Chapter 291 89 intelligent life has been locked, Hal Jordan from the dead world


Chapter 291 89. Intelligent life has been locked, Hal Jordan from the dead world.

Old A personally gave the order, and almost all the forces Quint would deploy in the Stars Association were mobilized.

Mason doesn't need to worry about the next thing. Counting the K team led by Zha Kang to greet the captain's "triumph return" and the 'Six-Headed Snake' who was friendly and supported by the old Green Goblin, six pioneer teams are here. Under the coordination of a great mentor and the full support of the Star Castle, transferring a world within three days is a matter of hands.

The main reason is that even if Mason wants to intervene in what happens next, Team K has never carried out such a large-scale transfer. They are absolute novices in this regard.

So after receiving the roaring letter from Mr. Hunter, Mason took the new attacker in his team and his little tail Harley as quickly as possible to Paradise Island to prepare for the mission and return home.

Of course, things that should be arranged before leaving must be properly arranged.

"This doomsday ark will be taken to Osborne Tower. The ocean of the world over there has been polluted. Although the Atlanteans have the technology to purify the ocean, they could not live in sewage when they first passed there, so this The ship was to be returned to the Atlanteans as their mobile city in the New World

The Star Club's transfer door has its own space folding, which will not affect its efficiency of passage. ”

Mason said to King Shark, who is in charge of undersea affairs:

"You take the ship back with your people, give it to the ministers of Atlantis, and tell them that their Majesty Arthur will visit them in a few days.

Let them lead the people across the gate of transfer, and there will be people on the other side to meet them. ”

The naive Shark King touched his head and nodded vigorously.

As a bloodline of the old gods, he could certainly understand what Mason said, but whether he could understand it was another matter.

Mason didn't expect this tough guy to do a good job. The main thing was to let him use his pure and noble ocean blood to make a gesture and be responsible for spreading the word. The real people who did the work were the trio of Deathstroke's nominal servants of the Shark King.

There is also the old Deathstroke who has been "bound" to Shredder Wilson and the young version of Lex Luthor.

The main reason why the latter wants to follow the Doomsday Ark is to stabilize the biopod of the unlucky Captain Atom, lest the latter suddenly self-destruct and push everything into an irreversible situation.

Laitu in this world is probably the only one in this group of people who can understand the working principle of the Speed ​​Force Matrix, so he seems more anxious and uneasy than others.

"You look nervous."

Mason stood next to the Hermes Talisman leading to Paradise Island and joked to Luther:

"Are you full of curiosity and expectations for the new world?"

"No, what I'm worried about now is that your little friend won't be able to withstand the demands of the Speed ​​Force Matrix. Based on what you just described, I feel like you are asking a boy to complete a man's work."

Luther kept looking down at the time.

It's as if they are afraid that the timeline that carries the world's existence will suddenly lose control in the next second, and everyone will be involved in the out-of-control turbulence and completely buried in the dark stars.

He said to Mason:

"I can understand the necessity of this action, but your decision is too hasty."

"Sloppy? No, I don't think so."

Mason shook his head and said:

"Barry knew exactly what kind of pressure he was going to face when he took the initiative to take on this responsibility. He knew it was difficult, but he still gritted his teeth and took it.

I believe he can finish this race.

That's running.

That's what he does best, and you, Luther, you're smart, but I don't think you should judge professionals in areas you don't understand. ”

"You know your answer is idealistic, right? It doesn't make me feel at ease at all."

Laitu snorted, looked down at his watch again, and said:

"Mason, you said before that you didn't plan to recruit me into your K-Team, so where are you going to send me?"

"The Third Impact has just ended, Luther. The entire parallel world system is full of ruins. There are so many ruins that the world needs your smart head.

So I plan to send you to a ruined world to work as a laborer to build a house.

Your excellent wisdom will certainly come in handy when mixing lime. ”

As Mason walked into the Hermes Talisman, he waved goodbye to Luther and said:

"Besides, your new leader is not me. Shredder said he needs you to be his adviser, and he is planning to rescue a few people from your time and space alien.

In other words, you may have to compete with your ‘evil twin’ for intelligence. ”

"唰"

Mason's figure disappeared in the magic of Paradise Island, leaving the young version of Lebal in a daze, but the next moment, Deathstroke stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying:

"Don't listen to Mason's nonsense. Our captain is a joker. How could I let my think tank go to the front line with a gun?

We, the gun-toting gangsters, will do the breaking into the Lex Group headquarters. You only need to be responsible for helping us break through another defense program written by Lex Luthor himself. ”

Shredder Wilson, who was determined to build a large cross-world "Death Knell Legion", grinned, and his thick white teeth reflected an icy light in the sun.

He said to Luther who looked at him:

"Let's just think of this as the 'entry test' for the Deathstroke Legion, my dear Science Officer."

This version of Deathstroke in his prime put a Victory cigar into Luther's hand, and then followed King Shark and Deadshot as he swaggered towards the cockpit of the Doomsday Ark.

The smart Laitu glanced at the cigar in his hand.

That was a brand he had never seen before in this world, and just when he was hesitating, the elderly version of this world’s Deathstroke stepped forward and comforted him and said:

"Don't worry, Luther, Shredder and I have discussed it. I join his organization in exchange for his promise not to hurt you. You only need to make plans for him, and you don't have to worry about him using your wisdom. Do evil things.

Mason was pressing down on it, so he didn't dare to go too far.

And to start life again in that strange world, we really need some ‘friends’. ”

"Do you believe him?"

Luther looked at the commander he trusted. His question made the old death knell laugh. The lonely old hero took out a cigar and held it in his mouth, whispering:

"I would rather believe in a dog than the promise I made when I was young. At that time, I lived a very depraved life, and regarded breach of contract and fraud as commonplace.

At that time, I didn't have any beliefs and was a true mercenary.

But I am willing to help him. At least in this next matter, I will do my best to help him achieve his goal, regardless of good or evil, good or evil. ”

"Why?"

Luther frowned and asked:

"This doesn't sound like your code of conduct."

Faced with this problem, Old Deathstroke blew out a smoke ring and leaned against the bulkhead of the slowly sinking ark. He looked at the messy sea outside the glass window in front of him and the burning Gotham City in the distance.

After several seconds, he whispered:

"My child went with his mother when he was not born. They died in the super villain's revenge against me. That was many years ago.

My family is gone, Luther.

But his family is still there.

He is me in another world, so that may be equivalent to the time and space of my children in another world. They are also my children, and they are another possibility of life that they have never opened.

I couldn't bring myself to stand by and watch.

He knew this too, so he didn't ask my opinion. ”

"That's not how it works, Wilson."

Young Luther burst into laughter.

He shook his head and planned to briefly explain the concept of "space-time heterotopia" to the old death knell.

But after seeing his world-famous old hero leaning alone and smoking a cigar, Luther suddenly realized that what he needed might not be an academic explanation.

What he is pursuing may be to make up for the heartbreaking failure of rescue in his youth. In religious terms, the old death knell regards this as his second chance in life.

"Okay then."

Laitu also picked up the cigar but did not light it. He said:

"I'll help him this time! But it's only free this time. If you ask me for help after that, you will be charged. After all, no official in the new world will hire a guy like me who doesn't even have a legal identity.


I still have to work to earn money to support myself. ”

"Well, that's not necessarily true."

The old death knell blinked and whispered to Lai Tu next to him:

“I just had a chat with that guy, and I found that although we live in two different worlds, many of our habits are exactly the same.

For example, the bomb codes we use most often are all exactly the same.

I heard that you are a super rich man in another world, and you must know his commonly used passwords. Just taking a little bit from another account is enough for you to spend a lifetime.

How about we try it after we get there?

If this happens, you won't need to worry about money at the beginning of your new life. ”

——

On the other side, on the alien aircraft flying inland from Gotham, old man Thomas Wayne sat in the co-pilot and controlled an instrument that could observe the landing point of the transfer gate.

They are going to the predetermined location to provide ground guidance for this thing, and talk to the official representatives by the way.

Since the old man has become better at "physical communication" with other people in the past many years, this arduous task was handed over to his companions at this time.

Former Army pilot Mr. Hal Jordan.

Compared with the old man's calmness after everything had settled, the performance of the young man Hal was slightly worse.

He personally heard Mason announcing the arrival of rescue to them, and also saw the strange scenery in the mysterious time maze at a glance, but he still could not accept the reality that his world had been destroyed seventeen years ago.

At this time, while controlling the aircraft, I was thinking about these problems that are difficult for ordinary people to encounter and even more difficult to understand.

"You are flying an aircraft that is more than ten times more complex than an airplane. The minimum cruising speed of this thing is above Mach 5, so if possible, I hope you can be more serious and focused."

The old man's faint voice rang out, waking Hal up from his thoughts.

The latter suddenly raised his head and grasped the joystick, only to find that the aircraft had already been taken over by the data-programmed Cyborg and entered automatic flight mode. He glanced at Batman sitting in the co-pilot in surprise.

I thought in my heart that this guy who I grew up listening to his stories could still joke.

The story of the old man slaughtering villains in Gotham of this world has long been a household name here. Of course, the story about him is unlikely to be a friendly fairy tale.

In fact, Thomas Wayne's reputation in this world is quite bad. His ruthless style of killing and killing has made people regard him as a dangerous person who may lose control at any time.

"You seem to be in a good mood?"

Hal asked in a low voice:

"Is it because the world is saved?"

"What does it have to do with me whether the world is saved or not?"

The old man said without raising his head:

"I had many reasons for setting out on this journey, but saving the world wasn't one of them. Our world sucks, Hal, and I've always thought of it as the embodiment of malice and darkness in the world.

It shouldn't even exist.

It turns out my idea was correct.

We only live in the desperate reverberations of a dead world, so all the suffering and tragedy are explained, but can this bring relief to a weather-beaten heart?

No!

I still hate it, and that doesn't change just because I helped save it. ”

"You're lying!"

Hal keenly noticed a hint of insincerity in the old man's tone, and he retorted:

"The legendary Batman would not say so many words at once. If you are not interested in this issue, you will not even say anything. Admit it, Thomas, you also have joy."

"I have expectations, but they have nothing to do with this world."

The old man glanced at Hal with a sinister look. He didn't want to discuss this issue, but he had to say something as the conversation started, so he asked:

"Who are you going to go with? Mason said they will assign you to different worlds. Because he holds something valuable in his hands, the treatment you can get is said to be quite good.

It is the peaceful world that those people carefully selected for you.

You also participated in the action, Hal. You played a role in proving the courage and fearlessness of ordinary people. Maybe you should put it all aside and learn to move forward. ”

"I'm thinking about it."

Hal pursed his lips, hesitated, and said to the old man:

"But I don't know if I should go to those places that sound so beautiful. Can you tell me where you are going and what you are going to do?"

"I can't."

Thomas rejected the question, saying:

"I can only tell you that this is not the end, not even the beginning of the end, it is just the end of the beginning."

"Going to a wider dark star, fighting a group of enemies we have never heard of, and we can't even confirm whether we are on the right side.

This is the fate we face next. ”

The old man didn't want to say it, but Cyborg, who was controlling the aircraft at this time, told the truth without hesitation. This cyborg, which was turned into pure data by Mason using the soul killer program, said in a voice without sadness or joy:


"Thomas is right, Hal, you should go to beautiful places with your friends and family to enjoy life. Before the next impact that Mason claimed comes, you can at least leave some good memories for each other.


This may give you the courage to face another doomsday. ”

"I'm not afraid of facing the end!

Just like when I prepared to fly this fighter plane to destroy the doomsday weapons of Atlantis, just like when I convinced myself to join you to do the right thing. ”

Hal retorted:

"I do not lack the courage to face the dark truth!

Now I feel that your convincing me to go to a beautiful world may be just a reason to deceive. I don’t really believe that we can usher in a beautiful peace after ending seventeen years of destruction.

If I can make a choice for this world, then I feel that maybe I can face the second darkness.

I should probably tag along with you! ”

The young and courageous pilot glanced at the city in the distance and the brilliant light beam of the transfer door that opened above the dome, and he said:

"I have had a feeling since I was a child that at some point I will take on something that only I can do. It is not my imagination, nor is it the destiny of the savior.

Maybe, I should take this step, I should enter my true destiny"

"Pa"

At this moment, the old man suddenly stood up, pushed Hal down, pulled out the kinetic energy pistol from his waist and fired forward.

A group of strange green fluorescence appeared strangely in the sealed cabin of the aircraft. Thomas' bullet hit it but failed to drive it away at all.

As if the thing did not exist, it swayed with green fluorescence and landed in front of Hal Jordan, who was full of surprise.

It was a ring like green jade, with simple and strange inscriptions on the interface.

"This is"

When the young man saw the mark, he immediately thought of the body of an alien named "Abinsu" stored under the military base. The suit on that guy also had the same mark.

"This is the ring!"

The old man squinted his eyes and stared at the green ring in front of him, and whispered:

"It was Mason who said that the ring should be yours, and he said that you must show extraordinary fearlessness and courage to get its recognition.

It seems you did it. ”

Having said this, Thomas glanced at Hal Jordan, who had reached out to hold the ring but had no follow-up reaction and looked confused. The gun in the old man's hand was quietly pressed against the young man's lower back.

He said hoarsely:

"It seems that this thing requires some specific conditions to trigger the power, and Mason must know how to do it. And you, Hal Jordan, fate has made your choice for you.

Now, you must come with us. "(End of Chapter)

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