Yandere Erii, stop tormenting Lu Mingfei!

"Affected by the outer cyclone of Typhoon Whiskey, the fifth typhoon of this year, our city will experience a round of heavy rainfall... The typhoon will make landfall in the southeastern part of our city at 2:00 AM, at which time the provincial and national highways passing through our city will be closed..."

Nono's car radio was playing typhoon news.

Raindrops fell on the car window like bombs, exploding into water fireworks with a crackling sound.

"This is outrageous! The typhoon hasn't even arrived yet, and it's already bringing such a huge downpour!" Lu Mingfei and Erii were sitting in the back seat, and he couldn't help but complain as he listened to the radio.

Nuonuo hummed a cheerful tune as she drove the four-seater Ferrari at breakneck speed through the rain.

Her car gradually slowed down. The road ahead was congested with cars. It was rush hour, the time when people were leaving school and going to get off work. With such a sudden downpour, the entire transportation system was at risk of being paralyzed.

"Luckily, I guessed there would be a heavy downpour when you got out of school, so I made preparations early, otherwise I would still be stuck in traffic on my way to pick you up," Nuonuo said mysteriously.

It was as if she knew that Erii's brother would remotely call a taxi through a ride-hailing platform.

"So amazing? You can tell fortunes?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"Hehehe." Nono chuckled without saying a word. "Kassel College does have a special divination course. Interested in learning about it?"

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

Erii turned her head to look out the window. Rain pattered against the car window, the rustling sound enveloping the world. The sidewalks were empty, and the LED signs flickered monotonously and lonely in the rainy night.

She yawned, feeling a little sleepy, and gently rested her head on Lu Mingfei's shoulder, feeling the boy's warmth and clean, refreshing scent. She closed her eyes, a happy expression on her face.

The rain was pouring down, but the interior of the car was so cozy it felt like another world.

Lu Mingfei reached out and stroked her hair, which was as smooth as silk.

The rain was still heavy, and all eight lanes in the same direction were blocked, with impatient drivers honking their horns all around.

After listening to the horns for a while, Nono got a little annoyed. Suddenly, she stepped on the gas and seized a gap, cutting into the barely clear traffic next to her like a sharp blade. Although she didn't get to go very far, it was better than being stuck in traffic all the time.

"Hey, there's an overpass ahead. We'll get back faster if we take that road!" Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something.

"No, the overpass has been closed in advance. Look, there's a 'No Entry' sign over there," Nono said.

Lu Mingfei said "Oh," and suddenly heard Nuonuo get excited and say like a little madwoman, "No! Other cars have entered the overpass! There's no crime in numbers, only an idiot would wait foolishly, at worst they'll just get fined."

Lu Mingfei glanced around and saw that some vehicles couldn't wait any longer and recklessly crashed into the overpass. Through the glass windows of the vehicles, which were like curtains of flowing water, he could only see their blurry red taillights.

Many drivers shared this idea, and several daring ones turned in, instantly clearing a large distance ahead. Seeing this opportunity, Nuonuo immediately drove her car into the side road of the overpass as well.

Lu Mingfei inadvertently saw the overpass sign, which had the number 000 written on it.

The wind howled sharply, and the willow branches beside us danced wildly, like demons beckoning from the darkness.

This city does not have an elevated road numbered 000.

He was taken aback, thinking he had misread it.

The Ferrari climbed steadily along the side road. With no traffic jams, Nono drove very fast, and Lu Mingfei felt like he was floating.

"With such heavy rain, isn't it too dangerous for you to drive like this!" Lu Mingfei said in a panic.

"Don't worry! My driving skills are top-notch!" Nono stepped on the gas, seemingly completely unconcerned about the possibility of the car flipping over due to excessive speed.

Lu Mingfei regretted it; he felt he had gotten into the wrong car, but since things had come to this, he could only trust Nuonuo's driving skills.

The viaduct winds like a long dragon, with only a vast expanse of water vapor rising from the tall streetlights on both sides.

Lu Mingfei felt strange. Even though Nuonuo was driving so fast, there wasn't a single car in front of them. Not long ago, several cars had driven onto the overpass together.

Were they also reckless racers?

Tap! Tap! Tap!

In the drizzling rain, the strange and rhythmic sound of horses' hooves rang out again.

It seemed to come from behind.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

On the long overpass, only the three of them walked alone.

"What's that sound?" Suddenly, Nono seemed to sense something, and a hint of unease appeared on her face.

"You heard the sound of horses' hooves too?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"What's that sound of horses' hooves... I heard a very loud engine roar," Nono said.

Lu Mingfei was full of questions, but soon he also heard the engine sound that Nuonuo had mentioned.

Frenetic, powerful, and brimming with unparalleled horsepower!

It's speeding up from behind the Ferrari!

"It's a black Maybach!" Nono saw the behemoth approaching through the rearview mirror.

The Maybach driver accelerated relentlessly, as if he had gone mad. The engine roared with a deep, powerful howl, like a desperate beast bellowing. Even the lightning bolts striking from the horizon could not drown out its ferocious sound!

Soon, Maybach was standing shoulder to shoulder with Ferrari.

Lu Mingfei trembled violently when he saw the Maybach.

Erii sensed his unease, awoke from her light sleep, opened her deep red eyes, and gripped his hand tightly. "What's wrong, Sakura?"

"That car..." Lu Mingfei swallowed hard, his scalp tingling, barely daring to breathe, "There's no driver in the car!"

Erii looked in the direction of the sound and realized that, just as Lu Mingfei had said, the Maybach speeding towards her from behind was a ghost car.

Its black body was covered in scratches and dents, and large areas were covered in mud, as if it had just been in a car accident.

The Maybach drove tirelessly on the viaduct, without rest, as if waiting for something to return.

Erii frowned, her gentle eyes turning murderous as she clearly sensed something terrifying approaching.

Nono suddenly slowed down, then swerved the steering wheel sharply. The Ferrari's tires spun at high speed, screeching violently against the asphalt road, tracing a perfect arc. She turned the car around and then slammed on the gas! In an attempt to return to the entrance of the overpass!

"No, no! Something's wrong! This is a trap! We shouldn't have come here!" Nono's forehead was covered in beads of sweat, her face was pale, and she was terrified, as if a ghost was chasing her.

What did she profile?

A chilling image flashed through my mind.

It's as if an ordinary person inadvertently awakens their spiritual vision, looks up, and sees an indescribable deity.

But she realized it too late.

A chilling cry, like that of an infant, drifted on the wind, accompanied by a manic, twisted laugh, as if ghosts from hell were whispering among themselves.

Even though there was no one in their field of vision, it felt as if tens of thousands of eyes were staring at them.

Nono suddenly slammed on the brakes, and the Ferrari came to an abrupt stop. Lu Mingfei and Erii were almost thrown out by the powerful inertia.

Lu Mingfei did not blame the driver for his recklessness.

Because he also witnessed that shocking scene.

An eight-legged giant horse stood in the middle of the road, its body covered in golden scales, thunder rumbling in its throat, and lightning shooting from its nostrils when it exhaled.

A burly knight in golden armor rode it, his blue cloak billowing in the storm. He held a spear that looked like a withered branch, and his whole body was wrapped in a shroud covered with blood-red runes.

He seemed like a god, or perhaps a grim reaper, wearing a silver mask that revealed a single, enormous eye, its surface a burning gold like molten lava.

In an instant, a majestic and terrifying aura descended from the sky, so oppressive that they could not breathe.

They stared at each other, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Finally, the deity spoke, his solemn and ancient voice piercing through the storm and wind, proclaiming, "What a perfect bloodline! Mortals, leave this girl behind, and I will let you go home."

He pointed the long spear at Erii.

Like a judgment of cause and effect falling!