Allard Gunslinger in Marvel

"Is it because of Rosh that I killed Rosh and ended the cosmic demon? No, Rosh said, its death has nothing to do with the cosmic demons. The cosmic demons can still choose a new leader to replace it. "

Neil was puzzled.

He didn't understand why he suddenly lost the Creator's attention. This feeling was like completely opening the biological limiter, allowing him to enhance himself without limit.

This is not a good thing!

Because in Arad, all creatures that have lost the attention of the great will are degenerates who have fallen into dark energy and are controlled by the Twelve Apostles.

Only these people can unlock the limitations of the Creator, and while gaining powerful power, they can become slaves of the apostles, or become apostles!

Released to mentally scan his mind, Neil became even more confused.

There are no traces of the hidden existence of dark energy in his body, and his mind has always stuck to itself and has never been compromised.

For a long time, Neil couldn't find the reason, shook his head secretly, and stopped looking for it.

Forget it, it's not a bad thing anyway. Breaking the limiter means that he can pursue strength again. As long as he strengthens his heart, he will not become the Thirteenth Apostle.

"Hey, why are you sighing and shaking your head?" A beautiful woman walked in from the door.

Neil raised his head and responded with a smile.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little hungry. Did you prepare food for me?"

"Of course, but that may require you to wait. I have to do a test on you first. You can't eat before that. Qianqian"

"I ate some fruit earlier." Neil pointed to the fruit core on the table.

"Oh, okay! Then I have to draw some blood from you first, because we don't know if you can eat human food."

"I am human."

"Really? Okay!" The woman pulled out a needle and answered casually, as if she didn't believe it.

"My name is Gemma Simmons."

"Neil."

"Are you afraid of needles? Don't worry, I will be gentle!"

With that said, Simmons smiled and rolled up Neil's sleeves, but when she saw this arm, she was stunned for a moment.

"Uh, sorry, I rarely give injections to aliens. Some of them don't know how to start. I have to think carefully."

Simmons held the syringe in a daze. Oh my god, what did she see? There were countless scars on the perfectly shaped sexy muscles. Those sharp scars were the marks of this man's battles.

This is so sexy!

If she didn't have a crush on him, she would definitely be willing to have dinner with this man.

Oh, Simmons, you're crazy, you're obsessed with an alien!

Slapping himself hard in his heart, Simmons whispered to himself, "Okay, okay, Simmons, you can do it, you can do it!"

"Sorry, let's start over. Qianqian"

Simmons rolled up Neil's sleeves again, found the location of blood vessels among the sharply defined muscles, applied disinfectant, and picked up the needle.

"I wonder if alien blood vessels are the same as human blood vessels. Is the blood red?"

Listening to Simmons' whisper, Neil sneered, "My blood is green."

"Well, if another color comes out later, I'll be scared."

After exhaling, Simmons took the needle and stabbed it hard.

The expected penetration into the skin did not appear. Simmons frowned. Seeing this, he increased his strength with his hands.

Then, only a click was heard.

It was the sound of a needle snapping.

The two were silent.

The scene was very quiet for a while.

After regaining consciousness, Simmons picked up the broken needle from the ground and said in a panic, "I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen. Just wait a minute and I'll change the needle."

Simmons stormed out.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Neil reluctantly picked up a piece of lemon. After studying for a long time how to peel off the skin, Neil chose to give up, squeezed it hard, and drank it directly into juice.

"Wow, so sour!"

A moment later, Simmons returned, holding a syringe with a larger needle.

"Believe me, I can definitely get in this time!"

click————

The needle collapsed again.

"Me me" Simmons waved his hands on the spot, at a loss.

Neil laughed out loud when he saw this, fearing that she would go get a bigger needle, and immediately said, "That's it, there's no need to look for tools anymore."

As he spoke, he stretched out his nails and scratched his arm hard. A large gash was opened in an instant, and blood flowed out.

"Hey, man, you are so cruel to yourself!" Simmons exclaimed, quickly picked up a piece of dry cotton, placed it on Neil's wound and pressed it tightly.

In an instant, the dry cotton cloth was dyed red.

"You lied to me, your blood is obviously red!" Simmons complained.

"Really? I don't know how this happened. Maybe my blood turned red after I came to Earth, but my blood was always green in Arad." Neil joked, he thought this girl was a bit Silly and cute.

Simmons rolled his eyes, "Okay, don't move, I'll stop the bleeding."

With that said, she was about to take out gauze from the medical kit and prepare to bandage Neil's wound.

"No, the wound will heal on its own."

Neil was running magic power in his body, and the blood quickly stopped. After one cycle, the wound several centimeters in size healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a white mark, completely turning into a scar, which remained on Neil's arm.

Simmons saw this and said in surprise, "This is really amazing, but now I'm a little doubtful whether all the scars on your arms are left like this."

"That's right, but I don't think anyone else would let me cut open the skin to draw blood."

Seeing Neil complaining about the quality of their equipment, Simmons said in a plaintive tone, "Not everyone's skin is like yours. It's like it's stuck on steel. You must have done this on purpose. I read the report and you couldn't do it before." Not that great.”

Neil took a bite of the banana and shrugged without replying.

He really hadn't had time to think that the earth's equipment was so fragile.

But he can't blame others. After he regained his magic power and his strength increased a lot, he didn't test his abilities.

The magic power of the automatic body protection inside and outside his body should be able to destroy this kind of metal needle blood-taking equipment without any suspense, even before his strength improves.

Squeezing hard, a cup full of blood came out on the dry cotton cloth. Simmons picked up the cup and left with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Neil."

"Remember to bring me some food. I feel very hungry now. Although the fruits here are also delicious, I still hope to eat some meat."

"Okay, I will help you rush to the cafeteria!"