When Feng Bujue came back to his senses, his body was surrounded by black combat energy, and the extreme pain from before had disappeared.
"If I can run forty kilometers in three minutes …" As Feng Bujue was calculating in his mind, he had already rushed out.
Whoosh!
Under the cover of the magic combat energy, he was like a black fireball, skimming across the ground.
"Hmm?" The first one to be overtaken by him was Serra, who didn't even see what passed by him. It wasn't until five seconds after Brother Jue passed by that he finally realized. "Is this … Poker Man?"
Whoosh!
The second one to be overtaken by the "black fireball" was Banana Addict.
When the gorilla heard the sound of the wind, he immediately reacted … His vision barely managed to follow Brother Jue's figure for two seconds.
In those two seconds, although the motion capture system of his helmet couldn't analyze the other party's "energy nature", "energy output principle", or "movement pattern" and other information, but … the "speed" was still measured. It was about one thousand querns per hour.
"Woah, not bad." Cold sweat was dripping down Banana Addict's forehead. "Although the maximum speed of my armor can increase to one thousand three hundred querns per hour (which is about a bit faster than Mach 1), if I fly at that speed, I will run out of energy very quickly (the tin foil man's armor is faster than that, and it has a perpetual energy source) …" He thought to himself. "Poker Man seems to be moving with his own ability …"
Whoosh!
After another two seconds, Feng Bujue passed by Green Meteor.
"F * ck …" Green Meteor was shocked. "Is this the power of a galactic level …"
The last one to be overtaken by Brother Jue … was Flea Man.
When Feng Bujue passed by him, he even shouted, "Sorry! I'll go first … "
Because he was running too fast, he could only say this much … And this was when he was close to Flea Man and was relatively still.
…
Three minutes later, at the border between Tree-Lined Highland and Sakai Land.
"Haa … Haa …" Feng Bujue purposely found a place where there was no one around and lay down on his back, gasping for breath.
In the three minutes of [Descent of the War Demon], his Life Points were considered to be at 300%, his Stamina and Spiritual Energy Points were unlimited, and his physical abilities were also multiplied … Therefore, he was able to use that kind of amazing speed to rush his way.
However, once the three-minute time limit was up, his Life Points would be at one percent, his Stamina Points would be at zero, and his Sorcery Points would be at zero. In the next five minutes, he would be immune to all medical skills and buff consumables.
Simply put … no matter what, he had to lie down for a few minutes under the mental impact of having his Stamina and Spiritual Energy depleted.
To be honest, this was very dangerous. If a hostile creature passed by … even a poisonous scorpion could kill Brother Jue, who only had 1% HP left.
But … he had to do this.
If he were to use his normal ability to run that "forty quads", there would only be two outcomes. First, he would run with the four planetary level guys, and then run out of energy halfway and die. Second, he would run at his own pace, and by the time he reached his destination … it would be too late.
In order to maintain his reputation as a galactic level hero, Brother Jue had to choose this option.
"Hah … Hah … It will be fine …" Feng Bujue lay in the shape of the Chinese character 'spread'. Bathed in the orange sunlight, he mumbled to himself, "Based on my visual estimation … these guys are moving at around three hundred kilometers per hour. It will take them about eight minutes to reach where I am. Minus the three minutes that have already passed, I can rest for another five minutes. Then … with the Stamina Points that have naturally recovered, I will be able to stand up and walk around, and I will be able to drink the Life Points Recovery Potion.
His calculation was correct. Based on Flea Man's original speed, it would take them eight minutes to reach him. But … because they were provoked by him, they were a little more serious and arrived at his destination in the seventh minute.
When the four of them reached Brother Jue, he deliberately made a very seductive pose. His hands were behind his head, his legs were crossed, and he lay on the ground gracefully.
"Yo, hello, everyone." Feng Bujue's Stamina Points had barely reached three digits, but his acting was not something that could be measured by numbers. "I accidentally ran too fast, so I sunbathed here for a while and waited for you guys."
"You …" This time, Flea Man was not happy. He looked at Brother Jue condescendingly and said unhappily, "Are you using your actions to show your dissatisfaction with me?"
As he said this, the "blue carapace" on Flea Man's body was falling off at a speed visible to the naked eye. It quickly turned into dust and scattered with the wind.
Seeing this, Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "Since the carapace is falling off, it means that he won't be 'running' for a while."
"Ah … No, no, I'm just kidding." Two seconds later, Brother Jue smiled awkwardly and sat up. "Actually, it's like this …" He lied without hesitation. "The trick I used just now … has a flaw. Once I use this trick, I have to run the whole distance in one go. If I stop or slow down halfway, I won't be able to use it for a while."
"Oh …" Flea Man believed Brother Jue without hesitation. "I see … You should have said so earlier."
"I just found a chance to tell you," Feng Bujue shrugged and laughed. He stood up and patted the dust off his clothes.
"Haha … Actually, I already noticed some signs earlier." Banana Addict used his wise voice and laughed. "With one glance, I knew that the black energy on your body was not a normal ability that could be used casually."
In a sense, Banana Addict's speculation was quite reliable. Of course … At the end of the day, Feng Bujue's words were 30% true.
"Yes, yes." Feng Bujue took advantage of the situation and replied with a smile, "I hope you don't mind."
"Anyway … Since everyone is already here." The next second, Flea Man pragmatically brought the topic back to business. "Then let's start the next step …" He raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the Tree-Lined Highlands. "The Tree-Lined Highlands is in front of us. After entering that area, we must slow down and move forward carefully …" His tone faintly revealed a hint of coldness. "Don't think that you can relax just because you're far from the main battlefield of the bratty aliens and the square dancers … You should know that those aliens who stay in the surrounding area of the highlands and lurk in the dark may be more dangerous than the two major aliens on the battlefield … Especially the beggars. I've already mentioned their reconnaissance ability, and their territorial awareness is second only to the square dancers … If anyone sets foot in their territory, the consequences …"
Screech!
It was too late to say anything!
Just as Flea Man was speaking, there was a sudden sound of wind!
However, a black shadow was already flying towards him.
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