Outside the wilderness of Yi Gewen West Suburbs, three carriages galloped on the desolate road, chasing each other, one in front and two behind. Gunfire flashed continuously in the dim environment, and bursts of gunshots broke the Silence.
Lying on the driver's seat at the front of the carriage, Dorothy was multitasking. She controlled the Corpse Puppet horses to gallop forward along the road, turning corners, while also controlling the Corpse Puppet Thomas on the roof to return fire at the pursuers with a pistol. In an instant, bullets flew everywhere, and Dorothy occasionally heard the sound of the carriage being hit by bullets.
Since both sides were in a state of high-speed unstable movement, it was very difficult to aim and hit targets. Most shots missed, and even if a bullet hit, it struck the carriage and did not cause any casualties.
On the roof of the carriage, the Corpse Puppet Thomas continuously fired at his former companions behind him. Since the revolver's magazine capacity was not high, he quickly ran out of bullets. At this point, Dorothy controlled Thomas to throw the empty gun to her, and she threw the fully loaded gun in her hand to Thomas. Thomas continued to shoot after receiving the loaded pistol, while Dorothy herself took the opportunity to reload the empty gun. After reloading, she would switch to the gun that Thomas had finished shooting and reload it again, significantly compensating for the period of firepower vacuum.
Pulling the carriage, shooting, reloading, using both herself and the two Corpse Puppets, Dorothy was operating on three fronts at once.
Since it was the Corpse Puppet Thomas on the roof returning fire, the pursuers behind the carriage were aiming at him. Although it was difficult to hit, there would always be hits with continuous shooting. Soon, Thomas's chest on the roof of the carriage was hit by two bullets, but this amount of damage was completely insufficient to affect Thomas's movements. Because he himself was just a walking Corpse, as long as the crucial action organizations were not damaged, and as long as the Spirituality of the "Cup" was continuous, he could still continue to counterattack.
As long as she had the "health lock" enabled, even with terrible marksmanship, she could still win the gunfight. With extremely high tolerance for error, Dorothy, controlling Thomas, who had been shot four times but was still standing firm, finally hit one person in the opposing carriage. The man, shot through the chest by a bullet, died on the spot. Just as he was about to fall, Dorothy deactivated Thomas's Corpse Puppet state and extended the spiritual threads of the Corpse Puppet Ring backward, connecting them to the body that Thomas had just shot and killed.
As the Spirituality of the "Cup" surged in, the eyes of the newly deceased body in the pursuer's carriage began to move, and the entire body began to be driven again. He gripped the pistol still in his hand, silently aimed at his teammate on the parallel carriage who was still shooting forward, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
With the sound of the gunshot, a pursuer on the roof of the adjacent carriage was also shot, dying by friendly fire. Since the two pursuer carriages were not far apart and were unprepared, this shot easily achieved a headshot.
Immediately after, Dorothy wanted to continue controlling the Corpse of the pursuer to shoot the two drivers, but they had already noticed the abnormality on the carriage behind them. One of the drivers quickly pulled the reins, causing the carriage to turn and sway, trying to shake the Corpse Puppet off. The sway caused the Corpse Puppet's aim to go off, and the shot did not hit the driver but instead hit the horse.
With a neigh, the horse that had been shot in the body completely lost control and crashed into the adjacent friendly carriage. The two carriages collided sideways, their reins tangled together, and coupled with the imbalance caused by the collision, the two carriages almost simultaneously overturned, rolling and falling in a chaotic mess.
Meanwhile, the carriage Dorothy was riding in continued to gallop away.
And among the wreckage of the carriages, two figures slowly climbed up. These were the two drivers of the carriages.
Due to the overturning, the two drivers were covered in wounds and blood, but their bodies remained upright and straight, their eyes fixed on the direction of Dorothy's carriage as it sped away, their expressions filled with Silence.
"Cannot be wasted because of this..."
"The mission must be completed..."
"It's time... time to sacrifice..."
"Only by first transforming into food... can one feast at that banquet..."
Muttering, the two drivers took out a palm-sized piece of ancient paper from their clothes. Complex and profound patterns were depicted on the paper, and in the center of these patterns was an abstract symbol of a cup.
"I offer my body as food... I beseech the Blood Cup..."
Muttering, the two drivers slapped the paper on their foreheads. Then, the paper immediately ignited with red flames. After the paper burned out, an abstract cup mark was left on the foreheads of the two drivers, emitting a faint red light.
Then, the eyes of the two drivers glowed red. They ignored their injuries and, towards the vehicle speeding away in the distance, they immediately started running after it... their speed was incredibly fast.
...
On the galloping carriage, Dorothy, sitting in the driver's seat, let out a long sigh of relief, seeing that she had successfully dealt with the pursuers. Just as she was thinking about where to stop, she suddenly heard a disturbance coming from behind.
She poked her head out and looked behind the carriage, and then Dorothy saw a shocking scene.
On the road behind the carriage, two figures were currently galloping at extreme speed, their legs moving non-stop, approaching Dorothy's carriage rapidly. Dorothy recognized the two figures; they were the drivers from the two carriages she had overturned earlier!
'Holy crap... when did these two guys catch up? How can their two legs outrun four legs!'
Dorothy was startled by the two drivers who were catching up just by running, but her actions didn't slow down. He re-controlled Thomas on the carriage to move and fire at the two pursuing drivers.
In a series of gunshots, one driver was hit and fell, while the other driver had already run to a distance quite close to the carriage. Then he leaped, directly jumping onto the roof of the carriage, startling Dorothy.
'Is this human physical ability?!'
Dorothy controlled Thomas to raise his gun towards the driver who had pounced onto the roof of the carriage, wanting to shoot at close range. However, the driver's speed was already faster. He clawed at Thomas, and the powerful force not only knocked the gun out of Thomas's hand but also sent the entire person falling off the roof of the carriage. For a moment, Dorothy lost her shield.
Having dealt with the last obstacle, the grim-faced driver continued to pounce towards the driver's seat. Dorothy, hiding in the driver's seat, furrowed her brows at the ferocious driver attacking her.
'Damn it... can I only use Dragon Roar?'
Facing the crisis before her, just as Dorothy was about to use her last trump card, the Dragon Roar, a sound of air breaking came from the sky. A gray-white Stone spear flew from a distance at high speed, accurately piercing the driver's chest. The driver screamed as he was carried backward by the heavy and thick spear, and after being carried off the carriage, he was nailed to the road.
Seeing this scene, Dorothy's face showed a look of astonishment, and then she turned to look in the direction from which the spear had flown, only to see several figures standing at the intersection in the distance.
They were four armored knights, like Stone statues, with gray-white bodies. One of them still maintained the posture of throwing a spear, completely still. And in the center of these four knights stood an old man.
Wearing coarse cloth clothes, an apron, sleeve covers, a work hat, covered in white dust, with gray hair... this was the janitor of Saint Amanda School, Dean.
At this moment, Dean had a smile on his face, and in his hand, he held a motionless gecko... Facing Dorothy in the carriage ahead, he smiled and shouted.
"You can stop now, Miss Meisihuos."