Pokémon Invasion Marvel

I don’t know if it was the reason for the evolution of bonds or because both of them were wearing close-fitting suits, Emmerson’s body changes began with the slack dress.

The handmade jacket on his upper body turned into pieces in an instant and fell to the ground.

The scales exactly the same as those of Gyarados, as if they had reduced several proportions, were tightly attached to Emmerson's agile body like a cheetah, forming a light armor of dragon scales.

Unlike Wilson's fanged armor, there was no other change except for a blood-colored ribbon on Emmerson's head that tied his swelling hair into a ponytail.

However, because there is no cover of the head armor, the changes on Emosen's face have also appeared in everyone's eyes.

His eyes turned into blood-colored vertical pupils, and a strange ice-white pattern on his cheek penetrated it, adding a bit of weirdness to him.

Raising his right arm, Emosen first glanced at the dragon-headed shoulder guards transformed from Huo, and then slowly clamped his right hand wrapped in half-finger gloves. The abundant sense of power instantly came from his palm.

It came from the middle.

But with this light fist, Emosen, who knew himself well, had already mastered this power.

Emmerson has already tried it out. After merging with Hun's bond, his strength has increased by nearly twice.

But don't underestimate this double increase. Even ace agent like Natasha, Emmerson only needs two points to deal with her.

Opening his palm, a stick-shaped weapon slowly appeared in his hand.

The stick is divided into two sections in length, and the iron rings are connected.

The dragon-headed short stick fell vertically, and Emosen was holding a long stick like a dragon circling a pillar in his hand, like a dragon holding a hand.

Panlong stick!

Since the hunt evolved into ice attributes, his elf ball has turned into an ice field, and Emosen occupied a piece of space in it to store some of his personal belongings, and his personal weapon, the Dragon Stick, is naturally

It's also in it.

Only Emosen, who holds the Dragon Stick, is his strongest time.

And the Green Fat in this state is worthy of Emmerson's full efforts.

"Hulk, I'm going to tear you apart!"

The spraying flame will inevitably not be endless, and there will always be a stop.

The moment Wilson's flame stopped, the Green Fat was caught off guard by Wilson's flame kill. He angrily grabbed Wilson's arms and raised his huge body.

Green fat, black big face was covered with ferociousness, and the muscles on the two thick arms were stacked up layer by layer. He grabbed Wilson's arms and moved slowly outward, just like he was roaring, he was just planning to catch it.

Wilson tore it apart!

"Hey, Green Fatty, I'll fight with you."

The dragon-headed short stick came with the wind and hit Hulk's open four-open head heavily.

Although Green Fat's strength is still slowly improving, he will not cause too much damage to Wilson for a while.

However, since Emmesen was going to intervene in their battle, what was the point of letting Wilson get beaten more? Of course, he wanted to get his brother out as soon as possible.

"Who? Who is disturbing Hulk?"

Emmerson's casual blow naturally would not cause any effective damage to Lupang, a guy with thick skin.

However, it still caused enough pain to allow Wilson to get rid of it.

"You messed with Hulk, Hulk is going to smash you into meat pie!"

The green fat man's simple mind could not think about Emmerson's purpose. He only knew that this little man holding a stick had offended him, so he would smash the little man into a meat pie.

Hulk, do what you say!

He took Wilson who was holding him as a weapon, and Green Fat attacked Emmerson two meters away.

Emmerson leaned back slightly and avoided Wilson's body. His right wrist, which was holding the stick's tail, shook, and his strength continued along the long stick to the short dragon head linked by the iron ring. The dragon head with the original head facing downward

The short stick suddenly shook, the iron chain of the short stick was instantly straightened, the short stick flipped upwards in an instant, and the front part of the stick was directly pointed at the wrist of the green fat grasping Wilson's body.

No matter how strong his physical fitness is, he will react when his joints are attacked, and Green Fat will not be an accident. After all, he is not a robot with no sense of joints.

Green fat grabbed Wilson's fingers and loosened it, directly lifted his huge body out of his hand and flew out.

The human-shaped weapon in his hand was gone, and Green Fat didn't care. At this time, Emosen had entered his attack range. He clenched his fists and smashed Emosen on his head, with huge pairs mixed with the sound of the wind.

The fist fell like two hammer heads.

Emmerson naturally would not sit and wait for death. He gently licked his toes on the ground, and his body had already crossed along Hulk's side with his arms raised. He swung his dragon stick in his hand and directly hit Green Fat's thick neck.

He staggered his already leaning forward body and took several steps in a row before stabilizing his body again.

Without giving the Green Fatty Man a chance to react, the Panlong Stick turned into a stick shadow, directly covering the big man who had just turned around.

Hulk roared repeatedly, and while using his arms to resist the continuous stick attacks, he ran left and right to approach Emmerson and carried out the close-fitting attack he was most familiar with.

Emerson is not the same type of attack method as Wilson. If Wilson is a tough attack style, then Emerson is not lacking in power, but he relies more on his own skills as a balanced style.

The Green Fat who could be with Wilson fell into Emmerson's hands and became a doll. Like a headless fly, Emmerson was teased and applauded.

I want to fight but can't fight, and I can't run. After all, although Emmerson uses more skills, his power is no less than Hulk. With the fusion of bonds, his power is far beyond the present.

Hulk, it's too easy to limit him.

And just as Emmerson teased the green fat man, trying to see if he was really like he heard, the more angry hell he would grow, a sudden sound of sound in the quicksand hell created by the fanged land shark suddenly sounded in the quicksand hell created by the fanged land shark.

A deafening roar, the hatred that fell into it was wrapped in sand and dust, jumped out of it.

Logically speaking, he was trapped in the endless quicksand, and was attacked by the fanged land shark and the candle fire spirit. The fate of his hatred should be to suffocate and die in the quicksand.

But hatred is not a fat green man after all, and he still retains most of his rationality. The two elves tried to waste his intentions. This person who once lived in the rain of bullets could not be seen.

When his life was threatened, the ruthlessness in his bones also erupted, and he had no choice but to survive.