"Clark, Bruce, I need support!"

When Diana Prince, the princess of Amazon, the goddess of war of Paradise Island, and the descendant of Olympus, sounded in the private communication band of the Big Three with tired and tired cries for help, the superhero and the old man who were rushing to Gotham at a "slow" speed were sitting in a bat fighter plane and looking at each other.

If they're not mistaken, this is Diana's first call for help in the years since she joined the Justice League, right? Diana, who had been beaten to death in the face of Darkseid's projection before, had not been soft in her mouth.

The Amazon's demigod's mouth was as hard as her Bladebreaker's shield, and her dedication to battle was as fanatical as her inexhaustible courage.

However, it is such a person, who will actually take the initiative to ask for help

Is this Mason Cooper so evil?

After defeating the Flash, even Wonder Woman was about to lose?

Now even the old man began to mumble in his heart.

He felt that he might have overlooked Mason's extremely unscientific growth curve, and that he might need to immediately revise some details of the "anti-Mason tactics" in his private database.

However, the situation did not give Dachao, the Lord and Wonder Woman had more time to think about the mental state of the "exploded" Mason at this time, after all, the Black Death Sword Armor that was still hungry has never been a weapon that can be merciful.

"Bang"

The vibranium shield was wrapped in black matter and flung out like a meteor hammer, knocking the Bladebreaker shield in the weakened Diana's hand into sinister tentacles as it turned into a sinister tentacle, clasping the woman's limbs and pulling her back in front of Mason's eyes.

To be honest, Ms. Diana Prince, who is still struggling with her limbs controlled by black tentacles, is really too astringent.

The delicate state of being restrained in front of her was in stark contrast to her majesty of killing all sides before, and it was really hard to be unmoved.

But Rao is Mason is a little pitiful, and when the Black Death Sword Battle Armor is attacked, it can definitely be regarded as a spicy hand to destroy flowers.

The tentacles that bound the demigods pierced the skin and entered the veins, feeding on the blood of the gods, and even Mason could clearly feel his armor moaning with pleasure.

The evil aura of this scene is completely explosive.

Feed! Mason Cooper, after making such a mess of Wonder Woman, you still have the face to say you're a good person?

"Don't kill her!"

Mason intervened at the critical moment and scolded the Black Death Sword Warframe:

"Not right now!"

"Why not?"

The gloomy will asks rhetorically in a way of conscious contact:

"I'm strong, you're strong!"

"She has teammates, teammates who are stronger than her and no divinity will not be restrained by you, they are rushing over! Your strength can't suppress him, it will only cause us big trouble. ”

Mason explains:

"Besides, can you bear to eat all of this delicious thing at once? A full meal or a full meal? The choice is yours. ”

If the arrival of a strong enemy made the Black Death Sword disdainful, then the second simple and popular explanation was quickly accepted by the Black Death Sword Warframe.

With a sense of reluctance and regret, it threw Wonder Woman, who had drained a third of her blood, to the ground.

Then it dissipated from Mason's body as if he had eaten and drunk, and the black substance shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a black ring and rested on Mason's right index finger.

That's pretty obvious.

The noble Black Death Sword Lord has no interest in enemies who have no divinity, so let's find a way to deal with the next trouble.

Mason, who looked at the ruthless scumbag posture, shook his head again and again, but when he looked at Wonder Woman, who was so weak that he was sitting like a duck and still gasping for breath, Mason's mood suddenly improved again.

The Flash who was frozen next to him, coupled with Diana Prince at his feet, such a brilliant record was enough for Mason to become one of the top Gotham villains overnight.

He crouched down, looked at Wonder Woman in front of him, who had no power to protect herself, and reached out to unceremoniously remove her mantra lasso without touching the other equipment.

Although these things are now in Diana's possession, they are all sacred relics enshrined in Paradise Island, and random picking may attract some less "friendly" attention.

Although Mount Olympus collapsed thousands of years ago, the remnants of the gods are still unwilling to dissipate in this world.

Diana Prince wasn't the only Olympian descendant, either.

There is also a god of war who has the god of war who doesn't know where to hide, and Mason doesn't plan to get himself into trouble again, especially if he is already in trouble.

On top of that, no one can use these weapons even if Mason takes them.

Just as the Isu artifact can only exert its full power in the hands of the Isu bloodline, the Olympus artifact can only be perfectly controlled by a descendant of the divine blood like Diana Prince.

Mason held the Lasso of Truth in his hand, squeezed his eyes and said to Wonder Woman, who was glaring at him:

"I've heard your story, Diana Prince, and some outrageous rumors that you were a clay doll that was pinched out of the soil of Mount Olympus by Queen Hippolyta.

It symbolizes the crystallization of love between the queen and a certain deity.

It's a beautiful story, but I still want to ask, are you really muddy? ”

"Are you humiliating me?"

Covered in cold sweat, Diana, who was extremely weak, said coldly:

"You'd better kill me now, Mason Cooper! I've always despised the so-called old enemy, and if you let me survive, then don't think about it after that."

"Huh"

The glittering lasso of the mantra was flicked and buckled on Wonder Woman's arm, and Mason shouted as he pulled:

"Answer my question! Diana Prince, are you muddy? ”

The soul torture that comes with the Lasso of Truth is really a very buggy magic, and even the hat that turns into a mask is amazing, and the magic of Olympus is really elusive.

Unfortunately, Mason didn't have much desire for magical knowledge, and he only wanted an answer now.

Faced with this problem, Diana struggled with all her might, but the loss of one-third of her blood and strength made her enter an indescribable weakness, and it was difficult to resist the torture of the Lasso of Truth, and after more than ten seconds of silence, she could only gasp unwillingly and say:

"I am, but it's a magic that an unlearned guy like you can't understand, and it's my mother who has shaped my life and my mission out of her own flesh and bones.

It was a pure and noble ritual."

"Ah, yes, yes, pure and noble, but I don't want to know the grievances and hatreds of the older generation and the love stories that make people cry, I just need to know that you are indeed a clay puppet."

Mason dropped the lasso and crouched down in front of Diana's eyes.

He didn't carry a knife or a gun.

Under the disdainful gaze of the heroine, he spread his five fingers, and a slimy ooze monster jumped out of his skin, and then turned into a cute little clay figure, tilting his head and waiting for the black circle to stare at Diana in front of him.

"What is this?"

Wonder Woman felt uneasy as she watched Mason conjure up a slimy mass from her hand, and then heard Mason caressing the restless ooze monster Kevin and saying to her:

"In addition to defeating The Flash and Wonder Woman in a row, I'm going to reap the 'double joy' today, dear Lady Diana, don't worry.

I'm not interested in an old aunt like you, who is thousands of years old.

But you see, my ooze monster also needs a little 'nutrient' to help it grow quickly, I mean, you shouldn't mind letting Kevin take a bite out of you, right?

Just one bite!

A small bite, I promise!

Come.

Don't struggle, it won't hurt. ”

He sent Kevin to Diana.

The little ooze monster was very anxious, but it didn't know why it was so anxious, the beautiful big sister in front of it was obviously a living person, but it smelled a supreme delicious fragrance from her.

At the moment when the donor Mason let go of his fingers, and in the horror that Diana Prince had never screamed before, Kevin turned into a slimy strange substance and draped it over Wonder Woman's body.

It's not devouring, it's not hurting, it's not biting down on a piece of meat out of thin air.

That's bloody!

Now it just wants to absorb a little bit of "soil" from Mount Olympus from the weak "mud doll" Diana, so as to help itself grow better.

But the process is a bit boring to be honest.

Under Mason's gaze, Kevin quickly wraps Wonder Woman in a muddy manner, who is still struggling, and the transfer of power between the two takes place in a way that Mason completely can't understand.

He could just feel Kevin's getting stronger a little bit.

But then again, how powerful can a slime monster be? Mason was just glad that he had a more useful tool and assistant in his alchemy lab.

"Huh"

He picked up the arm of Fenrir's armor that Diana had dismantled with his bare hands from behind him, and shot a few more shots at the Flash ice sculpture that had begun to melt next to him.

In the process, the hat opened his mouth and said to him:

"Mason, I still feel that there is something wrong with your Black Death Sword Armor, I watched the whole process, can I understand that it has regarded you as a temporary master?"

Mason shook his head at this conclusion and said:

"No, Hat, the Black Death Sword will not have a second owner, and it will become a permanent independent thing when Nar dies. It responded, presumably, that it smelled 'food'.

Or, perhaps, it is also longing to be whole.

I can wield it, I can fight with it, but I'll never be its master, and I think I'd better never have this idea of transgression. ”

"That means someone else can use it."

The Sorting Hat reminds us to:

"There may be a risk of mutiny?"

"Alas, we can't expect to take all the good things in this world."

Mason was very open-minded.

He dropped his depleted Freeze Gun and tried to pull out some advanced components that could still be recycled from the miserable ruins of parts behind him.

Fenrir's armor was completely destroyed.

But the good news is that it collects a lot of useful practical information and details, which will allow Mason to be more directional for its next transformation.

He sighed as he removed the wreckage of the discarded Ark Reactor from the destroyed armor that was still emitting sparks, and reflexively sat down on Fenrir's "corpse" as he watched the night sky begin to rain lightly overhead.

He wasn't in a good mood, and the rainy night in Gotham quickly became magnificent. The raindrops of beans continue to fall on the ground, making Kevin, the ooze monster, move more vigorously with joy.

Mason stared at his ooze monster, beckoned to it, glanced at the black ring on his left hand, and said to the hat:

"It's good to work together when we need each other, and if the Black Death Sword favors others more in the future, I won't stop it from pursuing the 'ideal' of freedom.

You too, hats.

And you, Consus, we're all working together rather than bound, and I've always been very open to that, but for now, if you want to get on good terms with Lord Black Death, you have to 'feed' it first.

The hungry beast is always terrible, no matter whose hands the reins are. ”

"Huh"

Kevin, the "well-fed" soft clay monster, jumped into the palm of Mason's hand, and he happily turned into a small clay figure with no facial features bouncing in front of Mason's eyes, and stretched out his "hand" to show him his current Supreme Pava.

Mason picked up a screw and gave it to him, and Kevin easily used his hemp rod to nail the screw into a ball of scrap metal with both hands.

"Cool!"

Team K Captain appreciated:

"Zombie Kim didn't lose his job before he even got his job, and I now have a better bodyguard, but I think there's definitely more to what you're getting from Diana than just a little brute force.

Never mind.

We'll have time to dig out later. ”

Kevin snorted in agreement, then stretched out in the icy rain and turned into muddy water to cover Mason's arm, hiding like an invisible "glove".

Mason, who was sitting on the wreckage of Fenrir's armor, looked up, he took the penguin umbrella and held it above his head, and in the rain he struck at Lady Diana, who was struggling to get up, and said:

"You can go, Wonder Woman, tonight is our first meeting, and I'm sure we've made a big impression on each other.

I hope you can learn some lessons, and next time don't come alone, and don't underestimate any man. ”

"You're not going to kill me?"

Diana propped herself up with the Vulcan sword, looking at the mantra lasso hanging from Mason's waist, she picked up her Bladecrusher shield and put it behind her back, and said in a cold sweat and panting under her long black hair:

"Don't expect me to show mercy to your men next time we meet! Mason Cooper, you Batman's evil little devil in the name of Amazon, there will be no peace between you and me! ”

"Whatever you want."

Mason picked up a cigarette under the penguin umbrella he held up in his hand and lit it with a magic fire, and as the smoke cleared into the rain, he glanced up at the night sky, thinking that his team should have approached the watchtower.

Then he glanced at Wonder Woman, who staggered and turned away, and he whispered:

"As for killing me, didn't you just try? The Queen of Clay Dolls, it doesn't seem like the traditional virtue of the Amazons to talk big, right? ”

Diana slipped and almost fell under her feet, and then she saw a pistol dropped at her feet, as well as Mason's faint "hint" from behind:

"Walking around Gotham in your current state is definitely going to get you in trouble, and this-like city isn't kind to lone and delicate women in the night.

I'll give you this gun.

If you come across any man who tries to approach you, give him a dip at his feet.

Call the police if you need to, but don't trust any other cop except Chief Gordon, as a friendly tip from a Gotham native.

Ah, this city. But it sucks. ”

"You're not running yet?"

The woman kicked the pistol away from her feet.

Humiliating her identity with this thing, she glanced back at Mason behind her, who was sitting in the ruins of Fenrir's armor in the rain, and said:

"Superman is coming soon."

"He's definitely coming."

Mason threw his puff of cigarette into the rain, and as he took out the Alchemy Grail, he rubbed his neck, and in the increasingly majestic rain, he said:

"Or what do you think I'm waiting for?"

(End of chapter)