In the endless painful wasteland, on the red desert, a line of seven large and small vehicles moved forward amidst the ear-piercing roar of promethium engines, raising large swaths of dust and sand.

Each of these vehicles has been brutally modified. The hood and the iron sheets on both sides are covered with a large number of rusty spikes, and on the top of the vehicle are heavy multi-gun cannons.

Additional gas injection devices are installed at the rear of the vehicle.

Those high-temperature and high-pressure gases can increase the speed of vehicles to an incredible level in a short period of time. These ferocious modified vehicles can chase their prey as fiercely as bloodthirsty sharks, then tear them apart and chew the prey.

Blood full of pain and cowardice.

The first and largest car was a scarlet heavy truck. The spikes in front of the vehicle were interspersed with a dozen skulls that had rotted and turned black under the high temperature. The stench emanating from them filled the cab, making Lyle feel ecstatic.

.

The only pity is.

These decorative skulls have been left here too long.

The smell of blood has become less strong, exuding more of an unpleasant rancid smell. But this small flaw is not worth mentioning to Lyle.

"Soon!"

He seemed to be speaking to his companion next to him - a biochemically modified man who was over two meters tall with a collar around his neck and a 20 centimeter-high banned drug syringe inserted behind his back. It was also as if he was trying to temporarily suppress his inner feelings.

He was furious and crazy with bloodthirsty. He kept muttering, and bright red saliva flowed from the gaps between his teeth and flowed down his chin.

He repeated, "Soon, soon we will have fresh skulls to decorate you, my little cutie, just thinking of the scene of warm blood spurting out from the neck that was torn alive, I just

I feel like the blood all over my body is boiling."

Buzz!

The scarlet modified vehicle under the crotch.

It seemed that Lyle's blasphemous murmur could be heard, and the polluted machine soul controlled the engine to make a deafening roar. The speed of the already extremely fast vehicle increased again, raising dust in the rumbling vibrations, and roared all the way.

Cross the raised sand dunes in front of you.

Then——

Bang!

There was a huge explosion, and a gray-black mushroom cloud rose out of thin air behind the vehicle.

Its powerful shock wave caught up with the speeding car in an instant. Even though it was hundreds of meters away, Claire could still feel the violent bumps of the vehicle.

The powerful shock wave caused the vehicle's overloaded engine to instantly overheat. Amidst a burst of unwilling buzzing, the abominable machine stalled. It drew a deep ravine on the ground and then stopped.

Move.

"Stop dozing here!"

Lyle viciously punched his companion Ralph in the face, and the alien cyborg opened his mouth and let out an angry roar. He was once a human being, but his mind had already been subjected to successive cruel experiments and transformations.

He was completely destroyed by the tragic physical mutation. Today's Ralph is a bloodthirsty hound that sometimes hurts his owner.

Fortunately, maybe he was attracted by the violent explosion.

Ralph did not choose to attack his teammates at this time. At Lyle's urging, Ralph tore open the car door and walked out. As the banned drug in the syringe behind his back was injected into his blood vessels, excessive excitement

The drugs and adrenaline made Ralph even more violent. His teeth were grinding, a low and rapid roar came from his mouth, and his eyes were as red as blood.

Bang!

Lyle followed closely and jumped out of the modified car.

His nostrils were filled with the sweet smell of promethium burning violently. Behind the butt of the parked vehicle, gray-black smoke pillars slowly rose from the burning vehicle. The crisp crackling sound heralded a fierce exchange of fire.<

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It was an unfair fight and they were ambushed.

Before the mutants and modified people loyal to the Brass Brotherhood could climb out of the carriage, they were sprayed alive by the dense tongues of fire. Some unlucky ones died in the toxic smoke and

In the blazing fire, the screams of those guys still echoed in Lyle's ears.

But——

Lyle doesn't care whether the fight is fair or not.

He doesn’t even care about the life and death of his companions.

As long as he smells the damn smell of blood, he will become manic, lose his mind, and turn into a bloodthirsty beast!

"Ah! That's it! Fighting each other, how wonderful..."

In a spasm of excitement, Lyle activated his weapon—a vicious, over-modified chain sword. This rusty brass sword not only had red rust spikes on its blade, but also had red rust spikes on its blade.

The handle also has sharp spikes. When Lyle uses this weapon, he will be hurt by his own weapon first before hurting the enemy. He is a variant that tears people alive, and such damage cannot be done.

It will make him weak, and the pain will only make Lyle crazier.

Tsk!

Activate the chainsword and slash!

A thin pure-blooded warrior kept convulsing and shaking as the sawtooth turned, and blood spurted out from the wound on his neck. The warrior's face gradually turned pale, and the light in his black pupils suddenly became

Dim.

Bang!

The sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

"The first one." Lyle muttered silently in his heart, and the smell of blood in his nose relieved his hunger and thirst. He calmly and leisurely stared at the second prey, a young boy holding a shotgun.

Click!

Severe pain came from the shoulder.

Half of Lyle's body lost consciousness in an instant. He raised his head and looked at the flashing electric light in Kano's hand. The expression on his face was stunned at first, and then became incomparable like a greedy gourmet discovering delicious food.

Greed, "Psychic!?"

"My companions will kill your compatriots first, and I will taste your pain before executing you. Even for me, you are a unique prey!" Lyle sprinted towards Kano,

The expression on his face became more ferocious because of the pain.

"Prey!?"

Kano fired three shots in a row.

Unfortunately, the power of the homemade shotgun was limited, and it was not enough to penetrate the brass armor that had been blessed and integrated with flesh and blood on Lyle's body. He simply threw the shotgun aside, pulled it out and stuck it on his belt.

holding a short sword, he sneered and said, "Everything will be different from now on. I will hunt you until the last variant disappears from this sacred land!"

"Kill!"
Chapter completed!