Pokémon Invasion Marvel

"But they are just underage children. If I guessed correctly, these three Predators should be here for the coming-of-age ceremony trial."

"Predator?"

Mad Dog noticed what Emerson called them and was a little curious.

"The predators in the universe have a highly developed civilization, but they advocate primitive fighting methods, so they are also called Predators."

There was nothing to hide, Emerson told everything he knew.

However, there was one thing he did not say. In his memory, logically speaking, the Predator should not appear in this world.

But in this situation, there was no way to explore this doubt at the moment, so he had to hide it silently in his heart.

"So, the one who asked you to be so careful is an adult Predator?"

"Yes or no, the real threat to us is the spaceship piloted by the adult Predator!"

Just a few Predators would naturally not be taken seriously by Emerson.

But it would be very dangerous if you were a warrior carrying out a coming-of-age ceremony.

If he remembered correctly, the Predator's coming-of-age ceremony was usually carried out under the supervision of the elders.

In other words, in the air here, or in outer space, the elder's car of the Iron-Blooded Clan is floating silently.

Even though the Predators are just a bunch of muscled guys who are keen on close combat, their technology is also very advanced.

Otherwise, we can't fly the spaceship and the whole universe will be in chaos.

Emerson was very conscious and knew that he lacked the ability to fight against the spaceship, so he pulled the mad dog and left the place directly.

"Tsk, spaceship, this is tricky enough."

After hearing what Emerson said, Mad Dog also understood what he meant. He looked up at the sky and clicked his tongue.

Even if you have never seen what a spaceship looks like, you have still seen it.

Thinking of dealing with this kind of thing, he suddenly felt that Emerson was doing the right thing.

They really have no way of taking action on such a flying thing.

As soon as Emerson heard Mad Dog's words, he knew that he didn't understand much about spaceships.

But he had no intention of explaining it. Mad Dog would naturally know it when he fights aliens in the future.

"ah!"

At this moment, an extremely shrill scream came from the direction of the whaling station, and it was the drilling captain who made it.

With Emerson using all his strength, it only took him ten seconds to reach this place.

Even including the conversation between the two just now, it didn't last more than a minute.

The drill captain's screams did not surprise him.

Ordinary people who are targeted by the Predator rarely escape, not to mention this unlucky guy who is already surrounded.

"What do we do next?"

Mad Dog covered his Electric Corgi with clothes and quietly collected it with a Poké Ball.

Because there is an outer layer of protection, the light when using the Poké Ball is not leaked at all.

After doing all this, he asked about the next arrangements.

"You are too young to develop, there is no need to fight head-on."

Emerson has always been a person who knows the current affairs, and he will not go out at this time.

"Don't forget, you promised Alyssa."

Mad Dog, a militant faction, was obviously a little dissatisfied with such a stubborn approach, and wanted to use the agreement with Alyssa to make Emerson change his mind.

Of course, he had no intention of dealing with the spaceship. He just wanted to challenge the predators below and try out what it felt like to be an alien opponent.

"Didn't I tell you to save her once?

This situation is obviously not going well."

Emerson's eyes were as if he had seen people with low IQs and almost had a touch of pity.

"..."

Mad Dog really couldn't refute his performance.

When Emerson told him about this, he said that if there was a chance, he could save Alyssa once.

"If you had agreed face to face instead of her unilaterally repaying the favor, would you go and save her now?"

Although he was choked, Mad Dog did not remain silent, but asked the question seriously.

It is true that he likes ruthless characters, but he is more afraid of capricious people.

If he can't figure it out, he won't feel at ease.

"Of course I will go. I am a manly man who spits out foam and nails every time."

"Aren't you afraid of spaceships?"

"Then it's not a question of whether it's worth it or not. The only option before us at that time was fighting."

After a short conversation, both of them fell silent, and no one continued to say anything.

Mad Dog believed what Emerson said.

The problem of mad dogs also lingers in Emerson's mind.

Having been in this dangerous world for so long, to be honest, he has never encountered anything life-threatening.

He has always been cautious and always pursues perfection in everything he does.

With his familiarity with the Marvel world, he has indeed done it before.

But now the sudden appearance of the Predator broke Emerson's confidence.

He felt that he had lost the advantage of being the first to see things first, and that the world was changing quietly.

This feeling actually existed before, when he knew that Aning and Mad Dog were not from this world.

But it wasn't as strong as it is now, so he subconsciously ignored it.

Now, with the appearance of the Predator, he had to face this problem squarely.

Perhaps, if an accident suddenly occurs tomorrow, he will have to risk his life.

Emerson asked himself, are he ready?

The answer is, no!

In his previous life, he was an ordinary commoner. The experience in this life may have made him not afraid of killing, but he is still afraid of death!

Otherwise, why didn't he dare to hurt Tony Stark when he was so angry? He was still afraid of death when he got to the bottom of it.

He was afraid that he would do something bad to the Child of Destiny and attract the attention of the being at the top of the universe.

I am afraid that I will be crushed to death like an ant.

Mad Dog's questioning was like a key, completely opening Emerson's inner chaos.

"Oh, it turns out that I am also afraid of death.

Mad dog, you are so crazy, are you afraid of death?"

After laughing at himself, Emerson casually asked the mad dog next to him.

"Afraid, who is not afraid of death?

However, if it is really a situation where death is inevitable, then no matter who wants to kill me, I will make it difficult for him and even bite off a piece of his flesh!"

The mad dog grinned, his yellowed smoky teeth revealed an unspeakable cruelty in Emerson's eyes.

"Didn't you always think about dying in battle?"

Emerson did not expect to hear such words from the mouth of a mad dog. This was not his style.

"Hey, that was before. Now that I have concerns, of course I can't do that anymore.

Besides, I don’t want to live, and being afraid of death are two different things.”

Mad Dog rubbed his right wrist and smiled.

Emerson watched his movements, his palms tightened unconsciously, and his hand holding the Poké Ball tightened even more.