Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 4 Captain! We are in big trouble
As soon as Mason crossed the World Gate and returned to Gotham, the disguised school hat on his head immediately sounded an alarm.
"A suppressed and hidden burning force is approaching. It is the one that was paying attention here just now. Act immediately, Mason! Hide the gate to the world before that being arrives."
“This is easy.”
The young man took out the suitcase that he always carried with him, opened it, and threw the Gate of the World back into the bag. But then the hat on his head reminded him:
"That's not enough! The aftermath of the time travel is still there. If we can't erase it, we can only disguise it. Put your hand into my stomach, Mason. I have something that can help you."
"Your four-dimensional pocket is so convenient."
Mason took off his hat and whispered:
"Actually, I think it's quite troublesome to always carry a suitcase. I suddenly have a bold idea. Do you think I can..."
"cannot!"
Before the young man could finish his words, he was rejected by the arrogant hat.
The school cap twisted its "body" and formed a blurry face on the cap, scolding:
"My storage magic is for emergency situations, not for storing your messy stuff! Don't even think about putting your junk into my body.
Although I am down and out, I still have some respectability.”
The young man curled his lips in strong rejection of Mason's bold idea, and Mason reached into his hat and took out something like a broken golden pocket watch like magic.
Its delicate dial was inlaid with a small hourglass, just like a timer, but the hourglass itself was broken and a lot of the sand had been lost.
Mason recognized it immediately:
Defective Time-Turner
Quality: Epic Engineering/Inscription/Enchantment/Alchemical Items·Perfect Craftsmanship
Item Effect: Turn the timer to reverse time, with each turn going back one hour.
Item Status: Due to the broken timer and the loss of Sands of Time, this item has become ineffective. Repairing it requires Engineering Level 6 and one ounce of Sands of Time.
Producer: British Ministry of Magic Criminal Investigation Department
Item Description: Have you heard of the "Grandmother Paradox"? Don't be afraid, that thing is a lie, the nature of time is much more complicated than that.
"Why is there so much junk in your stomach?"
Mason complained:
"So besides assigning new students to colleges, you also have a hobby of picking up trash?"
"Silence! And I refuse to answer this indecent question."
The Branch Hat scolded and was about to teach Mason how to use this failed Time Converter to disguise the scene, but suddenly he snorted in confusion.
it says:
"That force stopped, someone stopped it, it was three blocks away."
Mason looked down at the pin on his collar. The Eye of Hell pendant was glowing. He reached out and tapped it, and Zha Kang's voice came out.
"Listen to me, Brad, that's my residence in this city, and I might have left some dangerous things in there... I don't think you need to go there and see it in person.
Man, don't you trust me, your friend of many years?"
Zha Kang seemed to be talking to someone which made Mason raise an eyebrow.
There is no doubt that this was a deliberate reminder from Zha Kang to let him cooperate quickly. Mason's eyes rolled and he immediately took out his cell phone but did not call immediately. Instead, he waited for nearly half a minute before dialing Zha Kang's number.
At the same time, three blocks away, Zha Kang, who was wearing a wrinkled khaki windbreaker and holding a cigarette, was chatting with a tall and silent man. He took out his cell phone, glanced at it, then looked at the indifferent man opposite him, picked up the phone, answered it and turned on the speaker.
"Master Constantine!"
Mason's terrified voice came out from it, and he shouted:
"The magical item you left in the lab is vibrating. Come back and have a look!"
Zha Kang had a blank expression on his face but he actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He sighed repeatedly that Mason was really reliable and that he was always reassuring to leave things to him. He blew out a smoke ring calmly and said impatiently:
"Enough! You stupid servant, it was a mistake for me to bring you into my domain. Didn't I teach you how to deal with that thing?
do not bother me!
I am chatting with my dear friend. "
“You did.”
Mason's voice became more panicked. He said:
"But this thing is glowing and humming. It was broken just now, but I swear I definitely didn't touch it intentionally out of curiosity. Anyway, you should come back and take a look."
Zha Kang frowned, glanced at the indifferent tall man opposite him, turned off his phone and said to this guy:
"Come with me, Brad. If something goes wrong with the thing I made a few days ago to monitor the space-time disturbances of the entire city, you'll have to take over."
"You always find ways to get into trouble, John."
The man in a red suit, with neatly combed black hair and a muscular body, said in a cold and expressionless voice:
"I hate everything about you, but if they consider Gotham to be my area of responsibility then I have to make sure there are no threats.
lead the way!
John, let's go to your place.
You'd better have nothing to do with this!
You were also at the meeting in the Mystery House, and you know how important and troublesome this matter is."
At this point, the tall man paused, a creepy dark light flashed in his black and white eyes, and he continued:
"But personally, I really hope you'll be involved. I really hope to catch you with my own hands and throw you into Nimue's dark dungeon, and then listen to your screams and wails.
Only in this way can the debt you owe me be written off."
"Put away your devilish aura, Brad. Look at the evil in this sentence."
Zha Kang took off his pipe and cast magic, rolling his eyes and saying:
"You are in human form now! Do you think being a human is boring and want to go back to your old ways? Stop it, your hell territory has already been divided up by your enemies.
You are now as unwelcome as I am in the Nine Hells."
A green portal was opened, Zha Kang took out a cigarette and put it between his lips and walked into it, and the tall man behind him followed closely.
The two men landed in the office on the top floor of the Iceberg Bar one after the other.
As Zha Kang came in, he exchanged glances with Mason. Mason nodded slightly to him and pursed his lips to indicate the things on the table.
Constantine was immediately relieved.
It seems that Mason had foreseen the approaching danger and prepared everything in advance. Well, having such a partner really makes people feel at ease and reassured .
"The smell of space-time disorder... is very faint but it does exist. My feeling is correct..."
The tall man who followed Zha Kang into the office frowned and sniffed, then his captivating eyes looked at Mason, his "servant" who was following Zha Kang with his head lowered and his eyes submissive.
Then, his eyes were drawn to something that Zha Kang picked up from the table.
"Alas, my alchemy skills are still not up to par. Look at this thing. It's broken before it can even be used."
Constantine picked up the failed time-turner and stroked it with a sad face, as if something he had carefully crafted really had gone wrong.
He threw the object in his hand to the man in front of him, who examined it carefully in his hand.
This person is obviously also a magician.
He touched the hidden inscription on the surface of the time converter with his fingers, and carefully distinguished the small hourglass that was obviously processed by alchemy. Finally, he stretched out his fingers to pour out the faint sand of time and placed it in front of his eyes.
After several minutes of this, the man shook his head and threw the time converter back to Zha Kang, saying:
"It should be the leakage of the Sands of Time that caused the time and space here to be slightly distorted... Well, John, you escaped again. But I am warning you!
Do not carry out your dangerous activities in this city!
At least not now.
I’ll keep an eye on you.”
After saying this, the tall man looked at Mason, who had been keeping his head down and maintaining a servant's posture. He strode to the exit of the office, pushed the door open and walked out.
Obviously, the portal left by Zha Kang was still working, but he turned a blind eye to something more convenient.
"Shh!"
Constantine made a gesture to Mason to keep quiet. He waved his fingers and a few spots of light popped out, as if it was some kind of detection. It was not until several minutes later that he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered:
“The higher-level demon in Jason Blood’s body can help him sense any information within at least five blocks. The consequences of being targeted by that bastard are quite bad.
They really know how to pick people to convince this guy to help. We have to be more covert in our actions from now on, Mason.
This place is unusable.”
"Jason Blood? The legendary 'Demon Knight'?"
Mason blinked and said:
"Isn't he usually active in California? Why did he suddenly come to Gotham?"
"He didn't come here suddenly. In fact, he has been in Gotham for more than a year."
Zha Kang blew smoke rings while playing with the broken time converter in his hand. Knowing the value of the time converter, he naturally put it in his arms and explained to Mason with his arms folded:
"Brad has a bad relationship with the demon in his body. They have been fighting for more than 1,500 years and have long been tired of each other. Every once in a while, he has to find some villains or evil spirits to kill in order to satisfy the demon's killing desire.
I ask you, what better place to do this than Gotham?
Although there is no evidence, I am basically sure that there is cooperation between Brad and Batboy!
The night the League of Assassins attacked Gotham, the demon inside him must have had a good time, otherwise it wouldn't be so quiet today."
"That demon is said to be called Itlegon?"
Mason asked.
As a result, Zha Kang glared at him fiercely and said:
"Don't say the devil's name here! Don't say the devil's name anywhere! You're asking for trouble. Fortunately, it's just a transliteration.
Its real name is much more complicated than this.
Listen, Mason, this is what I'm going to tell you.
We are in trouble.
big trouble!"
Constantine sighed and said:
"All the prominent magic users in the world, and even some not-so-prominent ones, were summoned to the House of Mystery.
Big names like Doctor Fate, Black Adam and Madame Xanadu were all present, and even new generation super wizards like Zuckerberg were their assistants.
They spent most of the day announcing to us a piece of news that the entire world was divided into thirteen areas, led by different guys and a group of people to monitor and detect all space-time disturbances.
Brad is one of the three detectors responsible for the East Coast, the other two are Zack Snyder and Shazam.
Xiao Zha is easy to say.
I have been convinced.
Shazam doesn't have to worry either.
That guy has no brains.
The only troublesome one is Jason Blood, you have to be careful of him. The attack of the Star Society has obviously triggered a counterattack from this world. Before the magic supervision ends, we have to keep our tails between our legs. "
Mason frowned at the bad news brought back by Zha Kang, but then he realized a loophole.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Zha Kang, and said faintly:
"You were there for two days, and then you said the meeting only took up most of the day? Why didn't you tell me this right after the meeting?
What do you do with the rest of your time?"
"Uh, didn't I say that?"
Constantine pouted and said:
"I helped us 'convince' Zuckerberg.
Okay, I admit that I may have wasted some time, but facing this "surprise attack", the two of us handled it pretty well, and our coordination was perfect.
Why does your hat look weird?
Let me see...ah!"
The naughty scumbag Kang put his hand on the disguised school cap without waiting for Mason to stop him.
The tempered Respectable Hat obviously didn't like others touching it. The moment John's hand touched the hat, a gray-black lightning struck the black wizard.
The latter screamed and fell to the ground, twitching.
"What a Cruciatus Curse!"
Mason exclaimed in admiration, ignoring Zha Kang's pain and bending down to take the time converter back from his arms and put it in his pocket.
He put on the camouflage hat on his head, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the office and looked out at the city at dusk.
He whispered:
“You may not know the people represented by those names that Zha Kang mentioned. I can only tell you that they are the top spellcasters in this world.
Do you have what it takes to help us continue using the World Gate while they're watching?
I know this is a difficult job, but if you want me to help you hunt down those traitors..."
"Mason, young man, your understanding of magic is too superficial."
The old and slow voice of the school hat sounded in the young man's mind, and it said:
“Power is power, knowledge is knowledge!
These are two completely unrelated areas. Even though I have lost most of my power, that valuable knowledge is still enough to help you hide in this dangerous situation.
There is no time to lose.
Let’s get started now.”
As it finished speaking, a long, obscure message appeared in Mason's mind. The character card in front of him flashed a few times, and then a prompt popped up:
"External intervention detected...Identified as high-level enchantment/inscription knowledge imparting...New blueprint x25 unlocked."
"This knowledge is a bit complicated and I find it difficult to understand it."
Mason looked at the enchantment and inscription formulas in front of him, frowning and saying:
“It’s a little difficult for me to do it alone.”
"I will teach you step by step."
The branch hat reminds:
"And don't you have an assistant?
That prodigal was a very talented soul, and if he had been born in Hogwarts... No, it would have been impossible for him to enter Hogwarts with his character.
Alas, that is a vile soul that belongs naturally in Azkaban!
But he can really help.”
——
At Wayne Manor on the outskirts of Gotham, a special guest visited here at dusk.
"Mr. Brad, you are really a rare visitor."
The old butler Alfred personally received the cold-faced guest. At this moment, he was preparing sedatives for Master Damian in the manor tonight according to Mason's instructions.
And the whole process caused the visiting Demon Knight to raise an eyebrow.
He watched Ah Fu mixing the potion skillfully in silence, then asked:
"Where do these medicines come from? Ordinary people cannot access this kind of mysterious knowledge. Just by smelling the smell, I can confirm that these medicines come from a very ancient tradition."
"It was made for Master Damian by a friend of ours."
Ah Fu seemed to trust the man in front of him very much.
He picked up the pink mixed potion and said politely:
"It is very useful. The young master's frenzy and darkness have faded too much. Master Wayne is dining with a lady. You may need to wait a moment, Mr. Blood."
"It's okay. I'm always patient."
Brad looked at the potion in Ah Fu's hand and responded expressionlessly:
"And now I'm more interested in the origins of these potions. When did an alchemist appear in the city? Can you introduce him to me?
Alfred Pennyworth..."
The man paused and said softly:
"For the sake of the friendship between your ancestors and me."
