Ultraman in Marvel World

Chapter 16 Roaring Commando

In the alley full of feasting and feasting, well-dressed Rogers and Mo Ye pushed open the wooden bar door, a smell of cigarettes and alcohol mixed with all kinds of silly laughter came to the face instantly, and Mo Ye frowned slightly.This was his first visit to a bar. Due to his bad lungs, Mo Ye couldn't bear the smell of smoke, alcohol, and sweat mixed together.

When Mo Ye suddenly suffered from this disease when he was a child, his father quit smoking. His father's acquaintances would not smoke in front of Mo Ye, and they usually couldn't smell smoke at school, so Mo Ye hadn't smelled it for a long, long time. It smells like tobacco.

"Captain, I won't go in." Mo Ye withdrew from the bar. Although he now has Holy Spark and has abilities that ordinary people don't have, his illness will not heal, and his lungs are still very bad.

Rogers didn't know about Mo Ye's problem, but simply thought that Mo Ye couldn't understand English well, so he didn't go in.So Rogers nodded, and after Rogers went in, he closed the door by the way.

Mo Ye stood at the door, bursts of hearty laughter came from the bar, which seemed out of place with the busy city on the street.Mo Ye leaned against the wall, staring at the floating clouds in the sky with his dilated pupils.

The United States has completed the industrial revolution, but the sky is still so blue.

Mo Ye closed his eyes, thinking about the Holy Spark in his mind, and soon, Mo Ye entered the field of Holy Spark.

What is this field?Mo Ye didn't know.This seems to be an independent space, or maybe the inner space of the holy spark.Although Mo Ye holds the Holy Spark, he has never seen the Holy Spark. It is only through the light blue transparent light screen that he knows that it is the Holy Spark.

The space here seems to be very spacious. The giant stone statues are all in their original size, not the scaled-down version used by Mo Ye. Each statue is tens of meters high, and the visual impact it brings is incomparably shocking.

"The civilization that produced the spark of the holy flash must be very powerful?" Mo Ye muttered to himself: "Using Ultra fighters as combat weapons, a terrifying civilization of this level may be able to conquer the universe."

Mo Ye urged his thoughts, and his body flew straight up.In the holy spark, Mo Ye seems to be able to violate some rules, and in this world, Mo Ye is the law.

Mo Ye floated up slowly, hovering in front of the only energy indicator of the colorful giant Vickery, which was about 1.6 meters long. Mo Ye raised his head slightly, looking at Vickery with a complicated expression Mo Ye stretched out his hand against Vickery's energy indicator.

Feeling the warmth from his hands, Mo Ye's eyes were clouded with mist, and then a crystal teardrop fell down.

Mo Ye was slightly dazed, retracted the hand attached to the energy indicator, and wiped the tear stain involuntarily. Looking at the wet trace in his hand, Mo Ye murmured: "Vickery...are you crying?"

Mo Ye's face was a little complicated, and his tear-stained hands tremblingly stretched out towards the energy indicator, saying: "This thing must be very important to you, right? Vickery, who on earth made the weapon? Another experience What turned into a stone statue?"

At this moment, Mo Ye thought of the silver Ultra fighter frozen on the light screen suspended in the holy flash spark, the luster of the energy indicator on the chest of the silver Ultra fighter with wings on his back disappeared, and the silver Ultra fighter also lost vitality.

Mo Ye’s current understanding of Ultra Warriors is that Ultra Warriors are tools and weapons. Creatures can use a device similar to a Vickery disc to summon Ultra Warriors and then integrate with them, driving the Ultra Warriors’ bodies to fighting.

After this weapon is fused with a creature, it is like life. The crystal energy indicator shows the defense degree of the Ultra warrior. After the energy indicator goes out, the defense is destroyed, and the Ultra warrior is also destroyed. The creatures of the Ultra fighters also lost their lives.

Mo Ye was a little emotional, and this excitement was mixed with too many emotions, so much that Mo Ye couldn't figure it out.Many times, Mo Ye didn't want to touch the Vickery Disc, and he didn't want to have the Holy Spark.

In previous battles with aliens, every time the aliens attacked Mo Ye, the injuries would be truly reflected on Mo Ye. The incomparable pain and the terror of the enemy made Mo Ye very frightened.And Mo Ye thought that this ability was not what Mo Ye wanted.

Sometimes, carrying more power means taking more responsibility.

Although Mo Ye could turn a blind eye and ignore the dangers, what about afterwards?Mo Ye knew that he could never feel at ease.Many people will die because of their own ignorance, how can Mo Ye live with peace of mind?

Between taking responsibility and turning a blind eye, Mo Ye is conflicted.

Not long after, Rogers pushed open the door of the bar and walked out, pulled Mo Ye and said, "Go and meet the new members."

"Huh?" Mo Ye looked at Rogers suspiciously.

Seeing the look in Mo Ye's eyes, Rogers knew that Mo Ye didn't understand, so he said, "I should have asked Stark to come over. OK, we succeeded."

"Really?" Mo Ye asked in disbelief.In fact, Mo Ye already knew it, but he had to act like it.

"Yes. They are very good." Rogers praised: "This will be a good team."

"Yes, if you are with me, of course it will be a good team." Mo Ye replied with poor grammar.

"Haha, your English is not good enough." Although Mo Ye's English was poor and his sentences were awkward, Rogers could still understand what Mo Ye meant.

After speaking, Rogers dragged Mo Ye into the room, and Mo Ye immediately said, "I won't go in, I hate cigarettes and alcohol."

"It's okay, the smell of smoke and alcohol inside is not strong," Rogers said.

Mo Ye spread his hands, "Forget it."

Mo Ye refused, and Rogers was suddenly embarrassed.Although those new team members agreed, if they were to come out and meet Mo Ye, they would definitely be upset, right?
Rogers frowned and thought for a while, then smiled quickly: "I have a note."

As he spoke, Rogers tore off his clothes, tore a large piece of cloth from the clothes, and handed them to Mo Ye, saying, "I also took a shower for the new clothes, so they're not dirty."

Mo Ye looked at the strip of cloth Rogers handed him, hesitated for a moment, took the strip of cloth, folded it twice, tied it on his face, and followed Rogers into the bar.

The smell of cigarettes and alcohol mixed with the smell of sweat rushed towards his face, and Mo Ye frowned. Although the smell was indeed reduced a lot with the isolation of cloth strips, Mo Ye still felt a little uncomfortable.

Forget it, don't wait too long.

Mo Ye vomited blood more than a week ago, and Gu Ling happened to be there that time. Although he had been taking medicine for the past few days, Mo Ye knew that it would not be of much use, otherwise he would have taken the medicine long ago up.

Under the leadership of Rogers, Mo Ye soon met the members of the Roaring Commando. Mo Ye suppressed the discomfort of smoking and drinking, and smiled as much as possible: "We have met before, I am Mo Ye."

"I remember you, you and Rogers went to rescue us together." After seeing Mo Ye, the bearded man stood up excitedly and gave Mo Ye a big bear hug. "I'm very happy to be a teammate."

The smell of alcohol on the bearded man was very strong, Mo Ye still smiled and replied: "Me too."

Seeing that everyone greeted Mo Ye enthusiastically, Rogers was in a very good mood, "Okay, okay, from now on, our team will be established, and the name will be Roaring Commando!"

Fresno raised the Dazha Cup in his hand, "Cheers to our Roaring Commandos!"

"cheers!"

(End of this chapter)