“You… Are good!” Just as I imagined he would scream in rage or pain, he slowly said these words to me.

He acted like a wounded beast, someone who wasn’t on the verge of getting defeated but getting his revenge.

Damn! That bastard’s spirit was made out of what? Steel?

*Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!*

Just like large pieces of metal fell over each other, that dude’s suit started to issue such sounds. Yet his suit wasn’t falling apart, instead it looked like it was getting amending itself.

Few pieces fell over the ground, yet the most started to reform. This was amazing! That suit… it felt like it was alive, having its own soul, could even more like it had limbs and living cells.

The size of this suit got smaller compared to its initial size. The end shape didn’t differ that much, and it didn’t take much longer than a few span of breaths to end such transformation.

*Fwoosh!* and in a swift way that dude got out a long spear that emitted thick bellows of red yellow gas from its shaft and edge.

“I acknowledge your strength as a foe,” he slowly said while his head and face got covered with a thin filament of a semi transparent material.

Damn! His suit got smaller but it didn’t show any sign of weakness at all. If I had to put in words, it got stronger, and also faster.

“Let’s see how you’ll adapt to my new form,” his tone told me he was still confident in his victory here. Just before I could do anything to him, he raised his spear, landed it heavily on the ground, creating a mighty explosion that released a heavy wave of debris towards me.

My chariot’s shield managed to absorb everything, but next there was nothing in front of me. That bastard… did he think he could outrun me again and escape?

I didn’t hesitate to take out my compass and use it. After all, I never lost my desire to find that bastard, not even after hitting him this hard.

Do you want to use the Anubis Desire compass to locate your most desire?

You’ll need to pay five million coins for this usage

“Pay,” I didn’t hesitate to agree. After all that, the bastard decided to run away at such a moment in a sign of his plan to heal himself first.

Of course there were lots of ways to heal any wounds in the apocalypse. Potions for example could do miracles, but these potions would take time to make the desired effect.

So he decided to retreat until he got himself healed up, a sign that his injuries weren’t by any means small.

As I paid the price, the compass’ needle started to rotate fast for a few seconds, breathing out a thin layer of black gas before it finally stopped.

It directed, strangely, to the opposite direction I thought initially that the bastard ran towards. That bastard was so cunning, running away towards a different direction than the nearest direction to him.

I didn’t know yet how he bypassed my chariot and my sight and vanished into such a direction. He might have used some sort of a treasure to jump towards that direction.

But it didn’t matter now. I instantly turned my chariot around, headed with its fastest speed towards that direction.

My chariot’s speed was unparalleled with anything I ever saw before. So the thought of his suit to be faster than my chariot was unrealistic to me.

Time proved that my belief in my chariot was right. The chariot kept flashing fast, turning scenes all around me to long trails of thin vague lines.

The speed was so fast, and yet I didn’t care about any of the long trees scattered here. My shield worked so well in cleansing all the trees in my way, clearing a long and wide path in front of me.

In less than twenty minutes, I finally spotted something new. In the middle of such a vague world all around, I spotted something moving at a slower speed than mine up front.

It was that bastard. His suit was moving so damn fast that it even emitted three long lines of smoke behind it. But its speed wasn’t in any way close to mine.

I saw him clearly, and he also spotted me once I got closer. I could see him turning around to look at me, while in one hand a large bottle was there.

He was healing himself as expected. But who said he could do that?

*Boom!*

Even if he was travelling fast, my chariot speed was enough to help any grenade I released from my many machine guns here to catch up to him.

Just as I released my grenades, they started to travel at a much slower pace towards that bastard. I knew the grenades were actually travelling so fast, much faster than its usual speed.

But thanks to the difference of speed between the three of us, the grenades had to travel in such a way.

That helped that bastard to timely evade the grenades. Despite that, the grenades explode violently beside that bastard, attacking him with their mighty explosions in the meantime.

I kept firing everything I got at him, and he kept running as fast as he could. At some point, the amount of grenades I released was too much for him to evade, and he got smashed up while messing with his momentum.

“A chance!” my eyes flashed in determination. Just at this moment I saw a window, another window for my deadly attack. In an instant reflexive move, I started to run until I reached the edge of my chariot, then I jumped.

We both were in the air at this moment, and just as I got out from the chariot’s defensive shield region I felt how damn fast we were travelling.

Just from the merciless wave of attack that came from the air from the front told me how fast we were moving.