Mythology Management System

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The unique roar of a motorcycle came from afar, raising clouds of dust wherever it passed.

The silver-white motorcycle was already operating under overload conditions, and the engine temperature was alarmingly high.

Harley-Davidson VI – that’s the name of this motorcycle. Its silver-white body and powerful engine made it very popular in the era of spiritual energy revival. Its only drawback is that it consumes too many spirit stones.

The motorcycle Fu Jiu was riding on was a creation of the Mo family, and its value was twice that of a regular Harley-Davidson 6.

Choosing a brand is common in any era, and it is still the case today with the revival of spiritual energy. As long as it is labeled with the Mo family, the price of these mechanical creations can at least double.

This vehicle's powerful maneuverability is well worth its price; even the Black Dragon can only follow behind and eat dust. However, after this incident, this vehicle will probably be completely useless.

As night fell, there were few lights on the road leading to the suburbs. The extreme speed left Fu Jiu with no extra time to look at anything else; he just needed to sprint along the road in front of him.

"Pah!" Black Dragon, who was following behind, was particularly annoyed. The dust kicked up by the motorcycle was all left for him, resulting in even the powerful Black Dragon getting a mouthful of dust.

"Damn brat, I'm going to kill you!" Black Dragon roared angrily, accelerating rapidly to nearly 100 meters per second, but still only keeping pace with the motorcycle.

Black Dragon suddenly regretted forgetting to bring a vehicle when he left home. He had thought that with his speed, he could quickly catch the kid in the car and force him to reveal what kind of conspiracy White Shark and his gang were plotting.

However, he miscalculated. Damn it, he couldn't even catch a glimpse of the other person, so what was the point of asking questions!

The black dragon was furious. Its scales flashed a few times, and its speed increased several times over.

The angry roar carried far and wide, and cold sweat poured down Fu Jiu's forehead. He was undoubtedly playing with fire. If the black dragon caught him, he would die without a burial place!

A few minutes later, a cluster of lights could be faintly seen in the distance. That abandoned factory was the ambush site they had agreed upon. All Fu Jiu needed to do was lure the Black Dragon into the factory.

"Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!"

The accelerator lever was already turned all the way, and the machine body began to smoke because it could not withstand the excessive speed. The seat under my bottom became hot and burning.

"We're here, almost there!"

The remaining several kilometers were not too far for them; they arrived in just a few breaths.

Fu Jiu had already half-squatted up. He was about to enter the factory, and at his current speed, he absolutely couldn't stop. If he didn't want to die, he would have to abandon the vehicle.

To be honest, he quite liked this car. Although it wasn't very powerful, its speed was unbelievably fast.

Unfortunately, driving at that speed even once would render the entire motorcycle practically unusable.

It is said that Wei Zheng spent nearly a thousand spirit stones to buy this car. Tsk tsk, over a thousand spirit stones, which is almost ten million in monetary terms. It was ruined after just one use. Luckily, Wei Zheng paid for it, otherwise they would have been heartbroken.

With a "whoosh," the silver-white motorcycle, like a bolt of lightning, plunged into the bottomless darkness of the factory.

Even before entering the factory, Fu Jiu had prepared to jump off the motorcycle. The moment the motorcycle rushed into the factory, Fu Jiu pushed off with both feet and quickly separated his body from the motorcycle.

No one in the factory prepared a straight runway for him; the motorcycle crashed into a solid wall less than half a second after Fu Jiu kicked it away.

"boom--"

A violent explosion followed, followed by a blinding flash of light.

Fu Jiu did not land safely as depicted on television; instead, he crashed heavily to the ground.

The speed was too fast just now, and the inertia brought about by the extreme speed is not so easy to get rid of.

This caused him to slide for nearly twenty meters on the ground before finally coming to a stop after hitting a wall.

Fu Jiu stood up unsteadily, his head spinning as if it were a lump of paste, and a streak of blood dripped from his chin onto the ground.

Having suffered some injuries to his forehead, Fu Jiu immediately assessed his current condition. It would be best if he could stop and eat a Qi and Blood Fruit to recover.

Unfortunately, the black dragon wouldn't wait for him to recover obediently. He had to escape as soon as possible, otherwise, when the black dragon came, he would only face certain death.

The factory was pitch black, and Fu Jiu could barely see his way out by the light from the fire caused by the motorcycle explosion.

He walked up to a manhole cover, lifted it up, and the sound outside the factory, like the roar of a wild beast, was getting closer and closer. Fu Jiu grinned and jumped down.

"Roar--"

Black Dragon stormed into the abandoned factory, only to find a burning wreckage of a motorcycle, the figures on it long gone.

"asshole!!"

The black dragon twitched its nose, smelling a hint of blood. Dragons not only had a huge advantage in strength, but their senses also far surpassed those of ordinary beasts and cultivators.

On the other side, Li Si, One-Eyed, and others were anxiously awaiting news from Fu Jiu.

"Quick, detonate it! The Black Dragon has already gone in!" One-Eyed urged.

"Wait, wait a little longer, Fu Jiu hasn't sent a message yet." Li Si stared nervously at a red indicator light in his hand.

The other end of the indicator light is connected to the tunnel. As long as Fu Jiu reaches a safe area, he will send a safety signal to them through the indicator light, and they will then detonate the pre-buried explosives.

"It's changed! The color of the light has changed!"

Seeing that Fu Jiu had already sent instructions, Li Si no longer hesitated and pressed down hard on the detonator in his hand.

"boom--"

"boom--"

A series of deafening roars rang out, and the abandoned factory buildings collapsed in an instant.

Because members of the Dragon Slayer Pavilion had previously placed many flammable materials nearby, the fire spread rapidly and soon engulfed the entire factory.

"Cough cough..." A figure emerged from a tunnel dug dozens of meters away.

"How are you feeling?" Li Si threw down the now useless detonator and quickly walked to Fu Jiu to help him up.

"I'm not that weak," Fu Jiu said, rubbing his forehead.

He had already swallowed two Qi and Blood Fruits in the tunnel, and his wounds were healing rapidly. Before long, even this dizziness would disappear completely.

"Did it succeed?" Bai Qi, holding a long spear, asked softly.

"No." Fu Jiu shook his head.

"This level of damage is nothing to the Black Dragon. We need to notify them to prepare for the next attack as soon as possible."

"Alright!" Bai Qi's expression was solemn. The black dragon was simply a monster, much more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

Just then, a roar mixed with the howls of beasts came from the sea of ​​fire.

"Roar~~"

"Bastards! Bastards! I'm going to kill you all!!"

At this moment, the black dragon looked quite disheveled. His clothes were burned to a crisp, leaving only some tattered strips of cloth hanging on his body, somewhat resembling the legendary beggar's attire.

"call--"

The black dragon exhaled two breaths of hot air from its nostrils, its black scales gleaming in the firelight. Large swaths of orange flames surrounded it, yet they could not harm it in the slightest.

The black dragon emerged from the flames, stretched its slightly warm joints, and twisted its neck, its gleaming white teeth standing out eerily against its jet-black scales.

His gaze fixed in one direction, the black dragon gave a disdainful smile.

"Very well, you have successfully angered me. In return, I will let you third-tier scum know the price of angering the Black Dragon!!"