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Speed Is King

WPC 242 Gold Winner. SSS Beast Apostle System and Survival Racing in Apocalypse. When the aliens invaded earth, they didn’t come for its resources as many doomsayers had proclaimed throughout the years. Instead, they came for fun. They came, flattened earth’s biggest cities and turned the world into a planet-sized stadium for their civilization. The sport? Survival Racing. Ferocious alien beasts were unleashed upon the ruins of the world along with thousands of alien death-row fugitives who were only told one thing: Kill the humans, survive the year and regain your freedom. Elliot was a survivor. He died right before he entered the final 15 days of the Games. But as his consciousness began to slip away, a metallic voice rang out within his soul. Mission failed. Activating sponsor’s Boon: Reverse Time Walk. Activating sponsor's Boon: Beast System. "Welcome to the Beast System. My name is Hawk, your AI." ----------------------------------------------------------- EXCERPT from Chapter 1: Elliot screamed in absolute exhilaration as he smashed his foot on the brakes, just enough to fully utilize the power of his ceramic brakes but not so much that his tires locked up. He went from two hundred miles an hour to forty miles an hour in a heartbeat. He entered the sharp corner from the outside at the maximum entry speed and skillfully brought his car to the threshold of his tire’s grip. SCREEE!! He took the corner at record speed like a professional racer and then floored the pedal to the metal once more! ---------------------------------------------------------- Action packed start. Please give it 15 chapters for the plot to thicken :) This is my 3rd novel, I hope you'll enjoy it! Join my discord channel for a richer reading experience with pictures! :) https://discord.gg/ZqdTKhtn6z

mrant12 · Fantasy
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442 Chs

Bugatti Chiron Classic III

"You are influencing more and more of the energies of nature. Of course they will get heavier." Gilgamar said in an as-a-matter-of-fact voice. "Your problem is your lack of personal energy."

"I see. I do only have a small amount of Fire Dragon Energy." Elliot nodded.

With only a small human arm's worth of Fire Dragon Energy, Elliot truly was lacking in that particular department.

"Yes, using that small amount of energy to wield the energies of nature required to power the seventeenth movement is like a toddler wielding a heavy spear. It is already half a miracle that you could complete the seventeenth movement. You… Did well." Gilgamar finally eked out a tiny amount of praise for Elliot.

Elliot smiled as a powerful feeling of accomplishment bloomed within his heart.

After seventeen long movements of silence, he finally got that damned sword to praise him!