Pokémon Invasion Marvel

After a brief explanation, Emerson began to observe around the wing.

He already has some guesses in his mind, but he still needs to verify them.

If he remembered correctly, there would be something in the ice that could prove his conjecture.

It didn't take him enough time to turn around and find what he was looking for.

In the shallow layer of ice, as far as the naked eye can see, something that is a household name in America is lying there quietly.

"Oh, that's true."

Emerson chuckled, but did not take any action. He walked back as if nothing had happened.

Returning to Mad Dog and Alyssa, he looked at the two people who were still looking at the logo on the wing and said.

"Okay, without professionals, it's impossible for us to dig him out, so let's get on the boat."

With that said, Emerson looked back at the whaling station that had long since disappeared, and continued to speak.

"There will be a lot of guests here soon, and we need to leave as soon as possible."

"You mean?"

Alyssa has been dealing with various ruins all year round. She understood Emerson's words faster and immediately understood what he meant.

"You are able to come here so quickly because your focus is on this area.

But that doesn’t mean that others haven’t noticed something strange here. The terror of the state machine is far beyond your imagination.”

There is one sentence that Emerson did not say, not to mention that the plane is still here. Once discovered, things will be even more troublesome.

Although Alyssa is curious, she also understands the importance of the matter, and she will not be stubborn to deal with such troublesome matters.

As for the mad dog, he didn't care. He had never been interested in such things that had nothing to do with fighting.

The three people quickly returned to the ship. Alisa was responsible for releasing the people imprisoned by Emerson, while Mad Dog went to prepare food.

People are like rice and steel, and it’s time to replenish energy.

When they met again, there were already more followers behind Alyssa.

The mad dog did not kill them, and he also gave them medicine. Although the people left behind on the ship were a little miserable, most of them survived.

However, the way this group of people looked at Emerson and the others was not very friendly.

But after Emerson's gaze swept over, everything turned into deep fear.

Obviously, they have not forgotten Emerson's terrifying methods.

"Why, do you still need me to help you prepare food?"

After Emerson looked around at the wounded, he turned his attention to Alyssa, shook the chopsticks in his hand, and said pointedly.

"No, thank you."

Alyssa took a deep look at him, took a deep breath, and led the people behind her past Emerson's position and towards the food area at the back.

She originally wanted to ask Emerson why he killed those people.

Alyssa knew very well that it was difficult for the people on this boat to cause any harm to Emerson, and he was fully capable of subduing everyone.

But after seeing the look in Emerson's eyes, Alyssa wisely gave up this purpose.

She suddenly realized that she had actually become Emerson's prisoner. It was just because of the meager friendship she had before that her status seemed a little higher, but the essence remained the same.

After finishing the meal, Emerson asked the mad dog to keep an eye on the people on the ship, and then quietly left the ship.

He wanted to accomplish something that had been decided before.

Without alerting anyone, the hunter carried Emerson back to the island they left.

He had already made this decision in his mind when he saw what was inside the ice layer, but because of Alisa's presence, he would do it quietly afterwards.

After stepping onto the ice, a flame jumped in front of him.

It was the candle spirit that he left here.

Because for this operation, Emerson did not take him with him when he left, but asked him to stay here to make preliminary preparations for himself.

And through this incident, Emerson also discovered an advantage that he had never thought of before.

Ghost creatures such as Candlefire Spirits can completely hide their whereabouts when facing enemies that rely heavily on technology.

Neither the Predator nor the scanning equipment of their spacecraft discovered the existence of the Candlelight Spirit.

The inexhaustible technological equipment has completely lost its effect in the face of the ghost system.

"Well done, little one."

After gently touching the small flame of Zhuhuoling, Emerson praised him.

"spirit!"

Zhuhuoling, who is still a child at heart, obviously liked this trick very much and responded happily immediately.

"Let's go, it's time for us to meet this famous figure."

Leaving Shou to guard outside, Emerson held the candle spirit and entered the passage opened by the candle spirit.

This is also the reason why he left the Candle Huo Ling behind. The Candle Huo Ling is not just a ghost, he also has a fire attribute in his body.

It was only a matter of time for him to open up such a channel.

"spirit!"

As soon as he entered the passage, Zhuhuoling seemed to remember his contribution and made an aggrieved voice towards Emerson.

"Okay, I will reward you when you get back."

Emerson didn't know his little thoughts and agreed to his request with a smile.

Ever since Zhu Huo Ling drank blood, she has never forgotten that wonderful feeling.

If Emerson hadn't strictly ordered him not to act recklessly, he would have lost his patience long ago.

The reason why he helped Emerson so honestly this time was because Emerson promised him that he would let him absorb blood energy when he returned.

The Candlelight Spirit dug the hole according to Emerson's instructions. It should be said that he melted the hole.

It's not far from the ground, and the end of the hole is the aircraft door.

Looking at the hatch that had been frozen into the fuselage, Emerson did not let the Candlelight Spirit continue to melt him with his flames.

It would be difficult to recite it that way without leaving any traces, but it would go against his original intention.

He first carefully tapped the fuselage in front of him with his hand to test where the ice layer was weak.

Then he patted it directly and gently. Emerson's movement seemed gentle, but when it landed on the fuselage, it made a muffled sound.

Obviously the force he used was not as small as his movements.

Before he could put his hand down, the fuselage in front of him already made a shattering sound.

The thin ice on top was shattered by him and began to fall at the same time.

The crushed ice outside the fuselage made no noise, but the thin ice falling inside the cabin made a crisp sound, which sounded a bit charming.

Emerson used his palms to push open the cabin door and stepped into the space that had been sealed under the ice for seventy years.

The cabin was not immersed in sea water, but a thin layer of ice formed on the bulkhead due to the air inside.

Emerson didn't pay much attention to the situation inside the cabin, but headed directly towards the cockpit.

He knows that his goal is there.