Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 65 17.MD, there will be a surprise as soon as you come back——【Ask for a monthly ticket】

"vomit"

When they crossed the gate of the world and returned to the top floor of the Iceberg Bar with a full harvest, Catwoman and Zhakang retched because of the drunkenness and the application of the soul curse and dizziness.

The kite man is better.

But also staggering with a headache from completing the promotion of D-class personnel.

While helping the two of them up, Mason took out water and juice from the refrigerator in the office to sober them up. By the way, he checked whether the compartment where the door of the world was hidden was still safe.

"I'm supposed to put it on a movable object so we can walk through it if K-team needs it."

While feeding water to the drunken Ms. Selena, Mason looked at the gate of the world and thought, maybe this thing is not just a tool.

Its convenient world travel may save itself and others in times of crisis in the future.

"Think of it as a backup plan."

"Uh, now I finally know why both you and Charles don't care much about this curse. It turns out that you don't feel it at all."

In front of Mason, the sober Kang Kang was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a pale face, he opened his sleeves and looked at the ghost claw tattoo on his arm.

The black mage said in a strange tone:

"This thing is different from other curses I've seen, it doesn't torture you, it doesn't project hallucinations in your mind, it doesn't make nasty noises for you.

It doesn't erode your body and make you feel sick.

It's so silent, so low-key, it doesn't show its presence in any way, it's like it doesn't exist at all, just like a normal evil tattoo.

Tell the truth, Mason.

While I haven't had contact with other members of the Stellaris, I seriously doubt that there must be a significant number of people in that organization who simply don't realize they're cursed.

Especially those guys who don't know anything about magic power. "

"Because of this, doesn't it seem more dangerous?"

Mason said something in a low tone after listening to Zha Kang's thoughts, and the latter nodded.

A dog that bites does not bark, which is also a well-known saying in the wizarding world.

"We need to cover it up."

The black mage stroked his arm and said to the others:

"I will apply magic to make it invisible to ordinary people, so as not to discover the secrets of K-team."

"Then leave it to you."

Mason glanced at Mrs. Catwoman who was already awake in her arms.

He put the big sister on a chair, put the suitcase on the table, put the luggage in his arms, and said to his three teammates:

"You guys rest here for one night first, and take stock of your harvest by the way, my vacation is over, and I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'm leaving first.

I'll be in touch with you tomorrow night to discuss how to get the vaccines we need from Wayne Industries Medical. "

"Are you still going to work?"

Zha Kang picked up his beloved Sika cigarette and complained:

"Is it to better cover up your unique identity?"

"almost."

Mason glanced at the guy and said:

"A lot of people are paying attention to me, I must have a normal life. Also, your ritual of communicating curses to gain power is flawed, John, you'd better improve it before trying to get power."

"I'll do my best."

Zha Kang shrugged and yawned as he watched Mason put on a gray windbreaker and leave the office, then leaned against the wall and said to the kite man:

"Man, I feel like I deserve a room of my own in such a cool bar."

"whoosh"

A golden room card was thrown over. The kite man touched the more complicated tattoo on his arm, glanced at the black magician, and said:

"It was prepared for you long ago, before you joined us. Don't look at me like that, John, the boss has long wanted to invite you to the K team.

Pretty much when you first meet him.

He really values ​​you. "

——

"buzzing"

The flying motorcycle made a quiet sound in low speed mode, and Mason, wearing a safety helmet and goggles, rode the cute little blue motorcycle across Crime Alley to his small shop.

Go here because it's closer.

But taking shortcuts casually will definitely cause problems, such as now.

"Um?"

Mason clenched the handlebar and braked the car. In the dark alley after the rain, he looked suspiciously at the blood stains on the ground and several bullet casings wrapped in mud.

There was a shootout here?

The young man curled his lips, thinking that the law and order near Crime Lane is getting worse and worse.

And before he restarted the motorcycle, he suddenly heard a strange noise from a large garbage bin in the shadows ahead, which seemed so terrifying in this dead and deserted alley.

If it was a 17-year-old ordinary person here, he would be scared to pee here, but can Mason be an ordinary person?

He propped the motorcycle on the ground, cautiously approached the penguin umbrella that had not yet been repaired, and opened the closed trash can with the tip of the umbrella to take a look inside.

"Ou Laser Special!"

Mason exclaimed and took a step back.

The young man rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he was wrong, or that he accidentally took the wrong road when he took a shortcut just now and brought himself to a damn parallel world.

A few seconds later, he stepped forward to open the trash can again.

A tall man was crouching in the stinking trash can.

He was wearing a tattered bat suit that looked as if it had been burned. His cool cloak was torn apart, and his body was covered with various wounds that were still oozing blood.

Most importantly, even in a coma, he showed great pain, and from time to time he moaned in pain that didn't fit his identity.

"master?"

Mason confirmed that the poor creature hiding in the trash bin in front of him was Batman, and he hurriedly dragged the suffering man out of it and put him on the ground.

"It's hot!"

The young man put his fingers next to Batman's blood-stained nostrils and felt his skin emitting heat like carbon.

This is a clear symptom of infection and poisoning.

Mason took out the healing potion and the ground bezoar he carried with him from his luggage and poured them down for the master.

But after waiting for a few minutes, not only did he not see his injury improve, Batman lying on the ground struggled to spit out more blood mixed with unknown substances.

Apparently the potions and antidotes in Mason's hand were not enough to make Batman's situation better.

In the crime alley in the dark night after the rain, Mason frowned tightly and popped out the body of the flying motorcycle, put the terrible master into it, and activated the flight mode regardless of the exposed problems, and flew at the fastest speed. Take him back to his hut.

He placed Batman on the ground floor, and picked up the Batphone to call for backup.

But the frequent movements made the comatose master seem to wake up a bit.

He opened his eyes on the ground, and when he saw Mason holding a bat cell phone to dial, the master mustered up his strength and waved the cell phone in Mason's hand to fly away.

The motion drained his energy and made him vomit blood again.

"Don't! There are traitors"

Mason had to get close to the master's mouth to hear his whispered reminder. Although it was an intermittent moan without a tone, it was enough for the young man to raise his vigilance.

He glanced at the bat phone that fell on the ground, and probably understood what the master wanted to express.

The mighty Batman can be beaten like this on his own territory in Gotham, if it is just because the enemy is strong, it is definitely not enough.

Batman, who has long been accustomed to formulating a lot of backup plans before the battle, may fail, but as long as he is prepared, he will definitely be able to retreat.

Even with Superman.

But his misery right now only proves that it was a sneak attack and that something went wrong in his bat safety net, rendering most of his backup plans unusable.

"It's just fantastic."

Mason squatted beside the twitching master, and while using alchemy tools to extract his blood, he whispered:

"You succeeded in making me suspicious of everyone I know in this city now. Sure enough, things related to you are always such a headache."

After taking the blood, Mason dumped all the medicines in his bag on his counter.

He picked and picked among them. The genuine potions he found from the ruins of Hogwarts were almost used up, but the young man still found usable ones in the few remaining bottles.

For example this:

life and death water

Quality: Epic Alchemy Item · Supreme Craftsmanship

Efficacy: Make people fall into a baby-like sleep and ignore all external influences. The effect is extremely strong. The sleep time depends on when you wake up. The longest duration is three months.

Produced by: Severus Snape

Item description: The supreme gospel for patients with severe insomnia, let you sleep enough at a time.

Mason looked at the potion in his hand that exuded a quiet fragrance. This was one of the highest quality potions in his hand.

But he didn't care about his heart, he bent down and shut the mouth of the master who had started to sway, and poured the whole bottle of potion into his mouth.

"It will make you more comfortable, and let the tired mind and painful body escape for a while so that we can help you. Go to sleep, Batman, go to sleep, Bruce."

The young man comforted Batman, who must have been in great pain at this time.

The high-grade potion took effect very quickly, and within half a minute, Batman's struggling body calmed down. He closed his eyes under the helmet and let his seemingly detached spirit enter a long slumber.

It's like being deeply anesthetized.

The physical pain is still going on, and he may have nightmares because of it, but it can no longer cause any destructive oppression to his spirit.

Mason took a deep breath, dragged the snoring Batman to the sofa he used to rest, went out and made a call in the phone booth across the street, then returned to the small shop and looked around vigilantly.

The first thing he did when he came back was to throw the expensive bat phone into his bag to completely isolate it from the outside world. Then he put out a series of alchemy tools and began to try to analyze the tube of blood he had just taken out.

Batman must have been terribly poisoned.

This can be seen in his blood which is too viscous and has a strange scarlet color.

Mason shook the tube of blood and put it in front of his eyes. The moment he concentrated, the information label jumped out:

complex poisonous blood

Item description:

The blood is mixed with the combined effects of various toxins. Under delicate balance, they will cause various torture effects to the poisoned person, but because of the continuous effect of the special ingredients in it, the poisoned person will not die.

This means that the poisoner does not intend to kill the target, but to torture him.

Notice:

While causing great pain, the toxin also destroys the target's vitality and vitality and slightly transforms his life form. If the poison cannot be detoxified within a short period of time, the poisoned person will fall into permanent weakness.

"Who did you offend?"

Mason looked back in surprise at the master who was trembling with pain on the sofa but was also sound asleep at the same time. He quickly went through the villains of Gotham in his mind, but he didn't find a suitable poisoner.

If we say that the most probable estimate is Zhou Keer, the ugly man who devoted his extraordinary life to falling in love with Bat Boy, but that guy probably hasn't escaped from prison yet.

Otherwise, the whole Gotham would be in chaos.

"So, after the dreaded Mr. Three-Headed Dog, there's another supervillain in town that I didn't know about?"

While Mason heated the poisoned blood sample in a professional distillation tube, he had to determine how many toxins the master had in his body before he could find a way to make an antidote.

While he was busy, anxious knocks on the door also sounded outside the shop.

As the shutter door opened, the other three members of the K team who hurried over appeared outside the door in disguise. The catwoman wrapped in a black coat looked anxious, and before he had time to say hello to Mason, he saw lying on the bed not far away. the miserable master.

The old lover's eyes turned red all of a sudden and rushed over to check his situation.

The terrible sadistic scars and bad condition on Batboy's body made Catwoman almost cry, and the expressions of Kite Man and Zack Kang also became quite serious.

In Gotham this place can hurt the local "bully character" Batman like this

The visitor is not good!

"Don't be in a hurry."

Mason put his hand on Selena's shoulder, comforting in a low voice:

"This is a big deal, and it's useless for you to rush."

"Do you fucking comfort people?"

Zha Kang grumbled quietly, signaling Mason to pull Catwoman away first.

Comfortable in his return to this magic-filled world, he removes the cigarette from his mouth as a medium to cast a healing spell on his hated Batboy.

But under the green fluorescent wrap, not only did Batman's injuries not recover, but the blood flowed out faster because of the healing magic power.

"Hey! This is not a good time for you to take revenge, Selena will stab you to death."

The kite man pulled Zha Kang back.

He really thought that Zha Kang was taking the opportunity to retaliate.

But no.

"Something strange in his body is preventing the healing magic from taking effect!"

Zha Kang said to Selina with a gloomy face:

"Now you can be anxious, the trouble is really big."

"My potion is useless, it seems that the mysterious power can't help for the time being."

Mason rubbed his chin, and after making eye contact with the Catwoman looking at him for a few seconds, he turned back to the Kite Man and Zack Kang and said:

"Let's split up! The two of you and Selena will go to Wayne Manor to 'invite' the old butler Alfred over, and I will go to Dr. Leslie's clinic, which has professional equipment.

Remember, don't startle other people.

Batman told me that there was a traitor in the Bat-family, and there was no point in hiding Batman's identity now. "

The young man glanced at the master, took a deep breath in the dim shop, and whispered to Charles and Constantine:

"Actually, the true identity of Batman who has guarded Gotham for nearly twenty years is"

After a few seconds.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Zha Kang covered his face and screamed:

"He's a superhero and a world-class millionaire at the same time? Damn I finally know why Xiao Zha can't forget him. How can I compete with this bastard!"

The kite man next to him was puzzled by another question.

He pulled La Mason's sleeve and asked in a low voice like a wise man:

"Boss, if Bruce Wayne has been playing Batman, who the hell is also playing Bruce Wayne?"

"Uh, what a good question."

Mason rubbed his forehead, sighed and said:

"I can't answer you right now, but I think, rather than answering, we should act now, and we have to save Bruce before this toxin completely turns him into a cripple.

The attack is estimated to be just the beginning.

We need him healthy, and so does this dying city. "

PS:

It will be on the shelves tonight, please brothers support a wave!

Of course, there is no need to wait for this season, so as not to catch a cold, and the body should not stay up late. Wouldn’t it be nice to wake up tomorrow morning and read Chapter 50~