Chapter 288

Bang—!

The loud noise meant the third vehicle was also destroyed.

Soren and the others, battered and dazed, groaned in pain.

"FUCK, my arm, my arm's broken." Dalton felt his left arm was excruciatingly painful.

Soren's head was pressed against the roof; now that the car was upside down, he felt his neck might snap.

"Dalton, Lawrence, are you okay?"

"My arm… my arm." Dalton gasped with every breath.

Lawrence was unharmed, but his shoulder ached fiercely from the impact.

"I… I'm fine."

Soren rolled over and sat on the roof—only for the SUV to suddenly lift into the air, then crash down before he could scream.

This time, Soren felt his entire skeleton had shattered.

"It's over… it's over…" Lawrence's face was scraped raw, blood streaming down.

"OMG, OMG!" Dalton prayed to God, filled with unbearable regret over this hunt, "We're… we're going to die, we're going to die."

"Help! Help!"

Soren looked out the window and saw the giant beast charging toward another vehicle, then leaping down—its one-and-a-half-meter horn piercing straight through the car, then…

"Ahh—!"

A piercing scream rose, then cut off abruptly.

Soren's face turned pale; he saw the black triceratops shake its head, sending the car spinning several times, and a body—dripping with blood, pierced through—was flung out. It was one of the guides.

A massive gash yawned open at his waist; his organs spilled across the ground—he was dead beyond doubt.

Seeing this, Soren's soul nearly fled his body.

"What do we do? Soren, what do we do?" Lawrence, terrified, spoke incoherently, "We're dead, we're dead."

Boom—!

The terrifying black triceratops, drawn by the scent of blood, suddenly raised its hoof and stomped down hard on the corpse. A three-ton beast, fully charged—imagine how grotesque the scene was.

Splat—! The corpse was crushed into jelly, spraying everywhere; some even splattered onto Soren and the others.

Dalton felt something on his lips; before he could brush it away, it slid down—he looked and nearly fainted. It was an eyeball.

When it appeared several hundred meters away, this was the horrifying sight they saw.

At the moment the triceratops stomped down, he immediately moved the camera away, avoiding overly gory footage.

Even so, the livestream viewers had already seen what was about to happen.

"Holy shit, terrifying!"

"Fucking hell, that guy's dead, right?"

"Definitely dead."

"Total disaster, way too violent."

"Qin, just run. Let them fend for themselves."

"Yeah, this kind of beast isn't something humans can fight."

Qin Yun's expression grave as he watched, listening to the cries for help, made no move.

Just as netizens said, this kind of beast was beyond human capability to fight.

He couldn't fight it either—the gap was too great. If it charged him directly, death was certain.

But leaving someone to die wasn't his way.

"I'll try using the drone to lure the black triceratops away."

Qin Yun said, then controlled the secondary drone to fly out.

As the drone drew closer, viewers saw more clearly—especially the puddle on the ground, making them feel nauseous, so fucking revolting.

The drone's noise immediately caught the triceratops's attention. It glared furiously at the device ahead, then charged. Qin Yun quickly steered the drone forward, matching its speed, just keeping it just out of reach.

When the triceratops had run about a kilometer away, he immediately sprinted down, first reaching the nearest SUV. The Black driver inside was unconscious.

Luckily, the door still opened. He pulled the man out, checked his breath, confirmed he was still alive, then ran toward Soren's SUV.

"Help! Help!"

Hearing the cries from inside, Qin Yun quickly tapped the vehicle.

"Shut up!"

"…"

Soren turned his head and met Qin Yun's gaze—he burst into tears of relief.

"Qin, Qin, save us!"

Lawrence and Dalton also felt like they'd found salvation, overwhelmed with emotion.

Qin Yun ignored them. Just being alive was luck enough.

He tugged the door—it was jammed tight. He grabbed a stone from beside him and smashed away the shattered glass edges.

"Get out!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the main screen—now the black triceratops had stopped. It roared angrily at the drone, then turned and sprinted back, no matter how the drone tried to lure it.

"Qin, I can't move—my foot's stuck."

Soren hadn't noticed at first, but when he tried to shift, he realized his left foot was pinned deep in a depression—he was terrified, his soul nearly gone.

Qin Yun frowned, grabbed Lawrence's arm, dragged him out, then pulled out Dalton. But Dalton's arm was broken, blood pooling on the ground, his limb twisted backward unnaturally, bones visible, his face deathly pale.

He glanced once—he knew hospital treatment was essential; otherwise, permanent damage was certain.

He pointed toward where he'd come from: "Take him, run that way—fast."

Dalton's scalp prickled with pain, so he could only rely on Lawrence; Lawrence, though trembling violently, quickly shouldered the guide and sprinted alongside Dalton toward the direction Qin Yun had pointed to.

As for Soren!

Qin Yun checked and found Soren's left leg was pinned fast by the depression—he had to pry it open first.

"Soren, do you have anything like an iron bar?"

Soren's lips quivered as he shouted urgently: "Yes, yes, there's a crowbar in the trunk!"

Qin Yun immediately yanked open the trunk and quickly found a crowbar.

"Fuck, Qin Ye, hurry up—the black rhino's coming back!"

"Damn, I'm so tense."

"How far still? We have to move faster."

Qin Yun kept watching the auxiliary machine, and now the ground began to shake.

He jammed the crowbar into the depression, turned his head—and saw the terrifying black rhino with his naked eyes, lowering its head and charging toward them, its menace greater than a tank.

Soren saw it too.

He screamed in panic: "Qin, hurry, hurry!"

Qin Yun didn't panic. He drove the crowbar deep into the depression and surged with all his strength—the depression instantly sprang open under his force.

"Pull your leg out now!"

Soren retracted his left leg inward and swiftly freed himself; Qin Yun grabbed his arm and yanked him hard toward the outside of the vehicle, then rolled sideways with him.

"Boom—!"

A terrifying impact came from the side—the sound of a three-ton behemoth slamming into the SUV, terrifyingly close.

"Holy shit, that was intense."

"Too terrifying—if it hit a person, they'd be crushed to pulp instantly."

"Qin Ye is so calm."

Qin Yun grabbed Soren, rose from the ground, and immediately ran.

Soren was at least a sturdy young man over one meter eighty, but now in Qin Yun's grip, he felt as light as cotton, as if he had no weight at all—he felt like he'd reverted to childhood, cradled in his father's arms.

Soren turned his head and looked back—the triangular black rhino took a few steps back, then spun around and charged straight toward Qin Yun.

Qin Yun was already fast, but compared to the black rhino's sprint, it wasn't enough—ten meters vanished in a blink, and the rhino caught up.

"Run that way—I'll lure the black rhino away."

Qin Yun flung Soren to the left, then planted his feet and began hopping and bouncing toward the rhino, drawing its gaze.

As expected, the black rhino didn't look at Soren—it stared fixedly at Qin Yun.

As the rhino was about to strike, Qin Yun exploded with power from his right foot, launching himself upward and barely dodging the attack.

Then he sprinted back—the black rhino instantly turned and charged after him again, determined to crush him or die trying.

Far away, Soren didn't hesitate—he fled. If even Qin Yun couldn't handle it, his own involvement would only mean death; better to obey Qin Yun and escape the scene immediately.