Bring Dragon Ball to Marvel

"Even you don't dare to hold it with your hands?"

Saint's action of picking up the "Staff of Fury" together with the box aroused Black Widow's curiosity and worry: "Don't tell me, you will also be caused by this stick to lose control of the enemy." .”

"Almost impossible."

Saint picked up the box, shrugged and said, "However, there are many people in your building. No matter how low the risk is, I don't want to try it here."

Black Widow raised her eyebrows in surprise this time, because of Saint's willful and fucked-up personality, but he rarely showed such a considerate side for others.

"Why do you look like this? I always respect life."

When Saint said this, he waved to the Black Widow to say goodbye. The next moment, the whole person disappeared into the unfolded cloak of shadow.

"What a contradictory guy."

Black Widow tilted her head and muttered to herself: "When you attack the enemy, I have never seen you respect life."

On the other side, Saint had appeared on an uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean, the same one where he and Corinne "played wild games".

In this place where there was no human habitation for thousands of miles, Saint boldly picked up the staff of rage and threw it out.

Saint's series of actions can be called very intense, but in fact nothing serious happened. With his safety-seeking and fearful personality, facing unknown situations, this was just a normal operation.

"interesting"

Although he had only picked up the Staff of Fury for a short time, Saint did feel an unfounded anger. It was purely anger for the sake of anger. For this kind of influence that confused his mind, whether it was him Neither his own mental resistance nor the Shadow Cloak's psychic ability had any reaction to this. It was a completely laissez-faire attitude.

Is it because this is a gain?

Feeling the anger that quickly subsided, Saint stretched out his arm thoughtfully and grabbed the staff of fury from the air. This time, he held the staff for a longer time, and it kept accumulating in his heart. While feeling angry, he also tried to understand the principle of this stick.

Along with the growing anger, a violent and evil thought that destroyed everything gradually grew in Saint's heart.

Because Saint let go of the staff of fury in his hand and let it fall to the ground helplessly. After merging the Saiyan genes, he often had to fight against his own evil thoughts in battles. This feeling was no stranger to him. But at the current level, it wouldn't be enough for him to lose control.

"Strength increases by percentage. This is the power of emotion. It's a bit exaggerated."

Because Saint suppressed the desire to destroy something and felt that his combat power had suddenly increased by hundreds of points, an idea suddenly came to his mind: it was best not to let Bruce Banner touch this thing.

The Hulk has no upper limit to his own life energy. The angrier he is, the stronger he can be. He is paired with a stick that can increase his anger infinitely and make people completely lose control.

Even if he had an infinite stone in his hand, Saint didn't want to try to see if he could control this situation.

"anger"

Because Saint has never been very optimistic about power beyond his own control. In fact, ever since SHIELD took out the Staff of Fury, his interest in it was not for the purpose of combat at all.

Although Saint is still a little far away from "transcending the limits of a Saiyan", he has not forgotten that another condition for transforming into a Super Saiyan is to maintain a peaceful mind. To get to a point of extreme anger.

In other words, a point that needs extreme stimulation

There is no need to elaborate on the significance of the Rod of Fury to Saint when a few teammates die and are resurrected like in "There is no dead person in the Dragon Ball World".

After testing the Rod of Fury, which indeed allowed his anger to grow without limit, Saint decisively packed it into a box, carried the box himself, and teleported it to his own gravity room and safety warehouse, where he stuffed it properly. In a corner.

If now, Tony Stark asks Saint again, is there no limit to your practice?

Saint, who said "maybe" before, can now say "no".

The Gravity Chamber guarantees "beyond the limits of Saiyans", the Wrath Staff guarantees "extreme anger", and as for a peaceful mind, Saint said that this is not a problem at all.

When facing him, if others want to maintain a peaceful mind, that is the problem

“It turns out I’m so close to the Super League.”

Saint, whose combat effectiveness is still far behind, said this.

A calm week followed. Saint, who was waiting for the dragon ball to be charged, first waited for a special day.

That is, the death anniversary of his parents.

Well, it must be made clear that this refers to his parents who suffered a plane crash in the Marvel world. As for his parents who are a whole world apart, if the time factor of the two worlds is ignored, at least they are still alive and well. , because Saint hopes they are good

Saint, who had inherited some memories of the original owner, had prepared offerings, paper money and other sacrificial supplies early in the morning. He was carrying a basket and planned to go to the cemetery alone. He just walked out of the door when he saw Colleen Wing is waiting in front.

"You remember it"

Hearing Saint's question as he stepped forward, Colleen nodded silently and took his arm naturally: "Let's go."

After arriving at the cemetery, Saint unexpectedly discovered that someone had placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the two tombstones lined up.

Under Saint's questioning gaze, Corinne gently shook her head: "It's not me."

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With a trace of doubt, Saint put down the basket in his hand. According to Chinese tradition, he placed offerings in front of the grave and burned paper money. After silently completing a series of sacrificial steps, he turned to face the person who had been accompanying him. Colleen Wing said: "Can you give me a few minutes? I want to talk to them."

Colleen stood up wordlessly, silently hugged Saint who was kneeling on the ground, and then followed his wishes and walked away quietly.

""

Saint was silent for a long time and finally said: "Mom and Dad."

"Are you okay over there?"

When he asked this question, Saint's nose was so sore that he became speechless: "My son is fine now. You should take care of yourself and don't be sad for me anymore."

"My son is unfilial, I'm sorry for you."

Colleen Wen saw from a distance that Saint suddenly bent down, and with his forehead pressed against the soil in front of the grave, a hoarse mournful sound also sounded in the air.

Infected by Saint, Corinne could not help but grit her teeth and cover her mouth and nose. However, with her throat blocked, she could not stop the large tears from the corners of her eyes. falling downward

What no one knows is that the words from Saint’s mouth are not just for people in the underworld.

His indescribable grief was not just for the separation between yin and yang