Volume 4: The Last Day Chapter 36: Two strange people are holding sticks and are about to fight in Crime Alley! Batman, please come and take care of it!
"How was the food? How was the meal? How would you rate the chef's cooking skills?"
On the way out of the restaurant, Mason looked at Harley Quinn, who was sipping a milkshake beside him. The latter had a smile on her lightly made-up face and was in a good mood, even humming a song.
He asked softly:
"Do you want to go somewhere else to digest your food?"
"Well...it tastes pretty good, but since it's not made by Mr. K, I'll give him zero points at best."
Facing Mason's question, Harry first answered cheerfully, then suddenly frowned and approached, staring at him suspiciously for a few times before saying:
"Why are you so nice tonight? Are you going to be like those vicious parents, taking their children out for a good meal, making them happy, and then dumping them in a park in the city?"
"What are you thinking about?"
Mason was so confused that he waved his hands and said:
"Ever since you let yourself go, your way of thinking seems to have become unpredictable. Don't worry, I will definitely take you away if I say I will. After my secret identity is exposed, you will definitely be implicated.
Leaving you here alone is basically equivalent to sending you into the magicians' cage with their own hands.
I wouldn't do that to my patients."
"Tsk, you still know I'm your patient? You just threw a few bottles of medicine at me and then suddenly disappeared for a few days. Tell me the truth, are you the little ghost who has been following the fake Batman around in the city at night these days?"
Harley complained as she took a red and blue safety helmet from the bed of Mason's motorcycle. The girl in the beautiful red dress jumped into the bed nimbly under the surprised gaze of passers-by.
Mason also put on his black safety helmet under the jealous gazes of other men, pushed up the frame of his glasses on his nose and rode on his scooter.
He did not drive it into the sky. Instead, he honked the horn twice to warn people and then rode it slowly, carrying Harley back to his cabin like a novice on the road.
In response to Harley's question, Mason slowly explained:
"Of course not. I never thought of becoming the ill-fated Robin. As for why I disappear for a few days occasionally, you will soon find out.
I hope you can accept this peacefully, but I think you will like running around."
"Mason, my 'old friend' who stayed at the Mystery House just told me that two minutes ago, the spellcasters on the East Coast received instructions, and a large group of people including Shazam are heading to Gotham.
Although they didn't say it explicitly, I guess their target is you."
Zha Kang's voice suddenly sounded in Mason's earphone, and he reminded:
"Get in position as soon as possible!"
"What about you?"
Mason asked as he twisted the handlebars to speed up the scooter:
"Are you all ready?"
"How can you possibly be prepared for something like this?"
Zha Kang, the commander of another group of personnel, complained:
"I could never prepare myself for taking a bunch of second-tier villains and heroes to storm the Justice League's lair just to kill a third-tier villain.
But there is no time to complain now, we have all been dragged onto the black ship by you.
When there's a commotion over there, we'll break into the Batcave, steal two Batplanes, and then take everyone all the way out of the Earth. But the bad news is, our plan to deceive your sister Selina has been exposed.
Catwoman didn't believe she was dreaming.
She insists that her cat has turned into a witch and is going to bother you because she thinks it's all your fault and she says you had bad intentions in giving her the cat in the first place."
"So tell her not to do weird things to her cat!"
Mason complained:
"I was also startled at the time, okay? Okay, that's it. I'll contact you after the fight starts."
"Hey, Mason."
Before cutting off the communication, Zha Kang reminded:
"Show some mercy, especially to Xiao Zha...for my sake, okay?"
"Tsk tsk, our John is really a passionate man."
Mason curled his lips and said sarcastically:
"You're cheating on the sea goddess while protecting your lover. Which side are you on?"
The next moment the communication was disconnected with Zha Kang's sad sigh. Mason let out a long breath and glanced at Harley in the truck. The latter was holding the milkshake and sipping it with a straw, but still looking at him with a suspicious look.
"Don't ask now, I'll tell you later."
Before Harry asked any strange questions, Mason stopped him with his hand:
"I'll send someone to take you to Miller Port. Ivy will be waiting for you at the end and take you to a safe place."
"But I'd rather go with you."
Harley stared pitifully and said:
“Look, like I just said, the vicious parents just dumped the poor little girl to a good friend and disappeared.
My bad feeling is getting stronger and stronger."
"Don't let your imagination run wild . It's not good for your condition."
Mason yelled, nimbly turned the high-speed motorcycle into the dark Crime Alley, and handed her his black kinetic pistol "King Kong" that had been adjusted to perfect performance and several magazines filled with cursed bullets, and instructed her:
"Be good and behave, okay? I'll meet you soon."
"Oh, if Mr. K says so, I'll listen."
Harry pouted and responded.
But looking at her eyes moving around randomly, it was clear that she definitely had no intention of obeying him. However, Mason had accumulated enough methods in his short-term offense and defense with the psychopath.
He stopped in front of his cabin, found a car and took out an engineering master key and opened the door easily under Harley's gaze.
"Want to steal a car? I'll do it!"
Harley suddenly became excited. She pushed the red and blue helmet and said:
"I just learned the car-stealing technique a few days ago. All I have to do is connect two wires together..."
"Shua"
Mason glanced at her, took out a chip USB drive and inserted it into the socket of the car's speaker. A second later, the engine started without a key.
He teased Harley, who rolled up her sleeves:
"What era is this? Are you still using traditional car-stealing techniques? Come on, get in, be good, it will take you to the dock."
After that, Mason said to the "driverless" car:
"Old De, get her there safely, okay?"
"Instructions received!"
The gentle and neutral voice of the AI veteran driver Delaman sounded through the speaker, and it said:
“Tentatively, passenger Harley Quinn is a user of the ‘Excelsior’ package, and the combat mode permissions are issued while searching for the best local cemetery and burial services.
Please come aboard, temporary passengers, it is our pleasure to serve you.”
"Wow, is this some incredible magic?"
As Mason pushed her head down and put her into the back seat, Harley turned her head and looked around. She said to Mason through the car window:
"This car is alive. Will it carry me into the Gotham River?"
"It's just an in-car AI, and it's trustworthy... well, most of the time."
Mason looked down at the time on his watch and said to Harley:
"Remember to take your medicine on time tonight, Harley."
"I know."
She wanted to say a few more words, and the look on her face clearly showed her concern for Mason's safety.
But at Mason's signal, Delaman quickly started the "borrowed" car, and in the smooth movement, carrying Harley who kept waving, disappeared on the road in the night.
Mason watched his patient leave. He didn't know when he started to get used to having the crazy Harley Quinn around him.
She probably has no hope of becoming Harley Quinn in this lifetime, but she seems to be happy with her new life.
The captain smiled and put the scooter into his suitcase.
"Five more minutes."
He checked the countdown on his watch, then walked into the basement of his shop, took out the Hufflepuff gold cup, and extracted the epic healing potion that had been extracted for twelve hours into several small bottles.
The spellcaster that Zha Kang warned about is already on the way, and with the cooperation of Mr. Hunter, the traitor wizards of the Hogwarts world will be sent directly to Crime Alley.
He needed almost no preparation to enjoy the magical mayhem that was about to take place.
"Hat, who do you think will win?"
Mason poured the prepared materials into the golden cup, lit it with magic fire and said:
"Or let me ask it another way. How long do you think those traitors can hold out ? Can they return alive?"
"It depends on whether those traitors waste their time in their new lives in the Star Society."
The Sorting Hat projected a vague human face onto its outline, and said calmly but with great excitement:
“They are all true wizards. Their ability to absorb and learn new knowledge far exceeds that of ordinary people. In the Star Society, a place that connects the heavens and the worlds, they will grow quickly as long as they are given enough time.
But like you, I believe more in the spellcasters of this world.
From John Constantine's talent, we can see that although the spellcasters in your high magic world maintain a rather chaotic inheritance system, the power you can use and the choices you can make are far greater than ours.
What a blessing it would be if Hogwarts existed in this world."
"I feel like there's something behind your words."
Mason shrugged his shoulders, glanced at his hat, and said:
"Tell me, Hat, what do you want me to do for you? We've been working together for so long, it's not like I can't take a little more care of you."
"Haha, you are really sharp, Mason, but now is not the time to talk about this."
The Sorting Hat chuckled and said:
"I don't want you to be distracted before the big battle. Get through tonight first."
"You seem to be hesitant to speak. Don't treat me as an outsider. I promise to help you get those children back. All those who claim to be righteous will do so."
Mason pulled out the silver pistol from his waist, took out the full magazine and looked at it, then picked up his precision technology rifle from the side and inserted a magazine full of cursed kinetic bullets into this extremely high-tech weapon.
He held the closed penguin umbrella in his hand, and the umbrella handle decorated with golden balls swayed like a scepter in the dim light.
The melted liquid in the gold cup was shaken evenly, and then some flame-colored dust was added to let it cool quickly. Then a box of grenade molds was taken out and the alchemical liquid was poured into them with quick movements.
Then, a whole row of high-quality engineering/alchemical grenades were completed and displayed in front of Mason. Thanks to the glasses transformed from the Ravenclaw Crown of Wisdom on his nose, Mason's proficiency in this skill skyrocketed.
He completed each preparation step by step, like a precise robot, and used special tailor gloves with an alchemy array to refine boxes of engineering ammunition. He picked them up and walked to the repaired Fenrir armor standing behind him in the dark, and then delivered various types of ammunition into the armor's arsenal.
The final arrangement is to pick up three "disposable" Ark Reactors and place them in the front chest energy compartment, core control area, and weapon system propulsion device of the Fenrir armor respectively.
If the output of one reactor is not enough, use three to make up for it.
If three are not enough, Mason has six spare disposable energy sources in his bag.
After unlocking the formula for Stark's Ark Reactor and becoming proficient in its crafting, he can even "print cards on the spot" and use the Alchemy Array to quickly produce this necessary item.
The engineering production techniques that were previously unobtrusive finally came to light.
“Well, the drone I deployed near Crime Alley was just destroyed, and I lost four ‘Griffins’ in an instant. Looks like the heroes are here.
Come on, let’s go out and meet them.”
Mason turned around, picked up the hat on the alchemy table and put it on his head, then hid the safe in his hand in the secret compartment in the basement. His luggage was full, so he could only store these strange potions here for the time being.
It is conservatively estimated that my cabin will become a ruin after tonight, so confidentiality should still be maintained.
Finally, he put the Fenrir armor into the storage can and put it into the briefcase.
Mason, who was standing in front of the gate, took three deep breaths, put his gun on his back, and walked out of the house with an umbrella. The moment the rolling door opened, he saw dozens of people standing on the dark street in front of him.
Most of the Masons were unknown.
But Zatanna Zatara, dressed as a magician in the crowd, looked at him with regret.
Mason looked up and saw three people floating in the sky.
The one on the left is a man in red lightning suit and a white cape. His black hair makes this young man look quite handsome, but he looks a little informal because he is chewing gum.
The dark-haired burly man floating on the right is almost a replica of this young man. There is almost no difference between their uniforms except for the color.
The fierce guy was surrounded by lightning and wearing a black cloak, with only a pair of eyes filled with arcs of electricity showing.
"Shazam, and Black Adam..."
Mason read out their names.
Finally, focus your attention on the guy in the front.
His body was wrapped in a black battle suit, with an exquisite golden cloak wrapped around his back.
He wore an ancient Egyptian-style full-body helmet on his head, his eyes emitted an amber glow, and a faint symbol of order appeared faintly behind this guy's head.
"Doctor Fate."
Mason nodded to the spellcaster, who nodded politely in response.
The young man was not panicked when faced with so many people surrounding him. He first looked down at the time and then said:
“Look at this big scene. If I didn’t know you were here to arrest me, I would have thought that so many big shots had gathered together to go to Apokolips to fight Darkseid.
The combined power of you is enough to blow up Darkseid's projection twice."
"Mason Cooper!"
Doctor Fate floated in the air in an elegant and powerful manner. He did not act too domineeringly, but said in a declarative tone:
"Surrender! We are not here to take your life. If you are willing to talk, then we can talk. Although you are trapped in darkness, you are still a part of order."
"I do not obey the order you think of. Nabu, who gave you power, is not always right. Wait a moment."
Mason raised his hand, and this action immediately caused all the spellcasting masters in front of him to react in unison.
In an instant, at least seven divine lightning bolts were ready to be launched, and more than twenty dangerous forces that could easily annihilate the entire street were unleashed.
The magic power was concentrated to the point where it almost solidified into substance, and the wild wind of magic made Mason's windbreaker rustle.
"Don't be nervous, I just wanted to say that I have some friends over."
Mason glanced at the time on his watch, and when the second hand hit zero, he said loudly:
"I'm sorry, but this is a trap! It's a trap for this world and you, because only by getting rid of you can the army from the other world conquer this place more easily!
The war in Gotham was just a warning, but unfortunately you made the wrong choice.
Now, in the name of the Star Society, please allow me to introduce to you the main force of this second invasion, a group of powerful spellcasters from another world...
That's right.
It’s for you.”
The moment Mason finished speaking, two ordinary doors in Crime Alley behind everyone were pushed open at the same time, and all the C-level personnel of the Death Eaters and Lighthouse teams stepped into this new world under the leadership of their B-level leader, the Great Wizard.
They came here with full confidence in pursuit of the lost magical heritage, but they were also aware of the dangers of this journey so they made all preparations in advance.
The moment they stepped into the dark land of Gotham, the rune magic protection from the Aesir realm of the Asgard pantheon was activated.
This is just a protective measure.
But in this tense situation, it was undoubtedly a bad sign. Mason shook out the invisibility cloak and threw the thing in his hand toward the crowd.
As he disappeared, he glanced at Zatanna and mouthed a warning:
"Xiao Za, for John's sake, run!"
