Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 140 This Taima Shiton?

Peter and Danny were somewhat shocked when they saw Erica standing in an unrestrained state in the main base hall of the Science, Strategy and Defense Agency.

Although the two of them had not seen Erica when she was captured by Terry on the ship at the New York airport that day, they had at least seen Erica being escorted back after being unconscious.

"Although she didn't completely trust her, she did give out a lot of verifiable secrets about the Hand, so - at least this seems more sincere."

Clint stood behind Peter and Danny and explained in a low voice.

In other words, Erica, a killer of the Hand, has become at least half of her own person after a series of operations behind Nick's back.

After thinking about it, Peter and Danny's expressions returned to normal, but because they were not familiar with it yet, they were embarrassed to go up and greet the female killer in cool clothes.

Erica didn't bother to talk to the two boys, but she occasionally made eye contact with Natasha, the black widow.

Although the experiences of the two people do not have much in common, they are both very independent and capable women. At this point, they have some common topics to talk about.

Only Terry took a step back in embarrassment, intending to use Steve's broad back to cover himself.

In his accessories column, there was also the personal clothing 'Ninja Belt' that he got from Erica.

Then Clint turned his attention to Natasha, but the latter only whispered to Erica without even looking at Clint, who had now joined the Victory Commandos.

Ever since Erica discovered that Terry was present, she had looked straight in Terry's direction. It seemed that it was due to identity issues. Apart from her eyes that seemed to be able to skin people and cut out their bones, there was no extra movement. .

"Actually, at the beginning, my goal was to infiltrate the Hand and find a way to defeat the 'beast'."

Erica first clarified her position and said that she was not hostile to everyone present, and then started to talk about the main topic.

But during a ceremony one day, when some of the higher-ups of the Hand intended to pray to the beast for deeper power, they heard the painful voice of the existence they once worshiped from the dark space where the beast was. Wails.

Nick has such vicious eyes.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Erica, and the female killer herself didn't seem to expect that Nick had given her such great trust, and her face looked a little weird for a moment.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she had a slightly hoarse voice, which was consistent with Erica's own Greek origin. It had a unique feeling of being savage but still charming.

"But the Hand are very wary of killers who are not trained by themselves. As an outsider, I couldn't come across any secrets of the Hand in the first three years.

Steve looked around, and finally cast his searching eyes on Clint.

However, under the gaze of everyone, Erica had to take a step forward and started to speak.

Clint twitched the corners of his mouth, saying that he didn't know where his boss had gone.

He knew that Erica and the Hand were not of the same mind, and that was because he had read the relevant character setting scripts in advance.

And Nick was able to give Erica the right to move freely within the Science, Strategic and Defense Bureau in just a few words after the female killer woke up. That was simply a vicious vision.

"I have some things that I can't help myself with right now. There is someone at the scene who knows the opponent association better. Let her give you a general explanation of the current situation."

However, his little moves did not escape the female killer's keen intuition. After all, she was a super assassin who could find the enemy's location through her eyes.

Terry thought.

Then the beast's contact with the Hand was completely severed. For several months, no matter how hard the Hand tried, they could not get any response from the beast.

"By the way, why hasn't Nick come yet? Being late is not his habit?"

Just when Clint was about to explode, Nick's voice came out through the speakers in the hall.

A cult organization that already relied on an unknown evil god suddenly fell into panic.

I originally thought that the Hand would naturally fall apart after the beast disappeared, so I had the idea of ​​leaving the Hand at that time.

But what they never expected was that the Hand, which had lost the beast, would fall into an unprecedented madness. They began to bring out some ancient secret techniques that had not yet been proven to be feasible, and they did not hesitate to use forbidden techniques that may be dangerous to regain communication with the beasts.

Moreover, the ritual of worshiping beasts has been widely opened to middle-level organizations and even some members of lower-level organizations.

And I happened to be selected as one of the worshipers, so I simply stayed in the Hand and wanted to see what the beast was like. "

When Erica said this, she suddenly paused. Her originally healthy wheat complexion suddenly turned a little pale, as if she was recalling some bad things.

"What? Did it happen that you successfully communicated with the beast just that time when you participated in the worship?"

Clint interjected and asked, receiving an eye roll from Natasha.

Erica lowered her head, her hoarse voice revealing some unspeakable fear.

"Yes, during that worship ceremony, our spirits were directly introduced into the dark space that had not been opened for a long time, and there were no beasts there anymore, only a rotten and scarred corpse like a mountain. And... there's another one whose exact shape can't be clearly seen, but it's very, very tall—"

"Isn't it a bit like a giant centipede?"

Terry also joined the Interjection Cult, but his words immediately shocked everyone.

Erica raised her head and looked at Terry blankly.

Giant centipede?

"Yes! It's like a centipede!"

Then Erica reacted suddenly: "You are the key person that the Hand is looking for!"

"Oh, oh, oh! Wait, wait, everything was fine just now, but now I feel a little dizzy."

Peter, who had been given medicine on his tongue by the Scientific and Strategic Defense Bureau, raised his hands to try to control the situation. Now he can speak relatively clearly, but there is still some residual pain.

"How does Terry know about Centipede? Why is he a key figure? What is a key figure?"

"You'll understand later, Peter."

Terry felt that it was difficult for him to explain the key point in just a few words. After all, Spider-Man has not encountered an existence that can be called an old enemy so far.

The game bosses who came to this world with his superpowers are his old enemies.

Up top is the World Devourer. Is this starting point too high? What's next? You won’t give me the Moon Lord directly, right?

Terry reached out to cover his eyes a little autistically.

From the very beginning, he clearly understood one thing.

That is, games are games and reality is reality.

In the game, you only need to practice your positioning on the two-dimensional level or simply use the skipping method to pass the boss. It's hard to say what the boss will look like in reality.

According to Erica's description, the World Devourer hiding in that dark space was so big that it could not be seen clearly even from a distance of hundreds of meters. On earth, I'm afraid it can compete with the worldly python Jörmungandr in this world's storyline.

Just hold the moon-watching sword in your hand and chop down one or two zombies. If you put it in front of a boss of this size, it is really no bigger than a toothpick.

A sword thrust forward, not to mention piercing the shell, would barely be able to refine the ravine patterns on the opponent's shell.

I thought that my luck was going smoothly because the residual power of my luck was still there, and it could not be completely lost for a while. Now it seems that this is clearly a big thing coming from behind.

Peter swallowed, and based on Erica's description, he used the Pythagorean theorem to calculate the final conclusion that Erica couldn't visually detect the specific width of the monster from a distance of several hundred meters.

"Why is a centipede so big? The diameter of one leg is measured in kilometers, right?"

(End of this chapter)