Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 24: The passing super symbiote just wanted to have a meal, what's wrong with that?
"Mason, what should we do? Retreat? Or fight?"
After Blue Beetle's on-site situation assessment information was conveyed to his teammates, everyone felt the situation was difficult.
Facing the question from Barbara, the "number two" of Team K at the moment, Mason thought for a moment and then gave an order to the team members floating in the air:
“Although Hammerfall is a chaotic place, we cannot ignore it now that we have encountered it. Barbara, release the drones to guide the locals away from the preset battle zone.
The Kryptonian team stepped forward and used heat ray attacks to attract the target's attention, and Bizarro prepared to 'take a deep breath'!
Firestorm! Immediately enter the fusion state. With this thing's super size and health bar that is so thick that we can't even imagine, it is difficult to expel it from the outside with conventional methods. We must take the risk of blooming from the center.
You will be the one to shoot the arrow into its heart!"
The captain calmly instructed:
"I need you to complete one of your high-energy nuclear explosions when necessary."
"You mean, let me jump into this thing's belly?"
Firestorm, which turned into a ball of flaming meteors that flashed in the sky, shouted:
"I think there's something wrong with your plan! Professor Stein told me that with the super digestive ability that this weird creature may have, I will be digested within ten seconds without my protection!"
"Be confident, Jax."
Facing the team members' rebuttal, Mason corrected them in a very academic and gentle manner:
“Based on my previous research on the symbiote’s super appetite, it will take less than ten seconds for it to digest you, but as long as you get the timing perfect you won’t get hurt.
This thing is weak to fire and sound.
Although it has evolved for unknown reasons, it is obviously not yet completely immune, so, Jax, and Professor Stein.
Be brave, you are its natural enemy!"
"I'm not trying to show off my abilities, but I can actually transform into an alien sonic gun..."
When Blue Beetle heard Mason encouraging Firestorm, he immediately took the opportunity to tactfully express his idea of helping, but was glaringly ignored by his teammates.
Want to help?
First, rely on your own efforts to crack the "baby safety mode" that Doctor Octopus set for the Scarab weapon system. After all, the alien armor that can turn against you and get out of control at any time on the battlefield is no less than a time bomb.
"action!"
At Mason's command, male and female superheroes in Isu suits stepped forward immediately.
They shot out scorching eye rays with great courage. Four red lights intersected and cut and burned the giant symbiote under the rift, causing the symbiote, which only had a lot of "delicacies" in its eyes, to feel the pain.
In a weird way, this guy grew a ferocious face from the center of his body and bit towards the sky fiercely.
The face was like a black human head but with white eye spots, a big mouth full of bloody sharp teeth and a scarlet tongue covered with mucus. It was exactly the effect of Venom's nightmare face magnified ten times.
The thing howled and bit at the two Supermen, but without a host to "help think", it obviously couldn't keep up with the Supermen's fast movement speed and could only be rushed around.
However, the terrifying power of its huge body turned this mindless attack into a disaster.
The repeated collisions and tears were like the sound of an eight-magnitude earthquake brewing.
"That's Venom!"
At this time, Hawkeye finally recovered.
He and Old Wolf squeezed in Harley's car bed and looked over here, then waved and shouted to Mason:
"That's the crazy Venom who fought Ghost Rider in San Francisco and destroyed it. I heard that guy ate one-third of the people in San Francisco. Kill him, Mason!
Use flame!
It's afraid of fire!"
"Anyone who has read basic comics knows that Venom is afraid of fire, but how many people can use this to deal with it? Everyone in the Bat Family knows that a weakness that can be exploited is a real weakness.
A weakness that cannot be grasped is called a trap."
Mason complained.
Of course, he was not just slacking off. Barbara delegated some of the authority to operate the drone to him. Mason was now using the flame engineering bombs in his bag to set up a safety line.
Behind him in the distance was a large group of Hammerfall residents evacuating.
The fact that the venom in front of us can survive without a host doesn't mean it doesn't need a host. Once this big guy gets angry and his IQ returns to normal, and he randomly attaches himself to someone, it will be difficult for Team K to be successful in their hunt.
We must act quickly and decisively.
"Well, 15 seconds to solve the problem."
Mason looked at his watch, set the countdown and then activated the speed force ring again. The number of people in the chaotic crowd behind him suddenly decreased by dozens. Super speed is a magical skill to transfer innocent people when a crisis occurs.
And 15 seconds is the longest time Mason can currently maintain his super speed for at one time, which is much better than the 3 seconds at the beginning. Although he is usually busy with his skills, he also secretly exercises in private.
While Mason was transferring the citizens of Hammerfall, the giant Venom, who was constantly restrained by Zod and Kara, finally became impatient and began to divert more power from its body to attack them.
This scene is like the awakening of the mythical "Hydra".
Those black, slimy symbiotes swung out their tentacles, and at the tip of each tentacle was a large face of Venom.
Kara flew too low and was almost hit. At the critical moment, Zod punched the Kryptonian girl and knocked her out, but he himself was in a dilemma of being surrounded by several symbiote tentacles.
This thing is not an entity in the general sense!
The characteristics of the liquid make it difficult to break it by brute force, and once a symbiote of this size is attached, even a Kryptonian with a physique will be quickly parasitized.
Seeing that Zod was about to be surrounded, the alien demon Superman, who had been accumulating strength according to Mason's request, finally appeared. This fierce guy rushed over and knocked his friend away. His lungs, which were accumulating strength through "deep breathing", were about to burst, and his chest circumference suddenly increased by three circles.
But the breath-holding effect is superb.
The moment the symbiote surrounded him, terrifying breath of fire spewed out of Bizarro's mouth.
Just like the legendary dragon's breath technique, the temperature around it instantly rose by more than ten degrees.
As the Alien Superman shook his head left and right without any instruction, the endless high-temperature flames burned all the tentacles of the symbiote below into smelly ashes.
"Ah ! Bizarro is the worst!!!"
Amid the flying ashes and the screams of the giant venom, Bizarro, feeling smug but a little dizzy from holding his breath for too long, stood with his hands on his hips, bathing in the ashes like a victorious hero.
He asked Zod and Kara who flew over to him:
"Do you think I'm useless? I'm Mason's most useless enemy!"
"Well……"
Zod gave a thumbs up in calm silence.
Kara obviously still couldn't accept Bizarro's inverted speaking pattern. Although there were many flaws at this moment, she could only imitate Superman in Black and give a thumbs up to the alien.
But the battle is not over yet.
Bizarro's "super deep breath" burned one-fifth of Giant Venom's body, but there is obviously no such thing as "battle damage" for the symbiote.
The collapse of its body only made it feel threatened and that the enemy was not easy to deal with, so it changed its tactics and drilled deeper into the ground.
"Firestorm! What the hell are you waiting for?"
In Mason's absence, "Bat Man" Barbara Gordon is naturally in charge of supervising the battle.
Batgirl saw that everyone else had completed their mission, and only Firestorm, who was used as a weapon to defeat the enemy, had not yet taken action. She immediately shouted in the communication:
"Push on! It's going to run away!"
"If I win the bet, everything will be fine. If I lose the bet, everything will be over. You have to prepare me mentally..."
Firestorm, whose head was on fire, complained.
But as a football player, Black Jacks is not lacking in courage. Seeing that the idiot Superman, whom he has always looked down upon, is so powerful, he will definitely be looked down upon if he does not show his ability.
"Professor! It's time to go!"
As Jax pounced on the giant Venom that was moving its body and drilling into the ground, he said in his mind:
"I hope the explosion model you just designed is correct. Whether we can come back depends on your scientific literacy."
"You naughty kid! Just follow the steps I gave you to detonate it and it will be done!"
Professor Stein cursed in Firestorm's mind:
"Never question a researcher's scientific literacy... Ready to detonate! Three, two, one... Ignite!"
"BOOM!!!"
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"BOOM!!!"
The huge shock caused by the explosion resounded deep in the Nevada desert. Mason, who was transferring personnel at superluminal speed, stopped and looked back.
The small mushroom cloud behind is really spectacular.
Having a super-powered person on the team
Such an explosion does not presuppose the consumption of his own energy; it is merely the practice of the atomic energy knowledge that Professor Martin Stein has acquired through his lifelong work in the field of high-energy physics.
The saying that knowledge is power is fully reflected in Firestorm.
Many superheroes have the ability to control atoms, but there are still only a handful of people who can easily do such destructive power.
"Barbara, report the situation."
After patiently waiting for a few minutes, the interrupted communication returned to normal. Mason asked a question, and a few seconds later, Batgirl's steady voice came:
"Jex survives! Professor Stein survives! The operation was a complete success! Giant Venom's body has been burned clean... Wait a minute, there are still some scattered symbiote remnants moving around.
Mason, your efforts to capture it alive have failed."
"No, Barbara, you still know too little about creatures like symbiotes."
Mason shook his head and replied:
"To them, one is all. Even if only a drop of debris is left, it is only a few bowls of rice away from its full glory. Monitor that place and wait for me to come back."
"No need, Mason. Firestorm's explosion flattened this ruined city. There's nothing left here. After Blue Beetle collects the symbiote residue, we will meet up with you.
Call ended."
Mason nodded at Barbara's suggestion. He was a little tired after running back and forth hundreds of times in the past short period of time. So he simply sat on the rock at the edge of the desert to rest.
Opposite Mason were more than a thousand wastelanders whom he brought out of the town. These guys were dressed strangely and did not look like good people. Especially, everyone carried weapons, which showed that the local people were tough.
But they did not dare to be disrespectful to the young man in front of them who looked tired.
After all, even the most evil guy could see that if it weren't for the man in front of him, the nuclear explosion would have been enough to bury them all in the razed city...if Hammerfall could be called a city.
Some smart guys got together and finally chose a guy who was good at speaking to Mason and whispered to him in a flattering manner:
"Sir, I dare to ask you if you need a servant..."
"Um?"
Mason glanced at him, and the inquiring look caught him immediately, so the greasy fat man rubbed his hands and said:
"The powerful figures in this wasteland need servants. The citizens of Hammerfall are unwilling to submit to the Ghost Riders..."
"The Ghost Riders are gone."
Mason slapped his bag and the Ghost Motorbike was released beside him. The burning wheels and the roar of the replaced engine made the guy choke and speechless.
He looked at Mason with even greater awe and said:
“You are almost as powerful as the Avengers in pre-war legends, but our city has been destroyed, and our hidden weapons have perished as well. Please have mercy on us who have nowhere else to go.
If you just leave us here, we will be killing each other in a few days."
This was a prayer without any flowery words, but it was loyal enough. Mason glanced at the people in front of him, rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then said:
"It's not impossible. My factory is indeed in need of hard-working workers. I can afford to support several hundred people. Just leave your weapons behind and wait for us to recruit you.
Go tell them.
Anyone who doesn't want to go with me can leave now."
Mason waved his hand and ignored these wastelanders.
The fat man went back excitedly to tell his companions the good news. In today's wasteland, being discerning and following a strong and rising boss is definitely the first guarantee of survival.
But not everyone is willing to follow Mason, a guy of unknown origin.
Therefore, when the people from Team K arrived, there were only about 400 people left waiting to be recruited, and most of them were the elderly, children, women and children, who were considered "worthless" in the wasteland.
But Mason isn't picky.
It wasn't like he really wanted to dominate the wasteland, so he took his magic box back from Old Wolf and gave it to Harley, asking her to complete the recruitment task with Blue Beetle and Zod.
Mason himself took the biological storage tank handed to him by Barbara, which contained a large number of sickly black symbiotes.
"Look, this Venom is sick, why don't we..."
He said this maliciously, then unscrewed the jar and put his left hand in.
Originally, seeing the white fingers reaching in, the mentally unstable Wasteland Giant Venom was delighted and wanted to have a further meal, but before it could act, the Black Death Sword armor covering Mason's wrist whooshed across Mason's five fingers.
As Mason watched, the venom in the jar that was ready to explode showed an obvious pause and shock. Then it screamed and hid at the bottom of the jar like a little girl who saw a pervert.
The Black Death Sword on Mason's finger stretched out its tentacles like a bully and pierced into the body of the Wasteland Venom without mercy.
It's like a pinch of milkshake.
It only took him two or three mouthfuls to absorb four-fifths of the wasteland venom, and he even burped comfortably.
But it still left a little bit.
"That's enough. The rest is for you. It will fight the weak enemies."
The Black Death Sword armor turned back into a tattoo on his wrist, and he lazily sent a message to Mason, and maliciously added a word of praise "good" at the end of his words.
This made Mason's expression suddenly strange.
All right.
It seems that this is the Black Death Sword Suit's "final solution" to its unwillingness to help Mason in a battle without divinity.
It's still unwilling to waste its power on meaningless enemies, but Mason can get hold of this ball of Wasteland Venom, which is much stronger than ordinary symbiotes.
This old man "outsourced" the dirty work that he didn't want to do.
The best part is that Wasteland Venom didn't dare to go against its wishes at all, and he was grateful to the boss for sparing his life.
In this way, Mr. Black Death Sword was very satisfied, and Wasteland Venom did not dare to be dissatisfied. Although Mason's opinion was not very important, Black Death Sword did give him a new plan after all.
Both guests and hosts enjoyed themselves!
This is Operation Six...
"You are a programmer symbiote from an Indian software company, right? Are you that stupid?"
Mason, who understood everything, cursed:
"Do you really think I'm a rag-picker? With the Fenrir Armor, do I still need a bunch of useless symbiotes to help me fight? Venom can solve the opponent that the Fenrir Armor can't solve?
You are really a master at pretending to be confused!"
