Pokémon Invasion Marvel

Under the panic cry of another crew member, the remaining defenders on the ship soon gathered over.

He touched about twenty people, holding various guns in his hands, surrounded Emosen and the mad dog.

"You can't escape, just surrender honestly."

A man who seemed to be in charge walked up and shouted at the two of them.

"How about it, do you need me to help?"

However, neither Emmesen nor Mad Dog paid attention to his intentions.

Emmerson glanced at the crowd around him and turned his head to ask the mad dog.

"No problem, warm-up is not enough!"

The mad dog twisted his neck, looking indifferent.

Everyone present knew that no one dared to use the guns here.

If an explosion is accidentally caused, the entire ship will go to heaven.

Emmerson chuckled, took a few steps back, giving the space to the Mad Dog.

He wanted to see if the mad dog could solve these people by himself.

The elf of the mad dog has not been hatched yet. His current physique is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, but it is also limited.

With fighting skills and courage, it is really not easy to deal with so many people in such a terrain.

The mad dog looked at the person opposite him with disdain and threw away the baton in his hand.

If you talk about guns, he is really no match for these people.

After all, he has never used firearms much. Even if he uses them, he is a Vulcan cannon that does not require aiming. Just pick it up and sweep it hard.

But if he talks about armed fighting, he would never be afraid of anyone in his life.

A short knife that was covered by the hem of his shirt fell behind his waist and fell into his hand.

The mad dog's sharp knife was in his hand, and his fierce aura swept across his body and rushed towards the crowd.

Most of the people surrounding them were hired mercenaries, and they also reacted very slowly.

They were all people who licked blood from the knife. When facing the charge of the mad dog, they would naturally not be afraid. They pulled out the fighting daggers on their bodies and met him.

As for the firearms they brought, they were thrown to the ground.

At this time, everyone knows that guns are not as useful as batons, so it is better not to take them than to hold them.

The close forces were connected, the blades collided with each other, and the battle became increasingly fierce from the beginning.

Neither side wanted to hold back, and moves were all important.

Whether it is a mercenary or a mad dog, I know it very well.

A momentary ruthlessness will only hurt yourself.

The mad dog is not ashamed of the word mad in his name, and his fighting style is crazy.

During his battle, no action existed to block and avoid.

All actions have only one purpose.

Attack! Attack! Attack again!

He doesn't care about being attacked, he only cares whether he attacks others.

The battle ended very quickly. In less than ten minutes, there were only mad dogs covered in blood, and they could barely stand.

The others had already fallen to the ground.

At this moment, the crew member who was guarding the fuel warehouse just now.

He stared at Emosen with a ferocious expression, trying to pull the trigger in his hand.

"Ah! Go and die! Damn yellow skin..."

He had not participated in the battle and watched the whole process.

Now everyone has been defeated, and he is the only one who is left, and he is powerless to turn things around.

Looking at the wounded and the corpse all over the ground, he lost his mind in shock and anger.

However, his movements suddenly froze, and there was no way to continue, and his whole body seemed to be nailed to the spot.

After trembling with his wriggling lips, he also stopped moving.

Emmersen slowly turned around and said disdainfully as he looked at him.

"Ha, do you think I will forget you?"

As Emmerson finished speaking, the candle fire spirit that had been following him slowly floated out from behind the crew.

Emmesen has always been cautious in his work, so how could he leave such a problem?

He had already let Zhuhuo Ling come behind the crew, and could subdue him immediately if there was any abnormal movement.

"Your words make me very upset, so if I let you die and make you unhappy, please bear with me."

Emmerson walked over and patted the crew's face gently. His voice was very calm, but the content made the crew's pupils magnify sharply.

"He is yours, enjoy it slowly."

He saw the crew's reaction, but he was not soft-hearted at all.

For Emerson, some mistakes are unforgivable, even if they are just a humiliating title.

"spirit!"

Zhuhuo Ling shouted happily, and the small flames above her head began to sway happily.

This was the first time he had devoured his vitality since his birth.

Curious children want to try everything.

But because of Emesen's order, Zhuhuo Ling kept suppressing himself.

Now, I can finally get what I want.

The huge space suddenly became extremely quiet.

The sudden shouts of the crew just now attracted everyone's attention.

Now, as long as the people who are still awake at the scene are looking at Zhuhuo Ling.

Zhuhuo Ling didn't care about this. His small body circled several circles around the unmovable crew.

Then he stopped directly in front of him, and as he stopped, everyone saw it.

A misty streamer with a vague shape but visible to the naked eye connected him and the crew.

The fear on the face on the boat had already disappeared completely by this time.

Instead, it is a gradually rising sense of expectation.

It was as if I had seen something beautiful, and my face was full of happiness.

The opposite is his body.

The originally sturdy body seemed to be gradually being drained.

All the tissues inside the body were like water flowing, flowing along the fog-like streamer to the body of the candle fire spirit.

"Ho, terrible."

Looking at the mummy with a strange smile on his face, who had all his vitality drained by the candle fire spirit and left him there.

The mad dog touched the blood on his face and squeezed out this sentence from his throat.

Now he looked at the candle fire spirit on Emosen's shoulder, which looked harmless and human, and his eyes were full of fear.

As for the injured crew and mercenaries who were still alive, they couldn't even speak, and they didn't dare to breathe. Their bodies were trembling and huddled in place, fearing that the next person who turned into this would become them.

"Closing them all, it's time for us to do the job."

Emmerson kept watching the battle and knew that the mad dog had only suffered some skin injuries and was not seriously injured.

"good."

The mad dog's voice was a little hoarse at this time, but he still barely moved.

He just exhausted his physical strength because of high-intensity combat, and did not affect his actions.

The rest just now also helped him recover some of his physical strength briefly.

After dragging all the people who fell to the ground to a closed room, the mad dog hurriedly began to hatch his own elf eggs.

The intense excitement made him feel no longer tired.

The incubation of the elf egg is very simple, just connect the current to the egg body.

Mad Dog used tools on the boat to create a simple charging device.

After fixing the elf egg on it, he opened the switch.

The strong light flashed, and the elf egg was immediately wrapped in countless electric arcs, making it impossible to see the situation inside.