(For the "Autism Captain" brothers!) ）

"Run!"

There was a dead silence in the Great Temple, and it wasn't until Miss Swordsman shouted that everyone woke up.

Worthy of being one of the three mentors, even in the case of serious injuries, he moved very quickly, grabbed Barbara with his left hand and wanted to hold Mason with his right hand, but a golden light shot from above forced her to clasp the shoulders of the two buckets, and her figure disappeared into the main temple with two guys in a flash.

Zakang hurriedly activated the teleportation rune he had left outside the temple before.

The dark wizard also said a little righteous and wanted to take Mason away with him, but it was the strange ejection of the same golden light that made him almost unable to run away, and he could only disappear in his unwillingness.

Mason could clearly feel the demigods of this world appearing above him locking onto him.

He didn't dare to make a move, but the good news was that Mason would have "strong reinforcements".

Phoenix Fawkes, who was barbecuing the virus skewers, screamed and flew up to fight Mason when he saw the mysterious man above him throw his weapon at Mason.

It doesn't really like Mason either.

But whoever made this guy bring himself out of the apocalyptic world and gave it a sweet flame for nirvana rebirth, it has created some kind of connection with Mason, so it can't allow Mason to die here.

The legendary creatures' spoiler gives the locked captain a respite.

Taking advantage of the blazing light above his head, he rushed to Mr. Hunter's side, grabbed her wrist and lifted her up from her wounded.

In this situation, the guy dressed as a man did not pretentiously say that he didn't like to be touched, and she was also relieved to see that Team K was still there and Wesker was suspected to be about to hang up.

"Hold on!"

She whispered, then looked up at the local demigod who was in the rainstorm with the phoenix in the ruptured temple above her head, waved her hand, opened a silver rift in front of her, and disappeared into it with Mason.

But they didn't go far either.

Amid the sound of coughing that grew more and more intense, a silver glow appeared somewhere outside the wilderness, and Mason and the Hunter appeared in the middle of the heavy rain of the night.

Mason glanced at the sky.

The rain curtain that had just weakened a little bit would have made it a little more noisy, as if it was a reflection of his terrible situation at this time.

He glanced at his boss who was coughing violently, pursed his lips and grabbed her by the waist, picked her up, and quickly rushed to a hidden crack in the rocks in front of him, then took out the golden cup from his bag and handed the hunter the purified healing potion inside.

He said:

"Drink it, it's good for you."

"It's useless."

Mr. Hunter would be very weak, and he could make a very neutral hoarse voice without any disguise, and she clutched her abdomen and said:

"This is no ordinary injury, the woman has somehow locked my healing powers, maybe poison or some hellish Isu heritage.

You... Have you unlocked the Golden Apple?"

"Well, I got a lot of information that you must have wanted."

Mason didn't hide it.

He glanced at the frightening darkness of the night in the rainstorm, and said:

"But I'm more curious about what you're doing? Ambushed? Not really, right?"

"You don't know what a mess this world has gone on."

The hunter leaned into the narrow crack in the rock, and she pulled out a bottle of amber potion and poured it on her head, only to not heal herself, but instead of curing herself, some conflict of forces in her body caused her mouth to spurt blood again.

But the vitality of the Great Master is strong, and it is not fatal to vomit such a little blood.

She coughed and explained:

"Before I arrived, I saw a beam of light emitted from here pierce through the World Gate projection core in the Star Fortress, and if I think about the worst-case scenario, this time at least a third of the vassal worlds will be temporarily lost.

They must have done it on purpose, they must have planned it in advance.

They know us very well,

I even suspect that a local Assassin has entered the castle under the guise of a local Assassin to reconnoiter on the ground, and this is a precise and deadly serial scheme...

I was attracted to golden apples.

The Warlock must have gotten some hints of key information as well, and if we weren't vigilant enough, I'm afraid we'd be the ones trapped here right now.

But the results were no worse.

The Assassins of this world know very well what kind of response their actions will incur, and even our preparations for forcibly crossing the border to save people are in their consideration."

"And the swordsman."

Mason adds:

"On the way, I rescued a pioneer under the command of a swordsman, and she said her name was Mycco."

"Huh?"

The Hunter was stunned for a moment by Mason's message, and although it was obscured by the Starry Sky Mask, Mason could feel her stunned mood change for a moment.

He frowned and said:

"What? Any questions?"

"No, no problem."

The hunter didn't seem to want to discuss it, and she clutched her waist and continued:

"It's a bit late to say that now, that local demigod is very strong, Mason, I don't want to pretend I can solve the problem, the truth is that I have a chance of winning in a one-on-one situation but it is very small.

And it's hard to take care of you.

You've got to take the unlocked message back, do you hear that?"

She said to Mason:

"It turns out that the Isu civilization of this world has indeed left behind something very impressive, and this device alone that can cut the connection between this world and the parallel world system is worth the risk.

While this still seems to me to be a tricky escape, if we can spread this device to other worlds... Come to think of it, Mason, if we can save one more person, we won't be busy this time.

You wait a minute.

I'll find a way to get you out after a moment of recovery."

"What about my teammates?"

Mason Says:

"What about you? I'm going back alone? No! I refuse!"

"That's all right, and you still expect this to end well?"

The hunter coughed and scolded:

"Shall I commend you for being hopeful at all times? Or should I call you naïve? I know that people who are emotional can't accept this price at first, but you will get used to it slowly."

"Don't say 'price' in front of me!"

Mason scoffed at this argument, saying:

"I never intended to treat every member of the team I recruited as cannon fodder or a 'price' to pay when necessary, that's not my style of doing things.

As for whether it is complete or not, we have to go to the end to know.

I have an idea..."

"Whoosh"

Before Mason could finish speaking, a golden spear flew out of the dark rain curtain and grazed between the two of them and nailed to the stone wall behind them.

The Hunter's mask was shattered in its entirety as she dodged the fatal blow.

Her silver hair spread out as Mason watched in amazement, and she dropped the red-glowing sword in her hand, and drew a slender black two-handed sword with her backhand to flicker out to fight the incoming opponent.

At the moment of getting up, I didn't forget to remind:

"Let's go! I dragged her and had to bring the message back... Bang"

A blow from behind interrupted the hunter's words.

Behind her, Mason pulled out the Isu spear stuck in the stone wall, and the blessing of the Isu bloodline allowed the spear to burst into full power in his hands.

The blow was as standard as the one Mason had chosen to save Catwoman that night in Gotham City, and the hunter had no idea that the attack was coming from behind.

She fell to the ground with a dizzy head, and the final image shows a blank Mason crouching down with a spear and stabbing a needle into her neck.

In its heyday, such a sneak attack was simply not possible against hunters with their own flashes

can succeed.

But this is an exception.

Under the effect of increasing doses of bat sedatives, the hunter passed out in a groggy coma.

Mason glanced at her face, which she always hid behind a mask, her slightly smoky eyes and the signature shallow knife marks on her cheeks proving her identity.

Mason wasn't too surprised.

He stood up, leaning on the bright Isu spear in his hand, and watched the seeker who had wandered through the darkness in the rain curtain in front of him, who was wearing a black hood and holding a broken spear, looking murderous.

But she didn't attack at the first time.

Perhaps Mason was surprised by the backstabbing of his own people.

"Kassandra!"

Mason threw the spear in his hand to the ground, spread his hands out, and said:

"We need to talk!"

"In what capacity are you talking to me?"

The very nice and magnetic woman's voice penetrated the rain curtain, and she said indifferently:

"The Hounds of the Stars? Or a traitor who abandons the darkness and betrays his friends to seek glory? You know, just because you've betrayed your friends doesn't mean I'm going to show mercy to your men."

"Don't pretend, I don't believe you can't feel the power flowing through me."

Mason is not afraid.

He walked out of the crack in the rock where he was hiding, and endured the beating of the rain in the rain, and said:

"I'm talking to you as Hephaestus the Isu, and if that's not enough, add a Star Rebel!

This is not the first time I have slaughtered these hounds by killing a member of the ranks who were tasked with searching for secrets in your world and waiting for an opportunity to wage war.

We also have the ability to close the Aurora system in the Great Temple, restart the World Gate, and bring you a war by the way.

But we didn't.

I think that's enough proof that I'm not talking gibberish, and that I didn't stun my superiors to sell her to you, but just didn't want her to hear our next conversation.

That's all."

The pursuer in the rain did not answer.

After a few seconds of orderly silence, she flipped her fingers and the vicious broken spear tucked into her sleeve, glancing at the unconscious hunter at Mason's feet.

She said:

"Take her, come with me."

"And my teammates!"

Mason adds:

"They have no ill will towards you, and they shouldn't be harmed!"

"That's not up to me."

Kassandra, the pursuer, said without looking back:

"The Assassins are furious that they have lost their comrades, you are the last link in this extermination campaign, and I have no reason to stop those Hidden Blades that pierce the night.

Unless you can give me a reasonable explanation."

"Poof"

John Wick, who had been hidden in a suitcase, was thrown out, and was falling in the rain and fell in great embarrassment, Mason said:

"We didn't hurt any of your members, and the anger of the Assassins can't be taken out on us."

Kassandra glanced at the unconscious and unharmed Assassin Saint, nodded, and commanded her men in a specially crafted communicator.

Picking up the unconscious Wick with one hand as if he were carrying a chicken, Mason carried the hunter behind his back and followed the local demigod back into the chasm of the Grand Temple in the night rain.

It was surrounded by assembled Assassins and Templars.

When Mason returned, a group of personnel wearing multiple hazmat suits were cleaning up the last wreckage of Wesker, who had been burned to death by the Phoenix flames.

They used the highest level of protection to collect the dead but still alive flesh and load it into helicopters docked on the perimeter, with some Assassin Saints in black and white robes guarding key points, and others wearing bloody robes and crosses guarding the main road.

They really joined forces

！

Two forces that have been hostile for more than two thousand years have joined forces in order to strangle a third party that represents chaos.

Entering the temple area, Mason saw at a glance the captured Zakang and the second barrel, they were housed in some kind of biological pod, Barbara and Miss Mystic were nowhere to be found, and they were probably still on the run.

Kassandra, who was in the temple, waved her hand, and the staff here immediately rushed out respectfully, making the place quickly quiet.

But Mason was sure that the murderous ones were standing outside the door sharpening their knives, and as long as they didn't say a word right, they would gladly execute themselves as outsiders in place of the demigods of this world.

But sitting back is not Mason's style.

He looked at the place in front of him where he had fought, and saw his own set of burnt black power armor that had been cleaned out by the armed men of this world.

By the way, I saw a phoenix egg contained in a glass jar...

All right.

The unlucky Fox has been reborn in less than ten minutes and has *** returned to the phoenix egg form, isn't this a life in vain?

"Worthy of the legendary god-killing hero."

Mason whispered:

"It took less than five minutes to kill my phoenix, a legendary creature."

"There are not a dozen or ten legendary creatures I killed when I was younger, and you don't know how crazy the followers of Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, were back then.

Now it's just a juvenile immortal bird, how hard can it be?"

In the face of Mason's complaints, Sister Kassandra, who was no longer in a fighting state, spoke in a much kinder tone.

She reached out and grabbed her hood and pushed it back, exposing her face, which had never aged during more than 2,000 years of World Watch, to Mason's eyes.

The signature braid hung down to his chest, which made Mason want to complain again, "Madame, your hairstyle is really dangerous".

"Say, use rhetoric to try to get you and your companions a way to live."

Sister Ka leaned against the stone pillar with her arms folded in a chic manner, and looked up at the flying and shining pale streamers on the top of the activated Great Temple.

She knew exactly what it was.

She had seen many of these things in her long life.

Despite the ostensible human rule of the world, it was clear to ancients like her that the influence of the Isu had never subsided in the history of the world's change.

Without the embellishment of these ancient things, the world would be nothing more than ordinary.

And the most ironic thing is that in the eyes of the descendants of the guards outside, Kassandra herself is already a member of these ancient and legendary things.

Although both the Assassins and the Templars had long since passed the stage of god worship, Sister Ka herself was well aware that there were still many young people in the current organization who worshipped her as a true "god".

But she has no intention of correcting them.

Time will always smooth everything out for her, whether it is fanaticism or vigilance.

"Team K is a spy."

Mason said very calmly:

"We are undercover agents sent by our world to the Stars, and just as your world is resisting the invasion, our side has put the threat of the Stars on the agenda, and has successfully thwarted a covert pollution operation.

I think that's enough for us to get out of here safely."

"Really?"

Sister Ka was noncommittal, and with a wave of her hand, a suspended stone pillar fell from the sky in her hand, she glanced at Mason and said:

"What are your world coordinates?"

Mason skillfully reported the coordinates of the Gotham world, and Sister Ka executed a search program on the stone in front of her, and the main body of the world tree in the Great Temple quickly gave the search results.

She said:

"Well, according to the database we copied from the Star Keep, you did have a failed one

Invasion, it looks like you're not lying."

"You've gotten to this point?"

Mason raised an eyebrow and said:

"Even the Stars Society's database has been hacked? This is too exaggerated, no number of worlds can do this."

"Don't forget the power characteristics of this world, C-class Mason Cooper, infiltration, disguise, and espionage are the Assassins' specialty, not to mention the technology we have left behind by the Isu."

Sister Ka waved her hand and said:

"We've been preparing for this less than 12-hour operation for 12 months, and it's not unusual for the whole world to revolve around this plan.

But that's our limit.

It can only cause a little damage to them, but it can't completely eradicate the dark and chaotic organization."

She stared at Mason, his eyes deep and sharp, the condensation of wisdom and experience from the long life of an ancient man who had lived for more than 2,200 years.

I have to say, it's extremely stressful.

After a few seconds, she waved her hand and said:

"You can go, Mason Cooper. If you're still there after this onslaught, I hope you'll send a messenger back to us."

"It's as simple as that?"

Mason raised his eyebrows and said:

"I've prepared a lot of rhetoric to convince you to be kind."

"How hard could it be?"

Sister Ka snorted and said:

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that we need help. Whether we're continuing to fight the Stars or seeking survival in the apocalypse, we need help.

We can't find any companions in the Stars.

We tried, but there were no eligible companions there.

Your world may be worth considering, so we release kindness and look forward to a response.

And you, Mason..."

Sister Ka stretched out her hand and nodded at Mason's heart, she said:

"You are the pigeon we unleashed."