Ladanieva sped forward, and as Zhang Heng shifted gears several times, the off-road vehicle's tires spun faster and faster.
The wind outside the car blew into the driver's seat, which had no door. Zhang Heng looked at the numbers on the dashboard. The car was now going at about 100 kilometers per hour, and Zhang Heng had already shifted to fifth gear. However, the white mare did not appear. So, he continued to step on the accelerator and increased the car's speed to 120 kilometers per hour.
This speed was also the highest speed Zhang Heng had driven to the Pripyat Hotel not long ago when he drove the doctor, Mouse, and others. But this time, the white mare was still nowhere to be seen.
With the help of the Filter Lens, Zhang Heng could clearly see his surroundings. Occasionally, there were eyes peeking at the road from the isolated buildings, but before the off-road vehicle could reach them, they would scatter and flee in all directions.
Zhang Heng had no other choice but to continue to speed up. Fortunately, this car was in a better condition than the few he had driven before. He could feel that the engine had not reached its limit, even though the needle was approaching the rightmost side of the speedometer.
140 kilometers per hour.
Considering the increased load on the car, Ladanieva had basically no reservations at this time. As the driver, Zhang Heng could also feel that it was not impossible to speed up further, but he would face the risk of the cylinder exploding.
Therefore, Zhang Heng finally chose to maintain this relatively safe speed. Compared to the previous two times, his speed this time should have reached the standard. Next, it was time to test if his previous deduction was accurate.
Ladanieva sped on the road in front of the Children's Palace.
At this time, the sky had begun to brighten, and the darkness receded like the tide. This seemed to prove once again that no matter what happened, the earth would still rotate normally the next day. Even if Pripyat was now empty, it would not prevent the sun, which was 149.6 million kilometers away, from spreading its sunlight on this vast and lonely land.
And when the first ray of sunlight shone through the clouds …
At the end of the horizon, a white mare also galloped toward Zhang Heng.
It was incredibly fast, appearing in front of Zhang Heng almost in the blink of an eye, and it showed no signs of slowing down. It seemed that it intended to use its own flesh and blood to fight against the human's steel creation.
The combined speed of both sides was conservatively estimated to have exceeded 400 kilometers per hour. If they collided at this speed, the white mare would almost certainly die. As for Zhang Heng's chances of survival, he was probably not optimistic either.
So this was a veritable collision of death.
At this point, it was too late for him to slow down. Even if he could kill the white mare now, he wouldn't be able to avoid the collision. He considered drifting to avoid it like the last time, but there was a telephone pole and a bus parked on the side of the road on the left and right sides of the white mare.
Zhang Heng did a quick calculation and realized that it would be difficult for him to avoid the attack completely. He also realized that it was not a coincidence that the white mare chose to charge at him at this time. Although the white mare's charge was suicidal no matter how he looked at it, the white mare was just an avatar of Loki.
Zhang Heng believed that Loki would have no reason to refuse to kill him at the cost of an avatar.
At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Zhang Heng's mind. The next moment, he maneuvered Ladanieva to drift. With a series of dazzling maneuvers, Zhang Heng accurately controlled the front of the car to avoid the white mare's charge. At the same time, he also avoided the utility pole on the right-hand side. Unfortunately, this was the limit of his skills.
Due to the lack of space, the rear of the car was scraped, causing the car to lose control at high speed. First, it hit a trash can and a curb on the side. After that, it rolled over six times in a row and rolled a long distance away. When it fell to the ground, the bricks on the back seat were thrown out as well.
This time, the white mare did not leave immediately. Instead, it retracted its hooves and stood quietly in place, looking at the SUV not far away. It seemed to want to know the fate of the driver inside.
It even took two steps forward, anticipating the scene of the driver being heavily injured, bleeding profusely, or even dying on the spot. But when it finally arrived in front of Radanieva, it was shocked to find that there was no one in the driver's seat.
Almost at the same time, an ancient feathered arrow flew out from the other side of the street. This arrow did not obey the laws of physics at all. It drew a strange arc in the air and accurately hit the white mare's ear, piercing through its left ear. The white mare raised its front hooves, let out a sad whine, and turned around to escape.
However, after being hit by the arrow, it seemed to have lost its ability to appear and disappear mysteriously. It only ran two steps like an ordinary horse, and its body was swaying. Golden blood flowed down its left ear and dripped onto the ground.
Unfortunately, before it could run a few steps, it was hit by another arrow. The second arrow hit one of its hind legs, crippling it. The white mare's speed became even slower, but following the arrow's trajectory, it finally saw where the enemy was.
At this moment, Zhang Heng was standing on the telephone pole that the SUV had hit earlier, like a king looking down from the city wall. Behind him, a pair of shadow wings spread to both sides. It was this pair of wings that saved Zhang Heng from the tragic accident.
After discovering that Ladanieva had lost control, Zhang Heng immediately chose to abandon the car. With the help of the Shadow Wings, he offset the terrible impact and arrived at where he was standing without anyone noticing.
But Zhang Heng did not stand there for long. Seeing that the white mare had lost its speed, he flapped his wings again and swooped down from the air. At the same time, he pulled out the Shrouded Sheath from his waist and slashed down!
The sharp blade cut into the white mare's nape without hesitation, like a hot knife stabbing into butter.
When Zhang Heng's feet landed on the ground, the white mare staggered past him. The look in its eyes seemed to be rejoicing that it had escaped death. Although the white mare did not know how it miraculously survived the knife, there was no wound on its body now.
So it continued to run forward. As a result, the human behind it did not chase after it this time. The white mare did not understand why Zhang Heng was suddenly so merciful. It was not until it ran another seven or eight steps that its head fell off its neck.
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