Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

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A huge cry came from the mist, which sounded a bit like a whale in the animal world. Judging from the source of the sound, it seemed to come from a place tens of meters above the ground. The problem is, the loud cry also sounded like It's the whale that's calling.

"What do you call this thing?" Richard picked up the Vulcan Cannon again. The sound reminded him of the behemoth that appeared at the end of the movie.

"Son of the Black Goat."

Richard glanced at Roland and said, "How big is it?"

"... Just don't worry about these details, okay? The real test is coming." Ever since he heard this cry, Roland's face had been looking bad. After rolling his eyes, he closed them directly. Listen with your eyes and ears.

Bah bah bah bah bah

Roland just raised his old-fashioned revolver with his eyes closed and fired six shots in different directions. Surprisingly, he was not shooting blindly. Several screams came from the fog.

What's even more exciting is the way he loads the bullet. He touches his waist with his left hand and takes six rounds of bullets. He flips open the magazine with his right hand and loads the bullet in an instant. Not to mention how efficient it is compared to an automatic pistol. It looks pretty cool. It’s all overflowing, okay? To be honest, as Richard who has read countless films, this guy’s gun fighting skills have at least reached their peak in terms of visual effects, even surpassing the gun fighting skills in Wanted.

"Roland, how do you practice this marksmanship? Please teach me." Richard held back a shot to break his ally's mind and stepped forward to ask. He remembered that Roland once taught this marksmanship to an 8-year-old A little boy, he has better basics than that kid. Of course, that kid has the power of lightning, but we also have telekinesis, right?

"You need talent."

"Of course, don't you think I'm also very talented with guns?"

Roland looked down at the Vulcan cannon in Richard's hand and said nothing.

"Don't be fooled by the appearance of the gun. I'm actually a very delicate person on the inside. These are just matters of personal style. Come on, teach me, just once."

Seeing that Richard was determined not to give up, Roland had no choice but to say, "Just once, remember."

"Okay, you say."

"I don't aim with my hands. Those who aim with their hands will bring shame to their fathers. I aim with my eyes. I don't use my hands to shoot. Those who shoot with their hands will bring shame to their fathers." I shot with my mind.”

呯

The revolver rang in Richard's ears, and in the fog behind him, a monster that looked like an upright boar man was knocked to the ground, but Roland kept staring at Richard, not looking in that direction at all.

Yes, this is it, the gunslinger clan’s gun fighting formulas. Although they feel like nonsense, they are definitely different when they are read from Roland’s mouth.

10 seconds.

30 seconds.

1 minutes.

"how do you feel"

"There is an indescribable feeling of ambiguity."

"Try it soon."

"it is good."

Richard also closed his eyes and used his own perception to feel the surrounding situation. Not to mention, the 19-point spirit really brought him a different experience. A car three meters away was a little leaky. Oil, engine oil dripped low on the ground. Five meters away, a centipede monster was not completely dead. Its legs were scratching and pulling. Ten meters away, on the lawn, a mutated spider was poking its head out of its nest. He bit a monster, but unfortunately, it wasn't strong enough, so the monster turned around and bit it.

You are the one.

Richard locked the monster's head with his mind and took out the revolver.

呯

The bullet rotated through the thick fog, and then accurately hit the evil-looking monster...the spider in its mouth...

Damn it, I haven't learned anything about shooting with my mind. Otherwise, I might as well consider shooting Roland's black gun...

Seeing Richard's malicious gaze, Roland smiled and said, "It's okay, just practice more."

Seeing both Richard and Roland showing off, Wesker couldn't hold back anymore. After all, there were so many subordinates standing behind him. If they didn't show their hands, wouldn't it mean that they were inferior to people from other worlds.

"Okay, it's my turn next." Wesker smiled evilly, his eyes so red that even his sunglasses couldn't hide them. Then, he disappeared with a whoosh and rushed into the mist.

Roland closed his eyes again and listened to the direction in which Wesker disappeared. Richard also made the same action. Although aiming with his mind was out of the question for the time being, he could still sense his surroundings with his mind.

In Richard's perception, Wesker moved at a high speed in the fog at a ghostly speed. The speed matched with the saber in his hand, bursting out powerful energy. Monsters passing by were sliced ​​by his saber like butter. Even some monsters didn't react. Their upper bodies were still rushing forward, but their lower bodies had already fallen.

Wesker, who was excited to kill, felt that these alien monsters were just chickens and dogs. He felt more and more that his choice of transformation was correct. Look, now he is no weaker than the two alien perverts behind him. He is The superman of this world.

Thinking of this, Wesker is no longer satisfied with killing small monsters. A real superman should challenge the impossible.

At this moment, a taller figure appeared in the fog, and Wesker rushed forward without thinking.

"Uh, um..." Hearing Wesker's actions, Roland was stunned and blurted out.

"What's wrong?" Richard asked. He also heard Wesker's movements and didn't think there was anything wrong.

"The monster he rushed towards was a mantis monster. It is a rare exoskeleton monster. His knife may not be very useful..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another sound breaking through the air in the fog, flying in their direction.

Kang dang

There was a loud noise, and Wesker crashed into a small truck.

wow.

Wesker got out of the car with a bloody head, trembling with anger, "What is that thing? Why is it so hard?"

"...The mantis monster has an exoskeleton half a meter thick. It is difficult for ordinary weapons to damage it. Its weak points are the eyes and the inside of its mouth. It is recommended that you use firearms to attack."

......

"Okay, let's stop making trouble. The monsters coming are getting stronger and stronger. They are no longer something ordinary people can participate in. The three of us have our own characteristics, so we can each deal with the monsters that suit us." Richard put away his pistol. He got up and picked up the Vulcan Cannon again.

"Okay" Roland and Wesker agreed, and the three of them immediately rushed into the mist.

At the same moment, outside the town, a dark army was advancing towards the town. Although they were about the same size as humans, their appearance was extremely ugly. It was quite suitable to play monsters or orcs, and they were walking in front of the army. But he is a tall and thin man who looks like a European and is quite handsome. The most important thing is that he is wearing a black windbreaker.