latent syndrome.

Chapter 518 517. The Spirit of the Speeding Party

Sure enough, as Anonymous expected.

When the Illuminati convoy drove through a few streets quickly, I really saw a tall giant wearing a crown, which was several times taller than other stone colossi. With a huge hand supporting the sky and its head tilted sideways, it looks quite spectacular.

Jin Jia was a little surprised, the deep world was so vast, and he had already forgotten all the memories in eternity before he even had time to walk a billionth of the distance.

In a super-world state, I encountered a plane I had been to, and I bought ten different types of lottery tickets and won all the big prizes. When I returned home, I found that the international movie star I had dreamed of was lonely and unbearable, lost after getting drunk, and directly bumped into it by mistake. My own bed, and at the same time, the door-to-door service of the supermarket just happened to go the wrong way and deliver a few sildenafil to my home. The probability of the three together is even smaller than this probability.

It’s okay to say that the nameless person is just a super probability, but it’s impossible to go to a place he’s been to twice in a row.

unless.

He is indeed in reincarnation, not to mention all of them, at least he has visited half of the planes in the deep world.

Jin Jia was already numb.

No matter what Anonymous does next, he will not be surprised. He is indeed the most wanted criminal in the Tribunal, and he is completely different from ordinary dead souls.

Jin Jia looked back, and there was a small commotion in the rear. In the large convoy group, individual speeders had already started fighting to grab fuel.

"You have to speed up, escape from this plane immediately."

As Jin Jia said, the most fearful thing is that if those people meet an influential driver, they are likely to unite in that situation to eliminate the natural moat that divides the super-boundary track into two.

Everyone has already welded the accelerator to death, and it is firmly embedded in it. It will not be loose until the body is smashed to pieces, and the light will wait for others to continue to upgrade.

The world surrounded by giant stone statues continues to grow at an unknown number of times faster than the speed of light, and the two sides are no longer as simple as phantoms.

Under this extreme trance, all the scenes become distorted and abstract, as if they have stepped out of the dimension, beyond all colors, and even people and cars are stretched extremely long in the dense haze, and the original shape cannot be seen at all.

The facial features of the speeder were all diluted, some parts of the face or body shrunk extremely quickly, and other parts swelled extremely. Between repeated deformations, afterimages were pulled out, and it seemed to be stretched to an unbelievable level. The whole becomes a thin line across millions of light-years.

"It's the critical point!"

"Those who can't hold it can leave!"

"There's no need to stick to the end."

Jinjia ordered the rest of the Illuminati's subordinates.

In the transboundary, the faster the speed, the greater the resistance, but this resistance is not air or gravity, but the erosion of countless space-time countercurrents.

It doesn't mean the real time and space, where only the concept spirit exists, and it goes against the great will, and the torrent pouring from the end of freedom can wash away a conscious soul into dust.

Although the wilderness respects speed, its own strength is not strong enough, its willpower is not strong enough, and it cannot go to the end on this violent road.

Several speed riders of the Illuminati have already begun to bleed from their mouths and noses, their pupils are dilated, and their brains seem to have melted into a paste.

"What a joke!"

"I came here with no intention of going back alive."

"I believe in that legend."

"If you die in the super-world, you will not return to the wasteland in the next reincarnation."

An Illuminati driver's body was stretched extremely long in a critical state, and the pores on the skin slowly expanded one by one, bursting out a large amount of red pulp.

As the boss of the Illuminati, Jin Jia did not have the slightest sympathy.

"Think about it."

"Even if you really don't return to the wasteland, you leave the wasteland."

"It may also inevitably end up as fuel."

"Even worse, slaves, food, toys."

"Probably not even as good as...the Illuminati."

As Jinjia said, he respected their choices and did not interfere too much. In that case, he would be insulting them.

"Ha ha……"

"This kind of thing... I already knew."

"With my low level, I can't compare with those who are famous in the desert."

"I can't even make it to the end."

"The reason for coming to the road of fury."

"It's just to take advantage of the momentum of the team group to go further."

"The farther away from the wasteland the better."

"In order to escape from this ghostly place and break free from the cage, as long as you leave here, whatever you do is fine."

His facial features were extremely distorted, and the torrent had washed him down to the point where only a little flesh and blood remained on the white bones.

"Even if it is eternal reincarnation, I will not hesitate."

Under the constraints of eternity, these speed riders have become obsessed to the point of being almost obsessed.

Jinjia was not moved at all, and continued to speed up, to cross this critical point and catch up with the group team of more than 100 speeders in front.

Anonymous looked back and was also infected by that thought. There were more than ten people participating in the Illuminati this time, and it is impossible for all of them to be top players.

He is also somewhat infected by those speed riders who are willing to die for freedom and even fall into reincarnation forever.

I saw that even though they were in this extreme pain, they were washed to the bones by the torrent pouring in from the end of freedom, and finally even the people and the car started to burn, but they didn't let go of the accelerator at all.

In the end, it was burned to ashes between the infinite desolation and the infinite plane. I don't know how many years will pass before the remaining obsessions can continue to be pieced together.

Can this be true freedom?
In the end, he just lost his memory and fell into a bigger cage.

Immediately afterwards, several speeders of the Illuminati were also swallowed up by the torrent. There were more than a dozen members of the Illuminati who had come to participate in the competition, but only eight remained.

Not only that.

Far from being the only drivers who hold this kind of thinking in the Illumination Society, at this critical point, the resistance is far greater than that of the previous plane, and some people in the team group who are biting from behind can't stand this violent force. Resistance, began to burn and incinerate.

But from the beginning to the end, no one slowed down, and they were dying.

This is extremely crazy speed.

Chasing thought in this ignorance to an almost tragic freedom.

All burned to extinction.

Anonymous turned his head and continued to speed up. They can stop here, but they can't.

A prophecy from that queer lame head.

It seems that the deep world has reached the point of destruction, and there is no next life. This is the last time, a wild gamble to find the essence.

The fuel consumption in the fuel tank of the Qinglin locomotive is extremely fast, and thousands of souls are strangled into pure fuel every second.

The nameless person continued to upshift, stretching his body and car into a straight line.

Then disappeared.

Escaping into the next place with a higher upper threshold.

(End of this chapter)