the maximum value of this correction, it will be able to fly into the super boundary, which is almost 30 kilometers per second. Although this track is only [-] kilometers long, it is only used for starting. After completing the start and exceeding the correction, It's just the beginning.

In a few seconds.

Anonymous led a group of Illuminati and rushed to a place of more than 40 kilometers, and the speed became faster and faster.

"Damn it, someone intercepted it."

An Illuminati Soul Eater speeder driving a limb car yelled that someone stopped in the middle of the road and got down to block and kill other speeders, in order to provide an advantage to the people in his own faction.

There are many such guys.

A few of the Illuminati who came to participate for the first time were a little flustered.

"Create death directly..."

Anonymous didn't say anything else, a few things like blood collection tubes appeared on the locomotive and inserted into his spine. While burning his consciousness and soul, he was also burning himself.

The agile blue-scaled locomotive suddenly began to deform, the exhaust pipe became an L-shaped flying rib, the outline became rougher, the handle was more like a steel horn, and the body was burning with blood-red fire.

The nameless person rammed directly towards the person blocking the road, and the extremely fast speed did not knock the person away, but twisted into the tire of the car and turned for a while without leaving any residue.

There seemed to be gills on both sides of the Qinglin locomotive, which sucked in all the soul of this person and turned it into fuel for consumption.

Immediately, the speed of the car became faster, and the face of Wumingshi was covered with bloodstains from the wind and sand.

Then followed by Wu Mingshi's fierce upshift.

Boom.

Escaped into the super realm and disappeared from the original place.

The Illuminati and others also entered the super realm one by one.

As for the flying rider behind, because the speed was affected by the blocker who got off the car in the middle, all kinds of crashes and pulleys occurred.

At this terrifying speed, it directly hit the wall of the dead at the end of the [-]-kilometer track.

Miserable.

It was as if eggs had been smashed against the wall one by one, and they burst open one after another. They were all bright red, and there was still a broken bone left, which could be called the end of life.

(End of this chapter)