"Bang"

The captain wearing the silver armor rolled over and fell into the dark castle, and the force of the fall was too fast, which directly caused the floor under his feet to shatter, and he fell all the way to the deepest part of the castle.

Feet on the ground, splashing dust.

The jetpack pendant on the back clicked away, smashed to the ground and extended the tracked mobile device, and then opened the weapon bay in a cool transformation to shape the magnetic rail turret, and turned into two automatic turrets to access the self-discipline mode of the main power armor of the universe.

There are also silver-gray spherical drones that have also detached from the armor and suspended around Mason, and the ring matrix in front of it has begun to accumulate energy, like eyeballs suspended in the air.

This is the firepower unit designed by Brainiac for this set of power armor, and it is a very effective means of group attack, but it is blind in the hands of Mason.

The main thing is that the captain uses this suit as defensive equipment, and most of the time he doesn't use its attack module.

But it's different right now.

In the Devil's Castle in the Hell Dimension, of course, there are all kinds of "local specialties" from hell, no, as soon as Mason landed, hundreds of fierce Hellhounds appeared from the darkness and pounced on him, and then the moment he appeared, he was beaten into a disgusting sieve by the salvo of particle cannons and magnetic tracks.

Mason looked around.

He knew that he should first clear out the surrounding rebel forces that were moving towards the castle, and gather his superior forces to rush into the old devil's lair and crush him to death.

But the problem is that he doesn't have much time to wait.

On the way over, Barbara reported to him that the flames of battle had ignited at the Castle of the Stars, and that more and more Pioneers were advancing towards the Castle, and that it was impossible to keep them calm under the threat of candles.

If it drags on too long, casualties are inevitable.

But what is the point of such a senseless death other than to please the devil?

"Click"

The Ragnarok Pistol was transformed into a hand-held heavy assault rapid-fire cannon in the power armor, and after acquiring the Cybertrons' mechanical components, Mason modified the gun to make it more versatile in the transformation area.

In the face of these hellish creatures in front of him, don't expect the arrogant Black Death Sword Master to come forward to settle down, even if it is complete, it is still not very willing to show its strength to these creatures that are not interested.

Six all-terrain rotating fire devices modeled after the Predator's Hunting Particle Cannon have also been activated, as if they were "light wings deployed" and held up by connecting rods behind the power armor.

This turns Mason into a mobile turret, and no matter how many strange things will jump out of this cold castle in front of him, they will be cleaned up under such firepower.

"Oh, I have guests in my dilapidated house, you should at least give me notice in advance, and let me clean up those eyesore and welcome them."

The old devil gritted his teeth, but he had to pretend to be a strange voice, and as Mason stepped into the castle hall, the temperature was extremely high, and he thought that Mephisto's lair was already close to it.

But just like the rule that all dungeons have to go through a "council battle" before facing the final boss, Mason has to pass another level to open the way to Mephisto's "boudoir".

"You're in pain, aren't you?"

Mason looked up at the humanoid projection of Mephisto that appeared on the high platform in front of the hall, and the latter appeared unharmed and full of breath on the outside.

But the captain flicked off his visor and sneered:

"Don't bear the pain, no one will laugh at you when you howl. We bastards are always tolerant of the old devil who is going to die. ”

"What? Does it make you feel glorious to kill your little wife with your own hands? ”

Speaking of mouth cannons, the old devil has not been afraid of anyone, he very viciously retorted and sneered:

"I confess that I have lost my eyes, Mason Cooper, and I thought that a Hillia and her love could stumble you on the path to greatness and excellence, but your cold-bloodedness is still beyond my imagination of a devil.

I guess Ciria didn't suffer much when she died, so is this the last tenderness you gave her?

Or is all your relationship with Ciri just part of some of your 'anti-poor old devil tactics'?

You took advantage of that poor girl!

Let her sink into your mud feet to create a weakness that can be caught by someone with a heart, and poor old A and I are the fools who jumped into the trap.

This can explain why the deep-rooted Ciri has repeatedly begged you for pleasure but you have coldly rejected them.

You don't love her at all.

You're just taking advantage of her!

You cold-blooded little bastard. ”

"It's such a great hell joke, I'm going to record this lovely story and I'll be sure to tell it to Ciri when I meet her again."

Mason laughed.

I just felt that the old devil in front of him might have been dizzy because of his anger, but thinking about the fact that Hei Qiwei was also mocking this old guy just now for not understanding love, it is understandable that he is making such a ridiculous inference now.

Humans can't describe colors they haven't seen, and so does the devil! They also can't understand what they never had.

"Ah, why is everything Mason-related so bad!"

Mephisto did break the defense a bit to be honest.

But after all, he is quite a professional cold-blooded villain, so he quickly calmed down, and he looked up and down at Mason's unbelievably cool power armor, and felt that this thing was a big problem.

Then his eyes rolled and he sneered, and in the midst of his trademark rueful laughter, Mephisto's projection reached out and flicked it, and a large ball of light like fireflies was thrown into the air in front of him.

It was a candle flame that no longer had a candle body but was still burning, each representing a soul belonging to the stars.

Of course, the old devil is not a guy of this grade who needs any soul, and the ones that can be carefully collected by him are some very powerful or very characteristic guys.

"I will prepare under my throne to welcome the Great Savior and Saint of Hope to my humble home, and I will keep you entertained with these collections.

It's a good time to pass the time. ”

Mephisto's projected cane was pointed on the ground, and in the crisp sound of impact, those points of light kept beating and shaping one human form after another in the air.

The power of the hellish dimension is infused into it, and they quickly form into evil entities.

The first thing that catches Mason's eye is Batman, the Last Knight Batman, who wears a tattered black cape and a cool dragonskin armor, and the sonic axe in his hand is wrapped around the hellfire, looking extremely hideous.

Behind him are the Pharaoh and the Hive, who also died in the World War, and even Wesker and the Red Skull, who have long since hung up.

It's all A-class!

Not only the A-Class personnel who crossed paths with Mason, but also all of the A-Class members who had died unexpectedly during the past seventeen years of exploration before Mason joined the Stars were here.

All of them have only souls left, but the Devil's Palace has its own magical powers, and even the souls will gain full or even enhanced combat power here.

"They think that death is the end of service, they think that death brings freedom! But no, the souls of the hounds belong to me!

The same goes for your unique and wonderful soul. ”

Mephisto shouted from above:

"I've had a deal with your seniors, A-class member Mason Cooper, maybe I should give you the title of 'Pioneer Grand Mentor', after all, you personally got rid of the previous Grand Mentor.

Oh, I'll enjoy this sarcasm. ”

"I haven't seen a warlock."

Mason shrugged his shoulders and said to the old devil who was talking nonsense:

"Of course Ciri is not in your hands, you can't control everyone, even if you believe you can, but do you know what is the saddest thing about this?

Your so-called manipulation is nothing more than a powerful illusion, they have already broken free once, how difficult can it be the second time? ”

"Poof"

As soon as the captain finished speaking, the final knight in front of him swung his battle axe and cut down the beehive beside him with a decisive attitude, as if this was what he had always wanted to do.

The sudden attack directly caused the latter's soul to fly away, leaving only a miserable wail like an aftermath for three days, and this guy's ruthlessness simply made the old devil's laughter be snuffed out in his throat.

The soul contract is still in effect, but the power of the curse is hard to control the already determined souls after a death weakening.

"It's okay! It's just cannon fodder! ”

Mephisto didn't intend to stay here and continue to lose face, he felt that the situation had begun to get out of control, and it was important to prepare for it now, so he threw down a sentence and disappeared in place, and went to his throne to prepare some tricks to deal with the final PK with Mason.

After he left, the captain did not hesitate, picked up his heavy assault particle cannon, and operated the offensive drone to join the desperate struggle between the souls of the Knight of the End and other A-class members in front of him.

Heavy artillery roared and bullets flew everywhere, but physical attacks were a bit less lethal to these supernatural forces.

After more than ten seconds, Mason simply gave up the firearm and let it change back to the shape of Johnny's spear and inserted it back into his waist, and then pulled out the sword of the lake girl on his waist with his backhand and slashed at Wesk, who was about to transform into a destructive form.

Forcibly cut off a third of Wesker's body, that is, this spirit would not be near death because of this injury, otherwise this blow just now would be enough to kill him.

"Bruce put your cloak and suit in the Batcave's collection, and he's got you a mound in the Wayne family graveyard."

Mason stepped forward to slash and slash as he said to the back-to-back Knights of the End:

"If he still knows you're alive, he'll be happy. He's going to be out there directing the coalition forces to rush here, should you consider meeting him and saying something? ”

"Nope."

The soul of the Knight of the End said in a more hoarse, cold, and strangely light voice:

"I'm dead, and I just want to rest in peace, but now that you're here, it means that your business has been successful and you've begun to reckoning

It seems that my sacrifice was not useless. ”

"Thanks to the Laughing Bat you've been hunting, the cosmic tuning fork he took out has helped us a lot, and from that point on, giving you a ten-ton medal isn't enough to reward you."

After another headshot, Mason tapped his power armor and said:

"I melted down your relics and used your armor to repair my armor, and although I didn't greet you in advance, I guess you won't ask me for materials or anything because of this, right?"

"Bell"

The Knight of the End did not answer.

He was being besieged by three former A-class members, and the sonic axes of Hell in his hands were smashed out and melted in the air by dangerous magic into flying light.

"Next!"

With a wave of his hand, Mason's recast and repaired inspection axe flew out and was being held in the hands of the Knight of the End, who retrieved his most handy weapon and turned around to slaughter the enemy in front of him with a slash, and then swung the strings to cause the surrounding supernatural souls to fall into a brief blindness and confusion, and then grabbed the battle axe and slashed with a 270° swirl.

Once. Three guys.

"Nope! I love to see my relics being used in the most appropriate places. ”

The Knight of the End plucked the strings and played a triumphant song, and in a tone similar to that of heavy metal, he replied:

"I stole it, it protected me, it has survived countless dangers, it has long been broken, but I don't know the technology to repair it.

If the Warframe could talk, it would definitely call me a jerk and cheer at you for regenerating it in a more powerful form.

You have to be careful of Mephisto, though.

All the rules in his true lair are for him, and he won't allow you to wear this cheat-like suit to fight him in one last battle. ”

"It's okay! I have a lot of weapons in my arsenal to work with, and if he thinks this suit is my hole card, he'll be disappointed. ”

Mason slashed at the black curse of the Pharaoh in front of him with a single sword, and then slashed off the Pharaoh's arm with a sword that blasted against the barrage of magic in front of him as he started to charge.

The latter staggered backwards and was kicked down by the Knight of the End, who swooped down from the side, and the sword of the Lake Maiden and the inspection axe were slashed at the same time, one piercing the heart and the other slashing the head.

The big bald head who came back from the dead couldn't even curse, and it quietly shattered in the ending of the soul.

Mephisto said that these powerful souls were cannon fodder to stall for time, and it turned out that he, the founder of the Star Society, did not have a clear understanding of the power of his hounds.

This is the same strategic mistake that the Warlock made in the first place.

You can't let the explorers go on the mission of a warrior, that would stab Lou Zi! Oh, and speaking of our poor Warlock, his soul is indeed not here.

Because he has been eaten by the Black Strange and the Soul of the Human.

No matter how powerful Mephisto was, he couldn't snatch the warlock's soul back from someone's terrifying black hole-like stomach in that situation.

The most important thing is that he was still asleep at that time, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't help it.

Nearly invincible under the protection of the power armor, Mason and the Knight of the End teamed up to quickly send those seniors into the eternal liberation of dying again, and the death of those souls left behind a trail luster suspended in the air, which was quite beautiful.

In this background of brilliance and fireworks, Mason held the sword of the Lake Maiden in front of him, and looked back at the Terminal Knight behind him, who was doing the same thing.

He spread out his visor and said to the Knight of the End in front of him:

"Are you sure you won't stay goodbye to see Bruce? I know you have a special affection for him, but you're used to being repressed. ”

"That's weird."

The Knight of the End, with his heavy and dark aura, complained:

"Every Robin has a special affection for their Batman, they are not only mentors on the heroic road or play the role of strict fathers, they are also family members who need to be protected by Robin.

This relationship is relative.

We all have a responsibility to each other.

As long as Batman is around, Robin is still around. ”

"Then the good news is that my Batman is retiring."

Mason shrugged his shoulders and said:

"So I'm probably going to be the only Robin in the parallel world who can actually retire."

"You are unique, you are an outstanding example of all Robins, I would call you the strongest Robin, and in the future, you may be a model for all Batmans as well."

The Knight of the End let out a low chuckle and hinted at something Mason wasn't trying to do.

It was evident that he was really relaxed and completely unafraid or unbearable in the face of the distraction, and under Mason's gaze, he returned the inspection axe and opened his arms, and said:

"Come on, get me on my way, I've got to go with my Batman, he needs a good assistant in another world, he's been waiting too long.

So, please, don't let me miss the Night Watch in Gotham tonight. ”

"Say hello to your Batman for me."

Mason stepped forward, the golden blade pierced the heart of the soul in front of him, and in the flicker of light, he watched the spirit of the Last Knight turn into one of the spiritual streamers flying around him.

It's like all the invisible consciousness is thanking Mason in this way.

Evil or justice.

At this moment, they can finally rest in peace.

In the dissipation of this spiritual streamer, the captain moved his shoulders, unsheathed the sword of the Lake Maiden, grabbed his heavy assault particle cannon, and turned and strode towards the passage at the end of the hall.

It's time to put an end to it all!

Mephisto!

You old dog, your daddy is here!

(End of chapter)