In the room above Osborne's main control room, old Norman Osborne stood like a voyeur in front of a wall full of surveillance.

This guy, who had just shown a very weak expression in the communication to the second barrel, would staggered his arms in full anger, and the screen in front of him reflected the bloody scene of the second barrel cutting off the head of the white ghost, and the imitation master being torn to the ground by the crazy tarantula Peter.

On the ground behind the Green Goblin lay two bloody corpses.

Those were the two Cleanup Commanders he had killed, the guys in charge of the cross-world communication and liaison system, and by killing them, they could effectively prevent what was happening here from being discovered by the Cleanup headquarters.

I don't know if the old Green Goblin's previous words are true, but judging from his setup alone, this guy's statement that he wants to rebel against the Stars and the Cleaners doesn't seem to be fake.

And judging from his relaxed posture, it was not a mistake here that caused the three commanders to escape just now, but more like they were deliberately let out by old Norman.

"The White Ghost is dead, the Master of Imitation has been dismembered, and now only the Assault Commander Crossbones is still active, and the guy is trying to regroup and launch a counterattack.

But the demon that crawled out of hell has taken these mad dogs for a treat.

It's hard to see how these young men moved Connors, and I went to see the stubborn ghost myself three times without being able to finish a full conversation with him. ”

The Green Goblin snapped his fingers, allowing the wall in front of him to monitor the converted Osborne Tower.

He watched with admiration at the lizardmen in the night as they burst through the rain and fire, and finally, his eyes finally fell on Mason Cooper, who was driving the Superman armor all the way through the wall to Barbara Gordon's location.

The old fox stared at the figure of the K-Team Leader on the screen, and he whispered:

"This guy has some skills, no wonder he was sent to execute the Sandman. The loss of Six-Headed Squad is a heart-wrenching loss, and it takes more than just time to raise a B-Rank Squad.

But it's also a good thing that we can get stronger reinforcements because of this.

Otto, I know you're eavesdropping.

Let's talk about it.

Tell us what you think. ”

"I think you should restrain your bad habits, didn't you take care of the 'Green Goblin' and let it run out again?"

Dr. Octopus, with a grumbling voice, rang out in Norman Osborne's office through a remotely cracked speaker, said:

"You're more than capable of cleaning up those five guys here, and you have to make so many moths out of it when everything is already going well."

"No, it's necessary."

Old Norman rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes, and said:

"For what we've been doing, I have to make sure everything is reliable. I am satisfied that Team K has the determination to resist and is not afraid of the threat of the cleanups, but they can't be weakling.

The weak don't go far in the Stellar Society.

Rest assured, I'll compensate them, that Mason seems to be a methodical person.

It's you, Otto.

Three years ago, I invited you to join the project, and you not only refused but also ran away, which shows that you didn't have much confidence in our idea at that time, but now?

Why do you want to help Team K now? Is it really the 'justice' or 'conscience' that we see in this Mason? ”

"I was forced out by you, Norman!"

Dr. Otto said hatefully:

"I'm hiding well underground, but your broken machine is going to bury me, and I just entered your database when I found out that you're making some dangerous weapons out of gravity.

So I'm guessing that without the K-Team accident, you'd still find a way to launch a siege against the cleanups, right? Is it because your plans are not going well?

It seems like your Trail Blazers haven't been in touch with you in a long time? Or have you upgraded your communications so that you can't listen to your conversations anymore? ”

Faced with this question, the old green goblin spoke with a hint of gloom after several seconds:

"Hatred alone will not unite the survivors, Otto, especially when our enemy is a behemoth that spans countless worlds and grows every day.

People are afraid, especially after the end of the world.

That's instinct.

Fear is followed by retreat, and the original unequivocal oath is fading in the face of cold reality.

I'll admit that our little organization is on the verge of falling apart, and Six-Headed Squad is the only one I still have full control over, but they've also been buried by Mason.

That's why we need Mason and the forces behind him.

With their help, I will be able to bring back to my hometown the 'wanderers' who want to forget the past, who may want to start a new life, and I want to bless them.

But that must be after we have the power to choose. ”

"I advise you to be honest."

Dr. Octopus reminds:

"If Mason is indeed the last hope to save all your plans, then you should tell him the truth, and I don't think this young man will give up on you just because you don't have any cards in your hand right now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't risk being executed here with us against the cleaners.

Mason and his teammates didn't choose to help us because of the exchange of benefits you mentioned, he had his own arrangements for our miserable world before you came forward.

The factors that concern you only hasten his decision.

I can be sure of that. ”

——

"Boom"

Barbara Gordon's kinetic shotgun fires in the small hive apartment, the deafening sound almost deafens people's ears, and a group of cleaners who rush into the house are volleyed up by flying fragmentation warheads, and when they land, they smash into the opposite wall to complete a "horror renovation".

However, a powerful weapon alone is not enough to protect the Batgirl at such times.

Especially with Barbara's microcomputer still manipulating the city's defense weapons, she must devote some of her attention to providing fire support to the city's fierce underground citizens and Vault soldiers.

"Get out of here!"

The Batgirl threw two explosive batrangs at the door in the smoke-filled room, blasting several cleaners out of the room as they tried to rush into the room again.

Then she heard the roar of a beast.

The cleaners who had descended from the previous floor were injected with cannon fodder boosters, and jumped in through the windows with their muscles and red eyes.

These frenzied beasts were greeted by the muzzles of the erected black holes.

Barbara emptied the four bullets in the chamber in one go, blasting the guys apart along with half of the wall, and she loaded her weapon as she fed the tactical nukes from Osborne's arsenal into the firing program.

Reinforcements from the Cleaners can no longer be allowed into Osborne Tower, the casualties sent here and there are rapidly mounting, and the Underworld will collapse if the enemy returns.

Those lizardfolk just look wild and wild, but they were ordinary people before the change.

"The launch program is about to start! Simple! Clear the people near the arsenal silos! It's going to open. ”

Barbara warns Mary Jane, who is fighting in Area A, and just as she enters the firing command, a tall figure pilots a black armor through the bright darkness of the explosion.

The guy smashed the remaining half of the wall and landed behind Barbara in a splash of brick and stone, and the Batgirl's bulletproof suit saved her life, but the impact of the bullet caused her to fall to the ground and was knocked back by the attacker's three punches and kicks.

Barbara's batrang is dodged by the latter, who pulls out the baton and beats her opponent with a weapon wrapped in high-voltage electricity.

But the latter completely ignored the tickling attack, and stepped forward to grab the bat girl by the neck and lift her in the air.

A struggling Barbara kicked the guy's helmet with both legs, tearing open the outer hood, only to find that underneath the hood was a full-coverage black streamlined armor with crossed gray-black bone symbols painted on the heart of the armor.

There was a hint of ruthlessness and chill beneath the mechanical armor shaped into a demon.

A black plasma shoulder cannon ejected from the black armor's shoulder, and a red triangular sight fell on Barbara's forehead.

"Your rebellion is interesting, the Stars are really a bunch of untrustworthy mincuses."

A hoarse voice came from under the black helmet, and the commander said in a disdainful tone:

"After this incident is reported, maybe we can completely get rid of you unfaithful hounds that should rot in the mud, dogs that even their owners dare to bite!

What do you want? ”

"You're behind you!"

Barbara, who was about to die, struggled and rolled her eyes and said something.

"You think I'm going to do this? Do you think I'm a street hustler? ”

Crossbone sneered and said:

"Now, remember your loved ones and die."

"Bell"

Black steel fingers dotted on the crossbone's shoulder armor, a scene that looked like a joke between best friends if you didn't take into account the brutal spark of the other hand armor tearing through the plasma shoulder cannon.

This made the face of the Cleanup Assault Commander change drastically.

He threw Barbara into the air and let her fall to her death, turned around and manipulated the light mark armor on his arm, opened the heavy artillery, and fired three shots behind him.

"Bell"

Three blinding sparks of plasma bounced off the heavy chest outer armor of the Anti-Superman armor, tearing the outer armor apart, but Mason, who was unharmed in the cockpit, moved his body and said:

"The 'Ghost' mode of action has been tested. John, the hidden inscription you helped carve worked well, thanks. ”

"You're welcome!"

Zakang's voice rang out from beyond the shattered wall beside him.

With the whistling of wings flapping into the air, the monstrous zombie wyvern Noble carried the Dark Mage and Barbara Gordon, who was lying on top of her stomach rubbing her neck and coughing, to the crumbling wall.

The bat girl glared at Crossbone viciously, and the microcomputer with her arm raised entered the firing command.

In the next second, amid the whistling sound of rocket ignition, a silver-gray missile whizzed from the silo in Area A into the night sky.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, Crossbones knew that he was finished.

But this villain doesn't plan to be caught, the opponent has power armor, he also has it, and the one he has in hand is still an improved version of the war machine power armor, carrying the standard ark reactor and fighting power.

"The last item, overload mode detection."

In the face of the opponent's stubborn resistance, Mason decisively overloaded the armor.

The tritium energy device on the chest of the armor is violet, and with 200% furious energy output, Mason feels like every punch impact of this armor will make it clatter and almost fall apart.

The two power armors then collided with each other, striking each other with a screeching sound of metal.

Zakang delivered the "assist" just in time, and his zombie wyvern spewed forward with a scorching dragon breath that set the ruined room on fire, sending the two big guys tumbling and smashing into the rainstorm-covered ground.

Seeing that he might be beaten, Crossbone immediately activated his thrusters during the fall, and flew in the opposite direction with a more agile attitude than Mason, but the flames of hell erupted from below and burned him squarely.

Enjoying the slaughter, Itreigan didn't want to be disturbed.

The exterior of the crossbone's power armor was melted almost instantly, and he howled out of the flames and was dragged back by the claw buckle that shot from below, and then was ridden up by Mason and pressed this guy like a woman fighting, and the overloaded anti-superman armor opened the bow left and right with the strength that Superman would cry out in pain when he was beaten.

Fourteen or fifteen strokes later, with the sound of metal shattering, Mason tore open the cross-bone armor, clasped the hidden energy core under his chest in his hand, and raised it with one hand.

The twisted metal covered the villain, who wanted to escape, was thrown into the sky, and was swallowed by the zombie wyvern overhead with its mouth open.

"Oh yes!"

The moment Crossbones was killed, the Sorting Hat on Mason's head inside the armor let out obscene whistles and unmuffled cheers.

Although its world did not die because of these creatures in front of him, it was definitely a joy for His Excellency Hat to see these dogs die with his own eyes.

Mason flicked off the armor's armor and smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the "baby" clasped in the five fingers of the armor.

He took the thing in his hand, got up from the energy-exhausted anti-superman armor, sat on the shoulder of the black power armor, and then saw a mushroom cloud light up in the open sea.

It represented the destruction of the Cleanup's main base in this world, and with the blinding firelight, a symphony of majestic Valkyrie's rides was sung in Mason's mind by the Sorting Hat.

The young man sighed and asked:

"Cool?"

"Well, in the popular words of Muggles, it's cool to death."

His Excellency Hat did not hide his mood at this time.

Mason said quietly:

"No thanks, you're good at being old, and we, Muggle servants, will clean up the rest of the mess."

"Cool, not only have we betrayed the Stars Society, but we're also fighting against the more dangerous cleaners."

Constantine, who leaped from behind the zombie wyvern, stepped on the muddy water soaked in oil and blood and walked to Mason's side, he spat out the smoke ring, and said:

"So what? What's next for this mess? ”

"You ask me, who do I ask? But you don't think there's much room for peace between us and them, do you? ”

The captain, who was sitting on the shoulders of the power armor, glanced at the sky, and the heavy rain that was pouring just now had turned into small raindrops, not considering the war-torn land they were in, and there was a feeling of gentle wind and drizzle.

He said:

"Since you were an enemy from the beginning, and you decided to fight to the end at the beginning, don't pretend that the world is peaceful, it's only a matter of time before you do this."

"I didn't say it was bad."

Zakang rolled his eyes, crossed his arms and said:

"I just wanted to ask, you just led us to fight the darkest forces in the Star Sea, and the only reward you can get is the gratitude of a group of doomsday survivors.

Is it really worth it? ”

Faced with this tricky question, Mason shrugged his shoulders and replied with a standard chicken soup:

"If you have to ask such a question, I can only answer you, but do a good thing, John, don't ask about the future."

Then he jumped out of the muddy water and began to check the situation of the anti-superhuman armor, while Zakang drove his zombie wyvern to the other side of the battlefield to finish, he glanced at Barbara behind him, who was bandaging his neck, and said:

"Hey, girl, are you okay? There's unfortunate news for you, our captain is crazy, and he actually says that what he did tonight was a good thing. ”

"Even if Bruce was here, he would do the same thing."

Barbara coughed, felt the bruise on her neck and poured a bottle of callus into her mouth, she breathed in pain and grabbed the shotgun again, and said confidently:

"I fired a nuclear bomb, but it's a good thing. Listen to the cheers around you, John, they like us, and now we are the heroes of this world.

I knew that Batman would never be wrong. ”

(End of chapter)