Chapter 618 84. This is so cool. Which man can refuse his own Uncle Zangetsu?
The progress of world fusion was not yet complete, but Mason fell first.
This sudden incident caused the entire laboratory to become a mess, and even the cosmic tuning fork was left unattended. In the scene where Engineer Mason called out the first responder and other clones to make a fuss, Dr. Reed played a guest role as a doctor.
Under his command, Black Bolt picked up Mason, and the old wolf roughly cleared the table with various tools stacked next to it. Various instruments were thrown out from the suitcase factory, and a simple operation was performed in just a few seconds. The room is built.
"I knew it! I knew it! Something was going to happen."
Mason, the emergency physician in a white coat, was preparing for the operation and said to the other clones:
"I felt something was wrong before, but he insisted on dragging his already sick body to complete this task. We all underestimated the growth speed of that damn thing. Judging from the current appearance of the main body, it is probably going to be dragged into nothingness. ”
"Stop talking nonsense and just talk about whether it can be cured? If you can't cure it, who can cure it? Give your name and we will kidnap him."
Blacksmith Mason scolded:
"Hurry up and tell me what other tools you need. Everyone is free now and can help you."
"That is a confrontation at the spiritual level. There is very little we can do in the material world, but it is certain to ensure that his body is not contaminated by void energy."
The first aid specialist professionally put on medical gloves and took over the command of the avatars. It could be seen that he had been preparing for this situation since the previous separation, so there was no confusion in the process.
"The alchemist immediately prepared the energy purification potion. We must empty out all the energy from the millions of stars remaining in the body! For the same reason, the enchanter and the inscriptionist also immediately began to prepare a large-scale dispersal circle.
The jeweler took the time to cut out a piece of the soul gem, which would come in handy later. ”
The first aid technician put on his bag, walked towards the main body surrounded by a group of clones, and said casually:
"Those who are left without tasks will help others. The tailor will serve as my assistant. I will conduct a deep examination on the subject to see if there are any lesions in the organs. This process requires surgery.
You do the sewing.
Finally, don't gather here. Patients need a ventilated environment. ”
Driven by him, the group of clones dispersed in a hurry. When he saw Harley holding Mason's hand and crying, the first aid nurse also sighed, thinking that if this one was not handled well, there would be many more in the new world. A sad little widow appeared.
"Take Harley away so she doesn't scream anymore."
The first aid doctor said to Quinn, who had red circles under his eyes but could still control his emotions:
"Her staying here will interfere with my surgery."
"Yeah."
Quinn glanced at Mason, who was completely unconscious. She gritted her teeth and stepped forward, roughly grabbing the crying Quinn and heading out the door. Harley dragged her on the ground as if she was parting from death, reaching out and calling her sweetheart's name. Gritting his teeth and threatening the first aid nurse:
"If you can't save my little sweetheart, I will give you to you."
"Pa"
Her mouth was covered, and Quinn said expressionlessly:
"The current conflict between doctors and patients is tense enough, so don't add to it. They will die if they can't save the little sweetheart. Don't worry, they won't mess around."
When Harley was dragged out of the house by Quinn, she saw Ciri lying at the door looking in. The hunter was also very upset, but she couldn't get close to Mason because of Mephisto.
"Don't worry."
Quinn whispered:
"It's a mental issue. Even in the worst possible outcome, sweetheart will not die."
"Woo woo woo"
Harley was so sad that she threw herself into Shirley's arms. She cried and said:
"Hurry up and take me. Wuwu, let's catch one. Wuwu, catch a wild Professor
"Where can we catch him in this chaos?"
Xili knew that Harley was confused, so she helplessly reached out and patted her shoulder to comfort her, and explained:
"The outside is enveloped by the resonant frequency of the cosmic tuning fork. As long as we go out, we will be sent to other dimensions to avoid the ongoing world fusion. Be good and don't cause him trouble now.
Mason will be fine.
I believe him!
He has not finished what he has to do, and he will never fall here, although this statement is somewhat idealistic."
The hunter touched the devil's head logo on her wrist and glanced at the ring on Harley's finger. She said a little sourly:
"He still owes me a promise. Well, I didn't mean that. Don't think too much about it. He promised to overthrow the tyranny of Mephisto, disband the Council of Stars and give us our freedom."
"You don't need to explain."
Quinn shook her head and looked at the hospital bed standing under the cosmic tuning fork and the busy figures around her. She held the necklace and ring hanging on her chest, put her hand on the sobbing Harley's head, and said softly:
"Now, none of the above you said is important."
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"Ah, I knew it!"
Mason sat on the broken stone at the entrance of Crime Alley, slapping his cheeks with a frown. When his vision went dark when Harley knocked him down just now, he realized that something was definitely going to happen.
As a result, the spiritual vortex that suddenly appeared in his mind absorbed his consciousness and threw it into this unknown ghost place before he could react.
This is obviously a spiritual illusion.
From the car parked at the intersection and the dark alley in front of him with the sound of gunshots, he knew that he had returned to the night of his rebirth.
Perhaps it is a space built in memory, or it is like a cage trap specially prepared for himself. The real owner has not yet appeared, but the only thing that is certain is that everything here is not under his control.
"Although it's terrible, I had already guessed that this would happen when I injected the Golden Sentinel Serum, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
It seems that having a nothingness is a hurdle that all those who try to become sentinels cannot avoid. ”
Mason stood up, moved his body, squeezed out flying water splashes and wrapped them around his fingers to form an ever-changing body of water. He then touched his waist and successfully pulled out the Ragnarok pistol and loaded it with a click.
This isn't reality, but it's a very real simulation.
Mason's abilities are not restricted. He can still exert all his strength here, which gives Mason a slight sense of security.
He walked forward into the black alley and wanted to check the area. However, after taking a few steps, he found that the road in front of him was blocked.
This thing is actually an "air wall". The guy who created this damn place must have been lazy and just intercepted the texture from Mason's memory without really taking the time to carve out this space for the two parties to meet.
There is no craftsmanship at all!
Mason complained, turned around and shouted to the sky:
"Hey, you wanted to see me, so I came, why didn't you come forward? Are you planning to trap me here forever so that you can go out and do evil under my identity?"
"唰"
The world in Mason's eyes changed in an instant, as if the world had changed. Everything was turned upside down.
Mason suddenly found that he had appeared on the Wayne Tower in Gotham City, but in an inverted direction with the ground above and the sky below, and he himself was standing on the plane of the building that had been rotated ninety degrees.
In the flickering light from the sky below, Mason raised his head and could see the bustling traffic in Gotham City above him. This scene was very much like the scene when the mirror dimension was deployed, and everything here was folded arbitrarily by the controller of this space. It exists everywhere, like a surreal world that completely violates the laws of physics.
"I still need more time to take shape, but your spiritual world is more active than imagined."
A cold and deep voice sounded from behind Mason. He said to Mason with a calm and conversational tone:
"It is so active that it does not resemble the thinking that a person born in a dark era of disaster should have, and it is so vast that an entire parallel universe of catastrophe cannot contain its splendor.
Many people are curious about what led you to this miracle, but I guess I won’t tell anyone else this secret.
Secrets that only you know and must be kept buried deep in your heart.
Well, an outsider. What an amazing answer. ”
"You know a lot."
Mason's face darkened and he looked back at the man behind him.
As a result, as soon as he saw the opponent's figure, the captain couldn't hold himself tight.
The latter was wearing a black windbreaker, the back of which almost blended with the shadow, like a cape that was wide enough to block the world.
The collar of his windbreaker is high, giving him a cool and middle-class feeling, and he has his hands behind his back. His face is exactly the same as Mason but with dark eyes, and a pair of purple eyes, which is more beautiful than Mason. The long hair is flying in the wind.
If combined with a bit of unkempt appearance, this is the classic image of Uncle Zangetsu.
"Have you even seen this?"
Mason said in a strange tone:
"Do you think the image you set up like this will make me closer to you?"
"Although you try hard to appear angry, you are much less hostile."
The "Void Mason" in front of him shrugged, and his tone no longer imitated Uncle Zangetsu's aged and deep voice but returned to Mason's young voice.
He said:
"Is this a good thing for you? Look, the fact that I can joke with you means that I also have my own emotions. The fact that I don't yell and kill as soon as I show up means that you can talk to me and find out my bottom line and purpose. , thereby reaching some kind of agreement between us
Although my appearance in this image will not make you regard me as a friend, at least you will no longer be wary of my existence like you are wary of a world-destroying demon king.
Okay, let me introduce myself. You guessed it right. I was born at the moment when you drank the potion of millions of stars and connected with the void plane.
A special spiritual body formed from the resonance of pure darkness and the darkness in the soul.
Just like the sentinel and the void in his heart, it can be said to be one and the same with two sides, or it can be said to be the embodiment of bad nature at the symbolic level.
Look at me, Mason.
You can understand by looking at me that you are not as sunny and kind as you think, and the darkness in your heart is no less, or even more, than others.
You are just more hypocritical than others.
It's like a pathological perfectionist who wants to maintain your image in the eyes of others, and uses this as a constraint to not release the evil spirits in his heart.
But you and I both know that this isn't the first time I've been there.
I was there before I was actually 'born'. ”
"Well, that's a terrible way to introduce yourself."
Mason glanced at the pistol in his hand and inserted it back into the weapon slot on his waist. He waved a pack of cigarettes out and took one for himself. He glanced at the empty Mason in front of him and said:
"Do you want it?"
"No, that stuff is bad for your health."
Nihil Mason maintained his pretense of standing with his hands behind his back, shook his head and said:
"I stay away from anything harmful to health. Well, just like the reminder that rings in your heart every time, don't stay up late, don't smoke, don't hurt Harley, don't interfere in Ciri's life casually
But you never heeded your soul's warnings, and in that sense you are a self-indulgent bastard. ”
"Whatever you say."
Mason took out the Galactus lighter and lit the cigarette. As the smoke rose, he looked at the nothingness in front of him and said:
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Of course it is to fulfill the mission of my birth, to drag a pretentious and kind-hearted guy into the darkness and drown him, to wash away the unfounded arrogance from his body, to inject some more radical thinking into his body, and then to transform a The completed world-destroying demon is released back into the material world.”
Nothingness replied casually:
"Push the parallel world system you just rescued back to the place where it should exist. That is the chaos that a doomsday universe that you have never been born in should present.
Have you ever heard of such a statement?
When the Sentinel was born, the will of the universe sensed the scorching power that destroyed the balance, so it generated a dark mind and threw it into the Sentinel's mind as a balance.
Let me tell you, this rumor is true.
What you did has affected the balance of this universe that was incomplete at birth, so I appeared. ”
"Wait!"
Mason suddenly raised his hand, looked into nothingness, and asked:
"What does it mean to be 'incomplete at birth'?"
"Do you even need to ask?"
Nothing curled his lips and said:
"In which normal universe do you think there would be so many parallel worlds appearing at the same time? It is like a honeycomb-like bubble structure, and each parallel world is a bubble squeezed into the main body of the universe.
At the beginning, they were born continuously until they reached the limit that the main body of the universe could accommodate, and then they entered a cruel struggle of stocks.
Such a structure certainly cannot allow the universe to exist and grow healthily, so its destruction was doomed at the moment of its birth.
This is a sick, sick universe, Mason.
And what you have been doing is trying to cure a guy who was born with a disease.
You're doing well, but it's not right.
The right thing is to let it end its miserable life in ever-increasing tremors and try to nurture a healthy cosmic system in the next era.
Shock is simply a form of accelerated change, the will of the universe.
But you disobey it.
You can't go on any longer, so it sent me to stop you. ”
These words silenced Mason.
It was as outrageous as if you were trying to save a patient. The treatment was effective but the patient no longer wanted to live. However, after a few seconds, Mason had a very subtle expression on his face when he raised his head.
He stared at the void Mason in front of him and said in a long voice:
"So, it, what you call the will of the universe, knows that if I are allowed to continue, this deformed universe that should have been destroyed may survive, and this is not in line with its own plan.
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Another meaning of the threat it perceives is
I did the right thing!
My method works!
As long as I continue to push forward like this, sooner or later I will be able to complete the incomplete universe, thereby replacing the crazy guy who always wants to self-destruct and become the true subject of this universe, right?
I was right.
I'm doing the right thing."
"No, you are wrong!"
Nihil Mason realized that he had let something slip. He immediately darkened his face and said:
"The will of the universe will not allow the new life you expect! You must stop! You rude outsider who casually interferes in other people's 'household affairs'!"
"What if?"
Mason snorted and threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stamped it out.
He pulled out his pistol and asked:
"What if I don't want to stop? Will you beat me? Or kill me? If I die, you will die too! After a life is created, survival becomes instinct.
If you are really so fearless and want to obey the so-called will of the universe, you don't need to tell me so much.
Look, we're now in an awkward situation.
None of us want to die. ”
"So I created this world for you"
Nihility Mason laughed, treacherously like a fox that had stolen Yin, he opened his arms as if to encompass the whole world, he said:
"This is your new home from now on, Mason, a Gotham that belongs to you, a world that belongs to you. Stay here and enjoy everything you want.
As long as you nod, I will throw in everyone you want to be by your side, Harley, Quinn, and Ciri, or more people, such as those who you admire but can only do it due to ethics or other things. Appreciative aunties.
Your taste is really unique.
Anyway, in exchange.
I want your body and your life! "(End of Chapter)