The Savior of American Comics? I'm the Subspace Evil God!

Chapter 344 Chapter 604 Chapter 605 Survivors Escape from Subspace

At this point, Beckman, as if trying to save some of his lost face in front of the crowd, puffed out his chest, waved his mechanical right arm made of unknown metal, and made a series of exaggerated fighting moves in the air, while continuing:

"You didn't see the scene. Back then, I was covering Boss Shanks's way onto the ship, but I fought Thor for three hundred rounds. My Monomolecular Combat Blade was just a hair's breadth away... literally just a hair's breadth. It would have hit Thor's neck. If it weren't for the Thor's Hammer in his hand..."

"Come on." The fat pirate who had returned at the same time as Beckman interrupted his unrealistic boasting and said:

"You fucking pissed yourself on Thor. If Lakiru hadn't launched the spaceship in time, we'd all be captured!"

"Hahaha……"

The tavern erupted in laughter again.

Beckman's face flushed red after being exposed. He was about to refute, but unexpectedly, a middle-aged man with blue skin and a red [mechanical fin prosthesis] on his head, who was sitting next to the man with the rooster comb who spoke first, asked in a cold voice:

"What about the others? There were nearly a thousand of you there this time. Were they all arrested?"

The laughter in the tavern suddenly stopped.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the man who spoke—he was none other than Yondu Udonta, the leader of another branch of the [Predator Organization]!

Seeing the notorious Yondu looking at them, Beckman and the other two suddenly became nervous, fearing that they would accidentally anger the other party and be killed by the mysterious and invisible [Yaka Arrow].

"Actually, apart from those who were eliminated and those who voluntarily surrendered to Thor, we only managed to escape two or three hundred people this time. However, we encountered another accident during the return voyage. The others..."

At this point, Beckman swallowed subconsciously, his voice trembling, "They're all left in the [Subspace]!"

“[Subspace]?!!”

Whispers suddenly broke out among the crowd. Apparently, some well-informed interstellar pirates in the tavern were familiar with the term "subspace"!
"After escaping Vanaheim, we originally followed the normal procedure to perform a space jump when we arrived at the nearby Jump Point, but this time... this time was different."

A hint of fear flashed in Beckman's eyes. Because of excessive nervousness, his trembling fingers began to tap the table unconsciously, making a series of disordered "da, da, da" sounds, causing everyone's nerves to inadvertently become tense along with him.

"Behind the [jump point] is not the target point, but a place... a place that shouldn't exist."

"The moment I entered that dimension, I even felt my body... no, even the spaceship seemed to be forcibly shrunk by some powerful force... There was no light, no sound, nothing... and yet it seemed as if everything existed!!"

"You can sense a vast and terrifying presence in the void, secretly observing you, yet you can never fully grasp its presence."

Beckman's forehead began to ooze out layers of fine cold sweat. He wiped it away with his trembling hands and continued:
"I can clearly feel that those things... they are neither living beings nor machines. They are more like... are... are fear itself?!"

"As long as you are in that space and look out from the spaceship for just one more moment...even just for a moment, you will stay there forever."

"After the three of us noticed something was wrong with the spacecraft, we immediately activated the autopilot function, closed all the windows, and let the spacecraft move automatically..."

Since when, the originally noisy pub seemed to have fallen into a dead silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

This group of space pirates, who usually do all kinds of evil and are fearless of death, instinctively felt an unprecedented fear from Beckman's description.

That is an instinctive reaction from genes to unknown, mysterious, and powerful things!
Only Yondu and a young man with short blond curly hair sitting on his right still maintained a calm look on their faces.

"Wait a minute, I have a question?"

The man with golden curly hair tried hard not to laugh, and asked in a slightly frivolous tone, "How did you know that dimension was the [Subspace]?!"

"No, we don't know." Beckman and the other two shook their heads in unison, "But its name popped into our heads!"

"Quil, that's enough." Yondu narrowed his eyes slightly and coldly interrupted Peter Quill, who was about to ask more questions. He turned to look at Beckman and urged him with some displeasure:
"Go on...what abnormalities did you find there?!"

"Except for the three of us, all the other crew members on the spacecraft..."

Beckman's face showed a trace of pain, as if he was reluctant to recall the scene at that time, and even his voice was a little choked.

"As if tempted by something, they couldn't help but open the porthole and take a look outside... just a glance, and then I heard a series of screams. When I opened my eyes again, I found that they had... had all turned into twisting balls of flesh, thrashing back and forth in the cabin..."

At the end of his speech, Beckman suddenly covered his mouth and forcibly suppressed the urge to vomit, but he could not continue anyway.

The tavern suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Suddenly, a burly man with the same blue skin as Yondu, but with devilish features, laughed and broke the deadlock. "Come on, Beckman! This must be a story you three wimps have concocted. I've been roaming this star region for nearly twenty years, and I've never encountered anything like what you're describing!!"

"Shut up, you rookie!"

Yongdu shouted harshly, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. It was obvious that he had some doubts about the authenticity of this so-called "subspace".

"I'm not lying. This is all true. It's what the three of us experienced firsthand!" Beckman's face flushed red. He stood up excitedly and loudly defended himself to the group of interstellar pirates:

"Haven't you also heard about the recent strange phenomena in the Nine Realms?"

"That sudden maelstrom called the Eye of Terror was the entrance to the Subspace Dimension. The entire Nine Realms was corrupted by the chaotic energy released from it. In the end, it was only when Thor, the God of Thunder, created an obelisk using the Black Stone that the Warp Dimension was suppressed..."

"enough!"

Yongdu interrupted the other person without mercy, patted his shoulder before getting up and leaving, and whispered comfortingly:

"Kid, I believe in you. You are lucky to be alive. Just relax here for a while!"

Then he turned to look at the other pirates in the tavern and said fiercely:

"Regardless of whether the rumors about the [Subspace] are true or not, this matter ends here... If I find out that anyone wants to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune in the [Eye of Terror], don't blame me for being rude!"

The other pirates fell silent upon hearing this. After all, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow, and the notorious Yondu still has some prestige.

"Quil, let's go!"

Yongdu urged the young man who was still sitting on the sofa, but the latter smiled and shook his head in refusal:
"You guys go first, I want to stay and have a couple more drinks!"

Yongdu knows his subordinate better than anyone else... No, to be precise, he has always regarded him as his own son with no blood relationship.

The reason why the other party is unwilling to leave now is probably because he is up to some evil plan.

However, since there were so many people around, he couldn't say much, so he warned with a cold face: "Quail, I'm warning you, kid, you'd better not mess around..."

"Don't worry."

Peter Quill nodded, pretending to be obedient.

However, before leaving, Yondu keenly noticed that several young pirates were whispering in the corner of the tavern, with danger and curiosity flashing in their eyes.

Yondu knew very well that these ignorant rookies would most likely not listen to his advice... For the sake of their ridiculous adventurous spirit and the capital to brag to others, they would secretly run to the vicinity of the Eye of Terror to verify the truth of this "legend".

However, good advice cannot persuade a damned ghost. Yongdu believes that he has done what an old plunderer should do, and the rest is up to fate!

Late at night.

The crowd in the pub gradually dispersed.

Beckman, who was sitting in the corner, glanced at his two teammates who were already drunk and lying on the ground snoring, and shook his head helplessly.

He then raised his glass, only to find that the drink was already empty. The bartender behind the bar shrugged at him, indicating that all the drinks for today had been sold out.

Beckman sighed deeply, then drank the last gulp of bad wine at the bottom of the glass, stood up, and staggered out of the tavern.

Looking at the brilliant galaxy, the terrifying scene he saw when traveling through the [subspace] reappeared before his eyes.

In fact, what he didn't tell everyone just now was that he couldn't resist his curiosity at that time and secretly took a look out the open porthole on the side...

He still couldn't forget those twisted shadows, those indescribable horrors, and the shrill screams and bizarre laughter from his companions in the cabin...

But what made Beckman feel extremely confused and fortunate was that he did not die on the spot like his other companions, or turn into a horrible monster of flesh and blood. Instead, he escaped from that terrifying space alive.

Is it lucky?
Or... is it related to the huge six-ring palace he glimpsed behind the shadows?
But even Beckmann himself couldn't be sure whether the illusory scene he glimpsed at that time was a real palace?!

But there was one thing he was absolutely sure of, and that was... he felt an unprecedented attraction in that palace!

It was as if there was something inside that could elevate his soul to the ultimate level, causing him to inadvertently have an urge to explore it again.

[Giggle…]

hiss~~
The night wind blew, and Beckman shuddered suddenly. He was also frightened by his own strange thoughts and the charming laughter that he didn't know if he was hallucinating.

"Clap clap-"

Beckman raised his hand and slapped his cheeks a few times. He immediately decided that he would get another glass of liquor from the bartender even if he had to beg him.

Tonight, he must use alcohol to numb his nerves so that he can temporarily forget that horrible experience! !
……

at the same time.

Several young space pirates were crowded in a messy room, holding a secret meeting.

The leading pirate with short hair was a very experienced navigator, and there was a mad glint in his eyes at this moment.

"Hey guys, aren't you curious?"

"Is that so-called [Subspace] and [Eye of Terror] really as dangerous as that useless wretch Beckman said?"

"But Jack, Yondu said..." A space pirate showed some hesitation on his face.

"Fuck Yondu!"

The pirate with shawl hair called Jack interrupted him rudely, then deliberately lowered his voice and said:
"We're not his subordinates. We're the new generation of Plunderers. Exploring the unknown is our duty. Moreover... those spaceships that successfully escaped from Vanaheim must have been filled with rare treasures looted from that planet.

As long as we can salvage a wrecked ship in the Eye of Terror, we won't have to go on missions for the entire second half of the year and can just relax and enjoy the day!"

In his opinion, Beckman's creepy words in the tavern were probably just an excuse to prevent others from going to the Eye of Terror to salvage the lost ships.

Otherwise, why did everyone else die in the [subspace], but these three losers came back alive?
This is obviously unscientific!

At this moment, Peter Quill, who had sneaked in at some point, suddenly stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Yes, I heard that a few days ago, a large merchant ship from the [Nova Empire] suddenly disappeared while passing through the waterway near the [Eye of Terror]..."

(Note: [Nova EmPire], which can also be translated as [Nova Empire], has its capital on [Xandar])
"You are... [Star-Lord]?!"

After seeing Peter Quill's appearance clearly, Jack suddenly felt as if he was facing a great enemy, and he put his hand directly on the [Plasma Pistol] at his waist.

After all, the other party was a core cadre under Yongdu, and he had just scolded the other party's boss, so he asked in a bad tone:
"[Star-Lord], why are you here? I don't think I invited you!"

(End of this chapter)