Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 699. Empty Beach

"I should have predicted this," Allen thought to himself as he navigated through the crowded streets. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment that he couldn't fully experience the power of his motorbike amidst the morning rush.

Also, Allen couldn't ignore the curious glances and admiring stares from those around him. It was clear that his motorcycle was turning heads, drawing attention from both men and women alike. And who could blame them? With its sleek design and powerful engine, it was anything but ordinary.

'I guess I just need to take this to my favorite place,' he thought. He knew that there was one place where he could truly unleash the full potential of his motorbike—a place where he could let loose and ride to his heart's content.

With a determined grin, Allen revved the engine and charted a course towards his favorite spot. He couldn't wait to feel the wind in his hair and the rush of adrenaline as he tore down the open road, leaving the chaos of the city behind him.

Allen navigated his motorbike through the familiar streets, each turn bringing him closer to his favorite spot—the beachside street where he had once raced against Elio. As he rode, the hustle and bustle of the city slowly faded away, replaced by the calming sound of waves crashing against the shore.

Arriving at the beach, Allen parked his motorbike and took a moment to soak in the serene surroundings. The street stretched out before him, lined with palm trees swaying gently in the breeze. The air was salty and invigorating, a refreshing change from the city's smog.

In the distance, the sea sparkled under the sunlight, its waves lapping against the sandy shore. The sight was breathtaking, a reminder of the beauty and tranquility of nature.

With a smirk playing on his lips, Allen revved the engine of his motorcycle, the sound reverberating through the empty street. It was a familiar sensation, one he relished every time he found himself in this secluded spot. The absence of traffic and pedestrians meant he could push his motorbike to its limits without any inhibitions. Discover hidden stories at empire

Without hesitation, he accelerated down the street, Allen felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. The wind whipped past him, tousling his hair and sending a shiver down his spine. He leaned into the curves with practiced ease, his body instinctively syncing with the movements of his motorcycle. It was a dance of speed and precision.

With each twist of the throttle, Allen felt a surge of exhilaration. The thrill of the ride was intoxicating, a heady cocktail of danger and freedom. His heart pounded in his chest, matching the rhythm of the engine as it roared beneath him. In this moment, he felt truly alive, every sense heightened and attuned to the pulse of the road.

Once he neared the end of the street, Allen gradually eased off the throttle, allowing his motorcycle to gradually come to a stop. The adrenaline rush began to fade, leaving behind a lingering sense of satisfaction and contentment. He glanced around, taking in the empty expanse of road stretched out before him.

With a satisfied grin, Allen removed his helmet and ran a hand through his wind-tousled hair. He felt alive, invigorated by the thrill of the ride.

There was something different about this moment, something that made him feel more alive than ever before. With a contented sigh, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to bask in the sensation, relishing the feeling of freedom that surrounded him.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

After a moment, Allen opened his eyes and raised his camera, eager to capture the beauty of his surroundings. The street by the beach was a treasure trove of interesting sights, and he wasted no time in framing each scene with his lens. From the swaying palm trees to the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore, there was no shortage of subjects to photograph.

As he moved about, adjusting his position to capture the perfect shot, his eyes fell upon a figure in the distance. At first, the person seemed like just another passerby, but as Allen squinted to get a better look, he realized that he recognized them.

The man walked from the beach towards Allen's location, his expression serious and his movements lacking their usual energy. Allen squinted as he tried to make out the figure approaching him. It didn't take long for recognition to dawn on him.

"Elio?" Allen muttered under his breath, his frown deepening. He hadn't expected to see his rival here, especially not under these circumstances. From the way Elio was walking, it didn't seem like he was here for a friendly chat.

With a quick scan of the area, Allen spotted Elio's unmistakable red sports motorcycle parked nearby.

"What's he doing here?" Allen wondered.

Allen hesitated, torn between the urge to leave and the curiosity gnawing at him. If he bolted now, it might raise suspicions, especially with the camera in hand. After all, Elio didn't seem to be here for him.

With a sigh, Allen decided to stay put for the moment. Perhaps Elio had his own reasons for being here, unrelated to Allen. Plus, fleeing the scene might only escalate the situation.

Once Elio drew closer, Allen braced himself for whatever interaction awaited them. Perhaps this encounter could even lead to some closure or resolution between them.

Elio turned and caught sight of Allen. His expression remained impassive, devoid of any hint of emotion. Allen observed him closely, searching for any trace of the animosity that had defined their past encounters, but found none. Instead, Elio's reaction was indifferent, as if Allen's presence held little significance to him.

Without a word, Elio simply continued on his path, his demeanor unchanged.

"Hey, you alright, man?" Allen called out to Elio, a concerned frown creasing his brow. Despite their past clashes, seeing Elio in such a downcast state stirred a sense of empathy within Allen. He couldn't help but wonder if Sophia had given him the boot or something.