Crimson Embers Chapter 7: Of all the superheroes I know, you have the best taste in clothes
"Is that your world's Luther?"
Outside the underground resistance army's arsenal, Mason held the Destiny Pistol in his hand and waited for the killer sent by Luther to silence him. While constantly changing bullets to trigger the firepower enhancement of the Law of Luck, he asked the vampire Batman and Ms. Becca who were still bound beside him:
“When I called out his identity and forced him to reveal his true face, I could clearly see the surprise on your faces. You have met him before, right?
I haven't asked you how you joined the Conquerors? Was it because your world was destroyed?"
"That's Luther."
Compared to Ms. Becca's stubbornness, the vampire master Kirk seems much wiser.
He did not answer Mason's question with silence, but explained in a hoarse voice:
“We didn’t have much contact with him. In his hometown, he was the official chief scientist and chief of staff to the president. He was in charge of a series of secret projects and the head and commander of the official special forces. He was in a high position and extremely mysterious.
We only worked with him a few times in our not-so-long heroic career.
We thought he was dead.
After the Council killed President Amanda Waller and launched a brutal purge of official organizations throughout the world, it would be difficult for someone with his deep background to escape the reckoning.
But it turns out that Lex Luthor's reputation as a genius is not an exaggeration. If he is really the leader of the resistance here, then he came to the world of the Council headquarters even earlier than us.
As for our world...
It was not destroyed, but was listed as a Garden World in exchange for our joining the Conquerors."
"What time?"
Mason nodded in satisfaction as he saw the bullet in the magazine in his hand flicker six times on the gun body after the bullet was replaced. This was the first time he had randomly reached full status since he got the causal pistol.
He put the pistol back into his waist and asked the vampire master again:
"When did all this happen? I heard that the 12th Sequence was the newest one. Compared with the other Conqueror Sequences, you don't even have a complete system or enough cannon fodder. You are still operating in small teams."
"Two years ago."
Ms. Becca snorted and said:
"To be precise, two years and three months ago, we first served in the fourth-order superhero force led by the hero. It was a mixed lower-order order, only slightly more powerful than the biochemical barbarians of the Cleaner Corps.
It took us five months to be promoted, and in the sixth month we got the opportunity to build our own army. Unfortunately, our captain was not a person who liked fighting with a large army, so the formation of the twelfth sequence has been lukewarm.
But I did hear that three months ago, that idiot Xiao Xiong died along with his Fourth Sequence in a war in a Beyond Grade A world.
What a good death!
That's what you did, right? Mason Cooper. "
"Yes, I did it."
The captain nodded and replied as if chatting:
"The Tyrant is also an evil alter ego of Batman. I thought your Superman could get along well with him, but from your performance I know you have a lot of conflicts with him.
Maybe you should thank me for helping you kill a nasty guy. But your ability to change the subject is too poor, let's continue talking about your Luther, right?
I don't think a wanted criminal could come to the main world of the Council of Hope so easily and thrive here, forming a strong resistance army and getting so many dangerous explosives."
Mason paused, stared at the vampire Batman, and said:
"Those explosives have an extraordinary origin, and luckily I'm a pretty good engineer and I know a lot about explosives. I can tell you clearly that they are the standard explosives used by the Council's Conqueror Sequence.
Its model comes from the armed sequence of the Kree Empire, and as far as I know, the Conqueror Sixth Sequence is commanded by Ronan the Accuser.
So can I make a reasonable guess that your Luther can hide here and plan big things because he secretly got help from the Sixth Sequence?
He reached a strategic alliance with a conqueror commander, but new problems arose.
Given Ronan's domineering personality, if Luther didn't have enough capital, he wouldn't have been able to do all this, so... let us guess, how did your Luther convince the Conqueror Sixth Sequence to plan and promote the "Stauffenberg Explosion" in the Dark Ages with him?
It can't be that it's really because of the ideals, hopes and the call of the future, right? "
Mason stared into the eyes of the vampire Batman as he spoke. The latter's eyes were very evasive, and he did not have the trait of other masters who would lie without blinking.
This probably stems from his unique identity as a scientist.
But this kind of dodging and silence, not to mention the captain with a ghostly mind, even Ms. Becca, who inherited the name of Wonder Woman and is therefore reckless and unthinking, noticed that something was wrong.
Especially when Mason had already explained the complete chain of logic himself, she also realized that the twelfth sequence she belonged to did not seem to be as "loyal" as it seemed.
"You are helping your captain hide some important information."
Mason said in a deep voice:
"As I expected, your captain Superman trusts you and regards you as his right-hand man. I guess the reason you took the risk to track me down tonight is not just because I have been to Old A's grave.
You are afraid that I will reveal the things you want to hide... but the truth is, you don't have to worry at all, I am on the same journey with you.
At least we share the same goal of overthrowing the Council's rule."
The vampire master still didn't answer, and his super keen perception as a vampire allowed him to capture the unusual movement at the end of the tunnel.
Mason certainly felt it, too.
In front of his eyes, he saw himself being blown in the head by a heat ray in the next moment, and then he dodged easily, narrowly avoiding the scorching laser beam that was shot at the back of his head and retaliated with it.
Holding the dark laser pig talisman in his palm, Mason's eyes shot out red lasers, which drew two cool and complex paths in the air and accurately hit the figure flying from behind.
The bombardment with the full force of the talisman paused the latter's flight charge, and he flipped over and landed on the ground in the tunnel while resisting the impact.
He stood up straight, put his hands in his pockets and looked at Mason in front of him.
The captain also loosened his hands and let the twelve talismans in his pocket float up and form a rotating circle behind his head. He turned around, drew his gun and looked at the people behind him.
He is wearing a black and blue retro windbreaker covering his black battle suit, armed boots and a retro belt around his waist. He does not have the exaggerated battle suit cape like other Supermans. He looks like a tall clothes rack, with a cool and handsome uncle style.
On his face, which is completely different from Clark and other Superman but somewhat similar to Zod, he has a well-groomed beard and short hair, which makes him look capable and powerful.
This guy stood at the edge of the darkness, seemingly relaxed but actually gathering strength, causing the small stones scattered around him to float up due to the gravitational imbalance caused by the gathering of strength.
"I'm really tired of seeing superheroes all wearing the same style. The designs that highlight the divinity of the gods on earth are classic, but they're just that.
So when I saw you, I suddenly realized that maybe I should give some advice on clothing and style matching to my superhero friends. "
Mason admired the silent superman in front of him from head to toe.
He commented with the tailor's unique obsession with clothing design :
"This outfit makes you look more like a person, a melancholy, closed-off, dark person. You must have experienced things that ordinary people can hardly imagine. This gives you a feeling that is very consistent with the style of the clothes... Um, melancholy?
But your paternal genetic template didn't come from Jor-El, did it?
This face reminds me of what my friend Far Zod looks like in middle age. It is no exaggeration to say that if he can be as handsome as you, Kara will never be able to leave him in this life.
The best part is, you two seem to have similar temperaments, maybe I should introduce you two to each other?"
"sure."
The Superman opposite smiled like an uncle and said:
"I'd love to meet your friends once you survive."
After saying that, he accelerated and rushed over, with a powerful momentum coming towards him.
He is completely different from other Supermen. He does not have Clark's unique indecisiveness, nor does he have the indifference and toughness of Lord Superman due to his self-sacrifice, nor does he have Zod's loneliness caused by his own experiences.
The Superman in front of him is different from other Kryptonians.
He seems to be a combination of General Zod and Jor-El, possessing a domineering aura that perfectly matches his powerful strength, and judging from the energy level of power released alone, this guy's combat effectiveness under normal circumstances should be similar to that of Lord Chao.
Invincible!
The captain immediately made a judgment, and while releasing the power of the twelve talismans, he raised the pistol of destiny in his hand, aimed, and pulled the trigger.
"hide!"
The vampire master roared.
He had really suffered a great loss from this "strange gun". He was obviously not shouting to dodge so that his captain could dodge the bullet with flexible reaction. There seemed to be a tacit understanding between Batman and Superman. The windbreaker Superman who was coming to kill him made a 90° turn in the air and instantly smashed the ground.
This caused Mason to lose his aim in an instant. Unfortunately, a white light appeared in the captain's eyes, which obviously activated the Isu's perception of time.
Six bullets were fired in front of Feng Yichao with foresight. This time, it was not just the law of causality that was in effect. With the law of luck fully in effect, each of Mason's bullets had the effects of [burning and igniting], [freezing and shattering], [splitting and shooting], [poisonous heart], [nuclear explosion], and [energy collision].
This is the strongest state of this pistol . The moment six bullets are fired, the gun body will overheat and cannot be fired again.
But that was enough.
The bullets wrapped in red, blue, yellow, green, gray and purple light beams blocked all the space that Windbreaker could escape with full coverage firepower the moment they were fired, leaving him with no choice but to withstand the six bullets with the power of miniature nuclear bombs after he had already rushed out of the ground.
Six consecutive explosions completely tore apart the tranquility of Hope City in the dark night, and under the coverage of the dazzling beams of light bursting in the air, the captain even had to stretch out his hands to cover his eyes to avoid being blinded by the strong light.
"Plop"
A few seconds later, Feng Yichao, a man with excellent fashion sense, fell into the tunnel where most of the top floor had been opened, with smoke rising from his whole body. It was as if he was thrown into hot water and boiled.
The blood is rushing and the energy is disordered throughout the body.
There was a strange black substance on that gray face, flowing through the burst blood vessels. It was obvious that although Windbreaker was strong, he still could not avoid the common pain points of all Kryptonians.
Weak magic is their common Achilles' heel.
The six heavy blows of such multiple compound attacks were too much for the powerful Kryptonian to withstand, but it was indeed a short shot to save his life. He struggled to get up but was knocked down by a punch from Mason who flashed over.
The captain's body pressed down, pressing Windbreaker to the ground in a dangerous kneeling posture, and then Superman counterattacked and smashed the water with a punch, but he reappeared the next moment, and the four melee Masons also jumped out waving axes, knives and forks to suppress the weak Windbreaker in place.
After the captain reconstructed the water body, he leisurely pulled out a silver short stick from his combat belt and twisted his wrist, stabbing out crystal spears from both ends. The oily green purified kryptonite spear tip pierced downwards and rested on the body of Windbreaker Chao, who was struggling on the ground with his limbs fastened by four assassin master Masons with special bat locks.
The faint light of green kryptonite was reflected in his eyes, which also stopped Feng Yichao's struggle.
The weakening of this thing on him was not as obvious as that on other Kryptonians, but the twelve talismans still floating behind the Captain were also flashing with concentrated . As long as he continued to struggle, even if the green kryptonite could not control him, a full-strength attack from the Black Strange Power would be enough to seriously injure this dark Superman on the spot or even kill him.
If you want to fight a Kryptonian, you have to go for energy confrontation.
To compete with him in terms of iron bones is simply courting death. Although Mason also has the power armor of the universe to support him, which will allow him to win easily, there is no need to resort to such intensive means when a simple method can be used.
After all, the Main Power Armor of the Universe needs to be inspected and repaired after each use, which is a very time-consuming task.
As for drinking the superman drug to have a hearty fight?
Forget it.
The repeated use of the Million Star Potion has left Mason with a psychological trauma. It is best to avoid taking drugs and fighting if possible.
"I have a lot of combat-tested anti-Superman tactics."
Mason was pressing on Feng Yichao, he tilted his head and said to him:
"But you obviously don't have a complete anti-Mason strategy, so this result is not surprising, right? I guess your Batman definitely didn't tell you to never fight someone from the Bat Family.
You should have sneak attacked.
That will increase your winning rate by at least ten percentage points. Although it is still less than 15%, it is at least not zero. I am going to let you go now, you'd better not be impulsive, otherwise things will get into an awkward situation."
The captain stood up and retracted the double-headed hunting spear that was flashing green light. He waved his hand, and the vampire Batman and Ms. Becca who were restrained in the deformed Mobius chair were also released.
But the two men could not choose to attack and hurt others at this time. Besides the fact that they were very weak due to Mason's potion, the elegant wild phoenix Fox was standing above the Mobius chair, trimming its beautiful feathers with its beak while staring at the two men with its cunning black onyx eyes.
Basically, they will be shot dead immediately if there is any unusual movement.
"We need to talk about the conspiracy between you, Luther's resistance, and the Sixth Sequence."
Mason stepped aside, stretched out his hand to take out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He lit it with the light-off lighter and blew out a smoke ring. He said to the three giants who had gathered in front of him:
"Or you could help me contact Luther. It would be even better if I could have a face-to-face meeting with him."
