He drove the vehicle that Ling Ping'an had named the 'Peace Chariot'.
Ling Ping'an ran wildly through the vast mountain gorge.
According to the data from the Legend of Nightmare, the vehicle he was driving was close to 300 kilometers per hour!
It was almost at the speed of sound!
Moreover, this area was basically full of canyons and mountains.
But sitting in the vehicle, he didn't feel any bumps at all.
It wasn't scientific at all!
What was even more unscientific was the off-road performance of this vehicle!
No matter how steep the slope was, no matter how bumpy the road was, he could rush through it.
What was even more exaggerated was that driving was extremely simple. Ling Ping'an only needed to use his mind to drive and immediately complete the acceleration, deceleration, turning, and other operations.
"If this kind of vehicle can be developed in reality..." Ling Ping'an thought, "Wouldn't the tycoons go crazy over it?"
Even if it was a game, Ling Ping'an felt that the tycoons were going crazy over it.
The only problem was that the durability of this thing was dropping rapidly!
Basically, it would drop five points of durability every minute it ran.
Therefore, Ling Ping'an only felt good for less than twenty minutes before this thing shattered into a pile of bronze trash.
The first generation of the 'Peace Chariot' was dead!
Why was it the first generation?
Because Ling Ping'an had already targeted the parts of the second generation of the 'Peace Chariot'.
He jumped to the top of a cliff and looked down into a valley in the cliff.
Thick smoke billowed inside, and countless chimneys stood there.
What attracted Ling Ping'an's attention the most were the four huge metal objects placed in the center of the camp.
Each of these four things was at least as big as the wheels of the large trucks that were used to transport ores in the mines.
Moreover, they looked round and had the potential to be used as wheels.
"Hmm..." Ling Ping'an looked at them and rubbed his hands. He said, "They can definitely be used as wheels!"
He then looked at the humanoid things that were moving around in the camp.
These things were covered in all kinds of strange sarcomas, and from time to time, all kinds of green and black juice flowed out of their bodies.
Every step they took, it was as if they were about to die.
But even so, the monsters were still moving things that looked like glass bottles and earthen jars non-stop.
They moved these things into the chimney-like buildings.
Who knew what they were producing?
But it was definitely not something good!
Ling Ping'an looked at them and couldn't help but feel pity!
"You're so pitiful. Why don't I set you free!" Both of his heads shook and automatically shouted, "WAAAGH!"
Then, Ling Ping'an jumped down from the cliff.
Bang!
His burly body directly smashed a large depression in the ground.
It even smashed a few monsters that were carrying some glass jars to death.
These little things were too fragile.
Ling Ping'an sat down and a few of them died. The impact of the landing killed a few more.
It was not that he was too powerful, but that these monsters' levels were too low!
They were all level 1 and level 2 monsters, and their HP was frighteningly low.
Only ten points!
In other words, even if Ling Ping'an didn't fall, they probably wouldn't be able to live for long.
The only problem was that after these monsters died, their corpses would immediately explode.
The power was not small. Ling Ping'an had just landed when he saw the densely packed plague damage, poison damage, and voodoo damage in the battle notification.
Only then did he know that the name of these little things was' Nurgle Spirit Modified by Voodoo '. These inconspicuous little monsters actually had a background story like ordinary bosses.
However, Ling Ping'an didn't have time to look at it because his two heads and four eyes had already seen countless monsters crawling out of countless chimneys and cellars.
They were densely packed, and they were all 'Nurgle Spirit Modified by Voodoo'.
Their size was about the same as a four or five-year-old child.
Their entire bodies were covered in sarcomas, and the sarcomas were filled with densely packed small bugs and pus secreted by these bugs.
After these things discovered Ling Ping'an, they actually plucked sarcomas filled with pus and bugs from their bodies or from the bodies of their nearby companions. Like basketball players shooting, they threw these sarcomas at Ling Ping'an.
Pa pa pa!
Before Ling Ping'an could even stand up, at least hundreds of sarcomas smashed at him.
His line of sight was almost completely occupied by these disgusting sarcomas.
"Although I also like playing basketball!" Ling Ping'an said, "But this is too much!
What happened to the basketball court that only allowed one Kun Kun?
However...
He glanced at the damage in the battle record just now.
Basically, it was only 1 point.
It was a forced deduction of HP by the system.
In other words, the damage of the sarcomas thrown by these little things might not be as fast as his passive HP regeneration.
Therefore, he simply stood straight on the spot.
He allowed the sarcomas to greet him.
Pa pa pa!
Hundreds of sarcomas smashed over, but most of them failed to hit his body and only exploded around him.
Only a few hit Ling Ping'an.
It seemed that these little monsters not only liked to play basketball, but their skills were also similar to Kun Kun.
The only problem was that they were too unhygienic!
Hundreds of sarcomas smashed around Ling Ping'an and shattered one by one.
The pus and worms inside were blown up everywhere.
Ling Ping'an's body was covered in all kinds of small bugs and covered in sticky liquid.
It made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he felt inexplicably good physiologically.
It seemed that this body liked this kind of environment!
And such an attack was indeed very terrifying.
It made Ling Ping'an's HP start to ride a roller coaster!
It fluctuated between 1600-1800 for at least a few seconds before finally slowly returning to normal.
But it was still unable to return to full.
That was because after these sarcomas exploded, the voodoo damage was continuous.
Usually, the duration was as long as 15 seconds, and some could even last for a minute!
"This won't do!" Ling Ping'an thought.
Although he had a passive ability, he couldn't afford to waste it like this!
Therefore, before the second wave of sarcomas came, he immediately activated his skill: I Think Lvl 1.
He picked up the two glass jars that he could pick up on the ground and transformed them into a shield.
Holding the shield, he directly rushed into the midst of these little monsters.
And these Nurgle spirits that had been transformed by voodoo were simply too fragile.
In terms of close combat, they were trash!
Ling Ping'an rushed in like a heavy tank crushing a group of ants.
He didn't need to expend any effort at all. He didn't even need to make a move!
These monsters died in large numbers.
Then, they exploded one by one.
The pus and bugs in the sarcomas flew everywhere.
What was even more terrifying was that if one died, it would cause the monsters around it to die as well.
One explosion would kill all the monsters in the area!
For a moment, the entire camp was like firecrackers, crackling non-stop.
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