"Boom!"
After the roaring, there came a prolonged buzzing. Two of the top figures in the Divine Travel Grand Protector were in full pursuit, breaking the sound barrier like fleeting shadows, their wake exploding in circles of airwaves that shattered the curtain of rain.
So fast that they became nearly invisible to the naked eye.
However, the target they were chasing was even faster, more rapid.
The wheelchair sped through the streets of the workshop, with the wind and rain ahead parting spontaneously, not hindering but aiding its dash, making the wheelchair thunder forward as if the thunders were pressing beneath its wheels.
The speed was increasing sharply, abruptly, and intensely, to the extent that even the two pursuers found it hard to catch up with the racing wheelchair.
It was simply unbelievable.
Not normal, absolutely not normal!
