2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The float vehicle started and slowly took off into the air. However, just a few kilometers forward, the radar on the center console sounded the alarm again:

"Warning! Warning! An unknown creature is approaching quickly!"

"Really or not..." Chang'an's face almost turned into a bitter melon. Is the probability of encountering monsters in the wild so high recently?

Although Chang Ping's face was not pretty, his expression was much calmer: "Let the drone go out first to see what it is."

The drone flew out, and the camera quickly transmitted the distant scene back.

"Black-winged ghost again?" Looking at the familiar figure, Changan exclaimed.

"No, it's a little strange..." Chang Ping narrowed his eyes slightly for recognition, and then relaxed his frown: "It's him, please cancel the alarm."

Soon, within the range visible to everyone's naked eyes, the figure of the "Black Winged Ghost" quickly enlarged, then slowed down and hovered next to the floating car, flying alongside it.

Chang'an opened the car window slightly, and the wind roared loudly. He could only shout loudly: "Hey, why are you back again?"

"Shannon...is dead." A sharp voice sounded like it was mixed with electricity.

"What?" Changan was stunned for a moment, thinking he didn't hear clearly.

Chang'an reacted, leaned in front of his brother, and shouted, "Did you kill him?"

"No...I only flew less than half the distance...and then I sensed that he was dead."

Yan Muyun stretched out his black and purple arm: "I'll come back to get the recorder and take some evidence. His death has nothing to do with us..."

On the left side of the road in the distance, a dark green off-road vehicle rolled over on its side. Because it hit a tree, half of the front bumper was twisted and deformed. Flames were burning inside the car and the opened front hood.

Yan Muyun lowered his flying altitude until he was almost gliding above the tree canopy. It didn't take long before he noticed something abnormal in front of him. A wisp of black smoke curled up from the forest in the distance.

After walking forward for a while along the road he found from the air, Yan Muyun could gradually hear the crackling sound of flames and smell the pungent smell of burning rubber and plastic products.

After getting away from the float vehicle, Yan Muyun violently waved the three pairs of broad wings on his back again, and then followed his body's instinct to fold the six wings in reverse and close to his back, forming a flat cone shape.

Afterwards, he walked around the body twice, but could not tell what caused the cross section of its neck. It wasn't like a sharp weapon like a knife, axe, or saw, nor was it like being blown to pieces by a large-caliber firearm. If I had to say it, it felt like a big mouth full of sharp teeth had chewed off his entire head... .

There is a setting that often appears in general novels and film and television works. The headless corpse is definitely not the person himself, but the person pretending to be dead with a corpse of similar size in an attempt to escape tracking or punishment.

This was undoubtedly a gunshot, but at the same time there was a high-pitched horn full of sacred meaning... If you listen carefully, you can also hear a subtle sound like some kind of slippery object squirming... It seems like Several slender bugs covered in mucus were entangled in a ball, scrambling to get out of a slender tube...

"I'll go see...what's going on first..."

Apparently, it's rare for a car accident to take away a person's entire head. Yan Muyun's instinct told him that it was because Shannon died first, and then the car ran off the road and hit a tree.

Yan Muyun remembered that when he was at the police station, Shannon was picked up by a young white woman who was a little unhealthy and thin. The woman did not appear in the subsequent police summons, nor did she appear anywhere else. She must have been following Shannon.

And on the road not far away, a headless corpse in tattered clothes lay quietly on the asphalt road.

If he met another black-winged ghost of the same level now, Yan Muyun was confident that the battle would be over within 5 minutes, even at his most conservative estimate.

With an explosion, a huge white ring bloomed behind him, which was a sign that Yan Muyun broke through the sound barrier and flew at a speed exceeding twice the speed of sound.

Although he is not very afraid of the so-called McCool Heavy Industry, some troubles can still be avoided. After all, no one wants to make their life difficult for no reason.

He was testing his ultimate flight speed, and through rough estimation, he determined that his top speed should be around Mach 1.3 to 1.5 (one Mach is equal to one speed of sound), which is higher than the data of the mature Black Winged Ghost in the academy's information. Much higher.

An inexplicable feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart, and he landed on a tree, restored his human form, and prepared to hike there through the woods. After all, he had just acquired the ability of the Black Winged Ghost not long ago, and was not familiar with his own abilities and aerial combat methods. He could handle more complex scenes on foot.

Generally speaking, it takes a long period of acceleration for a mature black-winged ghost to break through the sound barrier. In Muyun's case, he only needs a full-strength wing flap to do it. The reason why he was able to do so easily was partly due to the S-level genetic potential and the hidden enhancement of his body by the absorption of two other king-level alien abilities.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and waved, and a huge silver barrier erected beside him, blocking him entirely behind.

The acceleration of his flight was so fast that Changan even had the illusion that the aerial vehicle was stationary. Looking down, the dashboard showed that the car was flying forward at a speed of 210 kilometers per hour.

When he got closer, Yan Muyun recognized the corpse from its size and clothing. Although the head was missing and only white bone stubble and scarlet flesh remained on the neck, he was sure that it was Shannon.

...

But this situation did not exist with Yan Muyun, because he could feel some of the characteristics of the bloodshot remains in the corpse.

"Well done!" Chang Ping gave a thumbs up, then took out a miniature camera of only a few cubic centimeters from the storage box next to him, and handed it to the black and purple palm that stretched out the car window.

"boom!"

As soon as this question came to his mind, Yan Muyun's heart suddenly tightened, and he felt a great sense of crisis coming from the depths of the dense forest on the left side of the road.

He had to admit that the cunning but unlucky black-winged ghost had a great effect on improving his overall combat effectiveness.

After leaving these words, Yan Muyun violently waved his six wings behind his back and rushed out like a cannonball.

Almost at the same moment when the silver barrier appeared, a strange sound came from deep in the jungle:

So the question is, where did that woman go?

Moreover, the abilities of [Silver Guard] and [Blood Frontier] cannot be used at the same time. Only when the alienation is completely released can he normally use the silver-white barrier with stronger defense and more stable effect.

"boom!"

Shannon was undoubtedly an ordinary person without any special powers. If he was alone, he would not dare to drive out of the city like this. He should have at least one or two companions.

Could it be that Shannon and his party also encountered alien species? What about his companions? It doesn't seem like he's in the car either.

As he got closer to the place where he sensed Shannon's death, Yan Muyun gradually slowed down and turned on the recorder in his hand. Since he was wearing nothing on his upper body, there was no place to wear the recorder, so he could only hold it in his hand.

But these are not the main point, it is just a small test he did when he went to his destination.