As soon as the elevator on the 14th floor opened, several Osborne guards guarding the elevator with weapons in hand went dark, and a guy in a gray suit rushed out and punched them.

Behind the guy, a sword-wielding guy stepped forward and stabbed the first guard to get up.

"Poof"

Blood splattered.

"Successfully complete a melee execution and increase your combat skill proficiency."

Mason looked at the prompt that popped up in front of him, and pushed aside the guard who was pierced through the heart in front of him with disgust, and the other guys had already been knocked to the ground by the old spider who was not old with the sword, so he didn't need to mend the knife.

He looked at the chaotic 14th floor of the Osborne Tower in front of him, and then looked at the sword in his hand, the silver sword was not stained with blood, and the last drop of blood was also thrown to the ground as Mason put the sword into the sheath.

His hand rested on the hilt of the sword, and in front of him was the sword's message tag:

The reimagined Gryffindor Sword of Vengeance

Quality: Epic Forge/Inscription Item, Craftsmanship

Condition: Damaged repair, quality reduced

Traits: Extraordinary Demon Breaker, Filth Repulsion, Magic Resistance, Talisman Blade, Absorption Growth, Calamity Inscription

New Item Effects:

Calamity: Captain Spectre added the Ghost Ship's Wraith Iron to it during repairs, giving this angry weapon the power to inflict calamity on opponents.

Each time it hits, it inflicts [Curse of Weakness] on the target, the wound torn by this sword causes [Bleeding] and is difficult to heal, and the enemy slashed by this sword will tear the soul to create [Annihilation].

Maker: Legnac I, King of the Goblins

Restorer: Will Turner

Item Description: Not a perfect restoration, but it's nice to have it like this, after all, if you want a good product, you have to do it yourself.

"That's a good thing! I don't see blood when I kill, but unfortunately I still don't like hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, and it always feels too dangerous."

Mason whispered a whisper, backhanding out his Widowmaker precision rifle from behind.

The moment the safety was opened, the barrel of the gun like a long box changed very mechanically, and finally popped out to the sides to reveal the swarthy barrel.

The energy gauge behind the gun was also lit, and a full ammunition sign danced on it.

"Get down!"

He shouted.

The old spider rolled on the spot and jumped to the ceiling with a whoosh, and the next second, a large group of heavily armed guards rushed over at the cacophony of sirens.

Kneeling on the ground, Mason activated the Eye of Death, and the passage of time was almost suspended at this moment, and the technical rifle in his hand did not need to be charged, and at this distance, relying on engineering armor-piercing bullets could easily shatter the exoskeleton armor of these guys in front of him.

"Bang Bang"

Two consecutive shots were released after charging, and the armor-piercing kinetic energy projectile, which was accelerated to the extreme, exploded through the wall in a brutal manner like a balloon.

Dazzling blood mixed with dust splattered and sprinkled all over the ground, showing the brutality and lethality of Team K's new weapon to the extreme.

"I don't doubt your resolve, Peter, but it's all going to happen, okay? We don't have time to dwell on these minions. Once they react, we're at a terrible numerical disadvantage." ….

Mason stood up and complained:

"And I think your current state is suspicious. Don't tell me you're ready to go back, like in those bad third-rate stories, sacrificing yourself to kill the villain and trying to bring hope to this apocalypse.

Whether it's destruction or salvation, it's a long-term process.

It's not a problem that can be solved by one or two people dying."

"No, I'm thinking about something else, my ex-wife and my daughter are still waiting for me to come home, so I don't plan to leave my life here."

The old spider argued:

"And it's been a long time since I've been in such a fierce fight, so I'll need to take some time to find my form."

A look of disbelief

Mason pursed his lips, twisted the muzzle of his gun and fired a shot, bursting the core of an automatic patrol mech through two walls, and then looked at the old spider in front of him who didn't look at the pile of corpses, and said:

"What? Did I make you feel sick in such cold blood?"

"No, your use of guns reminds me of Frank."

Spider-Man whispered:

"And he's a lot tougher than you do."

"Frank Casul? Come on, I know you're complimenting me."

Mason opened the team communication and complained:

"That guy's super archery skills are at least above Lv8, and his near-incomprehensible firearm adaptation is a perfect talent, how can I compare with him? Zakang? Selena? Is anyone on the 14th floor?

Come and join me!"

"Mason, John went to the top floor to drag the sandstorm, Charles was fighting with the vultures outside, you can see it from the window! Elizabeth and I are installing explosives all the way down from the 14th floor!

Don't worry about us, Captain.

It's all messed up here, we can take care of ourselves... Bang"

Before the pirate Angelina could finish her sentence, she screamed and fired wildly at some people, and Lady Elizabeth took over the communication and said to Mason:

"Be careful, Mason, we've got McGonagall and Tooth out, those two guys are predating here, well, I don't think I need to feed them today.

They're sure they'll be able to eat a round belly."

"Where's Selena?"

As he approached the window, Mason asked:

"Where's our Catwoman?"

"She went to Liberty Hunt, but she had said she was going to go to the owner of Osborne, and that she sensed some secret here.

We haven't been in touch with her for ten minutes."

Elizabeth cut off communication with a brief remark, and Mason looked up to see the Kite Man soaring with his little wings, the guy in the air firing behind him with a kinetic light machine gun, and the vulture, which was stronger and cooler than his wings, flapped its mechanical wings and pounced on it like a pigeon-predatory eagle.

Mason set up his gun at the window and said to the kite man:

"Need my help? Charles, I could blow him in the head with one shot, and I won't miss at this distance."

"No! Boss, go to the top floor and help Zakang."

Charles dodged the missile fired by the vulture with subtle skill as he skimmed through the air, and shouted to Mason:

"I just saw him being beaten by a sandstorm on the roof of the building, and he doesn't seem to be an opponent, of course it's more likely that he's fishing! Oh yes, I also saw Selena, which was on the top floor and down the second floor. ….

She's being hunted by a strange-looking guy.

She should be able to handle it, though.

Vulture handed it to me, boss, Selena secretly put my flight controller chip into this guy's mechanical wings and is now executing the crack.

Soon!

These awesome and cool wings are mine!

Ahahahaha, this is the loot I want! Don't meddle!"

"Okay."

Mason glanced at the kite man flying around in the air to lure the vultures into all sorts of acrobatic flying maneuvers, this guy was less like a deadly fight and more like an "inspection".

He seemed to want to see how far the vulture's mechanical wings could go?

"Even if they join the Star Society, the Evil Six haven't grown at all."

Mason withdrew his rifle and said to the old spider beside him:

"No wonder the Sandmen want to keep them here as a reserve, these guys are really poor in combat power, and they are being played by a group of my D-class members."

"Poor?"

The old spider fought for his "old rivals" and said:

"You don't look at what level your players are! That Jason Todd alone can make a pot of vultures for it

Finish! That guy can even keep up with me in melee combat...

Damn it!

He's not a superhuman!"

"Bang"

Mason swung his gun and shattered the glass in front of him, then jumped out onto the balcony outside and fired his claw gun high into the air.

He didn't have time to take the elevator up little by little, and he might not be able to stand it anymore, and now he needed support.

Spider-Man followed suit.

The two of them rushed to the roof, but as they approached the windswept balcony of the top floor, a sudden gunshot caused the claws in Mason's hand to break from the center.

The young man's body suddenly lightened, and then he fell from a height of nearly two hundred meters towards the ground under the "call" of Mother Earth.

"Whoosh"

A cloud of white spider silk caught Mason's foot at this moment, and the old spider's foot stepped on the balcony on the top floor and threw Mason into the broken window below.

"There's a sniper! I'll go kill him, you go and help Zakang, I'll go up right away."

Mason's voice rang out over the communicator, and he said to the old spider:

"Remember to stay away from Zakang, that guy is likely to use a cynical cutie like you as cannon fodder when he's at a disadvantage..."

Spider-Man looked back.

On the top floor, it was as if a large amount of quicksand was rolling and strangling something, which was the "big scene" created by the sandman's original ability and the chaotic reinforcement of the B-class personnel.

Everywhere the wind and sand went, everything was ground and twisted, but in the center of the sandstorm, there was still a green streamer that kept shining, like a shelter in the wind and sand.

That should be Mason's team member "Zakang".

"What kind of broken name is this?"

The old spider complained, threw out the spider silk and broke through the wind and sand, and swung in the direction of Constantine.

He has a lot of experience dealing with the Sandmen, and he knows how to break the game in this situation.

On Mason's side, he was thrown into the building and rolled over in a tactic to hide himself in a corner, armed with a precision rifle to turn on the combat aid, and landed on the target in this messy place where the power was out. ….

But a strange boomerang-like thing whistled out of the darkness and slashed diagonally at Mason's neck at an exaggerated angle.

"Bang"

The young man dodged the boomerang's slash, but was hit in the chest by something else.

He looked down and found that the outside of the *** armor was a...

Pen?

Mason pulled out the pen that had nearly pierced his heart, tossed it aside, and threw several engineering grenades into the darkness in front of him, using the explosion to cover himself into another hiding place.

He was constantly attacked by all sorts of strange things.

Those things are characterized by their extremely accurate hits and strange trajectory, making it impossible for Mason to rely on the trajectory to locate the enemy.

"It's not super archery, at least not the kind of super archery I understand."

He adjusted his breathing, squinting his eyes and thinking as he sparked his eyes with the help of his free aiming frame:

"With this almost omnipotent and ever-changing throwing technique... Bullseye? He's here too? But in Zakon's case, there is no such thing as a reservist member of the Six-Headed Squad.

So, he is in the service of Norman Osborne, the true master of Osborne?"

"Bang"

A flying golf ball bounced off the wall above Mason's head at extreme speed, crashing into Mason's head, and the young man dodged sideways.

But this movement revealed his position, and several boomerangs flew towards Mason's direction.

This made the young man grit his teeth.

The damn psychotic killer was clearly teasing him in a cruel cat-and-mouse fashion, but Mason wasn't one to sit still.

He couldn't catch the bullseye's *** set, the guy was a ghost

Moving quickly in the dark, he knew the guy must be behind the messy office in front of him.

Mason dodged the flying boomerang with a tactical roll, and his hat was sliced open to the screams and roars of the Sorting Hat, just inches from slicing through the skull.

"Smack"

He took something out of his arms and threw it into the darkness in front of him, and it flew like a grenade in mid-air before the hiding bullseye shattered it with a toothpick.

The bottle, designed to collide and shatter, shattered in the air, and then a roar so low that it didn't resemble a human form rang out in the battleground.

It's like magic.

The zombie gold that had been shrunk by Mason with a voodoo charm before slammed to the ground, and the super mutant corpse king, who still retained some sanity, smelled the breath of the living almost immediately.

It screamed and scrambled to its feet, lunging towards the bullseye's hiding place, and within a few steps it was covered in all sorts of projectiles and bullets.

But for zombies, it doesn't feel pain.

With a bang, the red-eyed corpse king Jin swung his mutated fists and smashed down the closet where the bullseye was hiding, causing the killer wearing a black tights to make a black and white bullseye sign on his forehead dodge in embarrassment.

He pulled out a high-tech looking pistol and fired without aiming, missing a magazine to open Kim's skull, and jumping up to shove a grenade into it. ….

But at the same time, Mason, who was already shooting in a kneeling position in the rear, also locked on his target.

The moment the bullseye landed, a smile appeared on Mason's lips and he pulled the trigger.

In the buzzing sound of charging, a bullet that had been accelerated to the extreme flew out of the chamber, and the bullseye also turned back at this moment.

"Bang"

His head was raised upwards, and his whole body was carried into the air by the force of the impact, and the black-and-white bullseye mark on his forehead shattered and blood gushed out.

The bullet hit the bull's-eye.

However, Mason did not stop at all, and rushed over the moment the bullet was fired, pulled out the kinetic pistol at his waist, and fired eleven shots at him at the point where the bullseye fell to the ground, emptying an entire magazine.

As the smoke rises, Mason still doesn't get a kill prompt.

Even eleven cursed bullets plus a charged warhead had already entered the bullseye's little head.

But he was only seriously injured and unconscious, but he did not die.

Mason crouched down and looked at the neurotic killer in front of him who had been beaten like a torture, a peculiar silver oozing from the bones exposed under the torn scalp.

"Edelman Alloy... It turned out to be the enhanced version."

Team K's captain let out a sigh of relief, took out the bat lock, locked the guy up, and threw it into the suitcase he was carrying. He turned his head to look at the zombie Jin He, whose head had been blown off by a grenade.

This guy isn't even dead!

The vitality of this super zombie king is really strong, which is staggering.

"You can make it a zombie out of evil voodoo, Mason."

The Sorting Hat, torn open again, said weakly:

"Its physique is amazing, it's definitely a good voodoo material, as you can see, it's not very useful, but it's more than enough to make a target for you to attract firepower."

"That's what I thought, too."

Mason took out the enchanted bottle to take back the miserable zombie gold, and at this moment, Catwoman's breathless voice sounded in his communication channel:

"Little Mason, I just heard the distinctive sound of your gun, and I'm near you. Come help me! Fast! I stole something awesome!

Just a word of caution, I seem to have attracted a lot of guys.

Be prepared.

That old man, Norman Osborne, looks much more powerful than a pretentious sandstorm."

"What the hell did you steal to lure out the big boss behind the scenes?"

Mason asked in surprise, and Catwoman endured the pain, laughed hoarsely, and said:

"His most important treasure, his... Son."

"Huh?"

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Thanks to the alliance leader of the "Autism Captain" and the "Humen Yan" brothers, the two of them are arranged for New Year's Day, let me rest for a few days....

Handsome dog Frank