super saiyan in marvel world

Chapter 225 Space Dog Cosmo and Howard Duck
"Hey, human, here." A sudden voice suddenly appeared in Eric's mind, pulling Eric's attention back from the annihilated Zerg in front of him. Zerg, and more than one species, happened to be here today.

Judging from the breath, the large bug in front of him is not particularly powerful, but Eric knows that the most terrifying thing about the Zerg is not their own power, but the overwhelming and desperate number.According to what was shown in previous life movies, Zerg has always relied on a huge number to defeat the enemy and win. They don't care about glory, nor do they emphasize the strength of individuals. What they want is to devour everything.

If the strength is not up to a certain level, the best way after encountering the Zerg is to run as fast as possible before the opponent's army is assembled, as far as possible, and don't waste it with the Zerg, the individual's strength is simply not enough.

Eric shook his head, put this matter behind him, and stopped thinking about it.The most important issue now is to get the soul gem and improve one's own strength, nothing else matters at all.But before that, he wanted to see what the collector was doing to him.

Looking in the direction of the voice, a very familiar creature appeared in front of Eric, a dog, and it was also a space dog.Looking at the space suit on it, it should come from the former Soviet Union, because there is a red five-pointed star on it, which is exactly the same as the one on the Winter Soldier's arm.

"It's you?" Seeing Eric approaching, the space dog raised a paw and waved his hand, indicating that it was the one who spoke just now.

"Yes, human, I called you." The voice appeared in Eric's mind again, listening to the voice, it was exactly the same as before.

"A dog with super powers?" Eric felt a little curious. Looking at it, it was obviously just a very ordinary golden retriever on the earth, how could it have the ability of telepathy.

"Hey, I have a name. My name is Cosmo." The space dog was a little dissatisfied with Eric's words. It is a dog, but what happened to the dog, the dog cannot have superpowers.And not only dogs can have it, but ducks can too.

Cosmo's mouth is chattering non-stop, and it speaks very interestingly, like singing rap, with a sense of rhythm.

Eric looked at the super duck it was talking about. In the showcase next to it, there was a large plush duck wearing a small red vest, just like Donald Duck in cartoons.When Eric turned his head to look at it, the duck raised his glass of wine at him.

"Quack, hello."

"Uh" Looking at the cozy duck, Eric felt a little speechless. There are all kinds of alien creatures these days, which really opened his eyes.

But then again, he noticed, the two guys spoke English, not some dog and duck language.Cosmo, the sky dog, knows that it is an experimental product from the Soviet Union. He usually listens to Russian, but he can speak English as well. After all, it is from the earth.

So what is it about this duck that can speak English, is it also from the earth?
"What's your name, do you also come from Earth?" Eric asked, Cosmo was still cursing there, as if he hadn't spoken for hundreds of years, and he wanted to have a good talk today.To be honest, he really didn't expect a dog to be able to talk so much without repeating it.

"I'm Howard T. Duck, you can call me Howard." Howard Duck took a sip of the wine, and then smacked his lips, as if tasting the taste. "As for where I come from, you probably don't know, it's not this world anyway."

"Are there ducks all over your place?" He patted the glass of Cosmo's showcase to make it calm down a bit. The power of a dog on it is estimated to be able to hit hundreds of flies, which is simply too noisy.

"No, no, no, I just look like a duck, but I'm not a duck, and yes, we are the only race in our world, and there are no other races." Hearing that Eric regarded it as a duck, Howard blamed the duck firmly Shaking his head, he has seen ducks before, and although they look alike, they are not a species at all.It is an intelligent life form, and it is not comparable to ducks on the earth.

"Well, that's up to you." Looking at Erlang's legs crossed, he sipped the wine leisurely, as if he hadn't been locked up at all, and Howard the Duck, who was his personal collection, stopped talking, Eric He turned his attention to Cosmo, who was lying quietly in the display cabinet at this time, as if the extravagant and nonsense golden retriever just now was not it.However, its two eyeballs that are constantly rolling betrayed it deeply.

"What about you, what's the matter with you calling me?" Eric asked.

"Hey." Cosmo opened his big mouth, revealing his dog teeth, looking a little embarrassed. "I think a fellow villager has finally come to see if you can rescue me. Although there is food and drink here, they keep me in a cage and don't let me out. I miss the days of running in the fields. gone."

Cosmo looked at Eric helplessly, and at the same time showed a little miss. Before it was sent into space, although it was also locked in a cage, the humans who trained it released it every day anyway, running around, sometimes They will also pull a group of dogs to play in the fields, instead of being locked in a transparent cage every day, with no freedom at all.

"Oh, why should I save you? The owner here is a collector. Why do you think I have the ability to rescue you?" Eric stood up and was about to leave, because he had already seen the figure of the collector and was Come this way.

"My super powers are telepathy and the creation of energy defense shields. I have super senses. When you first came in, I sensed you, and I also sensed the extremely powerful power contained in your body. Although the specific I don't know how huge it is, but I think you are much more powerful than collectors." Cosmo said seriously, but in fact it didn't lie, when it sensed Eric, it thought it was a super hydrogen bomb, as if a little fry.That force was so tyrannical that it hesitated at first, not daring to speak.

But thinking of missing this opportunity this time, he didn't know how long he would have to wait, so he gritted his teeth and called Eric.

"Telepathy. A good ability." After pondering for two or three seconds, Eric gave such an answer lightly, without saying to save it, or not to save it.

"Eric McCoy, welcome, welcome."

(End of this chapter)