(Happy Holidays, Treasures!) ）

"Is that the Luthor of your world?"

On the outskirts of the Underground Resistance's arsenal, Mason waited for the killer sent by Luther to kill the Mouth with the Pistol of Destiny in hand, and while constantly reloading to trigger Lucky Law's fire boost, he asked the vampire Batman and Miss Becca, who were still bound next to him:

"When I called out his identity and coerced him to show his true face, I could clearly see the surprise on your face, you had seen him before, right?

I haven't asked you how you joined the Conquerors? Is it because your world has been destroyed? ”

"That's Luther."

Compared to Ms. Becca's stubbornness, the vampire lord Kirk is much wiser.

Instead of answering Mason's question with silence, he explained in a hoarse voice:

"We didn't have much contact with him, but in his hometown he was the official chief scientist, the president's chief of staff, in charge of a series of covert projects, the head and commander of the official special forces unit, a high-ranking and mysterious anomaly.

We didn't have a long heroic career, and we only worked with him a handful of times.

We thought he was dead.

After the Council killed President Amanda Waller and launched a brutal purge of the world's official organization, it would be difficult for someone of his background to escape reckoning.

But it turns out that Lex Luthor's name for genius is not a boast, and if the rebels here are really his leaders, then he came to the world of Council headquarters even before we do.

As for our world.

Instead of perishing, it was listed as a garden world, which was a quid pro quo for us to join the conquistadors. ”

"What about time?"

Mason nodded in satisfaction with the result of six shimmering bouncings on the body of the gun after the bullet in his hand was replaced, and this was the first time he had randomly reached full state since he got this karma pistol.

He put the pistol back into his waist and asked the vampire lord again:

"When did all this happen? I've heard that Twelfth Sequence is the latest formation, and compared to the other Conqueror Sequences, you don't even have a complete system and enough cannon fodder, and you're still acting as a squad. ”

"Two years ago."

Ms. Becca snorted and said:

"To be precise, two years and three months ago, we first served in the fourth sequence of superhero units led by Thunder, which was a mixed sub-sequence, and it was a little more powerful than the biochemical brutes of the Cleaner Legion.

It took us five months to get promoted, and in the sixth month we were given the opportunity to build our army alone, but unfortunately our captain was not a man who liked to fight in large legions, so the formation of the Twelfth Sequence has been tepid.

But I've heard that three months ago, that idiot died in a war in some super-A world, along with his fourth sequence.

It's a good death!

That's what you did, right? Mason Cooper. ”

"Yes, I did."

The captain nodded and replied as if chatting:

"Hero is also an evil alien to Batman, and I thought your Superman would get along well with him, but I know from your performance that you have a lot of conflicts with him.

Maybe you should thank me for helping you take out a nasty guy. But your ability to change the subject is too low, so let's continue to talk about your Luther, shall we?

I don't think a wanted criminal who has been hunted down can come to the main world of the Council of Hope so easily, and still have a good resistance here, and at the same time get so many dangerous explosives. ”

Mason paused, he stared at the vampire Batman, and said:

"Those explosives come from a remarkable background, and luckily I'm a decent engineer with a lot of research on explosives, and I can tell you clearly that they're the standard explosives used by the Council Conqueror sequence.

The model is derived from the Kree Empire's armed sequence, and as far as I know, the Sixth Sequence of the Conquerors was commanded by Ronan the Accuser.

So I can make a reasonable guess that your Luthor was able to hide and plot something big here because he was secretly aided by the Sixth Sequence.

He has struck a strategic alliance with a conquistador's commander, but new problems arise.

With Ronan's overlord character, if Luthor didn't have enough capital, he wouldn't have been able to suppress all this, so. Let's guess how did your Luthor convince the Sixth Sequence of the Conquerors to join him in planning and advancing the Stauffenberg bombing of the Dark Ages?

Isn't it really because of ideals and hopes and the call of the future? ”

Mason speaks with a staring eye at the vampire Batman, who has a very evasive gaze and does not have the unblinking trait of other lords who lie.

This probably stems from his unique identity as a scientist.

But this evasive and silent is not to mention the ghostly captain, and even Ms. Becca, who inherited the name of Wonder Woman and thus has the trait of being reckless and not good at thinking, senses that something is wrong.

Especially when Mason has already spoken a complete logical chain herself, she also realizes that the twelfth sequence she is in does not seem to be as "loyal" as it seems.

"You're helping your captain hide some important information."

Mason said in a deep voice:

"As I expected, your captain Superman trusts you and sees you as your right-hand man, and I guess it's not just because I've been to Old A's graveyard that you're risking your life tonight to track me down.

You're afraid I'll reveal what you're trying to hide. But the truth is, you don't have to worry so much at all, I am a companion with you.

At least when it comes to overthrowing the rule of the Council, we are united in our goal. ”

The vampire lord still didn't answer, and his super keen sense as a vampire allowed him to catch the movement at the end of the tunnel.

Mason certainly felt it, too.

He saw himself being shot in the head by a heat ray in the next moment, and then easily dodged outward, dodging the scorching laser beam that was shooting at the back of his head and returning the color.

The Dark Laser Pig Charm clasped in the palm of his hand, and Mason's eyes shot lasers red, slicing through two cool and complex paths in the air before hitting the figure flying behind him with precision.

The bombardment, which was fully activated by the spell, halted the latter's flying charge, and one of them flipped and landed on the floor of the tunnel as the impact resisted.

He straightened up, his hands in his pockets, and looked at Mason in front of him.

The captain let go of his hand, letting the twelve charms in his pocket levitate and form a rotating ring behind his head, and he turned to draw his gun and look at the person behind him.

A black and blue retro trench coat covers the black suit, and there is a belt around the waist that is also retro when stepping on armed boots, and there is no exaggerated suit cloak like other supermen, just like a tall clothes rack, taking the indifferent style route of a stylish male uncle.

Completely different from Clark and other Supermen, but somewhat similar to Zod, he has a well-groomed beard and short hair that looks smart and full of power.

This guy stood on the edge of the darkness, seemingly relaxed, but in fact accumulating his strength, causing the small stones scattered around him to levitate due to the gravitational imbalance caused by the convergence of power.

"I'm really tired of seeing Superman's style of dressing, the kind of design that highlights the divine feeling of the gods on earth, although classic, but that's what I see.

So when I saw you, it dawned on me that maybe I should give my Superman friends a little advice on outfits and styles. ”

Mason looked up and down at the silent Superman in front of him.

He commented on the tailor's obsession with clothing design:

"This outfit makes you look more like a person, a melancholy, closed, dark person, you must have experienced unimaginable encounters for ordinary people, which gives you a kind of melancholy that fits the style of clothing very well, melancholy?

But your paternal genetic template isn't from Joe Eyre, right?

This face gave me a glimpse of what my friend Farl Zodd looked like after middle age, and it's no exaggeration to say that if he could be as handsome as you, then Kara wouldn't want to leave him for the rest of her life.

Best of all, the two of you also have the same temperament, maybe I should introduce you two to each other? ”

"Yes."

Superman on the other side showed an uncle's smile and said:

"When you survive, I'll be happy to meet your friends."

After saying that, he accelerated and rushed over, and that strong momentum came towards him.

Unlike the other Supermen, there is no indecision characteristic of Clark, nor the cold and tough nature of Lord Super, nor the isolation of Zod because of his own experience.

This Superman in front of him is different from other Kryptonians.

He seems to be a combination of General Zod and Joe Al, with a domineering aura that perfectly matches the strong strength, just judging from the energy level of the power release, this guy's combat power under normal conditions should be about the same as the lord Chao.

Unbeatable!

The captain immediately made a judgment, and at the same time as the power of the twelve spells was released, the fate pistol in his hand raised and aim, and the trigger was pulled.

"Hide!"

The vampire lord roared.

He really suffered the big loss of this "strange gun", so shouting to dodge is obviously not to let his captain dodge the bullet with a flexible reaction, there seems to be a heart between Batman and Superman, and the trench coat that killed him turned a 90° turn in the air, instantly shattering the ground.

This caused Mason's aim to lose its target in an instant, and unfortunately, a white light appeared in the captain's eyes, apparently activating the Isu sense of time.

The six bullets of the Unknown Prophet were fired in front of the trench coat Chao, and this time it took effect not only because of the simple law of cause and effect, but also when the law of luck was fully effective, each of Mason's bullets had effects such as [Scorching Ignite], [Frozen Fragmentation], [Splitting and Shooting], [Poisonous Heart-Eater], [Nuclear Burst], and [Energy Collision].

This is the strongest state of this pistol, and the moment the six bullets are fired, the body of the pistol enters overheating and cannot be fired again.

However, this is enough.

The bullets wrapped around the red, blue, yellow, green, gray, and purple beams sealed the trench coat with full-coverage firepower at the moment of discharge, so that he who had already rushed out of the ground had no choice but to resist the bullets of the power of these six miniature nuclear bombs.

Six continuous explosions completely tore apart the silence of the night in Hope City, and in the cover of the brilliant beams of light that erupted in the air, the captain even had to reach out and cover his eyes to avoid being blinded by the bright light.

"Puff"

A few seconds later, the finely dressed trench coat smashed into the tunnel that had been lifted through most of the top floor with the smoke of the whole body's heat, and it was as if he had been thrown into hot water and boiled.

The whole body is bleeding and the energy is disturbed.

There was also a strange black substance swimming in the bursting veins on the gray face, and it was obvious that although the trench coat was strong, it still couldn't avoid the pain points common to all Kryptonians.

The weak demon is their common Achilles' heel.

The six heavy blows of such multiple compound attacks were too much for the mighty Kryptonite to resist, but it was indeed a little short of wanting his life, and he struggled to get up, only to be knocked out head-on by a punch from the flashing Mason.

The captain's body pressed down, and he pressed the trench coat to the ground in a dangerous kneeling position, and then was smashed into the water by the counterattacking superman's punch, but the next moment he reappeared, and the four melee Masons also jumped out with axes and forks to suppress the weak trench coat in place.

After the captain reconstructed the body of water, he took out a silver short stick from his combat belt in a timely manner, and stabbed crystal war spears at both ends of his wrist rotation, and the tip of the oily green purified kryptonite spear pierced downward, and it was against the body of the four Assassin Master Masons who were struggling on the ground with special bat locks and limbs.

The faint light of the green kryptonite reflected in his eyes, which also made the trench coat Chao's struggle stop.

The weakening of this thing is not as obvious as that of other Kryptonians, but the twelve spells that are still suspended behind the captain are also flashing with concentrated energy, and as long as he continues to struggle, even if the green kryptonite can't stop him, the full force of the blow from the Black Strange Transmission is enough to seriously injure this dark superman on the spot and even near death.

If you want to fight a Kryptonite, you have to go to the energy confrontation side.

It's really more than him, it's pure death, although Mason also has the main power of the universe in this regard, so he can undoubtedly win easily, but it can be done in a simple way, there is no need to use this kind of strength means.

After all, the Cosmic Main Power Armor needs to be overhauled after every use, which is also very time-consuming.

As for drinking superhuman medicine for a hearty hand-to-hand fight?

Forget it.

The repeated use of millions of stellar potions has left a psychological shadow on Mason, and he can not do such a thing as taking drugs and fighting a war.

"I have a lot of battle-tested anti-superman tactics."

Mason pressed against the trench coat, and he tilted his head and said to him:

"But you obviously don't have a complete anti-Mason tactic, so this result isn't actually a surprise, right? I'm guessing your Batman never told you to never date someone from the Bats.

You should have sneak attacked.

That will increase your win rate by at least 10 percent, which is still no more than 15% but not zero. I'm going to let you go now, and you'd better not be impulsive, lest things get to a very awkward point. ”

The captain stood up and withdrew the two-headed hunting spear that glowed green, and with a wave of his hand, the vampire Batman and Ms. Becca, who were restrained in the deformed Morbius chair, were released.

But the two of them couldn't choose to hurt people at this time, in addition to being very weak by Mason's potion, but also because the elegant wild phoenix Fawkes would be standing above the Möbius chair, trimming his beautiful feathers with his beak, while staring at the two of them with his cunning black onyx-like eyes.

It's basically to the extent that the slightest change will kill you immediately.

"We need to talk about the conspiracy between you and Luthor's rebels and the Sixth Sequence."

Mason stepped aside, reached out and popped out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lit it with a lights-out lighter, spat out the smoke ring, and said to the triumvirate in front of him:

"Or you can help me contact Luther, and it would be better if I could meet him in person."

(End of chapter)