As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 267 The Deadly Intent in the Mist

For city driving, this tanker truck was going way too fast.

As it approached the intersection, a car traveling in the right lane ahead of it happened to have its front tire blow out with a "pop".

Despite the car driver's best efforts to control the vehicle, it still veered and swerved into the tanker truck's lane.

The tanker truck driver was somewhat distracted and only noticed the intruder at the last moment. Like a flustered novice, he slammed on the brakes and jerked the steering wheel.

The tanker truck emitted a sharp groan from its bottom, spewing a series of blinding sparks, and narrowly missed the car, but could no longer maintain its stability.

First, it almost twisted 180 degrees and lay across the three lanes.

It then collided with an enclosed truck in the left lane, inevitably overturning and skidding across the intersection with sparks and lightning, completely blocking Jean-Jacques's convoy.

The sudden car accident threw the entire intersection into chaos.

Seven or eight vehicles that were waiting to pass collided in succession.

The vast majority of vehicles are equipped with and have activated Guardian Spirits to increase vehicle speed and enhance passenger protection.

These guardian spirits were also startled, and their somewhat scattered figures emerged from the engine.

Several drivers and passengers, bleeding from their heads, crawled out of the twisted and deformed vehicles, staring in horror at the metal behemoth blocking the road.

This is not the end.

Several very obvious cracks appeared behind the overturned tanker truck.

Large amounts of viscous, silvery liquid were propelled by high pressure and sprayed out wildly, not only flowing all over the ground, but also covering the windows of the lead car of Jean-Jacques's team.

The silver liquid evaporated immediately upon contact with air, turning into a pale white mist.

The fog expanded extremely quickly, enveloping the entire intersection within seconds and swallowing up Jean-Jacques's convoy.

"Mithril stabilizer?"

Xu Yan's mind raced, and he began to guess what the other party was up to.

Mithril stabilizer is a special low-temperature solvent similar to liquid nitrogen, but with the addition of a large number of extraordinary materials.

Liquid mithril stabilizer can easily reach temperatures of minus forty or fifty degrees Celsius and also has a special inhibition function. It is specially used to store forbidden card spirits, ensuring that these ferocious creatures can be frozen instantly and behave themselves.

The volatilization of small amounts of mithril stabilizer is harmless to the human body.

However, the large amount of mithril stabilizer in the tanker truck will evaporate, displacing oxygen from the entire area and creating a low-temperature, oxygen-free zone that causes oxygen deficiency and frostbite.

In addition, it would be difficult for Spirit Masters within the evaporation zone to summon Guardian Spirits.

Even if it is managed to be summoned, the guardian spirit's combat power will be greatly reduced.

"Given the size of Dawn Heavy Industry, it's not surprising that they would store large quantities of mithril stabilizers for industrial use."

Xu Yan thought to himself, "However, the extraction and transportation of such hazardous chemicals must be subject to strict procedures and the responsibility of designated personnel."

"Without an inside man to help, the Black Dream organization couldn't have gotten such a large truckload of mithril stabilizer out of Dawn Heavy Industry's hazardous materials warehouse without anyone noticing and driven it all the way here so brazenly."

"This is a new lead."

While he was thinking rapidly.

Sitting in the luxury car, Jean-Jacques clearly realized that this was not a simple car accident.

Without a moment's hesitation, the convoy immediately reversed, attempting to escape the crossroads swallowed by the mithril mist.

Unfortunately, the large amount of evaporating mithril stabilizer not only obscured visibility and suppressed the remnants of the past, but also interfered with wireless communications. Communication between the three vehicles in the convoy was clearly poor, and their coordination was lacking.

The luxury sedan reversed the fastest, while the minivan at the back of the line reacted rather slowly.

The two cars nearly collided.

"call out!"

Just then, a whooshing sound came from the sky.

A blur of motion hurtled towards the van at the back of the convoy.

Despite the fact that the commercial vehicle was fitted with heavy armor.

Ultimately, it is not a true armored personnel carrier.

Moreover, the source of the whooshing sound was a genuine anti-material sniper bullet, engraved with mysterious and complex runes, and embedded with ripples of remnant souls from the past.

When it reached its maximum speed, the ripples of its lingering soul spread out, like dozens of ice spikes, "crackling" and "popping" as they slammed into the left side of the van.

The armor plating attached to the commercial vehicle was immediately riddled with dents by the "ice spikes".

The entire vehicle was covered in crystal-clear frost, which significantly reduced the hardness of both the bulletproof glass and the added armor. Accompanied by cracking sounds, crisscrossing spiderweb-like cracks appeared.

The run-flat tires were frozen solid, and the suspension and crankshafts inside were all frozen together. No matter how much the driver pressed the accelerator, the tires couldn't move an inch.

The second anti-materiel sniper bullet came flying in.

If the previous bullet felt like a barrage of icicles raining down on me...

The bullet, like a volcanic eruption, carrying visible flames, cleanly and decisively pierced the bulletproof glass along the intersection of the cracks created by the ice spike bullet, and entered the van.

A menacing fireball suddenly exploded inside the van.

Even with the mithril mist blocking his view, Xu Yan could still see the fire demon raging, rampaging through the carriage and devouring everything in its path.

The car door, now resembling a honeycomb, was kicked open from the inside.

Four burly men escaped.

They were likely highly trained experts, having devised numerous contingency plans before the operation, and carrying a large number of powerful cards.

But at this moment, they all turned into dancing fireballs.

The two burly men hadn't run more than a few steps when they collapsed, convulsing incessantly amidst the ever-growing flames that were devouring their flesh and blood, unable to rise again.

A burly man had just run out of the mithril mist when his head exploded like a smashed watermelon, as he was headshot by another sniper hidden in the shadows.

There was another burly man whose flames were the smallest and were spreading the fastest.

He seemed to have gone completely mad, forgetting his mission—the target he was supposed to protect was still deep within the Mithril Mist—and just ran forward aimlessly, completely lost.

However, during the run, the arms first detached from the body, followed by the feet, then the calves, and finally the thighs and head.

They were all like invisible blades, lightly, delicately, and gently dismantled from his body.

In the end, only a headless and limbless torso remained, rolling around on the ground like a blood gourd, leaving a shocking scarlet mark.

There were clearly more than four burly men in the van.

The remaining people were engulfed in flames inside the carriage, perfectly merging with the molten seats and the twisted frame, blocking Jean-Jacques's escape route.

(End of this chapter)