Crimson Embers Chapter 8: This Miraculous Father-Son Relationship Shocked Mason for 10,000 Years
Six bullets from the Destiny Pistol in its strongest form caused a massive explosion on the edge of Hope City. Although most of the power was borne by Windbreaker, the explosion of six miniature nuclear bombs still alarmed the authorities.
Although the internal structure of the Council is now shaky and no one is really paying attention to it, as a super-large organization, its most basic characteristic is that it will not perish even after its death, and the rapid response mechanism within the organization is still effective.
Less than five minutes after Windbreaker was defeated, a fully mechanized Terminator unit broke into the underground and surrounded the place.
When the brave and fearless T-6000 mechanical warriors rushed into the underground with their guns and cannons, they were greeted by a super explosion that had been prepared in advance.
The precisely placed explosives triggered a rampaging energy shock that destroyed the entire underground tunnel while also causing the heavy supports on the surface to collapse, burying the mechanical warriors beneath the ground and creating a giant sinkhole several hundred meters in size on the edge of the City of Hope.
All clues have been buried underground, and it will take at least several days just to clean up the scene.
But what does this have to do with Mason who has left so gracefully?
The fact that he dared to end tonight's chaos in such a direct and brutal way proved that he already had a complete response plan. In the underground area several kilometers away from the explosion site, the Mobius chair transformed into a suspended train was silently speeding along the long-abandoned subway track along the direction given by the vampire Batman.
In the bright carriage, the captured resistance fighters were guarded by Harley, Quinn and the dogs, and their arsenal had been transferred to the suitcases in the hands of the two little cuties.
It is not the suitcase factory that Mason treasures, but a new generation of magic suitcases made by tailors and enchanters.
Because of the improvement in the effectiveness of the Traceless Extension Spell, these boxes are not only large enough but also have greatly improved protection and confidentiality. The best part is that they are more in line with modern aesthetics, so they don't look so tacky and be looked down upon by fashionable people when they are taken out.
"Bear with me. I am going to help you remove the skin tissue damaged by the toxins. This operation is also a very painful experience for Kryptonians, but you requested not to be injected with anesthesia.
You made your own choice, so just bear with it."
Under the light of the carriage, Mason said something to the expressionless man in Windbreaker while holding a pair of surgical scissors. The latter looked quite embarrassed at the moment, but from his expression, it could be seen that this guy was still brooding over losing to Mason.
Well, to say it was a loss is an exaggeration.
The situation just now basically falls into the category of "instant kill".
He endured the pain in his nerves caused by Mason's "scraping bones to heal his wounds" and said in a hoarse voice:
"You have a lot of Superman friends? You use your friends as your own 'anti-Superman tactics'? Are you a demon?"
"That's about right. Isn't it a symbol of friendship that a friend cooperates with you to complete a set of counter-strategies against him?"
Mason was busy brushing up on the Kryptonian's first aid proficiency and collecting some genetic samples from the Kryptonian. He said without even looking up:
"The Kryptonians and I are old friends. It's no exaggeration to say that I'm probably one of the people who knows you best in this parallel universe, so don't feel sorry for your failure. It's not shameful to lose to me.
After all, I know everything about you, but you know nothing about me.
I will do what I say.
When the mess here is done, I will introduce you to the Kryptonian support group established by Superman. This is necessary. In my opinion, your psychological problems are no less than those of other Supermen.
And you two."
The captain put the gene samples he had collected into a test tube, and then turned back to the vampire Batman and Becca in white who were recovering their strength beside him and said:
“You two can also join the Batman of All Realms and the Wonder Woman Alliance. They will surely be happy to meet some peculiar members who don’t fit in with them.
The people there are very friendly and talkative, you will definitely like that place.”
“Not interested!”
Becca said stubbornly :
"If we don't come from the same place or have the same background, there's no need to force us together."
"I'm quite interested."
Vampire Master Kirk looked Mason up and down, narrowed his blood-red eyes, and said:
"The fact that I can train a Robin like you is enough to prove the excellence of my time-space alter ego. I think I can learn a lot of experience that Batman should have from them.
But all this is based on the premise that our cooperation can go smoothly.
Luther is not an easy person to talk to, so you should think about how to convince him to accept your participation in this plan."
"I didn't need to convince him because he didn't have the initiative."
Mason shook his head, bent down to sew the windbreaker, and said:
"No matter what you are planning and how long you have been preparing, I took over the lead after I came here, and I can even guess your general plan.
I can only say that you still have a lot to offer.
There are deficiencies in all aspects.”
"If anyone else said this, I would definitely complain, but your reputation is well-known, so I will assume that you are so arrogant because you are confident that you are in control of the situation."
Feng Yi, who was lying on the treatment chair, said this in a very dark voice.
This guy has a very unpleasant personality. He is not as easy-going as Dachao. Instead, he always sounds provocative every time he speaks, like a warrior who never sits still.
But judging from General Zod's position on Krypton and his personality, it seems that Zod's temperament is indeed like his father's.
Mason didn't care about the details.
Since it has been confirmed that the twelfth sequence is a traitor and has also won over the sixth sequence to do big things together, the next thing to focus on is naturally the plan itself.
Windbreaker and Vampire Master did not reveal any more information, and it was obvious that they were planning to let Luther deal with the troublesome Mason.
A few minutes later, the tunnel car transformed from the Mobius chair stopped at an abandoned platform. This was the base camp of the rebels in Hope City. They had left the scope of Hope City and were located under a mountain nearby. Even the tunnels extending from here were rebuilt by them.
This place is much wider than the previous one, and when Mason and others got out of the car, what they saw was an entire surrounded square.
Commander Starseeker's superheroes and a squadron of Kree mechanical sentinels blocked the area. The activated turrets were all aimed at the Captain, his little cutie, and the innocent dogs. Further away, there were black armed drones waiting for the order to open fire.
This is a fortified base, so it's no surprise that it has such defensive capabilities.
"Your people are in the back, bring them out quickly."
Mason pretended not to see the dangerous things in front of him. He leaned on his penguin umbrella and said something to the rebels in front of him, and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture.
Looks polite.
"Luther isn't here?"
He looked around and said to the Star Chaser holding the Star Staff:
"I thought he would be looking forward to meeting me. Even though he just wanted to kill me, I can understand the risks he has to take in his position so I don't blame him.
Where is he?
Stargirl didn't answer, but just glanced at the windbreaker who was supported by the vampire Batman. The latter nodded to her, so Stargirl made way.
Behind her was a staircase leading down, the way to this bastion of resistance.
"Don't mind her coldness."
Feng Yichao led the way and said to Mason:
"She's not refusing to answer you. Her tongue and vocal cords had suffered terrible damage when we rescued her from the Cleaners' dark cell.
No one knows what those bastards did to her, but she is now the most determined fighter in the resistance.
The same goes for everyone else.
The reason they followed Luther and gathered here was quite simple, which was to seek revenge."
“That’s understandable.”
Mason nodded and said:
“Hatred is one of the most powerful reasons to unite others. This emotion comes quickly and although it is not as effective as ideals and goals for a long time, if the purpose is destruction, then it is definitely the best tool for leaders to control.
But I still want to ask, were you the ones who sent Luther to this world? Did your rebellion begin at that time?"
"No, not us."
Vampire Batman said in a hoarse voice:
"We all thought Luther was dead. He used some means to survive and found the Council's base. We were all shocked when he contacted us."
"As expected of Lai Tu."
Mason walked down the stairs into the underground area and said with emotion:
"When this guy is not doing anything bad, the destructive power he can unleash is truly astonishing. I guess your Luther has even surpassed his ninth-level intelligence..."
"So, Your Excellency prefers to measure your own worth by the standards of your enemies?"
The voice that I had heard in the communication before rang out in front of me. Amid the sound of the cane hitting the ground, the old bald-headed Luther limped out of his office.
This Luther is not only bald, but also lame.
This makes him more recognizable than other Luthers.
After mocking Mason's comments, the old bald Lai turned his head to look at the Feng Yi Chao who was being supported. The latter also wanted to stand up and face him, but the damage Mason had caused to Feng Yi Chao was quite great, and it was still dark and there was no sunlight to recover for him.
"How did it become like this?"
Luther took out a device from his pocket and handed it to him, frowning and saying:
"Didn't I tell you to be more careful?"
"It's just that the enemy is too strong, and you failed to give me the correct information."
Feng Yichao replied with a strange sense of alienation.
But he did not refuse the yellow sun lamp given by Lei Bald. He put it in his arms, looked at Mason again, and let the vampire Batman take him away.
The captain stared at Luther and the windbreaker with a strange look in his eyes. When the latter disappeared into the aisle, Mason spoke:
"What is the relationship between you two? Why do I feel that the scene just now was like a teenage son talking back to his nosy old father?"
"You are very observant, Master Mason."
Luther leaned on his cane with both hands and replied expressionlessly:
"I taught him to use his own power and explore his own wisdom. I taught him to learn to be a protector of the earth rather than a destroyer. I guided him to suppress the dangerous desire for violence in his blood.
Although he was not raised by me, from the perspective of Earthlings, he can basically be considered my adopted son.
Our relationship used to be very harmonious, but some trivial things caused a rift between us, and the fact that I chose to fake my death in an attempt to fight back made him feel that I did not trust him.
But this is not a serious problem and I am very satisfied with the results of my teaching.
Although I cannot make him a perfect guardian like Superman in other worlds, I am also sure that in the upcoming final war, he will stand on our side without hesitation.
Can I say that?
I meant... 'we'."
"Of course, that's what I'm here for."
Mason's eyes blinked.
His heart was not as calm as he looked on the outside. He was obviously shocked by the fact that Luthor raised a Kryptonian and considered himself to be his adoptive father.
Although it has long been known that wherever there are Kryptonians, there will always be the "standard configuration" of Leibald causing trouble, but it is really unexpected that the relationship between these two people can be "twisted" to this extent in a certain world.
This trend can definitely be described as "stunning".
In other words, Mason has seen and experienced a lot now. If it were in the early days of development, this explosive truth alone would be enough for Mason to write thousands of words in his diary.
He resisted the urge to explore the details of the life of this man in windbreaker and old Luther, and followed old Luther who came to greet him back to the dark and small office, while looking at the layout of the office.
There is not much of life in the place, and on the wall hangs a bird's-eye view of the entire City of Hope, with several important targets circled in red. Next to the map is a schedule that has been modified many times.
From these two things Mason could get enough information he needed.
After standing in front of the map on the wall and thinking for more than ten seconds, he said to Old Luther, who opened the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of table wine:
"So you were planning to act three days ago? To blow up the entire Hope City and destroy the already shaky rule of the Council?
Will the Sixth Sequence also cooperate?"
"That plan is off the table."
Old Luther was not too disappointed. He took a sip of wine and said:
"The sudden death of Arbitrator Nick Fury disrupted everything, and the governing system of the Council, which was already on the decline, collapsed and became chaotic at a speed that I could never have imagined.
The upper level has obviously given up, while the lower level is still vaguely maintaining the original rhythm, but disunity is already a reality, like a giant that has lost its brain.
I don't know what made the powerful directors make such a decisive decision to give up, but I realized that we might be able to use this chaos to accomplish something more useful than destroying the city to convey our resistance.
Ronan the accuser agrees with me.
With the arbitration tribunal that directly manages the conquerors now in name only, the military forces he can attract have greatly increased. He is currently connecting with other conqueror sequences, preparing for a big move."
"I don't really care what that guy thinks."
Mason shook his head and said:
"He's a soldier, and an aggressive Kree noble warlord. I can guess his plans with my heels.
What I care about is your thoughts. You should know that with Ronan's character, once he completes his control over this planet, it will be your turn to be cleansed.
This is courting disaster.
If you don't intend to end your life now, you are sure you have made your own preparations?"
"I have!"
Luther sat back in his wheelchair with his cane. He did not hide his plan and said:
"We have a weapon in our hands that can turn the tide of the battle at a critical moment, and I am ready to deploy it on the battlefield. Your appearance is an unplanned factor.
Just as you are curious about what we are going to do, I would also like to ask about your goals and plans?
If you feel that we can both use the word 'we' to describe each other, then I should ask now, and you answer truthfully, Lord Mason."
The captain made a "please" gesture, and Luther put the wine glass to his lips. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Mason, saying:
"The death of the Arbitrator is undoubtedly related to you, but you have already forced him to death, yet you still take the risk to come here. I guess there must be something else on this planet that you are more concerned about.
So my question is, who are you here for?"
"Two things."
Mason leaned over a map on the wall and picked up a pen to change the area of the Council Headquarters.
He tapped the map and said to Old Luther:
"I originally planned to kill the God Lord Doom and destroy the 'Star of the End' in their hands. I wanted to do this as quickly as possible and then retreat.
But when I realized that you already had a complete plan, I came up with another idea for action.
Just tomorrow !
At the Council's World Conference, let us act together and personally deal a final blow to the dying Council's ruling system, sending it quietly to the west.
This is something that is very meaningful and I think it is worth investing some time and energy into.
As I said, there is no place for them in the future I envision!"
