Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

Thick fog, no problem, heavy fog, no problem, but what the hell is this thick and big fog like a wall? Mission: Edge of the World

Richard opened the car door and stepped out, reaching into the thick fog.

Well, there is no obstruction, and it is still wet. This is really heavy fog.

Looking up, Richard was still a little confused. If this was a normal heavy fog, it would be too weird. Who has ever seen a dense fog that neatly disappeared completely after a line of excuse? It was as if there was an invisible door here. Like glass walls.

Squeak

The jumping spider also jumped out of the carriage, tugged at the corner of Richard's clothes, pointed at the back and squeaked. Richard turned around and saw that the chrysanthemum monster was chasing after him excitedly.

There was no other way. Richard looked around. The desolate Gobi Desert was full of potholes. A pickup truck couldn't drive very fast in it, and the thick fog with almost zero visibility in front of him made it even more difficult to get in. Not to mention there was something fundamental in the fog. I don't know, but it's scary enough when you go in and your eyes are completely black. Don't turn around and not be bitten to death by the chrysanthemum monster, but die in a car accident instead. It's not worth it.

After looking at the chrysanthemum monster approaching at high speed, Richard opened the car door and took out the crossbow, a roll of tape, and the two bundles of detonators from the passenger side.

500 meters away, Richard wrapped the detonator around the crossbow.

300 meters away, Richard raised his crossbow.

At 100 meters, Richard pulled the trigger.

The heavy detonator made the crossbow shoot very slowly and even fall a little. However, just when it was about to deviate from its flight path, an inexplicable force held it up and helped it continue its journey. All the way to the end, the chrysanthemum monster's exposed brain.

He used telekinesis to hang the crossbow arrow on the monster's head. The distance between Richard and the monster was less than 50 meters. The guy opened his mouth wide, jumped high into the air, opened his broad arms, and vowed I want to hold Richard tightly...in my mouth.

"Goodbye, my dear." Richard whispered softly, and then gently pulled the trigger.

呯

A ball of fire burst out from the muzzle of the revolver, and the brass bullet flew out of the gun barrel in a rotating manner, passed through a short distance of about ten meters, penetrated the mouth of the chrysanthemum monster, and penetrated into the nail on it. In the detonator on the head.

boom

A strong shock wave accompanied by fire exploded in front of the fog, flipping the entire pickup truck into the fog. No matter how strong the recovery ability of the chrysanthemum monster was, it could not withstand the mountain-level explosion. They were all blown away, and only two of the six legs were left. The rest flew away to no one knows where.

"Tch, I really thought I couldn't do anything to you." Richard walked out from behind a stone nearby and dropped the jumping spider above his head on the ground. Well, he had just used it as a helmet.

"It's a pity that my pickup truck is gone." Richard turned to look at the thick fog and did not dare to get in to see the situation. He remained calm enough in the fog of war where the situation could not be ascertained. Besides, after the boss was pushed, With the reward in hand, he could just find a place to stay for a few hours and wait for the mission to end.

White Snake Remnant Trigger: Gain zombie will.

Passive skill: Zombie Will: Ever since you got mentally ill, you have become more energetic. Zombies are just like manic patients. There is no will. With your broken brain, no one can affect you.Mental attribute 5, immune to mind control spells.

What a pity, it's not this guy's self-healing ability...

Although Richard didn't know where zombies got their will, and he wanted to complain that the zombie tarantula he got from a zombie tarantula, which was obviously a powerful boss, was a mental skill, but it was so delicious that he didn't have the nerve to say it. Immune to mental skills Control spells are awesome. In other words, illusion and mind control spells are completely ineffective against him now.

Just when Richard was examining his newly acquired skills, the jumping spider at his feet walked into the fog for some unknown reason. When he discovered it, the little guy had already gotten in.

"Hey, where are you going?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the jumping spider disappeared into the mist, and then a faint squeaking sound came from the mist.

嗖

Richard took out his revolver and pointed it at the mist. The jumping spider had warned him countless times with this voice, and he would never hear it wrong.

Soon, a slender black shadow appeared in the mist. Of course, this slenderness was only compared to the chrysanthemum monster just now. In fact, the black shadow was nearly 1.9 meters long, human-shaped, holding a handful in his left hand. The long thing looked like a scimitar, and Richard immediately aimed at his head.

As the figure got closer and closer, Richard finally saw what he looked like. He was black, had a short head, and was wearing a shabby gray windbreaker. The weapon on his left hand was actually a mouthpart of the chrysanthemum monster. Most importantly, He had seen this face before.

"Heimdall, why are you here?"

"Heimdall, are you calling me? Can you put down the gun in your hand?" The big man who looked [-]% similar to Heimdall said while gesturing with the revolver in his hand, "Maybe I and Heimdall Your friend looks very similar, but my name is not Heimdall, my name is Roland, Roland Deshan, can I know your name?"

"Roland Deshan" muttered the name, looking at the familiar face and the revolver, Richard suddenly remembered a movie called The Dark Tower he had watched in his previous life, "You are the gunslinger"

Roland was also stunned by this question, "Do you know me?"

"Absolutely. I also come from other worlds and have heard of your name." Fortunately, it is too easy to prevaricate Roland, because in the Dark Tower, things about parallel worlds are also described, and Roland is crucial. He is a hero in the "Middle Ages", so just talk to him about parallel worlds casually, he will be able to accept it.

"Really? Which world are you from?" Obviously, the gunslinger, who had been surrounded by enemies, did not believe Richard's words so easily. He didn't even put down his gun. Of course, Richard didn't put it down either.

"The other world."

"The other world." Roland frowned, "I've never heard of it."

"It's normal. For us, other worlds are all outside worlds. Our world is rarely entered by people from the outside world. On the contrary, there are many people in our world who can freely enter and exit the outside world and can even write about various experiences. Come. For example, Heimdall, who looks exactly like you, is a friend I met in another surface world."

Squeak

At this moment, the jumping spider suddenly ran up to Richard and rubbed against him. When he saw this scene, Roland put down his gun in surprise, "Do you know the Black Widow?"

"Well, I know many black widows, which one are you referring to?" Seeing Roland put down his gun, Richard also put it down.

"This one." Roland pointed to the jumping spider at Richard's feet.