Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

"Well......"

Orlando's eyes bulged out suddenly, and his face instantly turned bright red.

What is that?!

He was utterly horrified.

The force that grabbed him was so immense that his 500 points of physical strength were as laughable as a baby in the face of it.

Orlando looked around in horror. "Who...who are you?"

However, there was no response from the empty room.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the pile of items on the bed... had vanished without a trace!

Robbery?!

Orlando, as if grasping at a straw, began to wail:

"You...you're here to rob me, aren't you? Whatever you want...I'll give you anything! My father is the city lord, his treasury has everything...just don't kill me!!!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Just then, a piercing sound of something cutting through the air finally came from outside!

Several knight mechs had already rushed to the bedroom door, smashed it open, and stormed in.

However, the knight who rushed in froze on the spot when he saw the scene inside the room.

In their view, the room was completely empty.

Only Orlando was "frozen" three meters above the ground.

"Master Oran!" The knights were shocked and immediately activated the reconnaissance equipment in their helmets.

Thermal imaging scan—there is no heat source except for the young master.

Infrared detection – unobstructed.

"This... how is this possible?!" The knights stared at the empty feedback data on their masks, their faces full of confusion.

In that half-second of their hesitation...

Orlando, suspended in mid-air, suddenly shot through the large hole in the roof like a kite being released, and flew straight into the sky!

"Quickly chase after them!!!" The knight mechs snapped out of their daze and quickly took to the air, surrounding a void.

And right in the center of the encirclement...

Orlando Horn, wearing only a silk nightgown, was nailed to the ground hundreds of meters in the air.

The huge commotion high in the sky instantly alarmed the entire Upper City.

Countless nobles rushed to their balconies, raised their telescopes, and stared in disbelief at the sky.

"Isn't that... isn't that Lord Orlando?"

"The city lord's youngest son? What's he doing in the sky?"

"What happened? Are they developing some new type of anti-gravity aircraft?"

"Is it some kind of magic show...?"

The nobles lived extravagantly, indulging in entertainment to the point of death, and never in their wildest dreams did they realize that Orlando Horn had been attacked!

Just as the nobles below were discussing amongst themselves.

"boom!"

A figure trailing a dazzling stream of psionic light shot into the sky at incredible speed and came to a steady stop not far from Orlando.

The newcomer was none other than Isol, the Grand Master of the Knights of Horn and a high-ranking psionicist!

The moment Orlando saw Isol, hope rekindled in his eyes, who had been on the verge of despair.

Isol's expression was stern as he nodded slightly to Orlando, signaling him not to panic.

Then, Isol took a deep breath and spoke aloud into the void:

"May I ask which friend graces Ironspine City with their presence? I am Isol, Grand Master of the Knights of Hall! Please, my friend, show some mercy!"

As he spoke, Isol instantly activated [Psionic Vision]!

Under this perspective, all technological disguises will fail; as long as the target possesses a soul, it will leave behind a radiant glow!

But... when Isol saw the void ahead, the composure on his face was instantly replaced by horror.

"How is this possible... without any soul radiance?!"

"Could the opponent be an extremely rare psychic powerhouse?"

That's not right! Even a high-level psychic with telekinetic abilities would definitely have psychic energy fluctuations!

This scene was completely beyond the comprehension of this high-level psychic.

Just then.

From below, a deep, resonant voice boomed like rolling thunder.

"Your Mightiness!"

"I have no idea where my son offended you! My Horn family is willing to pay any price to compensate and atone for his sins! As the saying goes, no fight, no friendship; perhaps we can even become friends!"

The person speaking was standing on the highest tower of the city lord's mansion.

He appeared to be around fifty years old, wearing a luxurious robe trimmed with dark gold, his silver-gray sideburns meticulously combed. Even with his head held high, his brows still exuded the imposing authority of a superior.

This man was none other than Walden Horn, the lord of Ironridge.

Although he was furious, he was a cunning old fox. The fact that his opponent could snatch his son away silently from among heavy guards showed that their strength was absolutely unfathomable.

As long as they don't immediately kill, it means there's room for negotiation! They're probably trying to extort some scarce resource!

"Father...save me..."

High in the sky, Orlando heard his father's voice and silently called out.

At this moment, Orlando was no longer the dashing and debonair young master of the city lord who had been so domineering in the Dragon Tavern.

The intense pain contorted his face into an unsightly mess, and the howling wind carried him away as boundless fear and humiliation overwhelmed him.

Orlando Horn really doesn't understand!

He admitted that he was usually a bit domineering and had casually killed many lowly people and ungrateful outsiders in the lower city.

But he is the son of the city lord!

He has an entire fully armed knightly order protecting him!

Who on earth would do such a humiliating thing as hanging him up in the air in the upper part of the city like a dog?

At this moment.

Lin Hui, inside the 10-meter-tall black mecha cockpit, was looking down at everything with great interest through a holographic screen.

Whether it was the knights on high alert, the city lord trying to negotiate, or Isol looking puzzled... Lin Hui took in every subtle expression of theirs.

The reason he didn't just strangle Orlando in the bedroom, but instead went to great lengths to lift him into the air, was to test his golden words.

In retrospect, the experimental results are perfect.

"Now that the testing is over, it's time to get down to business." Lin Hui's gaze shifted slightly, looking at Orlando Horn, who was being held in mid-air by the mecha's giant mechanical hand.

Then, he loosened his grip slightly.

Externally, as the mech's grip loosened, Orlando suddenly felt the pressure lessen, and he was finally able to breathe deeply.

He thought the other party had been persuaded by his father and wanted to let him go!

Orlando pleaded urgently:

"Please spare me, there must be some misunderstanding between us..."

"Misunderstanding?" Lin Hui, sitting in the cockpit, instantly turned cold. "Go explain to my fists."

The thought settled.

Lin Hui controlled the mecha, and the giant mechanical hand suddenly hurled it upwards!

Orlando Horn's body instantly lost control and was thrown into the void at a higher altitude.

The next instant, a powerful straight punch landed squarely on Orlando's body!

"Bang!!!"

A cloud of blood mist exploded!

Like fireworks, they bloomed in the pale purple sky!

Upon seeing this, the entire audience fell into a deathly silence!

Whether they are knights in the sky or nobles on the ground.

Everyone stared intently at the slowly descending cloud of blood mist, frozen in place, their breaths catching in their throats.

"How dare you!!!" Isol was the first to react in shock.

Without any further hesitation, he pushed his hands forward and unleashed a spatial-based killing move—Spatial Distortion!

"Buzz—"

The next second, the void where Orlando exploded into a blood mist instantly twisted and collapsed violently!

The powerful spatial tearing force is enough to twist a Tier 9 vehicle into a pretzel!

Isol stared intently at the distorted space, hoping to force out that damned assassin.

But... after the space gradually calmed down.

There was still no one there!

Isol hovered in mid-air, his face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

And below.

After a brief silence, chaos erupted completely.

All the nobles were gripped by an uncontrollable panic.

"The city lord's son... just like that, dead?!"

"Killed right under the noses of the Knights of Horn?!"

"Iron Ridge City is about to change!"

On the tower, Walden Horn, who witnessed his son being blown up like a firework, had bloodshot eyes.

He was like an enraged old lion, roaring hysterically at the sky:

"Investigate! Investigate immediately!!"

"Whoever it is! Daring to kill my son! I will make them pay the price!!!"

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