The Golem Mage - Chapter 460

Chapter 460: Race Of Death (4).

Chapter 460: Race Of Death (4).

€œArthur , waste the rest of your bullets on that truck,€ Alec urgently called out, determined to attack before the mage driver in the other car could reload and unleash the devastating ice sword attack once more and this time on them.

Having witnessed the destructive power of the attack, Alec didn€™t want to rely solely on his team€™s battle abilities to evade it.

Plus, trying to evade such an attack while driving in reverse made him feel extremely uneasy.

Arthur : €œ¬€
€œErr, Alec, I don€™t think I€™ll be able to sustain the attack for long, I€™m low on Mana too!€ Arthur complained, frustrated by his limitations as a Tier 2 Mage.

The guns and weapons attached to the truck are able to unleashed attacks that rivaled those of Tier 3 Mages .

But by infusing more Mana into them, they could potentially even reach Tier 4 power levels, and given Arthur€™s awareness of this, it was no surprise that he would deplete his Mana quickly.

Recognizing the urgency of the situation, Pale forcefully grabbed the gun from Arthur€™s hand and infused his own Mana into the magical machine gun.

As Pale€™s Mana intermingled with the gun, its body started emanating an enchanting icy blue light.

€œEat this!€
Pale exclaimed, firing away while Alec patiently waited for the opportune moment to flip his truck over to normal position and accelerate towards the Truck in third position.

The ice bullets aimed at the Truck in fifth position were met with a sudden appearance of a transparent earth shield, effectively defending against Pale€™s attack.

Though Arthur€™s bullets may possess lethal and sharp qualities, but they paled in comparison to Pale€™s formidable magical machine gun infused with Tier 4 mana.

Alec noticed the car gaining momentum once again as the launcher gun on the driver€™s side began to gather energy.

As it seems the driver€™s cool down was complete, and casting the ice sword spell would spell their defeat.

They were mere practice targets for the driver in the fifth position €“ as there seemed to be no way Alec could reverse the car fast enough to escape.

€œI never expected you to be such a skilled driver when we got into this truck, but here we are, so don€™t you dare fail us now!€ Beatrice exclaimed from the back seat, her voice filled with urgency.

Alec locked eyes with the driver across from him, a chilling smile spreading across the man€™s face.

Alec€™s train of thought expanded as he glanced at the rear-view mirror and realized they were dangerously close to a sharp turn.

€œShit!€
Alec muttered, swiftly turning the steering wheel to bring the truck back into its normal position not caring if he would even be attacked at such moment, However, the truck from the fifth position overtook Alec€™s truck, stealing the fourth position away.

€œEhhn!€
The expression on the driver€™s face conveyed his confusion as he passed Alec€™s car.

He couldn€™t comprehend why Alec would willingly give up his lead.

Sure, he was about to launch an attack, but it was the first time the driver had encountered someone who willingly let him take the lead.

Lost in thought, Alec quickly regained focus and switched gears.

Simultaneously, the driver who had just claimed the fourth position found himself careening off the course, missing the turn.

Helplessly, he watched as Alec€™s truck effortlessly surpassed him once again, effortlessly reclaiming the fourth position without expending much effort.

As Alec€™s truck sped by, Pale didn€™t forget to unleash a couple more ice bullets that rained down on the truck from the side, hitting two individuals multiple times and freezing them solid.

And they were quickly thrown out of the truck to minimize the weight of their frozen bodies.

Alec realized that if he continued on his current path, he wouldn€™t be able to catch up to the top three.

As It was evident that those in the top three were experienced and wouldn€™t simply let him overtake them with basic acceleration.

Determined to make a move, Alec seized the opportunity as the road ahead turned treacherous once again.

He steered his truck off course, taking a different path.

Utilizing his knowledge of the map, Alec knew this was the fastest way to catch up to the top three, who seemed to have created a significant gap.

Just a few minutes after Alec took the alternate path, two trucks followed closely behind each other.

As they passed the spot where Alec€™s tire tracks veered off the map€™s line, they shook their heads in disbelief.

They hadn€™t expected the promising newcomer to deviate from the established route.

One of the drivers even speculated that Alec might have been involved in an accident and lost control of his truck, causing him to crash elsewhere.

Regardless of their initial thoughts, they couldn€™t deny their happiness that Alec Gordon and his team were out of the race.

The fear Alec had instilled in them had been too much to bear, and now they could finally focus on chasing after the top three together.

Simultaneously, they both reached for a small red button on their dashboards and pressed it.

It felt as though they were challenging each other, their trucks entering into a new dimension of speed.

As they blazed past the car in the third position, engaging in a tense tug of war with the vehicle holding the second position.

€“
In the city of Estonia, a crucial meeting of the Gordons clan was underway.

It was a rare occasion, as all the high-ranking members with title of the clan had gathered.

Every gaze was fixed upon the patriarch of the Gordons clan, George, who sat upon the distant throne.

Deep in thought, he stared into the crackling fireplace, an air of contemplation surrounding him.

Attempting to assuage George€™s concerns, the grand elder spoke up with a bitter smile.

€œYou don€™t have to worry excessively, Not everyone was aware that the mage who attacked and broke through that day was a member of our clan!€
George couldn€™t help but emit a slight chuckle in response.

€œDon€™t make me laugh!, Even the most oblivious person would have recognized that the individual breaking through that day belonged to the Gordons clan,€ he confidently declared.

The comment caught the attention of the third elder,
€œ Why €œ
He posed a question causing the patriarch to pause in surprise.

George cast a scrutinizing glance at the third elder to ensure he wasn€™t being mocked, but the patriarch soon realized the third elder€™s inquiry was genuine, as he was sincerely curious.

Meanwhile, the other elders, like the fifth elder Axel, chuckled silently, understanding the gravity of the conversation.