Crimson Embers Chapter 5 Yo? I just beat up Uncle Ta's daughter-in-law? Will the Dark Lord come to slash me soon?
Mason looked at the Wonder Woman in white in front of him with strange eyes.
From the latter's weapon style and fighting method, he guessed that this guy should be related to the New Protoss. After all, being able to use the unique Apocalypse Mother Box technology so well requires more than just long-term practice. This technology developed for the New Protoss can only be perfectly mastered by them.
Cyborg and Old Man also have Mother Boxes, but they have a hard time teleporting. How can they use short-distance, no-CD teleportation as a tactic like the red-haired, blue-eyed girl in front of them?
But the facts prove that he has a powerful background.
Just the sentence "My husband's father is Darkseid" was enough to shock Mason for a hundred years. It also made the captain, who always had a rich associative ability, immediately realize that some background of the hometown of the heroine in front of him had also undergone a great deviation.
Just like the vampire Batman Kirk and their big three team, the Kryptonian Superman has not yet appeared.
"I'm beginning to be interested in your story."
Mason grabbed the Lasso of Truth, and in the glimmer of light from the object in his hand, he said to the bound woman in white in front of him:
"I'm taking you to meet your teammates now. Perhaps you can tell me your origins on the way?"
"I have no interest in telling a stranger about my past."
The lady in white immediately chose to refuse.
Those were the oldest memories that she had buried in her heart and the ones she was unwilling to touch. Even if she wanted to confide in them, she could only talk to those close to her, not to a strange guy who tied her up in a shameful way.
Hello!
Don't think that I don't know what this binding method is just because I'm from the New Gods! I have also systematically studied the traditional culture of the Earth!
In the face of the white lady's refusal, Mason shrugged and signaled Kevin to lift her from the ground, then tightened the Lasso of Truth, causing Ms. Becca to scream.
"Although I used a question, I'm not begging you. You new gods are really slow in this regard. Maybe it's because you are born strong that you rarely need to use your brain to survive?"
Mason snorted, and Kevin beside him twisted his body proudly and turned into the appearance of the kind-hearted Thanos. He used his strong muscles to lift Becca with one hand, as if he was lifting a small element.
"Don't struggle. There is a dark memory in your heart that is interfering with your emotions and personality. It is like gangrene on the spiritual level, making it impossible for you to establish any long-term and stable defense in your will."
The captain walked towards the place where the vampire Batman was being guarded and said in a long voice:
"So if I want to make a reaction tactic against you, starting with mind interference is my best choice. I have discovered your weakness, and you have hardly covered it up well.
This is a fatal mistake, and it is also where you are weaker than other Wonder Women. Even the crazy War Queen is much better than you in this regard.
Not to mention my Diana, who is mediocre in all aspects but well-balanced without any shortcomings. Although I don't want to admit it, you, the specialized Wonder Woman, are now the weakest among them in my opinion.
So, speak up, speak out what you have been avoiding in your heart, and know that the only way to overcome fear is to face it..."
“Shut…Shut up!”
The heroine in white, who was enduring the oppression and torture of the Lasso of Truth on the level of will, gritted her teeth and yelled. Mason glanced at her and tied the end of the Lasso of Truth in his hand into a strange knot.
It was like a switch that activated some hidden inscriptions on the golden lasso, which not only multiplied the restraint effect and made the white-clothed heroine curl up into a ball, but also rapidly enhanced the power of interrogation at the spiritual level .
An inappropriate metaphor. Before the "hidden mode" was turned on, it was like a small hammer hitting the heart at forty-forty times, and now it is like a big hammer hitting eighty-eighty times to awaken the sleeping soul.
The original lasso does not have this effect, but after the Mason family improved the production blueprint, the effect is naturally different.
This is a qualitative change brought about by the skills of super craftsmen.
"Go ahead."
Mason persuaded gently:
"I have encountered many enemies and all kinds of people. I am sure that if you are not a determined person, don't grit your teeth and pretend to be a tough guy.
I have some 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 consuming its own damage.
You may think you can just grit your teeth and bear it, but I have good news."
The captain opened his bag and, under Ms. Becca's desperate gaze, casually grabbed at least six Lassoes of the same specifications. He also took out a black and gold "hidden version" from among them and shook it in front of the white-clothed heroine, explaining:
"This thing is called the 'Submission Lasso'. It comes from the blueprint gift from the Queen of War. It has the opposite effect to the Truth Lasso. Once you put it on, you will lose yourself.
With the willpower you have shown so far, you can basically guarantee that you will do whatever I ask you to do... So, Uncle Da's daughter-in-law, you don't want to let yourself fall into that undignified situation, right?
Or do you want to try out the feeling of having a 'master' appear out of nowhere?"
“That’s enough!”
Ms. Becca couldn't listen any more.
She realized that she had no chance of resisting the young man in front of her. Seeing Mason picking up her black sword of apocalypse and playing with it in his hand, she took a deep breath and said in a tone of despair:
"I am the princess of the New Genesis Planet. The ruler there, Skyfather, is my grandfather. We have been engaged in a long war and confrontation with Apokolips since the Great Schism.
But my grandfather and Darkseid both sensed the changes in the origin of the universe at a certain time. They realized that such a war of internal friction could not continue, so they planned to end the war on the grounds of their bloodline from the same father and join forces to fight against the changes at the cosmic level.
They originally wanted to exchange their children, but since I was already the youngest offspring of Heavenly Father and an adult, it was obviously no longer appropriate to carry out this proton exchange.
So they held a marriage.
Me and Darkseid's child, Orion, my poor husband.
I did not reject this arrangement, not because I was a young girl in love, nor because I obeyed my grandfather's orders, but because I was still very naive at that time and wanted to see the arrival of peace and was willing to make sacrifices for it.
Even if the victim is myself, even if it is more like a sacrifice."
At this point, Ms. Becca was clearly in a state of psychological trauma caused by touching painful memories of the past.
Her body, which could easily kill a Tyrannosaurus Rex, was trembling, as if touching it made her feel immense fear and torture. Her eyes also became empty, which meant that her story would take a tragic turn.
Mason waited patiently without urging him. After a few seconds, as they approached the alleyway guarded by the two little cuties, Becca finally spoke again, saying in a hoarse voice:
"Everything was going well. I met Orion for the first time during the meeting between the two parties. I thought I would meet a savage man as brutal and violent as Darkseid, but he was more gentlemanly and handsome than I had imagined.
I thought it was just a disguise.
After all, the descriptions of the Apocalypse people in the education I received since childhood were all associated with barbarism, destruction and darkness.
But it turned out I was wrong.
Orion did not disguise himself. Like me, he was an "outlier" in our respective groups. The night before the wedding, he broke the sacred rules and came to meet me in private.
He took me to the most beautiful crystal forest in the hellish Apocalypse, and told me his apologies there.
He thought I was forced.
He even prepared a gift for me in advance, found out my preferences and found a craftsman to forge a sword for me to replace the weak ring as a proposal gift.
Although he is the child of Darkseid and was born in darkness, he is gentler than my brothers and uncles who harbor evil intentions.
I fell.”
Becca lowered her head and stopped struggling, even though the memories of the good things in the past mixed with the pain made her burst into tears.
She said intermittently:
"I knew I had met the best partner I could ever find in my life, and I made a promise with him that I would do my best to promote the reconciliation of the two worlds, even though I already knew my grandfather's plan at that time.
There is no peace at all!
This was just a despicable assassination plot, and I was the bait thrown by the New Founding Star. According to our tradition, no weapons can be carried at a sacred wedding, but my people have already made secret preparations.
I didn't tell Orion all this. I couldn't tell him that we were preparing to kill his father. I couldn't make a choice between my people and my love. I could only pray that my grandfather would let my husband go.
He agreed.
Then he broke his promise.
Just when the wedding was at its final moments and everyone was applauding and looking forward to the coming peace, he launched a sneak attack on his brother Darkseid.
Blood and death instantly shrouded my wedding, and what should have been the happiest moment of my life became my nightmare.
I pulled Orion and ran as fast as I could, wanting him to leave this dangerous place, but I had a responsibility to my people and he also had his own persistence, so he still went back even though he knew it was a dead end.
And then he died in my arms, at the hands of the man he should have called father.
Even before his death, I could still see in his eyes the hope for peace and the shock at the reality. An upright man died, an idealist died.
I killed them.
It was the wife he had just fallen in love with who killed him...Are you satisfied?"
The tearful lady in white raised her head and stared at Mason with empty and dead eyes. She asked expressionlessly:
"Does it make you happy to poke the wound in my heart and see my blood flowing all over the ground?"
"No."
Mason shrugged, and as the slime monster who played the guest role of "jailer" wiped his tears, he whispered:
"I just feel sorry. It is never a happy thing for a pioneer who wants to make changes to die in a despicable political conspiracy.
But I'm curious, did you just let them go?
You chose to flee instead of fighting?"
"Are you still expecting me to kill my relatives and grandfather?"
Becca sneered:
"And I don't have to do anything. Without the resources of Apocalypse, my grandfather alone can't resist the changes in the source of the universe.
Although we live in the fourth dimension and are not affected by the impact, the strong tremors of the heart of the universe caused by the accelerated impact will affect our dimension earlier than the attack on the material world.
My grandfather thought that by killing his brother he could unite the two kingdoms, but he overlooked that the rule of Apokolips is based on might and obedience.
It is a tradition on Apokolips that the world is ruled by a tyrant.
Even beyond tradition.
His tactics are of no use to the people of 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 watch.
Fate will punish you, and at the end of death there will be judgment.
Now……
Haha, now they may all become stardust in the dark sea of stars, I have no comment on this."
"That's not something Wonder Woman would say."
Mason frowned and complained:
"Shouldn't you be thinking about how to help your people avoid the crisis of world destruction? After all, your tragedy was not caused by them.
Even if the Father is wrong, he should die alone, the people are always innocent. "
In response, Becca chose to remain silent.
It can be seen that although this lady in white is completely different from Wonder Women in other areas, she has indeed inherited the absolute characteristics of the title of Wonder Woman in terms of being hard on the outside but soft on the inside.
To put it nicely, she is kind; to put it bluntly, she is always a little indecisive when not in combat. Of course, this is not a weakness, because Wonder Woman when she enters combat mode can definitely be called a killing machine.
"Snap"
Ms. Becca, who was tied up with the Lasso of Truth, was thrown into the alley, where she happened to be with the kidnapped vampire Batman. The relationship between these two teammates was not very good, but at this moment they looked at each other in silence and saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.
"All we need is a superman."
Mason stroked his chin and said to the cute little Harley who was leaning on a baseball bat and wearing a mind interferer and letting the little radar rotate around on her forehead:
"I'm already looking forward to this Superman's misplaced and wonderful life. I'm going to record this story and tell it to Superman, the Master, Zod and the others.
They will definitely say it’s as amazing as I am.”
"Click"
There was a strange crisp sound in the palm of his hand, and under Becca's astonished gaze, the indestructible Sword of Apocalypse that she had used for more than ten years was disassembled in Mason's hand.
Of course, it is not the blade that is disassembled, but the gem-shaped structure on the hilt that contains the alien mother box.
"It's very ingenious and creative. It seems that the New Gods of Apocalypse have entered a new stage of in-depth research on the Mother Box. This will definitely be of great benefit to my understanding and learning of it."
The captain placed the special gem-shaped mother box in front of his eyes and looked at it. Within a few seconds, he got the production drawings of this thing. His superb engineering skills allowed him to make it effortlessly.
But for a great craftsman like Mason, simple production can no longer satisfy his pursuit of perfection in this area.
He planned to improve it to make a final upgrade to his Universe Master Power Armor which was good in every way except that it couldn't fly or move quickly, or to add this cute thing to all his weapons and equipment.
A general upgrade blueprint has been outlined in my mind.
But soon, Mason found some unique information data from the information collection device of this alien mother box. He frowned and connected the decoder into it. After four language decoding conversions, the information inside was finally deciphered.
It was a task list belonging to the Conqueror Twelve Sequence, which came directly from the Arbitration Tribunal. The person who issued it was the dead old A. It was a special task issued seven days ago.
The Twelfth Sequence's garrisons in Hope City were asked to check certain special areas to find active local resistance forces.
Old A even thoughtfully marked three suspicious locations in the twelve sequences.
"Whatever you think will come true!"
The captain blinked his eyes, flicked the gem-shaped mother box in his hand, turned his head and kissed Harley on the forehead, and said:
"It's time for us to get going, my dears. Let's go meet the local resistance forces. I hope to get some information from them that will be helpful to our operation.
And I am sure that I can achieve my goal.”
"Where are these two guys?"
Harley was not opposed to this sewer adventure. She pointed at the two prisoners in front of her and asked. Mason shrugged and said:
"Of course I'll take them with me. We can't just let them go like this, right? The real boss hasn't come yet. If I give up fishing halfway, wouldn't I be a fly-by-night?"
