That crack was like the gaping mouth of an abyss, devouring everything that approached it.
This was a mountain road, and the drop of that abyssal mouth was dozens of meters deep—a fall here would spell near-certain death.
As Wang Fan stepped out of the driver's cabin, he caught a glimpse with the corner of his eye, which gave him some understanding of the situation unfolding ahead.
However, this understanding was barely comforting, causing his heart to pound like a drum.
Things that fell either hit his head, slammed his back, or scraped his arms, but he had no time to care about these now; he had only one wish, or rather an expectation, in his heart.
"Damn it, I hope this isn't it today! Come on, L5, do your thing!"
The massive crack continued to spread across the road surface, like a wound on the earth, daunting and terrifying. The asphalt road was shattered, with debris scattered everywhere, mixed with dirt and rocks.
