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Chapter 71 - 71: Breaking the Sound Barrier

Eteon's men stood frozen, their eyes wide and lifeless as if they'd been turned to stone.

Just moments ago, they were bragging to Jilong, swearing that after seeing Leon's car blown sky-high, there was no way anyone could have survived.

But now… the unmistakable roar of an engine came from the smoke.

They glanced at each other, each face reflecting the same shock.

"Impossible! Not even ten thousand landmines could keep him alive!"

"Even Batman's car isn't that tough!"

"Is it really him… coming out of there alive!?"

Their faces went pale, then flushed green, the color of their certainty draining away. Seconds ago, they'd spoken with such confidence: Leon is dead.

And in the blink of an eye, reality slapped them raw.

Leon wasn't dead. He wasn't even injured. His car was still running at full power—untouched.

The next second, piercing headlights cut through the thick smoke.

The black, split-front beast roared out of the dust like a conquering king. The violent, thunderous growl of the engine shook the air, tearing at eardrums.

BOOM!

Dust rattled loose from the chassis, only to be blown away in an instant by the car's ultrasonic wipers, leaving the vehicle gleaming—fresh, flawless, reborn.

The Diomas Nilo burst from the smoke, its tail spitting out a funnel of exhaust like a war standard trailing behind.

It was as if an ancient warlord, leading a hundred thousand troops, had charged forth. Overbearing. Unstoppable.

Eight streaks of nitrous ignited, twenty-four blue flames blazing bright, like guardian deities flanking the machine, feeding it endless power.

Faster. Stronger. Wilder.

It was magnificent.

The car slammed onto the ground with earth-shaking weight, then launched forward again at breakneck speed.

Eteon's soldiers were still frozen, hands clutching their radios, unable to form words.

It was too much. Too unreal.

For a second, they all had the illusion that what came out of the smoke wasn't a car, but a dragon, roused from its slumber. They thought their explosives had killed an enemy—but instead, they had awakened a monster.

Its presence alone made their souls tremble.

"R-r-report…" the man holding the radio stammered, his hands trembling so hard he nearly dropped it.

"Hm?" Jilong's heart sank with dread. He too had heard the engine's roar. That proud, defiant sound… unmistakably Leon's.

No other car in the world could roar like that.

Sure enough, his man's voice cracked through the static:

"Leon's car… it— it flew out of the explosion!"

"WHAT!?" Jilong howled, blood spewing from his mouth in fury, his body nearly collapsing from rage.

Seconds ago, he was celebrating, feeling like he'd already reached heaven. Now, he was slammed back to earth, harder than ever.

The contrast was unbearable.

This mission had cost them ten thousand landmines, ten armored blockade vehicles, spike strips, and countless traps…

And Leon still came out alive. Worse, stronger.

Jilong's mind snapped. He knew what this meant—if Eteon discovered he had wasted so many resources and still failed to kill one man, they would never spare him.

Failure meant one thing only: death.

His body shook, despair flooding his veins. A bitter laugh escaped his lips. He had chosen the wrong opponent.

He never imagined anyone could face this level of firepower and survive. To think he'd mocked Leon earlier, only to be utterly humiliated now.

He raised his gun, pressing the barrel against his temple.

"If I can't even beat a mechanic… what right do I have to go back?"

Bang!

The gunshot echoed. Jilong's body crumpled, lifeless, to the ground.

Better to die by his own hand than to return and suffer Eteon's wrath.

Once again, Leon had used speed to crush his enemies' schemes.

Justice delivered at 900 kilometers per hour.

Inside the car, Leon recalled the feeling of racing through the storm of dust and stone. The pressure was insane—yet thrilling.

"That rush… I could do this all day," Leon smirked, savoring the adrenaline.

"Do this all day!?" Elena nearly broke down, her tears shimmering like falling petals. She had been terrified, watching boulders crash down on either side, some narrowly missing the rear of the car.

A second slower, and they'd have been crushed.

"One time nearly killed me, Leon… and you want more!?" she sobbed.

Hattie glanced back at her with a sigh. "Leon's driving isn't just skill. It's born in the razor's edge between life and death."

Her words struck Elena silent. Yes… Leon thrived on danger. Roads others feared, he devoured with excitement.

"How long have you been training?" Elena finally asked, her voice trembling.

Leon only smirked, shifting gears. "Guess."

The Diomas Nilo roared again, blasting forward, leaving the highway scorched in its wake.

Now powered with plasma tech upgrades, the car's speed limit had skyrocketed to 900 km/h—two hundred more than before.

The leap from 700 to 900 wasn't just numbers. It was a whole different world.

No wind. No noise. The car sliced through air so fast that it created a thin protective layer at the nose. Behind it, a glowing sonic boom ring spread wide, the mark of breaking the sound barrier.

Leaves on the ground didn't stir until seconds after the car had already vanished into the distance.

As Leon left the minefield behind, traffic grew heavier. The shockwave from his car nearly flipped nearby vehicles, some of which were lifted onto one wheel, skidding dangerously.

"What the hell was that!?"

"I think… it was a car?"

"Did it just break the sound barrier!?"

"I swear I just saw a blur—he was gone in seconds!"

Drivers scrambled, slamming brakes, wide-eyed in terror.

They were in the middle of America now, far from the West Coast. Word of Leon, the new street-racing god, hadn't reached here yet. To them, what they saw wasn't a car…

It was a UFO.

"Call the police! Call the damn police!" one driver shouted, pulling out his phone.

"Hello? There's—there's something on Highway 1!"

"What exactly?" the dispatcher asked flatly.

"Aliens! They're drag racing on the highway!"

"…." Silence on the other end.

Aliens coming to Earth… just to street race? Wouldn't interstellar drag strips be more fun?

The dispatcher rubbed his forehead. This was America after all—land of fast food and slow brains.

"Did you get the license plate?" he asked wearily.

"No! He was too fast! I couldn't see!"

"How fast?"

"At least a thousand kilometers per hour! He broke the sound barrier! There was a shockwave!"

"…You're insane."

The dispatcher hung up.

The caller blinked, dumbfounded, then checked his dashcam footage.

All it had caught was a blurred shadow. Nothing clear.

If even the latest dashcams couldn't record him…

How fast had Leon really gone?

Unimaginable.

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