The man's face gradually turned crimson. Blue veins popped out from his forehead and extended all the way to the space between his eyebrows.
He was squeezed between the levitating cabin and the iron door. Woyu had never let go of the accelerator. Even his breath was barely audible. However, he reacted quickly and managed to twist his body before he was hit. Even though one of his hands was pinned under his body, the other hand was placed on the levitating cabin.
The head of the cabin melted under his palm like a piece of ice cream under the sun. Pieces of raw materials fell off one after another, and the head of the cabin was getting shorter and shorter. The hover cabin, which had been silent all this while, began to vibrate violently. It seemed like the engine was starting to be affected.
Half a second later, Woyu felt cold sweat stinging his eyes, but what blurred his vision was his nervousness and panic. In his original plan, he should have hit the man's back. That way, the man would have been hit by his surprise attack, and he would have hit the man's back together with his hand.
However, the man's hand did not fall on the iron door. Instead, it was nibbling away at his levitating cabin piece by piece.
Woyu did not dare to retreat, but he also did not dare to let the stalemate continue. The levitating cabin trembled more and more violently. It was as if it was going to fall at any moment. The man's face was so red that it looked like it was about to explode. A twisted smile appeared on his face. The man's voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible. "What are you going to do when it's gone?"
By that time, the severely injured Woyu would have no choice but to die.
It was not until Woyu heard himself roar that he realized what he was doing. Driven by fear and anger, he leaned forward and reached for the control panel.
The black lever on the panel was tilted to one side. The wire connecting it to the lever had been cut, and it was flickering with electric sparks. Woyu did not dare to let go of the accelerator. While the sound of the levitating cabin was getting more and more terrifying, he pressed the man against the iron door. He stretched his body and reached out his hand. His fingertips slid across the lever a few times.
When the levitating cabin suddenly started to fall, Woyu finally managed to grab hold of it. He thought he was going to fall, but to his surprise, the levitating cabin managed to maintain its balance. Before he could rejoice, he immediately pulled the lever out of the console.
'Please, 'Woyu thought.' If there really is a God, please let this levitating pod hold on a little longer. '
As the thought flashed through his mind, the black rod in his hand stabbed towards the man's face.
The instant seemed to stretch into minutes. He saw clearly the man's eyes widen suddenly, and how the straight nose tilted to one side as the lever struck the bridge of his nose. Then, the man closed his eyes tightly, his entire face shrunk into a ball from the impact. Blood and teeth flew out from under the pole, accompanied by a long cry of pain that seemed to have no end.
Almost subconsciously, the man whose face was covered in blood raised his hand, trying to block the pole that was smashing towards his face again and again. At that moment, Woyu could no longer feel the pain in his body. All he could hear was the sound of his blood pumping in his veins. His reflexes had never been so agile before. He quickly withdrew his hand and pushed the pole up against the base of the man's palm. With a loud thud, the gloved hand was pressed against the iron door.
The glove immediately took on the color of the door and turned into a sheet of iron gray.
It was not until then that Woyu realized how strong the man really was.
He had already exerted all his strength, and had put all his weight on the pole, but the hand still, little by little, left the door, and slowly rose.
"Do you think I can't move because of your levitating pod?" The man laughed, panting, but there was no humor in his voice. "I just think … this is a rare opportunity to destroy this levitating pod."
Woyu could feel tears welling up in his eyes. He bit the inside of his cheek, not daring to say a word. All he could do was press his hand back against the door. In just half a second, a hole the size of a human head had appeared on the iron door. The cold air on the other side of the door instantly turned into a gust of wind and blew in.
It took Woyu almost two seconds to realize that it was an impossible task.
He threw the lever down and steered the levitating pod backward. When the man was a few steps away from the iron door, the engine of the levitating pod started to hum. White smoke rose from the gaps of the pod. It seemed like the pod was about to collapse. In fact, he was already surprised that the pod could still float even after losing a third of its body.
It was going to turn into a pile of scrap metal soon. Before that happened, he decided to let it play its last role.
Woyu turned the pod around and sped in the other direction. The man behind him roared angrily and followed closely behind him with heavy footsteps.
"Please, just one more minute, just one more minute!"
He prayed in his heart and suddenly pulled up the bow of the cabin, sticking close to the top of the man's head as he turned back. As the man cursed behind him, Woyu wiped his eyes and stepped hard on the accelerator. He flew straight toward the hole the size of a human head on the iron door.
When the color of the iron gate suddenly filled his vision, the only thing he could do was to curl up in the driver's seat.
The impact was more violent than he had imagined.
His skull, blood, internal organs, and thoughts seemed to have been smashed together in an instant. In the dizzying darkness, he gripped the seat tightly. For a moment, he didn't know which side was up and which side was down. He didn't know whether he was going to die or not. Broken pieces of iron flew out and hit the pod and his body. The pod trembled as if it was going to shatter into pieces, drowning out all his senses.
When he finally realized that he had broken through the gate, the levitating pod was no longer floating. Together with the cabin, he rushed into an empty hall, and fell to the ground with it. Woyu looked around, gritted his teeth, and struggled out of the driver's seat. He limped to the other end of the hall, which was not a wall, but a huge circular door.
He trembled as he stopped beside the passageway door, and with trembling hands, he touched the control panel. The control panel was more complicated, but fortunately, it was labeled and explained. He glanced at it, pulled down a lever, and pressed a few buttons. However, he wasn't sure whether he had done it correctly or not.
Woyu had done everything he could. The circular door was still standing quietly. Only the sound of the strong wind lashing against the ship reached his ears through the metal. With just a glance, he knew that this door was different from the iron door. It was so wide and heavy that even a rocket launcher might not be able to make a hole in it.
He let out a long sigh and slid down the control panel to the ground. His body felt soft and broken, as if he had been run over by a train.
A series of heavy footsteps came from the ruins of the iron door behind him.
"So, what you said is true?" The man with a bloodied face and a broken nose walked into the hall. He glanced at the closed circular door and let out a sigh. Then, he suddenly laughed. "The woman who bought my house is now following Exodus? You risked your life to enter the port, just to let her in? "
Woyu did not even have the strength to lift his eyes.
He watched as the pair of black boots came closer and closer until they stopped in front of him.
The man did not rush to deal with him. Instead, he admired the tightly shut circular door for a while.
"If you can't open this door, you're just wasting your energy," he said softly. His throat was moist with blood. "Once you're dead, she won't be able to catch up to us. I've already used the emergency recovery code to set a new route for Exodus."
Woyu was not interested in knowing what the route was. He knew that he was going to die soon, so he would leave the rest to Lin Sanjiu. He did try to steal from her once, but he felt that he had repaid his debt.
He felt the man grab his hair and pull him up from the ground.
Obviously, in the man's eyes, he was already a dead man. The man frowned and shook his right hand as he muttered to himself, "With so much damage, it looks like I'll have to double the price the next time I sell the house …"
His glove appeared again. This time, it caught the texture of the circular door and formed a thick layer on his hand.
"Goodbye," the man said softly. "Have a good death."
Just as the glove was about to touch Woyu's face, they heard a sharp whistling sound. For a moment, they couldn't tell where it came from. Just as the two of them shuddered, the whistling sound came from afar. Then, the ground under their feet suddenly shook, and the roar of an engine filled their ears.
"Where is it?" The man's expression changed. He looked around and asked, "Where is the sound coming from?"
A pale smile slowly appeared on Woyu's face.
The next moment, the circular door opened, revealing a long tunnel behind it. It was so long that they couldn't see the end of it. A black aircraft slowly glided into the hall from a distant orbit. The two "scythes" that were more than ten meters tall did not reflect any light in the hall. It was as if they had absorbed all the light in the hall.
The man pulled Woyu up and grabbed him by the throat.
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