American Comics: The Matrix

Chapter 415: Dr. Crab and the Evil Giant

Snapped!
Bant let go of his hand, and put on a black and purple combat suit that looked like a diving suit.

The evil Cursed Alien soldiers standing nearby had been stripped clean by him.

Knowing the temperament of the Cursed Aliens, Bant had long anticipated that they would not be able to attend the meeting peacefully, so he decided to infiltrate the enemy in advance to see what tricks these guys were playing.

The infiltration plan was also simple.

Disguised as a Sakaar warrior in distress, the Cursed will not give up the opportunity to get close to the spacecraft as long as they want to obtain the engine of the Taizoman or capture the Tiangong plumber as a trophy.

Of course, if they really intended to blow themselves up, then Bant would not act.

He didn't put thousands of alien heroes in his watch to get beaten.

Fortunately, the plan went smoothly.

After discovering his spaceship, a few greedy and reckless evil curse aliens immediately became unable to move and rushed up to give themselves up, but were easily defeated by Bant and their genes were taken.

"You evil curse alien, you are so lame!"

He pinched his frog hand with only three fingers, felt his own strength, and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

Too bad!
He rarely commented on an alien hero like that.

But the Curse Starman's faceplate was too ordinary, even far inferior to his appearance before he transformed...

Spider-Man's power is overwhelming for the Cursed Starman.

He roughly estimated that Bullfrog's strength might be about the same as Captain America's.

Bant refers to the most basic version of Captain America, the one who has only been injected with the serum once.

This can be said to be unimaginably weak. You have to know that the bullfrog is already a strengthened version. Compared with those wilted evil cursed aliens, Bant is nearly two meters tall and full of muscles.

The difference between the two is like Steve before and after taking the pesticide.

I'm afraid the only advantage the Cursed Aliens have over the humans on Earth is their stronger jumping ability and a retractable tongue that can be spit out from their mouths.

"Girls will love this big tongue."

He thrust out with force, and his tongue shot out like a hook, leaving a shallow mark on the iron wall of the spacecraft.

"The next step is to infiltrate."

Bant packed up the bodies of the small fry and threw them into his original spaceship. Then he drove the small spaceship of the Cursed Star to a distance and destroyed the ship and the people with one shot.

Then, he connected the artificial intelligence data to the spacecraft computer and began to invade the network of the Curse Star Empire.

"Azmis, fabricate identity information."

"The identity was created successfully."

Azmis' voice came.

"Second-class soldier of the Curse Star Empire, number: 2378174007."

"It's done."

"The next step is to find a way to get close to that guy Millers."

Bant drove the spaceship out of this star field, and not long after, he received a signal from a secondary starship.

"Millers is summoning all the troops to return? There is indeed a problem!"

He sat in the driver's seat with his legs crossed, rubbing his Superman-like square chin with three fingers.

Although Bullfrog is neither strong nor handsome, he is still very stylish and can definitely be regarded as the most handsome man on the Curse Star.

Judging from the orders issued by Millers, the Cursed Star Empire handed over almost all the battle lines to those civilized forces that surrendered to him, including the space pirates and the Spartan Empire that had fought against Captain America before.

However, the original fleet of the Cursed Star was gathering in secret, which obviously showed that there was a problem.

"That guy Millers, is he planning to launch an attack during the meeting?"

He thought about it and felt that this was the only possibility.

It's not like we know which empire the other side plans to attack.

The possibility of attacking three empires at once is not high. This will only make the Kree Empire and the Skrull Empire put aside their hatred and prejudices and join forces to destroy the Curse Star Empire.

Bant felt that if he were Millers, the wisest approach would be to unite with one side to attack the other.

But the problem is that both the Kree and the Skrulls now have a grudge against the Hexes.

"It can't be that they are joining forces with the Saka Empire? I haven't received any news."

He complained, then drove the tadpole-shaped spaceship slowly towards the secondary starship that sent him the signal, and soon saw a large number of spaceships gathered together, like a swarm of bees returning to their nest.

The hatch of the starship opened, and several soldiers waved their hands to direct the small spacecraft to land.

Bant followed suit and blended directly into the team, lining up to prepare for landing.

"This way—huh?"

The Cursed Star Warriors seemed to be carved from the same mold, all with miserable faces, and a wrinkled head like a shriveled plum exposed on their black and purple combat uniforms.

The other party was preparing to command Bant's spaceship to land as usual, but his bulging eyeballs inadvertently caught a glimpse of Bant's face and suddenly widened.

No, buddy?
So handsome?

The other party was stunned, as if he had seen Frog Yanzu in a deformed delivery room.

"stop!"

He immediately curled his lips, picked up the ugly green energy weapon, and knocked on the window.

Looks handsome, right?
Then I have to target you!

"Who are you? Show me your ID immediately!"

Targeting is just rhetoric.

It was really that Bant was too outstanding in appearance, with his handsome face, three-dimensional facial features, strong body... everything about him made him no longer a Cursed Alien, but another species!

"Sir, my name is Bullfrog, I'm a private second class, my number is 2378174007."

Bant simply handed over the forged document.

The soldier looked at Bant's ID for a long time with doubt, his eyes moving back and forth between the ID and Bant's face. After finally accepting that "there is such a handsome guy in this world", he became a little more gloomy than before. But soon he comforted himself from other aspects.

At least his name sucks!

Someone actually called the bullfrog frog, haha.

It’s true that turtles study day-to-day, while turtles can no longer live on campus.

"go in!"

Bant shrugged.

Although it is only a secondary starship, the size of this spaceship is surprisingly comparable to that of a small planet.

Bant naturally joined the team and said, "I wonder what the Emperor Millers wants us to do?"

The frog who was spoken to was frightened half to death. He was about to jump up and punch Bant hard on the head, but when he turned around, he found that his head was only at Bant's waist. He immediately lost his temper and looked at him strangely.

"You don't want your life?"

"You should call him His Majesty Emperor Millers, the ruler of the Milky Way, the master of the death ray..." After a series of dishes were named for several minutes, the other party began to gasp as if he was almost out of breath.

"If the superiors hear you address me in such an disrespectful way, you'll die in vain! You've got such a handsome face for nothing!"

"Sorry, I'm new here."

Bant scratched his head and showed his private ID.

"Be careful next time!" The other party gave him a few words of admonition, but seeing that Bant Frog was tall and strong, he still didn't dare to say anything harsh. Instead, he explained, "So you're just a private, no wonder you don't know anything."

"The reason why we were summoned here is that they intend to take advantage of the Galactic Conference to attack the three empires in one fell swoop and take over the entire universe!"

There was excitement in the frog soldier's eyes.

Although he was just a soldier of the Cursed Star who was exploited by Millers and had no food to eat, he couldn't help feeling proud when he thought that the Cursed Star Empire would soon rule the entire universe.

"Attack the three empires at the same time?"

This time it was Bant's turn to be dumbfounded.

"Our forces are not that strong, are they? I heard that the Sakaar Empire has many powerful guys, and even Vilgax lost to them."

"Smelly squid is nothing!"

The rest of the Cursed Stars also joined the conversation.

They had long discovered the existence of Bant, who looked different from ordinary frogs. Even though he was just a private now, he was so handsome that he might be favored by the princess one day.

"We got some news about Aunt Vader!"

"Oh?"

It’s Aunt Wade!
Bant understood instantly.

But if that's all, it's not enough to be called a threat.

"The Vaders are nothing, those guys are the heavyweights!"

Another person spoke while keeping the secret.

"what?"

Bant asked.

He couldn't think of anything more important than Aunt Vader.

It can't be a super giant, right?

"Of course it's the Super Giant!"

Bant: ???
"No, no, no, it should be called the evil giant. That shameless stinky crab is finally of some use—"

"Buzz!"

A blue electric current shot out in the blink of an eye, turning the speaking Curse Star soldier into charcoal right in front of Bant's eyes.

Bant was startled and looked quickly in the direction where the electric current came from. He saw an old crab with a blue-purple shell and a body as big as a bucket walking gracefully towards him.

It's Dr. Psychocrab.

At this moment, the shell on the other party's head had not yet closed, and the developed brain was exposed. Two claws, one large and one small, stroked his beard and said dissatisfiedly: "How dare you call me a stinky crab? You are incompletely evolved frogs, incompletely metamorphosed life forms without brains, pitiful ugly things... I am being polite when I say this."

"If you provoke me, you will all be killed by that guy Millers. I am being polite when I say that."

"Ok?"

While Dr. Psychocrab was venting his dissatisfaction, he also noticed Bant, who stood out from the crowd.

"Finally, there's someone I like."

He looked at Bant carefully and commented: "You look pretty good, a rare individual with high-quality genes, different from other inferior creatures. It's a pity..."

He shook his head regretfully.

"It's a pity that the inferiority of your race is too strong. Even the high-quality individuals are only this good. They are worthless!"

"That's being polite."

Dr. Crab kept chattering on and on, and Bant was so confused. This guy's words were really irritating. If Bant didn't look down on the Curse Alien from the bottom of his heart, he would have fought with him.

Let's say that.

In Bant's eyes, the Cursed Aliens are just like Indians.

However, he did remember that the Evil Giant was cloned by Dr. Psychocrab using the genes of the Super Giant race.

Now that he has met him this time, Bant plans to add some spice to him.

He coughed lightly and said against his will:
"Are you the legendary greatest doctor in all the galaxies? I heard that even Azmis, the smartest man in the five galaxies, can't compare to you."

Dr. Crab: (ˇˇ)!!
Someone understands me!

Dr. Crab was so happy that he was beaming with joy. He had always liked Bant, and now he wanted to carry him with him and flatter him 24 hours a day.

"You'll just follow me from now on!"

(End of this chapter)