Chapter 667 34. Do you know that you are really stupid when you say dirty words?
The final attack of the Black Phoenix caused the entire star to begin to collapse. Ciri could feel that the blocked time and space was disintegrating through the space perception given by the blood of the elders that she had revived.
The moment of escape that Madeleine said was about to come. She rushed forward and looked at Mason, who was half-kneeling in front of the pile of black embers, seemingly saying goodbye. She put her hand on his shoulder to persuade her little Valentine to surrender.
She understands what kind of person Mason is. Even though Madeleine has brought him a lot of trouble, the loss of a life is not something worthy of joy for Mason.
But before Lord Hunter could offer any words of comfort, he was in extreme shock when he saw Mason's hands pushing away the embers of Madeleine's "ashes" and picking up a crying baby from the warm black pile of ashes.
This damn thing is like a real person!
But Mason wasn't surprised.
Satisfied, he stood up and stretched out his hand to gently push away the ash stained on the baby's skin, and then looked back at the wide-eyed Ciri amid the flying black embers.
He said:
"Look, the resurrection potion experiment was successful. This proves that what you just drank is indeed effective, and my last worry disappears."
Shirley looked at the baby in Mason's arms, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a moment.
Then, without knowing what kind of mental state she was thinking about, she asked out loud:
"In other words, will I be reborn as a baby? No! This is not what I want. That means I have to grow up for another sixteen years before I can be with you."
"It's eighteen years. I'm a normal person and have no interest in minors."
The captain corrected Shirley's statement seriously. After seeing the wonderful change of expression on the hunter's face, he was satisfied and then explained to her with a wicked smile:
"But what you drank was the enhanced version, so I guess you will go back to your eighteenth birthday. This is what I specifically requested when I ordered the potion."
"Gulu! (Is this Madeleine? You rescued her!)"
The Iron-Blooded Queen, who was devastated by the death of her best friend, rushed over crawling. She looked at the white baby in Mason's arms and didn't know what to say for a moment.
The captain understood very well the doubts in Gulu's mind at this time.
He didn't intend to explain, turned around and stuffed the crying child into Gulu's arms.
The former queen who could hunt a giant dragon without changing her expression hurriedly took over the human cub, tore off her protective cloak and wrapped her properly, clumsily tying it to her chest.
It can be seen that Gulu is not planning to let the infant Madeleine leave his sight until it is truly safe.
"She died, that is the exact fact. Madeleine Pryor must die because of the sin she committed, and there is no sin in this era that will not be punished."
Mason glanced at the world around him that could no longer stop the catastrophe, winked at Ciri and asked her to prepare to tear apart the space and jump out, and then said to Gulu:
"The Madeline you are familiar with is no longer there, but the resurrection potion has reshaped her vitality back into a baby, and has nothing to do with the darkness and sorrow of the past.
She can continue to be called Madeline, but if you don't want your bestie to grow up to be that bad again, you have to learn to take care of her from now on.
Of course, I'm sure Emma would be happy to help. ”
After saying that, Mason reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Black Death Sword embedded in the black ashes. After Madeline, the sword holder, died, the thing became quiet.
The captain pulled it out from the ground, flicked the sword and asked:
"Hey, funny guy, are you dead?"
"It's okay, although I made a mistake, but believe me, it's not much better! It's just trying to hold on."
The Black Death Sword fragment belonging to Mason was still trying to explain why he failed, but the captain no longer cared. He said:
"What impact will it have on me if I hold it now?"
"No!"
Black Death Sword replied:
"Although I failed, my sword wielder won! This also means that I won the final victory in this battle of will of the Black Death Sword.
I will dominate the will of this sword until you fail or die. ”
It vibrates the sword body and "melts" it, just like the parasite of the black symbiote, melting into the palm of Mason's hand and reattaching to the gun of Ragnarok while crawling flexibly.
It says:
"The crazy fighting is making me very hungry now, you know?"
"Understood!"
Mason drew his pistol, aimed it at the sky, and fired several shots at the gods who were trying to escape, emptying the magazine.
Seizing the complete Black Death Sword greatly increases the power of this pistol. There is no longer the limit of three rounds of ammunition. The black bullets rush into the shattered cloud. Amid the screams of the opponent and the blood of the gods, the final death is dedicated to this The land is about to collapse.
A few seconds later, Ciri tore open a silver arc of light leading to the outside world with difficulty, and Mason whistled, indicating that Azu and his friends could leave.
Although they met by chance, these guys finally made a choice and implemented it with actions, so they should be given some sweetness and rewards.
"There is someone else!"
Shirley looked at Mason and said:
"Steve is still down there"
"That was his farewell to old A."
Mason held Ciri's hand, and as he walked into the beating arc of silver light, he said:
"Let's go, give him the last bit of dignity."
"Those are the stubborn remnants of the old era who are unwilling to embark on the ship of the new era."
——
"Poof"
The sound of blood spilling resounded in the dark underground. In the ruined super mutant base, the third commander let go of his hand, and the clone with the dagger pierced through the eye fell to the ground.
At this moment when there was no need to fight, Steve Rogers still did not stop fighting.
He single-handedly blocked the continuous birth of super mutants throughout the underground base to prevent them from stepping onto the ground to intervene in the confrontation between Mason and Old A.
This kind of action can be called cruel, but for these monsters who have not been imbued with complete consciousness at all and are just cannon fodder for killing, giving them a simple death may be the real mercy.
The third commander-in-chief who fought the whole process from beginning to end was covered in blood, but not much of it belonged to him.
As a close friend of Old A and his operational commander, the captain has received many enhancements and his combat effectiveness is no longer what it used to be. With such strength, if he also joins in the obstruction and assassination of Mason, then the captain will not be able to do anything today. You will definitely encounter terrible trouble.
Of course, the third commander-in-chief was indeed sent here by Old A as a part of this death trap, but he had no intention of completing his work from the beginning.
When he sent the "Don't come" text message to Mason, he had actually made up his mind about his actions today.
"Pa"
The buckler covered in blood and minced meat fell to the ground. In the darkness of the Shura Field, where corpses were strewn all over, the third commander moved his sore wrist.
When he looked up, he could see the continuously collapsing bottom layer around him and the terrain that was being squeezed crazily as the star core shattered. This world was going to end. If he didn't plan to leave, he would see it in a few minutes. The end here.
At this moment, Steve turned on the hanging communication device at his shoulder.
While waiting for the beeping communication, he reached out and took off his classic battle helmet and threw it on the bloody ground without any hesitation.
The combat boots moved forward, leaving bloody footprints one after another. When he approached the ejection device in front of him, the communication was finally connected.
The optical projection appeared in front of the third commander's eyes in a pixelated manner, quickly forming the gloomy and angry face of Old A and the bright background of the office behind him.
"The operation failed."
Steve boarded the catapult and set the target to the surface. While taking off his blood-stained armor, he gave a very formulaic report to Old A:
"An unexpected strong man with conscience intervened in this operation. He single-handedly stopped all the super mutants and directly led to Siriya's escape.
Your plan goes awry at the start. Mason doesn't have to go deep underground to find his love, which allows him to be more flexible in his web-breaking operations.
It turns out that your elaborate assassination operation really sucks compared to Mason's resistance plan.
Seriously, when you set Madeleine Pryor as the core of the plan, didn't you think about the possibility of her betrayal? After all, they were her family and brother in name only. ”
"Shut up, Steve!"
Old A couldn't bear to hear these damn reports. He said in a gloomy tone:
"I trusted you and sent you to preside over all this, but you really disappointed me! Our vows were ruthlessly abandoned by you. When I needed help the most, you stood by my opponent. .”
"What you said makes me feel ridiculous!"
During the countdown to the launch of the catapult, the third commander sarcastically said:
"I am a witness in the agreement between you and Mason, and I am also a member of the three-person agreement. We made a promise to him. After he came up with the plan and executed it perfectly, shouldn't the performance of the contract be the right thing to do? Righteous?
Or did you actually have no intention of completing this bet from the beginning?
From the beginning, you regarded all this as a joke to appease your subordinates, a pie drawn out of thin air.
Fury, we've known each other for over thirty years.
Even in pre-impact vanilla, I trusted you enough to say we needed a plan, and I was willing to step in and do it.
You said the Council was corrupt and needed a new organization, so I joined you without hesitation, risking execution.
You said that the casting of the Doomsday Star requires the essence of countless worlds to create this shelter leading to the next era, so I put my hands deep into the dirty place, and I would rather let my heart become ashes to help you complete this plan.
I am not helping you because you are trustworthy, nor because of our past relationship. In the face of such a situation, personal emotions are no longer enough to be a reason for action.
I help you because I believe you can get through it with everyone!
But how did you repay me?
I realized when you made the bet with Mason, what you care about is not whether we can win, but who cares more about who wins than the result
You no longer focus on the outcome that is good for everyone, you are just angry that the person who is going to win is not you!
You put your own honor, disgrace and interests above the survival of trillions of people.
You're still trying to get me to continue on the path you've chosen, but I'm not your dog! Fury, I have my moral principles and my ideas.
I gave you the chance to look back, more than once. ”
At the seven-second countdown sound, the third commander tied himself to the fully charged catapult. He closed his eyes and said to his former best friend with a kind of anger and loss that could no longer be suppressed:
"There are only a few outsiders who can retain permissions in Utopia's visitor system. How did Doom paralyze Utopia's Sentinel Army and directly trigger the massacre and destruction of a world?
Do you really think I didn't notice what you were doing secretly?
Professor Supreme is not only your friend, he is also my friend! And when you needed him to die, you didn't even give him a chance to choose.
You are no longer the Nick Fury I knew.
Although the spy chief always messes up things, the starting point of all operations is to prevent crises and protect the people.
Everyone is aware of this, but I am unwilling to believe the truth. I have been deceiving myself that these are necessary sacrifices.
I also turned myself into the person I hated most. I became the Red Skull. No, I became a monster even more hateful and crazy than the Red Skull.
And all this today is my answer to you!
I quit, asshole! ”
"Boom"
The catapult was launched, and the flight seat carrying the third commander went up along the broken rails, and jumped out against the background of the earth shattering and everything perishing.
The moment he saw the light, the world behind him quietly shattered.
The corpses of those slain gods were swallowed up by the magma that erupted from beneath the earth, and all the sins that had occurred here were swallowed up and wiped out by this extinction-style destruction.
In the sea of stars in front of the third commander who was still charging high into the sky, the neutron killing cannon that locked the target and entered the launch process had already swallowed up a blue plume.
It was like an oversized sniper rifle was aimed at the ground, and the third commander was flying towards the muzzle of the gun.
"I don't want to help others, Fury, we no longer represent justice, order and the future. We are no longer what we remember.
Along the way, we have allowed the apocalypse to shape us into the most terrifying monsters. When we give up our original intentions, we deserve to die.
I don't think there's anything wrong with this day.
The only problem with it is that it comes too late. ”
On the mechanical chair, the third commander opened his arms and raised his head, as if embracing the entire sky.
His hair was blown loudly, and the scars on his eyes bleed from the burst of emotions, staining his cheeks like drops of blood and tears.
He closed his eyes and said to Fury:
"Give up gracefully, we lost. Stop struggling. Don't do more wrong things to make Mason and his righteous men laugh at us. Keep your last dignity as an echo of the person you once were when you were at the end of the road.
There is no heaven left for us.
You and I will meet in hell, where a judgment has been waiting for too long, and those who die because of us are our judges.
I'm just going to go first, Fury. ”
"Launch program terminated! Damn it! Stop it! Bastard! You can't be a deserter! It's not over yet, come back! Steve!
I order you, come back!
Mazefak!
You reply to me”
Old A's changed roar came from the communication at another moment.
But his shouting could no longer change the outcome. The blue killing plume shot out from the star track, like a waterfall of light flowing from heaven or hell.
In the last second of communication, he said to Old A:
"I've been wanting to tell you for a long time. You look so stupid when you say bad words."
Steve Rogers, who was sitting in the mechanical ejection chair, was enveloped by this deadly thing of destruction, like a stone swimming upstream, flickering a few times before being completely swallowed up.
"Du"
The communication signal was disconnected, and the projection in front of Old A also collapsed. He grabbed the instrument at hand and took a look. The life signal representing Steve Rogers had been extinguished.
That meant the departure of his last friend who had been with him until now.
He did not die in a war or attack, but chose to commit suicide in an indescribable way.
Old A felt dizzy.
He took a step back and fell on his chair.
He knows that everything is out of control, that his assassination plan has failed, and that there is nothing left to stop Mason Cooper and his cause from being pushed to the final step.
His fingers began to spasm, followed by his stomach and heart, as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling his neck, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
He knows this feeling.
This feeling is called fear.
An unprecedented fear gripped him.
He finally woke up from the illusion of controlling everything and then sadly discovered that he was still just the same mortal who was helpless in the face of the impact.
He did a lot of bad things to survive or whatever.
Now comes retribution. The name of this retribution is Old K
(End of chapter)