Fantasy Warzone

"Run!"

As he spoke, Chu Xia raised a Gatling gun spitting blue flames and fired at the corpse **.

Behind him, a countdown glowed red.

"Heh, check out my drift! Oh, that must sting! Hahaha! You want to catch me? Have you even asked my Wind and Thunder?"

Old Red Ghost drove a futuristic-looking race car, pulling off a stylish drift around the bend with three cars right behind him.

Electricity crackled around the wheels, and the engine roared like rolling thunder.

"Whoa, what's with this *head guy? Why won't he stop chasing me? I haven't even done anything to **! What the heck!"

A chubby teenager in exploration gear sprinted nimbly through a collapsing underground structure.

A huge *head humanoid, something like Anubis, was chasing him with a set of scales in hand.

A new writer here. Please go easy on me, everyone!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.