An Zhe estimated the distance between himself and Anthony. He quickly rolled up his clothes with mycelium and flowed out of the gap between Horsen’s messed up body, regaining his freedom. His mycelium rushed to the door like a white tide. He changed back to a human state at the door, pressing the door’s switch.

There was a muffled sound and the door popped open. An Zhe instantly recovered all his mycelium and pulled at Horsen’s collar. The two of them fell off the car together and onto the sand. It was at least safer here than the small space of the carriage.

However, after a moment, Anthony also emerged from the car door. There was a harsh buzzing sound as he flew up four or five metres before swooping down sharply. An Zhe got up quickly when Anthony was flying up and ran to the rear.

He saw Horsen lying on the sand with blank eyes and Anthony’s sharp forelimbs piercing his chest. An Zhe had seen too many monster hunts and escape methods in the Abyss. He knew how to escape and thought Horsen did as well. Even so, it wasn’t until the blood splattered that Horsen screamed and grabbed Anthony’s front legs with both hands, kicking Anthony’s body away as he frantically tried to escape.

The ground roared. An Zhe turned his head quickly and saw the armoured car that had driven quite a distance away make a sharp turn. It was heading to this side. Vance had finally discovered that something was wrong.

An Zhe gasped for a few moments before running in the direction of the armoured vehicle. Through the window, he could see Vance’s anxious expression. Before he got there, the door of the armoured car opened. Once it passed by An Zhe, a pair of strong arms suddenly pulled him from the ground. He cooperated with Vance to enter the cab. Vance quickly threw him to the other side of the cab and slammed the door shut.

An Zhe muttered, “They…”

“We can’t save them!” Vance slammed the steering wheel again and the armoured vehicle turned back to its original direction. The accelerator was stepped on and the vehicle sped north.

An Zhe leaned back in the passenger’s seat and took a few breaths. Once his breathing calmed down, he looked in the rearview mirror. The mutilated Anthony and the dying Horsen were tangled up in a ball, rolling on the ground. Anthony raised his forelegs and abruptly lowered them, piercing Horsen’s body and nailing it to the ground. Then he looked up after them. After five seconds, Anthony seemed to give up on chasing the armoured vehicle. He bowed his head and his slender mouthpiece pierced Horsen’s head. Horsen’s body twitched before softening.

The car was moving fast. After a while, their figures had disappeared between the yellow sand shrubs and could no longer be seen.