Chapter 5 Psychics and Mutants

In the endless wasteland of suffering, on the red desert, a total of seven vehicles of different sizes were moving forward with the harsh roar of the promethium engine, raising large pieces of dust.

Each of these vehicles had been cruelly modified, with a large number of rusty spikes on the hood and the iron sheets on both sides, and heavy multi-barreled artillery on the top of the vehicle.

Additional gas injection devices were also installed at the rear of the vehicle.

Those high-temperature and high-pressure gases can increase the speed of the vehicle to an incredible level in a short period of time. These hideous modified vehicles can catch up with their prey like bloodthirsty sharks, and then tear them apart, chewing the blood full of pain and cowardice.

The leading and largest scarlet heavy truck had a dozen black skulls rotted in high temperatures on the spikes in front of the vehicle. The stench emanating from them filled the cab, making Lyle ecstatic.

The only pity is that.

These skulls for decoration have been placed here for too long.

The smell of blood has become less strong, and it exudes a foul smell that makes people feel uncomfortable. But this small flaw is not worth mentioning for Lyle.

"Soon!"

He seemed to be speaking to his companion beside him - a biochemical modified man who was more than two meters tall, with a collar on his neck and a 20-centimeter-high banned drug syringe inserted behind his back. He also seemed to be muttering to temporarily suppress the bloodthirsty rage in his heart. Bright red saliva flowed out from the gap 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 gushing out of the neck that was torn alive, I feel the blood in my body boiling."

Buzz!

The scarlet modified vehicle under his crotch.

As if he could hear Lyle's blasphemous muttering, the polluted machine soul controlled the engine to emit a deafening roar. The already extremely fast vehicle speed increased again, raising dust in the rumbling vibration, roaring all the way over the raised sand dunes in front of it.

Then it was-

Bang!

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

Its powerful shock wave caught up with the speeding lead vehicle in an instant. Even though it was separated by a distance of hundreds of meters, Lyle could still feel the vehicle shaking violently.

The strong shock wave caused the vehicle's already overloaded engine to overheat instantly. With a humming sound of unwillingness, this abominable machine stalled. After drawing a deep gully on the ground, it stopped and stopped moving.

"Don't doze off here!"

Lyle punched his companion Ralph in the face viciously, and the alien cyborg immediately opened his mouth and let out an angry roar. He used to be a human, but his mind had been completely destroyed by the cruel experiments and brutal physical mutations. Today, Ralph is a bloodthirsty hound who sometimes hurts his master.

Fortunately, perhaps 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 down from it. As the banned drugs in the syringe behind him were injected into his blood vessels, the excessive stimulants and adrenaline made Ralph more and more irritable. He rubbed his teeth, and a low and rapid roar came from his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot.

Bang!

Lyle followed closely and jumped off the modified car.

His nasal cavity was filled with the sweet smell of promethium after the intense burning. Behind the buttocks of the parked vehicles, gray-black smoke columns rose slowly on the burning vehicles, and the crackling sound foreshadowed a fierce exchange of fire.

This was an unfair battle, they were ambushed.

The mutants and modified people loyal to the Brass Brotherhood had not had time to climb out of the carriage, and they were sprayed alive by the dense flames. Some unlucky people died in the toxic smoke and blazing flames, and the screams of those guys were still echoing in Lyle's ears.

But——

Lyle didn't care whether this battle was fair.

He didn't even care about the life and death of his companions.

As long as he smelled the damn blood, he would be manic, lose his mind, and become a bloodthirsty beast!

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

In the spasm of excitement, Lyle activated his weapon - a vicious chain saw sword that was over-modified. This rusty brass long sword not only has red rust spikes all over its blade, but also has sharp spikes on its handle. When Lyle uses this weapon, he will be hurt by his own weapon before hurting the enemy. He is a mutant who can tear people apart alive. Such injuries will not weaken him. The pain will only make Lyle more crazy.

Swish!

The chainsaw sword starts and swings!

A thin pure-blooded warrior keeps twitching and shaking as the saw teeth turn, and blood spurts out from the wound on his neck. The warrior's face gradually turns pale, and the light in his black pupils becomes dim.

Bang!

The sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

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

Click!

Severe pain shot from my shoulder.

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

"prey!?"

Cano fired three times.

Unfortunately, the homemade shotgun has limited power and is not enough to penetrate Lyle's brass armor that has been blessed and integrated with flesh and blood. He simply threw the shotgun in his hand aside, pulled out the short knife on his belt, and said with a sneer, "Everything will be different from now on. I will hunt you until the last mutant is removed from this sacred land." Disappeared!"

"kill!"

The weapons of the two collided together, and sparks flew everywhere in an instant.