48 Hours a Day

The Lada Niva sped forward. As Zhang Heng cycled through the gears, the SUV’s wheels spun ever faster.

The wind blew into the doorless driver’s seat. Zhang Heng looked at the numbers on the dashboard. He was doing about 100 kilometers per hour, and he had already engaged fifth gear, but since the white mare still didn’t appear, he continued stepping on the gas until it got to 120 kilometers per hour.

This was also the highest speed Zhang Hen reached when he drove the doctor, Mouse, and the others to the Pripyat Hotel not long ago. However, this time, the white mare was still nowhere to be found.

With the help of the [Filter Lens], Zhang Heng could clearly see his surroundings. There would be occasional eyes peeking at the road in the isolated buildings, but before the SUV could reach them, they would scatter in all directions.

Zhang Heng had no other choice but to continue speeding up. Fortunately, this car was in better condition than the other cars he had driven before. He could feel that the engine had not reached its limit, even though the needle was already close to the far right of the speedometer.

140 kilometers per hour.

Considering the additional load on the car, the Lada had basically nothing left to hold back. As a driver, Zhang Heng could also feel that it wasn’t impossible if he continued to speed up, but he would face the risk of a cylinder explosion.

Therefore, Zhang Heng chose to maintain this relatively safe speed. Compared to the previous two speeds, he should have reached the speed limit this time. Next, it was time to test whether his previous deduction was accurate.

The Niva sped down the main road in front of the Youth Palace.

At this time, the sky was already turning white, and the darkness was receding like the tide. This seemed to prove that the Earth would still spin normally the next day no matter what happened. Even though Pripyat was now empty, that did not stop the sun from spreading its rays over the vast and lonely land 149.6 million kilometers away.

The first ray of sunlight broke the clouds.

At the end of the horizon, a white mare had started its four hooves and charged toward Zhang Heng.

It ran at an unbelievable speed, arriving in front of Zhang Heng in the blink of an eye. Furthermore, it did not show any signs of slowing down. It seemed like it was planning to use its body of flesh and blood to ram a streel creation of a human.

The combined speed of both parties was conservatively estimated to be over 400 kilometers per hour. If they were to collide at this speed, the white mare would almost certainly die. As for the probability of Zhang Heng surviving… it was probably not that optimistic.

Thus, this was a deadly collision worthy of its name.

At this time, Zhang Heng was no longer in a hurry to slow down. Even if he could kill the white mare right now, he would not avoid this collision. He had also considered using drift to prevent it like last time, but a telephone pole and a bus parked on the roadside on the left and right sides of the white mare.

Zhang Heng did some quick calculations and realized that it would be very difficult for him to completely avoid the white mare. Therefore, he realized that it was not a coincidence that the white mare chose this time to charge at him. Even though the charge was a suicide mission, the white mare was only an incarnation of Loki.

To kill him at the cost of sacrificing an incarnation—Loki would have no reason to refuse this deal.

Many thoughts flashed through Zhang Heng’s mind at that moment. The next moment, he slipped the Niva into a drift. With a series of dazzling maneuvers, Zhang Heng accurately controlled the front of the car to avoid the white mare’s impact, and at the same time, avoiding the telephone pole on the right side. Unfortunately, this was also the limit of his technology.

Due to the lack of space, the car’s rear end was eventually grazed, causing the high-speed vehicle to lose control. First, it crashed into a trash can and a curb, and then it rolled six times in a row, rolling far away. It fell to the ground, and the bricks stacked by the backseat were also thrown out.

This time, the white mare did not leave immediately. Instead, she put away her hooves and stood in place quietly. She looked at the off-road vehicle that was overturned not far away as if wanting to know the driver’s fate inside.

For this reason, she even took two more steps forward, looking forward to seeing the driver seriously injured, bleeding non-stop, and even dying on the spot. However, when she really walked in front of the wrecked SUV, she was surprised to find that there was no one in the driver’s seat.

At almost the same time, an arrow that looked quite old flew out from the other side of the street. This arrow completely defied the laws of physics, drawing a strange arc in the air and accurately hitting the white mare’s ear.

The white mare raised its front hooves, let out a mournful cry, and turned around, trying to escape.

However, after being shot, it seemed to have lost its ability to appear and disappear like before. It only ran two steps like an ordinary horse, and its body was still swaying. Golden blood flowed down its left ear and dripped on the ground.

Unfortunately, it only managed to run a few steps before it was hit by another arrow. The second arrow hit its hind legs, turning it into a cripple. The horse had also become slower. Thus, following the trajectory of the arrow, it finally saw where the enemy was.

At this moment, Zhang Heng was standing on the utility pole that the SUV had crashed into. Like a king looking down from the city wall, a pair of shadow wings spread out from his back, the wings that saved Zhang Heng from that tragic accident.

After realizing that the Niva was out of control, Zhang Heng decided to abandon the car immediately. He used the shadow wings to cancel out the terrifying impact speed and arrived at where he was standing.

However, Zhang Heng did not stand there for long. Seeing that the white horse had lost its movement speed, he flapped his wings again and dived down from the sky. At the same time, he pulled out the [Hidden Scabbard] from his waist and cut it down!

The sharp blade cut into the back of the white mare’s neck without hesitation, like a hot knife stabbing into butter.

When both of Zhang Heng’s feet landed on the ground, the white mare staggered past him. From the look in its eyes, it seemed that it was still glad that it had escaped this disaster.

Even though the white mare did not know how it had miraculously survived that slash, there were indeed no wounds on its body.

It continued to run forward, but the humans behind it did not chase after it this time.. The horse did not understand why Zhang Heng was so merciful until it ran another seven or eight steps when its head fell off its neck just like that.