For decades, Spring City had never been as festive as tonight.

Explosions rang out like firecrackers with no end in sight. Flames rose and fell like fireworks, their echoes overlapping in waves, while dazzling bursts of light spread in every direction.

All of it came from the ghost cars Ji Jue had sent out. The first wave, eleven vehicles in total, had already departed. The second batch of vehicles were already in position and on standby, silently waiting for their turn.

There was no need to worry about raw materials. Spring City’s ruins and streets were full of them. Abandoned vehicles were everywhere, and some didn’t even need repairs. At worst, they could strip parts from one car to patch up another. With enough scavenging and improvising, they could always cobble together a few complete vehicles.

Using record modification from Aether Series One, Xu Guan turned the plastic mannequins they had carried out of the shopping mall into corpses and stuffed them into the vehicles as decorative touches for the explosives. Then the cars set off eagerly, as if they could hardly wait any longer.

After all that waiting and suffering, they finally set off on their final ride, ready to go out in a blaze of glory.

Repairing and reinforcing the frames alone had used up all the spirit matter scavenged from the previous battlefield. After that, the support from Deus Ex Machina had nearly drained...