The God Of Speed Flash Novels & Stories

She went on to blabber a whole lot of sorrys and Lucas had to stop her. "Hey, hey! Calm down. It's alright." "But, what just happened...?" "Isn't it already obvious?" "What are you talking about?" "The flashes of light, the truck and Bianca back in New York..." Lucas said, trying to make a point. "What?" "Natasha, " added Lucas in a semi-grave low voice, "you are a speedster." Natasha was quiet for a moment, probably letting it all sink in. It did. "Oh my God, you're... you're right."

Goldie could only look back, and Leonardo could see that he was a little bit confused. “Like, uh - Boom! Kapow!” He quickly adds, hoping that onomatopoeia helps him understand. Goldie looks at the car and nods. He promptly lets go of Leonardo and raises his hands. The car begins to glow with the same color as always. It floats off the ground, reaching about two meters high before violently crashing into the ground. “Okay, I think that should do it,” Leonardo says in a haste. He turns to the wall and then looks back at Goldie. The young man notices his gaze, and without any warning, he sends him flying over the wall.

The summary of the story is still lost! "Fast teleportation, not visible to the naked eye. You only saw me, standing there, but I moved between .5 seconds to chop his nerve on his neck." This explains it to me. My eyes widened. What the fuck? Can he move that fast? Just imagine! Point five seconds! What did the flash say here? It looks like the flash has to retire and Cayden can replace it! It's just an animal moving fast! The duel continues, and I continue to observe the Cadres, knowing their abilities. By midnight, the attack will be implemented. It would be bloody midnight.

The God of Speed "What do you think?" Xavier Grayson asked, his lips curling into a faint, predatory smirk. He slammed his foot on the accelerator. The racing car roared, its engine screaming as it tore down the track. As the needle climbed, the world outside became a blur of streaking lights. Chloe Bishop instinctively gripped the armrest, her knuckles turning white.

Gods in Heaven, how could this young brat be so fast? Swoosh! The Lord of the Sanctuary unleashed his full speed: Mach 2.0, and shot as quickly as he could, leaving blurs of afterimages in his wake. Chu Xun chuckled, putting on his top speed as well. With his speed of Mach 2.5, he easily caught up to Yue Fandie no matter how the elderly man escaped. The crowd of onlookers witnessing the duel could hardly believe their eyes. The Lord of the Sanctuary was being chased down by a man with his stick like some jackrabbit trying desperately to flee.

Feeling challenged made Grace increase her speed to catch up with the cars in front of her. "Oh my God! Grace!" Paul involuntarily shouted. Now the speed of Grace's car has touched 300 km/hour. Not only speed, he also shows Grace's driving skills here. He would not let his defeat the other day be repeated today. Only two cars left ahead. grace should be able to win the race this time. Who knows. Can it be called like that? After passing tense seconds, Grace was finally able to finish first. He has managed to beat all seven of his challenger cars.

Maybe they’re already gossiping about me. Outside, the car is already waiting. A black SUV idles at the foot of the stone staircase. Uniformed drivers. Security. A detail that tells me this isn’t just a dinner or a party. This is a performance. Cassian helps me into the car, then gets in beside me. We don’t speak during the drive. He scrolls through emails on his phone. I stare out the window as the city shifts from quiet streets to glittering lights, red carpets, and flashes of white light.

Talia mumbled, “Are you serious? You’re a man, but you don’t have a driving license?” Kayson said helplessly, “I came from a small village. We don’t use cars over there. Besides, if I’m really pressed for time, I can even run faster than a car.” Talia was rendered speechless. “Oh please, stop bragging. Do you know how fast a car can go on a highway? 74.56 MPH! If you can run faster than a car, then you aren’t a human anymore.” Kayson thought for a moment and said in a serious manner, “I can’t keep it up for a long time, but if it’s just for a short amount of time, I can run even faster than that.”

Lightning could be seen flashing among the clouds. Chase gathered lightning vital energy in his hand. Electrical current snaked around him. The fat, black pig was feeling gleeful about the elemental dragon vanishing out of fear for him. Why put up a pretend fight when Chase was just a stage-three major martial god? Rawlin talked himself up. That was when Chase made his move. The lightning spear hit Rawlin like a bolt of lightning. Rawlin had wanted to jump away with flair to dodge the lightning spear and lunge at Chase at the same time. The lightning spear not only looked like a bolt of lightning, but it was even quicker than the speed of light too. He could not evade the attack at all.

I should’ve just walked out silently like a ghost. “Hm. Alright,” he said, slipping his hands into his pockets and strolling toward the far corner of the house. He moved quickly, almost like he was running from something. Weird. Whatever. It didn’t matter. I had cravings—bad ones. Fruits, sweets, crunchy stuff. I had to go get them. Trouble might be coming for me, but before I face that storm... Let me enjoy something first. Let me eat. ... I paid the cab man and thanked him before walking toward the store. I was just at the front yard—hadn’t even touched the door—when it suddenly swung open.