Chapter Two: Stealing a City in Forty Seconds

The instant vision failed, Shen Yan said, “Detonate.” Three engineering mines exploded beneath the top suspension rail. The track tilted, and the super minions packed upon it rolled like iron beads into a drainage channel. They were not dead, but rerouting would take nine seconds. The core stood at six percent. Iron Veil sensed the trap. Their commander, White Duke, stopped attacking and opened his tactical map. His pale, handsome face appeared in the communication window, and Shen Yan missed a breath. White Duke had Zhou Jibai's face. Three years ago, Zhou Jibai had led Throne to take the championship from Shen Yan. His final flank had been as precise as a ruler. Afterward, he had shaken Shen Yan's hand and said, “I didn't win.