Battle with Quicksilver

Lu Mingyu's speed gradually slowed. After all, he was carrying someone. No matter how light Iron Man was, he should have needed a rest after running for so long. Besides, Flash's power did not fully belong to Lu Mingyu. Lu Mingyu knew he could not completely wield the kind of power Flash had in TV shows or movies. His speed was not that great, and neither was Quicksilver's. That was why their clothes had not caught fire from the intense friction.

Blue lightning trailed behind Lu Mingyu like the tail of a comet, its several-meter arcs constantly interfering with Quicksilver's approach. By the time Lu Mingyu realized this, it was already too late. He did not have much stamina left to strike Quicksilver with lightning. Quicksilver, like a rampaging madman, held a short blade as he chased faster and faster. Lu Mingyu stared at him in shock. If he remembered correctly, that short blade was supposed to absorb speed. How was it making Quicksilver faster instead?

Lu Mingyu came to an abrupt stop, spun around, and punched the unprepared Quicksilver several meters back. At the same time, he set down Tony, who was about to speak. Quicksilver and Lu Mingyu both stopped and stared at each other. In Quicksilver's eyes, it was as though he had found some precious gem as he fixed his gaze on Lu Mingyu. Meanwhile, Lu Mingyu looked at Quicksilver with fear overflowing from his eyes. After all, they were not on the same level right now. Even with Flash's power, Lu Mingyu could not bring out all of it.

Lu Mingyu's body rapidly recovered its stamina. Just then, someone cursed, "Either fucking run or die!"

Tony stood in a dark alley in town, staring around him in shock. He could not process the high-speed movement for a while, then turned around and vomited. As he threw up, he said, "Now... are speedsters everywhere now? How come every random person I run into is a speedster?"

After saying that, he continued vomiting. The dizziness felt as if there were a tornado inside his head, endlessly spinning his brain around. The fact that Tony could still stand was already impressive.

The Black Lantern Ring on Quicksilver's hand shone ever brighter, as if it had spotted the most tempting prey. Lu Mingyu swallowed hard and said to Tony, "You finally slowed down when you talk, but... this guy seems to have his eye on me."

"I... I mourn for you." Tony continued vomiting, but he did not forget to get up and pat the young man who had carried him so far. Then he bent over and started throwing up again. He wished he could just pass out. This feeling was awful.

Quicksilver shifted his foot, and Lu Mingyu jumped in fright and moved away at once. But Quicksilver had only remained standing where he was. It felt like a wise old man mocking an ignorant fool. Lu Mingyu realized that Quicksilver might still have some awareness. Or rather, the awareness to hunt prey. This was no simple corpse or zombie.

He had never expected to encounter a fusion of DC and Marvel in a dream. He smiled awkwardly as he pounded his aching legs. He realized that if he died in this dream, he would probably feel pain too. When that happened, it would not be something he could endure. As he had said before, even if this was a dream, he did not want to die. While Lu Mingyu bent over and rubbed his legs, Quicksilver rapidly moved before him with an afterimage, the dark blade in his hand stabbing viciously toward Lu Mingyu's heart!

Lightning abruptly erupted around Lu Mingyu. He flipped over and rolled across the ground, dodging Quicksilver's attack. However, his clothes were scraped and torn, and his skin had a few cuts as well. There were even broken beer bottles scattered across the alley floor! Lu Mingyu had no time to marvel at it. He sped around Quicksilver in circles, then circled behind him and punched him in the back.

The Black Lantern Ring on Black Lantern Quicksilver's hand grew brighter and brighter. With a sharp explosion, Quicksilver's speed doubled. He spun around and seized Lu Mingyu by the throat. He gripped the blade tightly, then thrust it toward Lu Mingyu's heart. At that moment, Lu Mingyu completely gave up resisting. He realized that perhaps his dream was ending, that perhaps when he woke up, he would no longer feel the thrill of racing with the wind. He closed his eyes. He had never expected Quicksilver to accelerate instantly—and double his speed!

The old man who had sighed over Lu Mingyu appeared once more. He stopped time, leaving only Lu Mingyu unaffected. The old man held Quicksilver's hand and pulled Lu Mingyu free from Quicksilver's grasp. He sighed. "I know you are afraid of death, and I know you think you are dreaming. But when you face such a desperate situation, never give up, because this is real. I am one of the victims too. I know very clearly that I am not dreaming."

"How is that possible?"

"Do you know about human thought? Every thought, every idea, is actually a space that exists somewhere in the universe. For example, if comic artists or filmmakers create superheroes, then those worlds will also appear in corresponding universes. That is thought. Thought creates everything, and the universe creates thought."

Lu Mingyu was somewhat confused by what he had heard. He said, "So I am not dreaming?"

The old man's short white hair became even grayer at that moment. He said to Lu Mingyu, "That's right. You will die. I do not have much time left. You must learn to master this power. One day, you will return to the world that belongs to you, to the time that vanished from your life."

Lu Mingyu watched the old man turn into golden lightning, and then everything snapped back to the moment of his battle with Quicksilver. Next, he saw Quicksilver stab without hesitation at where his heart had been moments ago, unaware that the mysterious old man had moved him elsewhere. Seeing Quicksilver's ruthless force made Lu Mingyu's heart turn cold. He knew he could not beat this man, but how was he supposed to stay alive?

After all, here... dying meant truly dying.

Lu Mingyu's expression became complicated. He did not know whether he had gone mad. One moment ago, he had been happy because he had become Flash; the next, he was worried about surviving. He was both happy and worried, the two conflicting emotions wildly entangling inside him. He kicked Quicksilver in the knee, hoping to injure it and slow him down, but he discovered in astonishment that he could not move him at all!

With a bitter smile on his face, he rapidly fled.

Quicksilver watched the prey in his hand disappear, and rage filled the entire alley. Black light churned in his eyes, while the ring emitted a chilling gleam. He vanished from where he stood with his own afterimage, crazily hunting down Lu Mingyu.

"I'm begging you, ancestor, could you stop chasing me? I want to go home." Lu Mingyu was on the verge of tears. He had once thought that if he ever gained powers, he would fight his enemies to the bitter end. But now it seemed that he was nothing more than a coward.