Pokémon Invasion Marvel

The old man did not look at Emesen, but turned his eyes to Amelia.

Obviously, in his opinion, this man who suddenly appeared came with Amelia.

"My friend, I'm following him this time."

Amelia didn't understand what he meant, so she immediately flashed out of Emerson and signaled that she was not the chief.

"Then, what can I do to help you, guests from afar?"

The old man was very dignified. After hearing Amelia's words, he asked Emmesen politely.

There was no change in his attitude at all, and there was no discomfort.

"It's very simple, just go and die!"

Emmerson grinned, and the teeth exposed on his lips flashed with a cold light!

His words also attracted the attention of everyone present, whether it was a vampire or a surviving human, they all looked at him like a fool.

The situation is now clear at a glance, and the vampire elder who appeared in the end clearly had an absolute advantage.

Even Deakin Fis, who seemed in danger, was far better than Emmerson and the others.

"Put down the gadget in your hand and don't force me to kill you here."

Emmesen understood what they meant, but he didn't care much, but instead focused his eyes on the firmly bound blade and said lightly.

No one present except him noticed that the blade warrior who seemed to be completely bound did not completely lose his fighting spirit as he showed.

He was actually squirming his arms gently, allowing the detonator hidden in his sleeve to slowly slide into his hand.

Every time the blade is in action, it will be prepared to die together, and this time such a dangerous situation is naturally no exception.

He had already put in micro bombs at various support points of the underground building.

Once this happens, he will take everyone present to die together.

In this underground space, even if the blood clan is suppressed by the collapsed building, it is difficult to have a chance to survive.

What's more, Blade has made other preparations. He has already prepared at the source of blood in the shower, and has set up the prepared silver liquid there.

Another button on the top of the detonator is this function. Regardless of whether his action is successful or not, he will press the mechanism that allows the silver liquid to remain, completely flooding all the vampires in the hall.

After Emmerson said this, the expression of the blade with his head down suddenly changed. Then he wanted to adjust the detonator in his hand and press the button above.

In the eyes of Blade, there is no suspense in the current situation.

Since Emmesen had already broken his backup plan, he naturally had to detonate the bomb he had set up as soon as possible.

However, before the blade could put his finger on the button, the detonator he had just obtained had already reached another slender palm.

His mother, who had been guarding the blade, had already taken the lead in taking the detonator into her hand and looked at the detonator in her hand with a cold look.

The blade looked at the detonator that had reached his mother's hand, and opened his mouth but made no sound.

This is his last method. If he loses this, he can only send a message to the person who wants to defeat him and has enough methods.

The blade could tell that Emesen was a human rather than a vampire, but he had little confidence in Emesen.

"Amelia, I hope the Northern Council will not cause trouble for itself."

The vampire elder didn't think like the blade at this time. He looked at Emesen carefully while he was talking, and then asked Amelia who was standing beside him.

The vampire elder lived longer than Amelia. Even Amelia, who had lived for hundreds of years, was just a junior.

When he saw Emeson saying this, Amelia next to him looked calm, and knew that this young human might not be talking big.

However, instead of trying to communicate with Emmesen, he asked directly to Amelia he knew.

He knew that he had never known Emesen and the other party might not know his identity, so he chose to talk to Amelia, which might have achieved better results.

"I didn't decide this, I was just a leader."

Amelia shook her head and showed that she was not able to be Emesen's Lord as the elder thought.

"Okay, it's getting late, I hope you can come with me."

Emesen reached out to stop Amelia and tried to continue saying something, then closed his hand gently and pressed it down towards the ground.

Widths of cold air surged out from his palms and rushed towards the ground.

Except for the vampire elder who had been on guard, the rest of the world had no reaction at all, and had been covered with surging cold air and covered with ice.

After a few seconds, Emmerson took back his movements and the cold smoke disappeared.

Except for Emerson, Amelia and the vampire elder who was closest to the door and hid out in time, all the other vampires and people in the field have turned into ice sculptures.

"You haven't left yet, do you want to be the same as them?"

Emmerson turned his head and glanced at the frightened vampire elder, and asked in a slight tone.

“…, take the liberty to bother, say goodbye!”

The vampire elder was very aware of the times and deliberately used ancient etiquette from the Celestial Empire to hand over it, and then disappeared immediately.

"Are you so skilled?"

Emesen looked at his skillful movements and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Amelia.

"It is said that this elder once crossed the ocean when he was young and went to the distant ancient country of the East."

Amelia gently tied her hair on her hair before continuing.

"When he comes back, he becomes a genius, and advocates orderly development and does not invade humans at will."

"What did the ancestors do to him? This move is so skilled that it is still fresh in memory after hundreds of years!"

Emerson recalled the skillful movements and sighed sincerely.

"I'll inform Raven and the others to come in and transport these back."

Amelia twitched her mouth, and did not answer Emesen's question, but pointed at the ice sculptures in the field and asked.

Thanks to Emmerson's skill, the entire hall has become an frozen world, with ice emitting cold air everywhere.

Amelia wanted his men to come in, thaw the ice sculptures and subdue them one by one.

"No need to be so troublesome, frozen ones keep fresher."

Emmesen was still in a state of bond fusion. After waved his hand at Amelia, he pointed his elf illustration at the door.

A white light shot out from the picture book, fell to the door and began to spread, gradually turning into a vortex.