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"Zerg knows!"

With the brakes that didn't exist at all stepped on, the off-road vehicle, which was left with only a pile of parts, gradually slowed down.

"..."

The members of the Tower of Babel who came to investigate the situation looked at the off-road vehicle and fell into silence.

This broken car can still move?

Where does the motivation come from?

The engine is gone!

Steering wheel, seats, tires.

He only saw these things.

TM's seat floated in the void.

The tires rolled in the air.

This is the case -

He saw the little kid sitting in the driver's seat turn the steering wheel, and then the ghost car also turned.

The members of Tower of Babel looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"Is Her Highness Theresa okay?"

Askalon asked.

"… Her Highness Theresa is safe, but Lord Ascalon, your car…"

The expressions of the members of Tower of Babel were very strange.

If Kulusier saw this, the master engineer would probably have his worldview collapsed.

"Please don't mind this car."

Ascalon knew that Babel had won.

After all, Tracy would never do such an outrageous thing.

Zeger did it.

And he held good will toward the Tower of Babel.

She was wrong—

Kal'tsit is not refining copper, she is trying to please the boss!

"I'll go report it."

The Babel operator felt that he still had to report.

After all, he always felt that he had encountered something dirty—

Maybe Ascalon is dead and now she is sitting on a ghost car.

Otherwise there is no way to explain it.

Even the engine is gone, how on earth does this off-road vehicle move forward?

The Sarkaz souls are above.

The Babel member went back in a hurry.

The SUV has stopped.

But it still didn't fall apart.

Ascalon looked at the chair floating in the air and remained silent.

It’s over.

The female assassin thought she might be dead.

She just didn't notice it.

This scene is so destructive to my worldview.

"Zerg, as long as you have a steering wheel and tires, you can drive a car?"

W suddenly asked.

"Well, that should work!"

Zeg thought for a few seconds, then broke into a huge smile.

"I see."

The Sarkaz girl seemed to be thinking about something.

So does that mean that as long as you have two tires and a steering wheel, you can put them together to make a drivable void motorcycle?

Six or eight tires plus a steering wheel can be combined into a void vehicle that can transport supplies?

W has some ideas.

"???"

What do you mean it should be possible!

Haven’t you already done it!

Ascalon hesitated to speak.

She is now sitting in a void off-road vehicle.

Fortunately, Kal'tsit didn't see this scene.

Otherwise, the knowledgeable and omniscient Filin woman would probably have her worldview collapsed.

"somebody is coming!"

Zeg looked into the distance.

Two figures are gradually approaching.

“…It’s Her Highness Theresa and the Doctor.”

Ascalon recognized the person who came.

"Have you ever seen that doctor?"

At this moment, Demon Lord Sarkaz was in a somewhat subtle mood.

She pointed to the void SUV that had not fallen apart.

Is it that the body of the car is obscured by some Originium technique, so only the steering wheel, seats and four tires can be seen?

"..."

The Doctor opened his mouth slightly.

She had never seen anything like it.

Although she is now a battlefield commander, she was once a scientist after all.

Now the doctor feels that his three perspectives have been greatly impacted——

It was directly crushed into pieces.

"Theresa, perhaps you can confirm that what we encountered was not an illusion, or a wandering Sarkaz spirit?"

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Volume 1: Chapter 111 Do you like van games?

"Your Highness Theresa!"

Ascalon, sitting on a pile of spare parts, was a little excited.

Because it looked like her beloved Sarkaz Demon King had not been attacked yet.

This couldn't be better.

The female assassin was most worried about before she returned -

Theresa was assassinated.

Tracy also has a large number of Sarkaz assassins under his command, but none of them can match her level as she was once taught by the Regent himself.

But if she was not with His Highness, Ascalon was worried that Teresis's assassination would succeed.

Now it seems that there is no need to worry about this possibility.

"Ascalon, can you introduce me to your friends?"

The Sarkaz princess put away her somewhat subtle expression.

Although I couldn't understand how a bunch of parts could float in the air without falling apart, it wasn't a big problem.

Originium Technique can explain everything.

"..."

These people are not friends.

It was just Kal'tsit's order.

Ascalon thought so.

In particular, there was a pardoner and a madman among them.

She glanced at the white-horned Sarkaz holding a long sword and the white-haired Sarkaz girl.

"This is Skadi, a powerful swordsman."

The Sarkaz Assassin introduced the Deep Sea Hunter in this way.

The strong are worthy of respect.

Especially since this strong man seemed to be on his side.

"Hello."

Skadi greeted very calmly.

"Hello, Miss Skadi."

The young devil smiled slightly.

"Quesasina... is a powerful swordsman of the Absolutioner."

After a few seconds of silence, Ascalon said this.

"Swordsman of the Pardoner?"

Theresa was slightly stunned.

If memory serves me correctly, the Pardoner seemed to be on her brother's side.

"Hello, Her Majesty Theresa."

Facing the Demon Lord of the Sarkaz, even though they were hostile before being captured, Kwisathina still respected her.

After all, Theresa is one of the six heroes of Sarkaz.

Made great contributions to the preservation and reconstruction of Kazdel.

Even in a hostile position——

Kwisashina still had great respect for her.

"It is an honor to see a swordsman who is a pardoner, Miss Quisasina."

Theresa extended her hand without hesitation.

He was not worried at all whether he would be attacked by a powerful swordsman of the Absolution Master at such a close distance.

"…You are indeed as the rumors say."

Kwisashina looked at the Sarkaz Demon King who was so close to her——

It only takes a moment for her to draw her sword and it can slice across the opponent's neck.

But there was no trace of worry or vigilance in the girl's eyes.