Latent Syndrome

Chapter 518 517. Speeder Party Spirit

It was just as Anonymous expected.

When the Illuminati convoy drove quickly through a few streets, they really saw a majestic giant wearing a crown, which was several times taller than other stone giants. The texture of the wind erosion of the years on the stone surface was like a real human body. A huge hand is holding the sky, head tilted, looking quite spectacular.

Jinjia was a little surprised. The deep world was so vast. He didn't even have time to complete one billionth of the distance, and all his memories were forgotten in eternity.

In the super-realm state, I encountered a dimension I had visited. I bought ten different types of lottery tickets and won big prizes. When I returned home, I found that the international movie star I dreamed of was lonely and unbearable. I got lost when I was drunk and bumped into the world by mistake. On the bed at home, at the same time, the door-to-door service of the supermarket happened to take the wrong route and delivered a few pills of sildenafil to my home. The probability of these three combined is even smaller than this.

It would be okay to say that Anonymous Doe is just a one-time super-probability, but it is completely impossible to arrive at a place he has been to twice in a row.

unless.

He is indeed in reincarnation. Not to mention all of it, he has at least visited a small half of the planes of the deep world.

Jinjia was already numb.

No matter what Anonymous Doe does next, he won't be surprised. He is indeed the most wanted criminal in the ruling house, and he is completely different from ordinary dead souls.

Jinjia looked back and saw that there had been a small commotion in the rear. Individual speedsters in the large group of motorcades had begun to fight for fuel.

"We have to speed up and escape from this plane immediately."

Jin Jiaru said, what he fears most is that if those people meet an influential driver, in that case, they are likely to unite to eliminate the nameless chasm that divides the super circuit into two.

Everyone's accelerator has been welded to death a long time ago. It is firmly embedded in it and will not be loosened until the body is shattered and the soul is shattered. The Illuminati and others will continue to upshift.

The world surrounded by giant stone statues continues to grow faster than the speed of light, and the speed on both sides is no longer as simple as phantoms.

Under this extreme trance, all the scenes became distorted and abstract, as if they had stepped out of dimensions and beyond all colors. Even people and cars were stretched extremely long in the dense mist, and their original shapes could not be seen at all.

The facial features of the speedster were diluted, and some parts of the face or body shrank rapidly, while other parts expanded extremely. During repeated deformations, afterimages were drawn out, and it seemed as if they were stretched to an incredible extent. The whole becomes a thin line spanning millions of light years.

"It's reaching the breaking point!"

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

"There's no need to hold on until the end."

Jinjia ordered this to the other subordinates of the Illuminati.

In the super world, the faster the speed, the greater the resistance. However, this resistance is not air or gravity, but the erosion of countless countercurrents of time and space.

This does not mean that real time and space only exist here with conceptual spirit. Going against the great will, the torrent pouring in from the end of freedom can wash away a conscious soul and turn it into dust.

Although the wasteland respects speed, it is not strong enough and its willpower is not tenacious enough to make it to the end in this violent road.

Several speedsters from the Illuminati had already begun to bleed from their mouths and noses, their pupils were dilated, and their brains seemed to have melted into a pulp.

"What a joke!"

"I came here with no intention of coming 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 his skin slowly expanded one by one, exploding a large amount of red pulp.

As the boss of the Illuminati, Jinjia has no sympathy at all.

"Think about it."

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

"It may also end up becoming fuel."

"Even worse, slaves, food, toys."

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

Jinjia said this, respecting their choices and not interfering. That would be insulting to them.

"Ha ha……"

"This kind of thing... I have known about it for a long time."

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

"It won't reach the end at all."

"The reason for coming to Fury Road."

"I just want to take advantage of the momentum of the team group to go further."

"The further away from the wilderness the better."

"In order to escape from this hellish place and break free from the prison, I just need to leave here, no matter what."

His facial features were extremely distorted, and the torrent had washed away him until only the white bones were left with some flesh and blood adhering to them.

"I won't hesitate to fall into reincarnation forever."

Under the constraints of eternity, these speedsters have become obsessed to the point of being almost obsessive.

Jinjia didn't show any emotion at all. He gave it up and continued to increase his speed. He wanted to cross this critical point and catch up with the convoy of more than a hundred speedsters in front of him.

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

He was also infected by those speedsters who were even willing to die and fall into reincarnation forever for the sake of freedom.

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

Finally, it was burned to ashes between infinite desolation and infinite planes. I don’t know how many more years it will take 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 prison.

Immediately afterwards, several Illuminati speedsters were swallowed up by the torrent. There were originally more than ten Illuminati members who came to participate in the competition, but only eight were left.

Not only that.

The Illuminati riders are not the only ones who hold this idea. At this critical point, the resistance is far greater than in the previous level. Some of the team members who are biting from behind cannot withstand this violent force. Resistance begins to burn out.

But from beginning to end, no one slowed down, even if they died.

At this extremely crazy speed.

Chasing the freedom of thought that is so foolish that it is almost tragic.

All burned to the ground.

Anonymous turned around and continued to increase speed. They could stop here, but they couldn't.

Prophecy from the weird mangy 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 Qinglin motorcycle's fuel tank was so fast that thousands of souls were strangled into pure fuel every second.

Anonymous continued to upshift, and the car and the driver were stretched into a straight line.

Then disappeared.

Escaped to the next place where the upper limit of the threshold is higher.