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

Chapter 346 Chapter 608 609 The Strange Ghost Ship
"Hey, man, don't worry."

Peter Quill stepped forward, patted the space pirate on the shoulder, and said with a soothing smile, "As long as you can find the [Annulus Battery], you can sleep on women's bellies for the rest of your life."

Ten minutes later.

The small spacecraft finally landed successfully on the huge flight deck of the cargo spacecraft. The moment the hatch opened, an unknown fishy smell hit the face.

Several interstellar pirates couldn't help but complain: "Ugh, who pooped in my space suit?"

Even Peter Quill, who was wearing the more advanced [Nano-Cosmic Helmet], smelled the fishy odor, but he immediately reacted and realized that something was wrong.

Because they haven't officially entered the cargo ship's cabin yet and are in outer space, it's impossible for them to smell the fishy odor?

What's more, they were all wearing special space suits that were completely airtight and allowed them to move and fight freely in space, so it was even more impossible for them to smell that fishy odor!
But the fact is, even if Peter Quill, Jack and others turned on the air filtration system in the helmet, the disgusting stench still followed them, as if nothing could stop it from penetrating.

"Never mind the damn smell. Let's make this quick and easy, find those [Annulus Batteries] and leave!"

Jack was the first to enter the corridor below through a half-open hatch, and Peter Quill followed behind the team to cover their rear.

The passage was pitch black, with only the emergency lights in the distance that occasionally lit up, providing a brief dim red glow, which would soon dim again.

"The oxygen concentration in the cabin is 18.9%, slightly below average. No harmful substances have been detected so far..."

Jack and his companions looked at the data on the detector, and then carefully opened the masks of their space suits.

They are not as rich as Peter Quill and can't afford the extremely expensive [Nano-Cosmic Helmet], so they can only wear the most rudimentary space suits.

However, as long as we can successfully find that box of [Anuras Batteries] this time, not to mention the [Nano Cosmic Helmet], we can even afford the more advanced [Kree Reconnaissance Combat Suit]!!
A few people tried it briefly. Although the oxygen concentration in the cabin was slightly lower than the normal value of 21%, it was not enough to cause any substantial impact on these tough-skinned space pirates in a short period of time.

So after confirming that everything was normal, they couldn't wait to move forward along the passage with the help of the lights on their space suits and the tactical flashlights in their hands.

As we went deeper into the cabin, even the most basic emergency lights in the passage disappeared.

There was neither light nor sound inside, only endless darkness.

And in the vaster darkness outside the area illuminated by the tactical flashlight, something seemed to be wriggling and whispering...

Except for Peter Quill, almost everyone else felt an indescribable fear.

It was as if countless pairs of eyes were watching them closely and greedily in the darkness.

And strange things continue to happen.

Soon Peter Quill noticed that their boots made a series of strange sticky noises when they stepped on the metal floor.

It was as if every time they lifted their feet, some unknown tissue invisible to the naked eye would stick to the soles of their shoes.

But when he shone the tactical flashlight at his feet, he found that there was nothing there except the gray metal floor covered with scratches!
interesting?
Soon, as they passed a corner, the crew member who had been following Jack suddenly seemed to be frightened by something. He suddenly collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, pointing at the bulkhead at the other end and exclaiming:
"Damn, those walls... they're moving!!"

Upon hearing this, Peter Quill and the others quickly shone their tactical flashlights in that direction, only to see that the wall at the end of the passage on that side was covered with wriggling vascular-like tissue.

It looked as if the passage was the intestine of a huge and indescribable creature, which was terrifying.

But the problem is that they had clearly used professional life detector equipment to inspect the cargo ship before boarding and confirmed that there were no signs of life on it!

So that means... these flesh and blood tissues are not real life?

But, what exactly could they be?

Everyone couldn't help but recall the "legends" about the [Subspace] and the [Eye of Terror] that Beckman had told them in the tavern.

Everyone's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Could it be that... everything that guy said was true?

However, at this moment, Peter Quill shrugged with a relaxed look on his face, and said in an inappropriate manner:
"Don't be afraid, everyone. As long as you don't attack it, it won't pose any threat to us..."

"These little things are much cuter than those huge piles of living organs I saw on [Teyo Galaxy, Corbin Planet]. You definitely don't want to know what kind of disgusting scene you will see once you enter them."

In the vast universe, it is not uncommon to encounter any strange creatures.

After all, the universe is so huge!

Peter Quill's short words also successfully diluted the fear that arose in the hearts of several other rookies.

After all, the 'unknown' is the most frightening thing.

As long as someone in the team has seen this thing, it doesn't matter whether others have seen it or not, it's equivalent to 'seeing it'... Since they have seen it, there is naturally nothing to be afraid of!
Jack, who was completely blinded by money, took the opportunity to back off and, before anyone could back out, he vehemently urged:

"Forget about those disgusting things, let's find the cargo hold quickly..."

However, before he could finish his words, a pale arm suddenly stretched out from the metal bulkhead on his right.

Five skeleton fingers, almost without any flesh and blood, covered only with a layer of skin, twisted into extremely strange shapes in mid-air and grabbed Jack.

boom--

Peter Quill was quick-witted and quick-handed. He took out the blaster pistol from his waist and accurately interrupted the attack of the arm with one shot.

(Note: In the comics, Star-Lord's weapon is called the Element Gun, which can infinitely create the four elements of Earth, Water, Fire, and Air, which is very different from the movie version)
"Fuck!!!"

Just as Jack was frightened, he quickly turned the gun around and prepared to fire an energy bullet at the strange hand.

But he was shocked to find that the metal wall was completely empty. Even the severed hand that Star-Lord had shot off earlier had vanished as if it had evaporated from the face of the earth.

"Was that just an illusion?!"

Beneath Peter Quill's mask, the easy smile on his face gradually froze.

He also began to realize that this cargo ship might be a little different from the "ghost ships" he had come into close contact with before.

However, this "little accident" was not enough to scare off a veteran like him who had experienced many storms. At most, it would just slightly speed up his pace and heartbeat.

"This is fucking hell, everyone, stay...stay alert...there really is something spooky going on here."

Jack's voice was obviously trembling at this time, but after a certain desire in his heart was infinitely magnified, he was paranoid and unwilling to give up this huge wealth that was within his reach.

What's more, with the famous figure [Star-Lord] present, he couldn't afford to admit defeat, otherwise he would be too embarrassed to continue in the [Predator Organization] in the future.

Fortunately, they quickly found the entrance to the cargo hold, but unfortunately, the door was blocked by the disgusting flesh and blood tissue they had seen in the passage before.

Faced with the trembling crew members, Jack had to muster up his courage, snatched the [Plasma Cutter], and personally cut the heavy hatch along with the flesh and blood tissue to create an entrance that could accommodate an adult.

However, the scene inside the cargo hold once again made everyone gasp - the originally spacious cargo hold had almost turned into a huge, disgusting cavity filled with blood, flesh and tissue.

Rows of containers were covered with strange tumors that kept beating like hearts, while countless wriggling tentacles hung from the ceiling covered with spider-web-like blood vessels.

In this dark and enclosed environment, the vision of several people came almost entirely from the extremely limited illumination range provided by the tactical flashlight.

So at first glance, it seems as if the entire cargo hold is alive!
"Look over there!!"

An interstellar pirate suddenly pointed to a corner on one side. With the help of the flashlight, he could see several twisted corpses piled there.

But what was strange was that for some unknown reason, half of the bodies of these corpses had merged with the bulkhead, as if they were forcibly kneaded into the metal bulkhead by some mysterious and powerful force.

One of the corpses had its lower body completely integrated into the bulkhead, leaving only the upper body exposed. He was wearing a set of high-tech armor.

In the middle of the metal helmet he wears, there is a very eye-catching red triangular star logo similar to a 'T' shape.

After seeing the red triangular star logo on the helmet and the circular energy ring on the opponent's breastplate that had long since dimmed, several space pirates could not help but exclaim in surprise.

"That symbol... there's no mistaking it. That person is a member of the [Nova Corps], a [Millenian]!!"

"Damn it! What on earth happened on this ship? How could even the powerful members of the Nova Corps die here?"

"Wait a minute, you say... could this cargo ship have just emerged from the Eye of Terror?"

"Are you saying that it, like Beckman and the others, was accidentally drawn into the Subspace during a Space Jump?"

At this moment, a strange whisper suddenly sounded in the minds of several people except Peter Quill.

They were certain that it was definitely not a sound received through hearing, but more like a whisper that echoed directly in their consciousness - sometimes it was like tens of millions of voices speaking at the same time, and sometimes it was like some indescribable creature was making evil whispers.

"Damn it, we have to get out of here right now."

Several interstellar pirates covered their heads and screamed. The data panels on their space suits that displayed various physical indicators began to jump wildly.

But what is puzzling is that Peter Quill does not seem to be affected by the "mysterious whisper".

To be precise, it was some mysterious power that was originally "dormant" in Peter Quill's body that unexpectedly "awoke" at the moment of being corrupted by the energy of the subspace, thus protecting his consciousness from being invaded.

However, Peter Quill didn't notice the changes that happened to him at that moment, and he didn't expect that he had already walked through the gates of hell.

Peter Quill ignored the few people who were going "crazy", but raised his hand and tapped lightly on the [Nano-Cosmic Helmet], turning on the [Energy Spectrum Scanning Function] built into the helmet.

As his eyes scanned back and forth, he soon discovered a signal source with extremely high energy response on a shelf that had not yet been completely covered by flesh and blood.

"Haha, look what I found?"

Peter Quill took a password box from the shelf, and then used his superb lock-picking skills to easily open the encryption lock on it in less than ten seconds.

"Haha, it looks like the goddess of luck is still on my side this time!"

Peter Quill picked up an [Annulus Battery] that was shining with golden light from the safe. Its composition can be roughly divided into two parts: a transparent crystal wall on the outside that looks about the same size as a human index finger, and a golden [energy liquid] inside that can continuously release powerful energy to the outside world.

"Tsk tsk, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that such a small power source could actually power an entire city for a whole year."

Peter Quill counted quickly. Including the one in his hand, there were a total of 9 [Annulus Batteries] in the safe, which was 3 more than the number of people in their temporary team.

Peter Quill directly took out three [Annulus Batteries] and put them in his arms.

In this way, each person will have one, and there will be no need to worry about uneven distribution of the spoils later.

However, when he saw the losers opposite him were so scared that they were almost insane, he suddenly felt that these people seemed to be unable to hold on until the time came to divide the spoils?

or……

This time, I got a share of the goods alone?

Well, I guess they won’t have any objections, right, everyone?
However, just as Peter Quill was about to abandon the few people who had suddenly gone 'crazy' and run away alone, a shrill scream suddenly came from behind him.

He quickly shone his tactical flashlight towards the screaming interstellar pirate, but saw a slender and strange figure slowly passing through the metal wall on one side.

It was a monster whose body was made up of twisted tentacles and humanoid limbs...!!
(End of this chapter)