Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 50: Finally, Team K is going to destroy a world with their own hands
When Mason returned to the Crispy Palace on his sad motorcycle that had just experienced an "emotional crisis", the three Kryptonians had already entered a weakened state due to the end of their enhancement.
The superhuman drug that was supposed to last for thirty minutes only gave them a fifteen-minute "enhanced state", and the enhanced effect was nowhere near as amazing as when Mason drank it.
This fully proves that the "diminishing returns" effect also exists in alchemy . It is easy to go from 1 to 90, but from 90 to 100, you can only move forward slowly step by step.
"My stomach feels so good..."
Bizarro sat cross-legged on the ground, rubbing his stomach with a dusty face. When he saw Mason returning on a motorcycle, he yelled at him:
"It's like eating a very clean delicious, bad enemy Mason, do you have a bad pill?"
"This is a rejection reaction, and it cannot be alleviated by medication."
Mason jumped off the motorcycle, patted Bizarro on the shoulder, and gave him a concentrated dose of water of life and death and told him to take it so that he would fall into a deep sleep without having to endure the discomfort of his body.
He then checked on Zod, who looked sallow, and Kara, whose cheeks were pale. It turned out that the Superman drug still had an immune response to Kryptonians, but the symptoms were much milder than when Mason took it.
The symptoms they experience are probably similar to diarrhea and gastroenteritis, and they are not expected to last long.
"The rejection reaction is very mild, but the actual combat effect is quite good. It seems that it is time to add the superman drug to your regular combat reinforcement."
Mason whispered to Zod:
"How did this battle feel?"
"It's terrible. I feel like I've fallen from being an invincible superman to being an elite soldier that anyone can step on..."
Zod answered honestly:
"Whether it's Wasteland Hulk, Ghost Rider, or your adoptive father... I can't do anything to them. I can only get beaten."
“It’s not your fault.”
After two battles, Kara, who was originally hostile to Zod, seemed to have established some kind of "comradeship". She was supported by Barbara and said to Zod:
"If my cousin comes here, he won't be able to do anything to them. Kryptonians have never been invincible, not to mention that we are still far from my cousin's level."
"Indeed, you guys did a great job."
Mason nodded.
He also did not expect that the intensity of the final battle of this pioneering journey would suddenly soar to this level.
Whether it's the Wasteland Hulk or the crazy Ghost Rider, in their prime state they are enemies that require the entire Avengers to mobilize to fight against.
There is no need to deny the Kryptonians' fighting power because of this.
"Logan is still in there."
Barbara placed Kara and Zod on the Spider Car to rest first, then pointed to the area covered by the still burning purple flames in front with a worried look on her face and said to Mason:
"Emma said she could sense that the old wolf's life force was weakening, but we couldn't pass through the flames of the Power Stone to help him."
"Is he dead?"
Mason asked, Barbara shook her head, and then she heard Mason whisper:
"Then Logan doesn't need our help...Have some faith in Wolverine who has regained his fighting spirit, sister. There is only one possibility for his failure."
"You seem to idolize Logan, which is a bad sign."
Old Emma, the White Queen, sitting in a wheelchair, said to Mason:
"For a fighting style like yours that has already begun to show its prowess in the field of wisdom, Logan's usual reckless fighting style will only weaken your advantage.
Over the years, Wolverine has suffered more failures and endured more hardships than you can imagine.
Mason, how do you feel about your abilities? "
Faced with the titular "mother's" questions, Mason did not respond verbally.
He raised his hand and placed it in front of him, controlling the rain covering the city with his will, and soon pulled away the rain curtain that filled his sight again.
The sound of drops of rain once again enveloped his will and senses. This special weather that always served as the background for Mason's battles could now be controlled, but Mason was not very skilled in actively using the "prayer for rain" skill. It took him more than ten seconds to weaken the heavy rain to the level of a gentle breeze and drizzle again.
"The current maximum coverage area is the size of New Babylon, which is about one-third of Gotham City. It can only be freely controlled if there is a natural water source around or underground."
Mason sensed the presence of moisture all around him.
He felt like he had become a natural "water-finding stick". He just poked the ground and he could clearly see the distribution of underground water sources within a radius of more than ten kilometers.
This ability is absolutely useful for geological surveys, but unfortunately it is difficult to use in combat at present.
"Being near a water source will significantly increase the power of the energy attacks I can manipulate, but now it's like a child who got a new toy. I don't even have a clue how to play with it."
He concluded without exaggeration or disparagement.
This attitude made Emma very satisfied.
She said:
"Don't despair, Mason, mutants are like this.
Even an Omega-level mutant who is reckless and reckless, such as Iceman, one of your paternal genetic sources, has to start from practicing with a small ice hockey puck when he just awakens.
This is why the professor opened the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters.
After all, apart from the likes of Logan and Sabretooth who have spent hundreds of years honing their abilities to perfection, most of the wild mutants have a pretty poor grasp of their abilities.”
"I understand."
Mason nodded and said:
"This is obviously a kind of power that needs to be learned, practiced, and guided. It suits my taste very well. It seems that I will have to take out some more time from my busy schedule to follow you and learn how to discover and control my own abilities."
"Of course I'd like to help."
Emma smiled and said:
“I was also one of the lecturers at Xavier College and served as the interim principal for a period of time. I will do my best to guide you, Mason, but now, I think we should leave.
Black Bolt is ready to destroy the entire Weapon X project base with a single roar of anger."
"That's not enough. Not nearly enough."
Mason narrowed his eyes, waved his hand and said:
"The base in front of us is just a manufacturing plant for replica X-Men. If we destroy it, they still have enough resources to build another factory in another area of the world overnight.
In fact, I think there may not be more than one base in this wasteland, otherwise they would not have to send a tactician like Red Skull to be stationed here permanently.
The whole world has to be hidden with great effort.
This is an 'axis of evil'.
What we want to destroy is not the factory that shaped me, but the world beneath our feet, just as the swordsman who sent me here hoped to see.
This world died seventeen years ago.
All it needs is a decent funeral that takes away all the glory and loss.
I’m ready for it.”
Barbara, who was beside Mason, sighed. When Mason was unconscious, she knew from the authority given by Delaman that Mason had made a plan to destroy the world before entering here.
She whispered:
“Before, we always discussed what we should do if Team K was faced with an order to destroy a world one day, but we never expected that the first time we exterminated a world was out of our own consideration.
But Mason is right.
A base that has been operating for seventeen years means that they have a complete and mature system in their hands. Blowing up the base in front of them is not enough to change the reality that the power of mutants will continue to be squandered by the Council of Hope.
Only by destroying the entire system can they delay the time before this evil is used again. It will not be easy for them to find a suitable world to reorganize the mutant breeding factory in secret.
It is better to break one of his arms than to injure all his fingers!
I support Mason’s approach.”
Black Bolt was also somewhat tempted.
But he was too old, and his strength had been lost over the years, making it difficult for him to accomplish the feat of destroying a star alone. Besides, Mason did not need the old king to exert extreme destructive power for this purpose.
Just as Ghost Rider said, Mason has placed a bomb deep inside the Weapon X project's base.
"Open Attilan!"
He turned back to Black Bolt and Emma and said:
"Put in those who are scattered from the New Babylon! Whether they are good or evil, they will always be able to find their place in the new world.
The Hulk Gang's expedition has gathered all the people in the wasteland here to save the time of containment. We will leave immediately after the containment is completed."
Black Bolt nodded and pushed Emma into the energy gate of Attilan without any delay. Soon the hidden city was activated again and the entrance was projected into the ruins of New Babylon.
The White Queen used her mental power to sweep across the ruins, guiding those lives that survived and hid in the chaos into this last city.
"Hey, little brother."
Banner, who was trapped in the sonic cage, looked embarrassed. He still dressed as the "Fire Cloud Evil God" and shouted to Mason:
"You want to destroy this world, right? From your confidence, I feel that you have the ability to do so. Leave me here. The aftermath of the world's destruction is enough to completely annihilate Hulk and me.
Please, I beg you.
Let me die.
Just consider it as satisfying the last wish of an old man who has done so many evil things."
"You still have your mission, Mr. Banner."
Mason glanced at him and said:
"There comes a time when it's your turn to fight against the Hulk, a time when you can fight to the bitter end in glory until death is inevitable...
That is your moment of liberation.”
"You're just trying to use me, little brat!"
Father Banner pounded on the sound cage, his eyes bloodshot as he scolded:
"Just like in the apocalypse seventeen years ago, the Red Skull used Hulk and me to kill Thor... Maybe I should wake up the Hulk again and crush you all to death here!"
"You also know that you are being used?"
Mason pointed at the fighting cage in front of him, which was made of purple flames, and said to Father Banner with contempt:
"You and Logan both made a big mistake seventeen years ago, but Logan's response seems different from your desire to die. You were friends, weren't you?
Would it be hard for you to learn from him?
It was the traitors of your world and the Star Society who worked together to create this tragedy that has affected everyone. You are also a victim .
So, please use your anger where it should be used, Mr. Banner, who has indulged himself for seventeen years.
You will die sooner or later anyway, so what difference does it make if it's earlier or later?"
"Do you know who betrayed us? Have you found out the truth of the turbulent events that happened seventeen years ago?"
Father Banner in the sound cage was stunned for a moment, then asked:
"Tell me! Who is it?"
"I'll tell you more about it once we get out of here."
Mason waved his hand and said:
"Now, be quiet and don't cause any trouble for us or yourself."
After saying that, he took a few steps forward, and as Harley followed, Mason waved his hand, letting the Black Death Sword suit cover his fingers, but the suit boss obviously had no interest in something like the Infinity Stones that did not contain divinity.
Mason had no choice but to pull out the half of the speed brick again, intending to use another kinetic explosion to tear apart the flame of the power gem.
The Speed Force is obviously a cosmic wonder on the same level as the Infinity Gems. The collision between the two will annihilate each other's energy.
But before Mason could make a move, the surrounding purple flames quickly weakened and soon disappeared without a trace. In the arena covered by it, the Red Skull was lying miserably on the broken ground. Old Wolf rode on him, grabbed the captain's round shield, and slashed at the Doomsday President frantically.
The condition of these two people is so miserable that it is beyond description.
The Red Skull's gauntlet inlaid with the power gem was torn off by Logan, and the villain who caused the end of the world had his legs and left hand torn off, almost becoming a human stick.
But Logan, who had the upper hand, was in a worse situation.
The purple gem was held in Logan's palm with his molten adamantium hand. The fire of power burned his flesh and blood. Even though the undead's self-healing was still in effect, every bit of flesh and blood that grew would be ignited by the purple flames entrenched in his body.
Under the gazes of Harley and Mason, he was almost left with only his adamantium skeleton fighting, and the power from the Infinity Stones even caused the adamantium on Logan's body to melt again.
The alloys covering the skeleton flowed like melted liquid, almost drowning Wolverine. It was really hard to imagine how the fight between the two men had progressed to this point.
"Kill me! Release me!"
The Red Skull shouted hoarsely:
“Ha, it’s like shedding your cocoon and being reborn, Logan.
Release my wretched flesh here, and I will return from death!
I will return to the world stronger than ever.
I'm going to crush you one by one, just like I did seventeen years ago, and there's nothing you can do to stop it, you pathetic mutant bastard...
Come, strike down the blade of vengeance."
He is provoking Old Wolf.
The latter grabbed the blood-stained round shield and raised it high. He only needed to smash it down hard. The sharp edge of the blade would completely crush the Red Skull's head, along with the brain transplanted into his own head.
Professor X's brain belongs to this world.
The fire of revenge was howling at Logan to deliver this final blow, but the warning of death given by Magneto tightened the last string in his mind.
He was born in anger, and over the years he has learned to coexist with anger.
"Bang"
The blood-stained round shield brushed past Red Skull's face and chopped down, smashing his left eye. Logan stood up tremblingly and spat bloody saliva at the human stick under his feet.
"Pooh!"
He bent down and picked up the Red Skull, saying:
"You don't deserve a clean death, a merciful forgiveness that will never come from me."
As Mason watched, Logan dragged the remains of the Red Skull out of the burning ruins, his flesh and blood healing in the flames with every step.
Amid the Red Skull's insane roar, he enjoyed the insults from his enemies.
It's like a joyful ballad.
He threw away the priceless power gem in his hand and said:
"You deserve to experience the despair you inflicted on us, to see the failure of all your plans, and to face your end in fear.
This is the best judgment for you."
"Sweetheart! What do we do with this thing?"
Harley put the blood-stained power gem that Old Wolf had thrown away into a box behind Mason. She asked:
"Are we going to take it with us?"
"No."
Mason turned back and took the box from Harley.
He looked at the raw stone with purple light dancing in the box, and for a moment he did feel a little interest and desire for this M-bean-sized thing, but then he closed the lid and looked at the ruined land in front of him.
The rain behind him was dissipating, and he said to Harley:
“This is a great treasure, and we need it to play its final role here, as my last memorial to my troubled hometown.
It's a rare chance to come here, right?
I can’t come here for nothing.”
