Bab 143: The Scheme of the Blade Ghost

The deafening roar of motorcycles echoed through the mountains, on the intense race track, one dangerous trap after another was triggered.

Some ghosts were driving their motorcycles normally when a pillar of fire suddenly burst out of the ground, enveloping them and their motorcycles and instantly turning them into ashes.

Others just passed through a steep cliff race track when a large amount of boulders rolled down from the mountain top, smashing them and their motorcycles into the cliff.

Those who were lucky enough had no ghostly spikes below them, and could survive thanks to the special attributes of the ghosts.

Those unlucky ones, who encountered areas where there were ghost traps below, could only hope for a swift death.

Boom!

On the race track, two speeding motorcycles slammed into each other. At the same time, a series of spikes emitting ghostly aura suddenly shot up from the ground.

Clang! Clang! Clang!