Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 138 The first experience of a speedster

Chapter 138 The first experience of a speedster
The overclocking bracelet given by Black simply brought Bai's strength to a new level again.

After turning on the first gear, the third speed is almost doubled, allowing Terry to easily chop down the corrupted zombies while leisurely observing the situation around everyone.

Since corrupted zombies do not have logical intelligence, their action routes are relatively random. In addition to defeating all members of the commando team, they will occasionally wander into some ordinary residential areas, scaring those who are carefully observing through the windows. I didn't even dare to take a breath.

Some people with poor psychological quality would accidentally hit something with their shoulders when the corrupted zombies were passing by the door. They made some noise and were so frightened that they screamed at the top of their lungs.

At this time, a fireball would fly out of the dark night and explode the zombie that had unintentionally frightened ordinary people.

The overall 60% increase brought by the Nebula Dewdrops, the bonus of the fire protection suit, the wind magic learned from Mayfair as a child, and finally the enhancement of the first level of the overclocking bracelet, made Terry's actions The speed reached a rather ridiculous level.

He can take care of not just the corrupted zombies that might intimidate ordinary residents.

Even the other members of the Victory Commando, once too many zombies gather around them, a vague figure will quickly float over, and in the flash of cold light, they will chop the large number of zombies into pieces.

A supporting fireball will often appear next to Peter as he flies through the air, relieving Peter from the pressure of having to land on the ground and face being surrounded by zombies every time because the surrounding houses are too low.

Even Clint and Steve, who were far apart, were taken care of by Terry. Most of the zombies that were wrapped in their direction were killed by Terry from dozens of meters away.

Steve was wielding his shield, and his fighting style changed from the initial vigilant posture to a more relaxed one. He accidentally saw a zombie, and before Clint could take action, he threw the flying shield at it.

Clint laughed twice, and at the same time his mind was spinning around searching.

"It's not impossible at all. You can consider using your real old friend to change with Terry."

As a result, Steve actually thought about it seriously for a while, as if he was so shocked by Clint's mention that he still couldn't handle it.

"Hey~"

In just over ten minutes, the corrupt zombies on the surface had been almost wiped out by Terry and the Victory Commandos.

Forest Hill Street was not very long as a whole. Almost as soon as he heard the voice, Terry's outstanding eyesight could vaguely see two figures leaping in the distance.

"The Bureau of Science, Strategy and Defense has notified the military forces. A large force is now approaching Forest Hill Street. The two guys who passed out in the official car have been picked up by the medical staff who arrived."

Clint squinted at Peter who was jumping between different rooftops in the distance, and then glanced at Danny who was standing on the street fighting with a sword that was also stained with golden flames, and curled his lips.

Boom!
The whirling shield contained power that Steve himself could not imagine. It smashed the zombie into pieces and automatically spun back to Steve's hand.

The sound is also getting clearer.

But in the end he shook his head.

As the corrupted zombies continued to fall, the purple-black mist lingering on Forest Mountain Avenue began to slowly dissipate, and the communicator obtained from the Science, Strategy and Defense Bureau also began to slowly emit somewhat distorted sounds.

"...Forget it, I haven't thought about it in seventy years. It's good to activate your brain during the battle."

"The personnel of the Strategic Bureau are unconscious - 嗞 - the records show that the - 嗞 - ventilation system in the car..."

"I wonder if it's because of today's technology or because of Terry's superpowers?"

As the fog that obscured the vision dissipated and the vision gradually became clearer, the news of Hawkeye's return journey came from the microphone.

Clint reached back and quickly counted the remaining arrows in the quiver with his nimble fingers. His keen eyes compared the number of corrupted zombies along the way, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Terry wandered through the streets like a ghost in the night, and even began to actively look for fish that had slipped through the net. Once he found the target, he would quietly float over and chop him down with a sword.

Steve caught the shield with admiration on his face: "I don't even need to calculate its rebound route, it can fly back by itself. Can I really not leave it behind?"

"It's weird, why is Terry missing? I can't see where he is."

"Okay……"

A series of vague sounds came from everyone's communication channel, and after a brief sound, it suddenly stopped. After two or three seconds, a silver-gray whirlwind quietly floated towards Clint and Steve. Both of them raised their weapons in extreme nervousness, but saw the silver-gray whirlwind. He paused abruptly.

Then it condensed into the figure of Terry, who was wearing high-quality imitation black technology armor.

"Terry?"

Clint put down his bow and arrow and looked at the opponent who stood still with some surprise: "Have you evolved any weird new abilities?"

Steve was shocked and turned to look at Clint.

This is the first time this old antique has heard about the evolution of superpowers.

"SN..."

A strange syllable came from under Terry's visor, and then he fell silent again, standing still without any additional movement.

Clint, on the other hand, became a little nervous due to Terry's strange reaction, and raised his bow and arrow again.

"Hey! Didn't you inhale too much of those weird gases? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No."

This time Terry made a clearer sound, and then quickly said: "Wait."

The two people looked at each other confused. Although they didn't know what happened to Terry, since the other party said to wait, they would wait where they were.

Time passed bit by bit, and after no more corrupted zombies were seen on the street, Peter and Danny in the distance also approached Clint's position.

Peter had a cut in his mouth and gestured for Danny to speak for him.

"Why do you keep stopping here?"

Clint pointed at Terry, who had been standing still, and was about to explain.

"I'm all right."

The armored man moved suddenly, and then his armor disappeared, revealing Terry's true face.

At this moment, Terry's face was covered with sweat, and he seemed to have exhausted a lot of energy.

"Oh! Why do you look like you killed thousands of zombies by yourself?"

"The new abilities are a bit difficult to grasp."

Terry gasped and explained, then sat down on the ground, gasping: "Let me slow down a little longer, or someone give me a hand and carry me back?"

Steve took the initiative to squat down and lift Terry on his back.

"Thank you."

Terry lay on Steve's broad shoulders and said weakly.