5. Yo? I just beat up Uncle Da's daughter-in-law? The Dark Monarch isn't going to come and cut me anytime soon, is he?
Mason looked at the Wonder Woman in white in front of him with a strange look in his eyes.
From the latter's weapon style and combat style, he guessed that this guy should be related to the New Protoss, after all, it takes more than just a long time to play with that unique Apocalypse Mother Box technology, and this kind of technology developed for the New Protoss can only be perfectly controlled by themselves.
Steel Bone and the old man also have a mother box in their hands, but they have to work hard to open a teleportation, so like the red-haired and blue-eyed girl in front of him, he can use short-distance CD-free teleportation as a tactic?
But it turns out that people have big heads.
The mere phrase "My husband's father is Darkseid" was enough to shock Mason for a hundred years, and it also made the captain, who has always had rich associative skills, immediately realize that some of the background in the heroine's hometown in front of him has also been greatly deflected.
It's like the vampire Batman Kirk and their triumvirate squad who hasn't shown up yet.
"I'm starting to get interested in your story."
Mason grabbed the lasso of the mantra, and in the shimmering light of the object in his hand, he said to the woman in white who was tied in front of him:
"I'll take you to meet your teammates now, maybe you can tell me where you're coming from on the way?"
"I'm not interested in telling a stranger about my past."
The woman in white immediately refused.
It was the oldest memory she had sealed in her heart and she didn't want to touch, and even if she wanted to, she could only talk to those close to her, not to a strange guy who had tied herself to shame.
Feed!
Don't think that because I'm from the New Protoss, I don't know what this binding method is up to! I have also systematically studied the traditional culture of the earth!
In the face of the Woman in White's refusal, Mason shrugged his shoulders, motioned for Kevin to lift her off the ground, and tightened the Lasso of Truth to make the Becca Lady let out a scream.
"Although I use the interrogative sentence, I'm not asking you, you new gods are really slow in this regard, probably because you are naturally strong, so you rarely fall to the point where you need to use your brain to survive?"
Mason snorted, and Kevin, who was beside him, twisted his body proudly and turned into the appearance of a kind Thanos, lifting Becca with one hand with his strong muscles, as if lifting a small factor.
"Don't struggle, you have a dark memory in your heart that is disturbing your emotions and personality, like a gangrene on the level of the heart, which prevents you from building any long-term stable defense line in your will."
The captain said in a long voice as he walked towards the position where the vampire Batman was guarded:
"So if I'm going to do a reflex tactic aimed at you, it's my best bet to start with the mind distraction side, I've spotted your weakness and you're barely covering it well.
It's a fatal mistake, and it's where you're weaker than the other Wonder Woman, and even the crazy Queen of War is much better than you in this regard.
Not to mention my Diana, who has no shortcomings in all aspects of mediocre but balanced development, although I don't want to admit it, but you, the specialized Wonder Woman, are now the weakest among them in my opinion.
So, go ahead, name the things that you've been running away from in your mind, and you know that the only way to overcome fear is to face it."
"Shut up!"
The woman in white, who endured the oppression and torture of the Truth Lasso at the level of will, gritted her teeth and scolded, Mason glanced at her, and easily knotted the end of the Truth Lasso in his hand into a strange knot.
It's like a switch, so that some hidden inscriptions on this golden lasso are activated, which not only multiplies the effect of restraint and makes the body of the woman in white curl up, but also makes the power of coercion at the spiritual level increase rapidly.
An inappropriate analogy, before turning on the "hidden mode", it was the hammer forty forty pounding the heart, and now it is the sledgehammer eighty eighty awaken the sleeping mind.
The genuine lasso doesn't have this effect, but after the Mason family has improved the blueprint, the effect is naturally different.
This is a qualitative change brought about by the skill of a super craftsman.
"Say it."
Mason gently persuaded:
"I've had a lot of enemies, I've seen all kinds of people, and I'm sure you're not a determined person, so don't grit your teeth and pretend to be a tough guy.
I have bad news for you, the rope in my hand can also activate the 'Overload Mode', which can increase the oppression and restraint several times at the cost of its own breakage.
You may think it's good if you grit your teeth and push it over, but I have good news. β
The captain unpacked his bags and grabbed a handful of at least six Lassoes of the same specification under the desperate gaze of Ms. Becca, and he also took out a black and gold "hidden model" from it and shook it in front of the eyes of the woman in white, explaining:
"This thing is called the 'Lasso of Submission', a gift from the Queen of War's drawings, and it has the opposite effect of the Lasso of Shingon, and once you wear it, you lose yourself.
With the willpower you're showing so far, you're basically guaranteed to do whatever I tell you to do. So, Uncle Da's daughter-in-law, you don't want to let yourself fall into that unseemly situation, right?
Or do you want to try out the feeling of having an extra 'master' out of thin air? β
"Enough!"
Ms. Becca couldn't listen anymore.
She realized that she had no capital to resist in front of the young man in front of her, and seeing Mason pick up her black Apocalypse Saber and play with it in the palm of her hand, she took a deep breath and said in a tone that she couldn't love:
"I am the princess of the new Creation Star, where the ruler Heavenly Father is my grandfather, and we and the Apocalypse have maintained a long war and confrontation since the Great Schism.
But my grandfather and Darkseid both sensed the changes in the source of the universe for a certain period of time, and they realized that such an internal war could not continue, so they planned to end the war and join forces against the changes on the cosmic level on the grounds of the same father's bloodline.
They would have wanted to exchange each other's children, but I am already the youngest child of the Father and I am also an adult, so it is obviously no longer appropriate to do this kind of proton exchange.
So they had a marriage.
Me and Darkseid's child, Orion, my poor husband.
I did not refuse this arrangement, not because I was a young girl, nor because I obeyed my grandfather's words, but because I was still naΓ―ve at the time, I wanted to see peace come and was willing to sacrifice for it.
Even if the victim was myself, even if it was more like a sacrifice. β
Speaking of which, Ms. Becca is clearly caught in some sort of traumatic state of touching painful memories of the past.
Her body trembled as she could easily kill a Tyrannosaurus rex, and it seemed that the touch of the past made her feel extremely frightened and tormented, and her eyes became hollow, which meant that her story would usher in a tragic turn.
Mason waited patiently without urging, and after a few seconds, as they approached the alley defended by two cuties, Becca finally spoke again, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Everything was going well, and I met Orion for the first time in a meeting between the two sides, and I thought I would meet a savage man as brutal and furious as Darkseid, but he was more gentlemanly and handsome than I could have imagined.
I thought it was just a disguise.
After all, the descriptions of the Apocalypse that I was taught as a child were all associated with barbarism, destruction, and darkness.
But it turned out I was wrong.
Orion didn't pretend to be himself, he was just like me as an 'outlier' of his own race, and the night before the wedding he broke the sacred rules and came to me for a private meeting.
He took me to the most beautiful crystal forest in the hellish Apocalypse, where he apologized to me.
He thought I was forced.
He even prepared a gift for me in advance, inquired about my preferences and looked for a craftsman to forge a sword for me to replace the weak ring as a gift for a marriage proposal.
He was a child of Darkseid, born of darkness, but he was gentler than my brothers and uncles who harbored evil intentions.
I fell. β
Becca lowered her head, no longer struggling, even though the memories of the past mixed with pain brought tears to her eyes.
She said intermittently:
"I knew I had met the best partner I could find in my life, and I made a pact with him that I would do everything in my power to reconcile the two worlds, even if I already knew about my grandfather's plan at that time.
There is no peace at all!
It's just a hell of a despicable assassination, and I'm the bait thrown by the new Founders, and in our tradition, no weapons are allowed at sacred weddings, but my people are secretly prepared.
I didn't tell Orion all this, I couldn't tell him that we were preparing to kill his father, and I couldn't choose between my clan and love, so I could only ask my grandfather to spare my husband.
He agreed.
Then he broke his promise.
In the final moments of the wedding, when everyone was applauding and anticipating the peace to come, he launched a sneak attack on his brother Darkseid.
Blood and death enveloped my wedding in an instant, and what was supposed to be the happiest moment of my life became my nightmare.
I pulled Orion to run as hard as I could, trying to get him out of the wrong place, but if I had a duty to my people, he had his insistence, even if he knew he would die.
Then he died in my arms, at the hands of someone whom he should have called a father.
Even before he died, I could see in his eyes the expectation of peace and the consternation at reality, the death of an upright man and the death of an idealist.
I killed them.
It was the wife he had just fallen in love with that killed him. Are you satisfied? β
The tearful woman in white raised her head and stared at Mason with an empty and dead look, and she asked expressionlessly:
"Did you feel happy to poke open the wound in my heart and see my blood all over the ground?"
"Not really."
Mason shrugged his shoulders, and as he wiped his tears from the tears of the playful ooze monster who made a cameo appearance in "The Jailer", he whispered:
"I just feel sorry for it, it's never a happy thing for a pioneer who wants to make a change to die in the middle of a despicable conspiracy.
But I'm curious, you just let them go?
Did you choose to flee instead of resisting? β
"Are you still expecting me to kill my own relatives and grandfather?"
Becca sneered:
"And I don't have to do anything, without the resources of the Apocalypse, my grandfather alone can't fight against the changes in the source of the universe.
Although we reside in the fourth dimension and are not affected by the shock, the strong tremors of the cosmic heart that are triggered as the impact accelerates will affect our dimension much earlier than the attack on the physical world.
My grandfather thought that killing his brother would reunite the two kingdoms, but he ignored that Apocalypse's rule was based on power and obedience.
It has been a tradition of the Apocalypse to have a tyrant rule the world.
Even beyond tradition.
His set of things is of no use to the people of the Apocalypse, unless he makes himself a tyrant, but that means he will lose the support of his people, so I don't have to do anything but sit on the sidelines.
Fate will punish itself, and at the end of death there will be judgment.
Right now
Hehe, now they may all be stardust in the dark sea of stars, I don't comment on that. β
"It's not like a Wonder Woman can speak."
Mason frowned and complained:
"Shouldn't you be thinking about how you can help your people survive the danger of extinction? After all, they didn't cause your tragedy.
Even if the Father is at fault, it would be good for him to die alone, and the people are always innocent. β
In response, Becca chose to remain silent.
It can be seen that although this woman in white is completely different from Wonder Woman in other fields, she does inherit the absolute characteristics of the title of Wonder Woman in terms of hard mouth and soft heart.
To put it nicely, it's good, and if it's not good, it's always a little indecisive in a non-combat state, of course, this is not a weakness, because Wonder Woman who enters the combat state is definitely a killing machine.
"Smack"
Lady Becca, bound by the lasso of the truth, is thrown into the alley, just in time to stay with the kidnapped vampire Batman, the relationship between the two teammates is not very good, but the two of them are speechless, and they both see the embarrassment in each other's eyes.
"It's just one superman."
Mason rubbed his chin and said to the little cutie Hallie, who was on a baseball bat with a psychic interferator next to him, and let the little radar spin around his head:
"I'm already looking forward to the misplaced and wonderful life of this Superman, and I'm going to record this story and bring it back to Dachao, Lord and Zod.
They're definitely going to be as wonderful as I am. β
"Click"
There was a strange crisp sound in his palm, and in Becca's stunned gaze, the indestructible Apocalypse Sword that he had used for more than ten years was disassembled in Mason's hand.
Of course, it was not the disassembly of the blade, but the gem-shaped structure on the hilt that contained the shaped mother box.
"Very delicate and creative, it seems that the new gods of the Apocalypse have entered a new stage of in-depth research into the Mother Box, which will definitely help me understand and learn a lot."
The captain looked at the special jewel-shaped mother box in front of him, and in a matter of seconds he had the blueprints for the crafting of the thing, and his engineering skills allowed him to make it effortlessly.
But for a craftsman like Mason, simple production can no longer satisfy his excellence in this area.
He's going to improve it, to give his Cosmic Main Power Armor, which is nothing but flight-free and fast-moving, to give it one last upgrade, or to add this cute gadget to all of his weapons and gear.
A rough blueprint for the upgrade has been sketched out in mind.
Soon, however, Mason found some unique information data from the Xenomorph Motherbox's information collection device, and he frowned and plugged the decoder into it, and after four language decoding conversions, the information inside was finally deciphered.
It was a list of tasks belonging to the Conqueror's Twelve Sequence, directly from the Arbitral Tribunal, issued by the Dead Ghost Old A, a special task that had been given seven days earlier.
Ask the Twelfth Garrison in Hope to scout some special areas to find active local rebels.
Lao A even thoughtfully marked three suspicious locations for the twelve sequences.
"What do you want!"
The captain blinked, he flicked the jewel-shaped mother box in his hand, turned his head and kissed Harley on the forehead, and said:
"It's time for us to go, cuties, let's go meet the local rebels for a while, I hope to get some information from them that will help us in our operations.
And I'm sure I'll get it. β
"What about these two guys?"
Harley did not resist this sewer adventure, she pointed to the two prisoners in front of her and asked, Mason shrugged his shoulders and said:
"Of course you bring them, you can't just let them go, can you? Hasn't the Lord come yet? If I give up halfway through fishing, won't I become an Air Force guy? β
(End of chapter)