Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 81 33. Then my K team must help out——【1650】

Grayson's unpainted Batmobile had driven directly underground through the base's large entrance, its armor still bloodstained and dented from heavy weaponry when it sat in the garage.

Fortunately, the master has always been willing to spend money on his weapons and equipment, and he knows that useful things must be expensive, so despite looking miserable, this Batmobile still maintains a considerable integrity.

"It might need a repaint, Alfred."

The cabin slid open, and Ye Yi, who was wearing a titanium alloy bat suit, jumped down. While hugging the silent girlfriend from the co-pilot, he said to Ah Fu who rushed over:

"The desert color camouflage is too conspicuous in the city. I was almost hit by a few rockets when I was evading emergency. Is there any special painting equipment for the Batmobile here?"

"Don't worry about it, Master Grayson, leave it to me."

Alfred held a coffee cup, smiled and said to Ye Yi:

"This used to be the experimental base of the Batmobile. There is a full set of modification equipment here. It may take us another hour or two to set off, which is enough for it to be sprayed with a beautiful and low-key black stealth paint.

Of course I'll have to seek advice from its current owner. "

Having said that, the old housekeeper glanced at Barbara Gordon who was held in Yeyi's arms without any trace. The latter seemed to be very tired and buried her head on her boyfriend's chest, showing no expression.

"Master Wayne is waiting for you."

Alfred took a sip of coffee and said:

"Hurry up, the color tone of your 'handsome clothes' may also need to be fine-tuned."

"Thanks for the reminder, Alfred."

Dick Grayson, who successfully retrieved his girlfriend from a group of Assassins in black, seemed very happy. He hugged Barbara to say goodbye to Alfred and took the elevator.

In the garage, the old butler sighed.

In the shadows behind him, Mason also reached out and took off the hood covering his head to reveal himself.

He walked towards his Batmobile, and was very annoyed that his car was "scratched" by Nightwing. While stroking the uneven outer armor caused by the explosion, he said to the old man behind him:

"You said that the big lover really didn't guess it? Or is he unwilling to face the truth? I think almost everyone in the Bat family should have an answer.

Even Old Gordon. "

"She's a good kid."

Alfred answered the non-questioned question.

The old man obviously didn't want to discuss this topic, so he asked:

"Do you want to paint it in classic black? Or do you want to change it to another color?"

"My friends and I don't need to drive it around a city in the dark, so black has no special advantage for us.

I would like it to be painted gray if possible.

Dull gray, by the way, strengthen the outer armor so that it can charge against the hail of bullets. "

Mason sat on the hood of the Batmobile and said:

"Then add all the missing combat modules of this prototype vehicle, we fix the weapon system by ourselves, and remove the remote control lock in the engine by the way.

Take that as your reward, Alfred.

After all, my friends and I are going to fight for the cause of Batman and his city. "

"Of course, Mason."

The old butler walked to the edge of the garage and activated a vehicle transformation machine hidden in the wall with his fingerprints. While skillfully manipulating several mechanical arms to move the prototype of the Batmobile into the transformation garage, he said:

"So the improvement of those zombie virus vaccines was also done with your help?"

Alfred's question went unanswered.

In the silence, the old man looked back, and there was no trace of Mason in the garage.

This "Batman behavior" made the old housekeeper snort in dissatisfaction, then picked up his coffee, and modified the already highly completed prototype car according to Mason's request.

In fact, Mason didn't dove A Fu's inquiry on purpose.

In most cases, he is a person who respects the old and loves the young very much, it's just that things happen suddenly.

When he quickly left the garage and came to the edge of the abandoned factory outside the base, Mason took out the old flip phone and waited for a few seconds before the dial rang again.

He put the phone to his ear and said:

"Charles? Where are you?"

"I just got my boy to safety, boss."

The kiteman panted and replied:

"Now being hunted by three League of Assassins helicopters, these people are crazy! They are trying to blow up the city's energy pipelines and Gotham River bridges to make the city an island."

"Get rid of the pursuers as soon as possible!"

Mason replied:

"Find a quiet place and let's talk."

"Got it, wait a minute, boss."

The kiteman did not hang up the communication.

Several tens of seconds later, there were several violent explosions and screams from Mason's cell phone, and another ten seconds later, Charles' tired voice sounded again.

He said:

"The chase is over, and I've run out of flying bombs. Boss, I know what you're going to ask. It's Poison Ivy and a psychiatrist named Harley Quinzel who are those bastards in Falcone. Saved me and our staff from raiding the bar.

By the way, is that your girlfriend?

She seemed to be mentally unstable, she was bleeding but kept asking if you were safe. "

"You're half right, she's my female friend."

Mason let out a long breath, and said in a strange tone:

"But I knew that you and Poison Ivy would definitely become friends. Where are they now? We are preparing for a cooperative operation with the Bat-Family. If possible, I hope to invite them."

"They left."

The kiteman said regretfully:

"Poison Ivy said that the League of Assassins was convening a meeting of supervillains, and some people were watching them, but she gave me a strange flower and said that she would contact me through it if anything happened.

She said your potion cured her and asked me to thank you. "

"Then come and meet me as soon as possible, I will send you the address, be careful not to be followed."

Mason briefly mentioned the meeting point and then hung up the communication. With the flying speed of the kiteman, it would take him about twenty minutes to get here.

The young man glanced back at the underground base behind him, thinking that after Charles came over, the "internal affairs" of the Bat family would probably be resolved.

Mason didn't go back, but sat cross-legged in a place where wood was piled up, and began to disassemble and maintain his three guns. He had planned to remake this gun and add a few more special operations after he got enough special metals. module.

These weapons are still deadly, but their destructive power is no longer sufficient for Mason's combat needs.

The young man felt that he urgently needed to upgrade the firepower of the K team.

"Why don't you go in?"

Catwoman's voice sounded soon behind Mason.

The eldest sister felt a little helpless, she walked to Mason and sat down, popped a lady's cigarette in her mouth, and complained in a low voice without lighting it:

"Watching those people guessing riddles is a real headache! I know that the girl is a traitor, but I don't want to say it for various reasons.

Bruce is decisive in everything, but his indecision on matters related to family affection is annoying. "

"How can you expect a man who lost his parents at the age of eight to deal with these family conflicts?"

While wiping the barrel of the gun, Mason said without raising his head:

"That's something he's never had but has been longing for. No matter how sensible Batman is, he can't take the initiative to hurt his child, even if his child just stabbed him in the back.

Look, trust is a dangerous dagger, handed by your own hands to the companions behind you.

Maybe I should learn a little experience. "

"Are you implying something?"

Selena said angrily:

"We have a blood bond, Mason, we can't hurt each other. Stop whining, what else do you know about the League of Assassins' operations in Gotham?"

"A lot, enough to scare you, Selena."

Mason looked around, and took out a strange-looking instrument to test it.

After confirming that there was no wiretapping device, he told Catwoman about his conversation with Mr. Sandstorm in Arkham Asylum in a whisper that only two people could hear.

The news was so explosive that the cigarettes in the corner of Selena's mouth fell to the ground.

"We have to tell him!"

Catwoman jumped up.

She realized the seriousness of the problem, but Mason grabbed her wrist.

"We have to tell them, but not us! Calm down."

The young man looked into Catwoman's eyes and said seriously:

"If the price of saving the world is that we are exposed inside the Stars, I think this is not worth the loss. The best choice is for us to lurk in it to obtain more information as 'spies'.

And don't forget the curse, Selena.

The moment you may say it, you will die suddenly in Batman's arms, so fast that I have no time to save you. "

"Too."

Selena nodded.

The eldest sister folded her arms and frowned while thinking. After a few seconds, she looked at Mason and said:

"So who are you going to have as the pigeon?"

"Constantine."

Mason quickly assembled the gun components in his hand and said to Catwoman:

"First of all, he is in another world. Even if things go wrong, the stars will find us, and John has an alibi. Secondly, John has developed a magic technique that can be used to communicate across worlds through his magic and curse tattoos.

In the end, don't look at Zha Kang as unreliable, but he and the Justice League have cooperated several times.

In the circle of top heroes, John has a lot more face than the three of us combined.

In summary, he is the most suitable person to deliver the message. "

"And if those guys insist on asking for evidence, John can use 'magic' to fool him, anyway, he has always been wandering.

Missing for months won't attract anyone's attention. "

Catwoman clapped her hands with bright eyes and said:

"Indeed, he is the most suitable candidate, but the curse of secrecy."

"So you can't come up with any words related to the Stars Association, you have to find the rules."

Mason stroked his left arm and said helplessly:

"You can only blur the information to avoid triggering the curse of the soul. John's experience in dealing with the curse is second to none in this world. I believe he can grasp this degree well.

Of course, Selena, you have your troubles too. "

The captain of Team K raised his head and said to Catwoman:

"I think Batman must be suspicious of your relationship with us now, instead of waiting for him to investigate secretly, you should find an opportunity to openly tell him the existence of the K team.

Make up a better story.

Don't ask him to believe but hold him down for now. "

"I'm good at this. I have a lot of experience with Batman."

Selena grinned, seeing it as another guessing game with Bruce Wayne, and then, at Mason's request, Catwoman pulled out her sword and handed it to him.

Mason, who had reassembled the gun, sat on the spot, took out two devil gold coins and melted them into liquid with magic fire in front of Catwoman, picked up some gold rods and other materials, and then took out Will Turner's forging Letters.

While reading the records in the book, he carved some mysterious runes on the smooth snow-like blade of Su Jie's eagle.

"What is this doing?"

Selena asked curiously,

Mason concentrated on drawing the texture, and said without raising his head:

"Enchanted!

Allows your weapon to have the 'curse' feature.

Fortunately, we have the devil's gold coin, a high-level material with its own curse power, otherwise, with my current level of enchanting and inscriptions, I would not be able to complete such a high-end operation.

It will definitely be revised in the future.

But we're going to the battlefield tonight, so you can't let you wield a blank weapon against Assassin, can you? "

"You really have more and more knowledge."

Catwoman exclaimed:

"Compared to you who are making rapid progress, I am simply an ignorant jewel thief."

"Don't belittle yourself so much, Selena, I know you are also very talented in clothing design, and I will ask you to teach me some tailoring skills later."

Mason activated [Swift Eyes and Quick Hands] and began to engrave the main body of the cursed inscription. The melted devil's gold coins turned into twisted and gloomy inscriptions and were painted on the sword body.

young man said:

"And your amazing jewelry collection, if I need to contact jewelry crafting, I hope you can provide me with some raw materials for a long time.

I can make those shiny cuties into magic items for you to use.

John knows this very well, and I plan to ask him later.

finished. "

Mason's golden rod left the blade of Su Jie's eagle, and the golden lines painted on it shimmered in the dark, and Mason baked it with magic fire for nearly a minute, then put it on his mouth and blew gently.

A layer of golden powder disappeared into the night, and the inscription on the blade became dim, like a Damascus-like ornament.

Successfully complete an excellent craft and advanced weapon temporary enchantment, and the proficiency of enchanting skills will increase by X20.

Successfully completed an excellent craft·heterogeneous inscription (curse) seal cutting, the proficiency of inscription literature skills has increased by X20, and is currently Lv1.

Inscription scrolls and magic ink crafting recipes are unlocked.

Two prompts flashed in front of Mason's eyes, and the young man nodded in satisfaction.

He put the primary enchanted weapon in front of him and looked at it. The excellent original entry of Sujie Eagle has not changed, but there is an additional temporary information label of [Cursed Weapon]:

When causing the target's life to bleed, apply [Curse of Weakness] and [Spiritual Shock] to it.

Because the curse carrier of the devil's gold coin has been transformed into the weapon itself, the curse no longer has a permanent effect, but the curse effect can be stacked multiple times until the target's spirit is completely defeated.

"Yes, its blade is deadlier."

Mason returned the long sword to Catwoman, and picked up Selena's cat tail whip and a pinch of unicorn mane. He wanted to add these processed high-grade materials to the whip to complete another "weapon upgrade" ".

Catwoman was next to her and instructed Mason how to weave for better results. The girls are really good at tailoring.

After more than ten minutes, the kite man finally arrived.

The poor bastard still had the smoke from the fierce battle and the exhaustion that could not be erased. As soon as he landed, he asked the boss for vitality potion and drank two bottles before he could barely recover.

"Boss, look at this!"

Charles picked up his mobile phone to show Mason the message, and he said in a strange tone:

"Those lunatics in Arkham sent me this, saying that I slaughtered Falcone's henchmen to prove that I was stronger than Falcone and more qualified to join the 'League of Evil'.

They invited me to Arkham tonight.

Said to be discussing the dominion of Gotham."

"Huh? This is a surprise."

Mason raised an eyebrow.

A great idea came to mind.

But before he could say anything, the kite man pointed to the top of the abandoned floor of the underground base not far away on the ground in a surprised tone, and said:

"What is the girl in the wheelchair doing? Why is she so close to the building? It's too dangerous!"

"Um?"

Mason and Selena turned their heads at the same time, and after seeing the figure on the top of the building clearly, their expressions changed and they ran over there immediately.

Bad thing!

Batman may be losing another child of his own tonight