Chapter 139 22 Operation Codename "Swindle and Fraud" For "Prisoner on the Throne" Brothers Added [210]

Chapter 139 22. Operation codename “Deception and Abduction” – additional updates for the “Prisoners on the Throne” brothers [210]

"Are you sure you want to dismantle it?"

Outside the lakeside of the ruins of Hogwarts, beside Hodmode Village Station, Zha Kang looked at Mason who picked up an engineering wrench and gestured at the front of the magic train.

Then he glanced at the Fenrir armor that was placed on the platform and was being looked at in circles by a group of pirates with admiration and awe, standing like a mechanical giant in the moonlight.

He clicked his tongue and said:

"I admit that this alchemy engine looks interesting, but there's no way it's big enough to fit into that cool Batboy armor, right?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Mason glanced up at Zha Kang and said:

"Do you only do this simple job of putting one thing into another thing? Ask your people to come over and remove it! I have already drawn the drawings and understood the working principle of this thing. Now I just need to inspect the actual thing. To confirm my idea of ​​miniaturizing it.”

"Can it be done?"

Zha Kang is a magic genius but also a mechanical idiot.

His understanding of these engineering items was limited to exclaiming "Unexpectedly" when he saw them.

But at Mason's request, he still rolled up his sleeves and called on the pirates of the Black Pearl who had been trained to come forward to help.

Mason had dismantled the alchemy engine used in this magic train once last time, and he was familiar with it this time.

He used an engineering wrench to disassemble the parts, and at the same time told the pirates to carry them out and place them on the platform in order.

The Lord Wizard's request must be implemented seriously.

This group of pirates also cleverly tried to make a good impression in front of Mason.

The most obedient among them have been sent to another world to enjoy life with Captain Jack Sparrow, and the rest will naturally seize the opportunity to perform well and escape from this ruined world full of "magic ghouls".

Dozens of people worked together and quickly moved the alchemy engine to the platform. Mason took out the drawings that he had already analyzed and drawn to compare with the real thing in front of him.

After determined to become a manufacturing master, this was his first attempt to use a variety of techniques to complete his memorable first "large project."

He wants to miniaturize this alchemical engine and put it into Fenrir's armor as its energy center.

"Why are you bothering with this?"

Zha Kang used a teleportation spell to send the pirates back to the mage tower in the Forbidden Forest. He stayed next to Mason, smoking a cigarette and complaining:

"Since this is Batboy's own armor, he must have a power battery that can adapt to this thing. With your relationship with him, wouldn't it be enough to just go get one?

I don't understand mechanics though.

But I think if you put an engine used on trains into a suit, the result will definitely not be good. "

"I could get an atomic power battery from the cutting-edge lab at Wayne Industries, but why would I do that?"

As Mason used his engineering knowledge to modify the drawings, he said:

“Other people’s things always belong to others, and I don’t like to put the power of my livelihood on others.

I finally found Judy to help me cancel all elements related to Batman on this armor, and also unlocked the DNA lock. Why should I repeat the same mistakes and send it back to Bruce?

John, if the Justice League does come to beat us up, you'd better hope I can finish this thing before then. "

As he spoke, Mason raised his head and looked at Zha Kang who was very idle. He took out a large bag of enchanting and inscription raw materials prepared in advance from his suitcase, and said to Zha Kang:

"If you are very free, why not help me complete the armor inscriptions on Fenrir's armor?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Zha Kang’s eyes widened and he said:

"You still want to engrave runes on such a big iron lump? Are you going to fully enchant it later? Are you going to transform it into a weapon that combines technology and magic?

What an idea!

But no.

The steel of this armor is not magic metal. It is strong enough but the energy conductivity is too poor. "

"We have plenty of magic metal."

Mason said without raising his head:

"You just need to design a more powerful inscription and enchantment system, and I will do the replacement of the magic metal inside it. Oh, yes, there is also this!"

The young man took out the tattered anti-Superman suit from the suitcase again, snapped his fingers to Zha Kang and said:

“By the way, we also designed ‘magic weapons’ for this suit, with functions such as shields, rays, energy absorption and emission, etc.

This shouldn’t trouble you, right?

In the future, when our system matures, I will get a suit of armor for each of you. Otherwise, other people in the team will think that we can't afford it when they see it. "

Mason frantically tried to draw a pie, but Zha Kang, who was as cunning as a ghost, was not fooled.

Constantine has seen the world. He picked up the pile of magic materials and looked at the two sets of combat weapons beside him, one large and one small, and said:

"When you can make this kind of armor with your hands, I guess you won't even need them to defeat a demon knight like Brad with your bare hands.

Hey, after I learn all about Grindelwald's dark magic and the secret inheritance of the Shinto Magic Institute, watch me go back and beat up that ignorant bastard. "

"You don't have to wait until you become powerful. You have the opportunity to beat him up now."

Mason used a ruler and a drawing pen to make changes on the drawing in front of him.

The various knowledge in his mind kept rolling and pushing his thoughts to be active. Various wonderful ideas were splashing and making him constantly modify the original design of the alchemy engine in front of him.

While drawing, he said to Zha Kang:

"Since Jason Blood has unreasonably targeted our people, we don't need to talk to him about any rules. I decided to take him with us when we go to hunt Mr. Sandstorm this time.

The strength of the old pioneer team is strong, and we may also need some "external aid".

If Jason Blood is a demon with justice in his heart as you said, then when he sees the K team and the hounds of the Star Society fighting to the death, he will naturally understand the significance of our existence to this world."

"Good idea."

Constantine blew a smoke ring and said faintly:

" But what are you going to do? Brad is not one of those rookies who will be fooled by your words.

That guy has lived for more than a thousand years. In his time, he was one of the Holy Grail Knights that King Arthur relied on the most. Although he did not enter the Round Table Council, he should never be underestimated.

Not to mention that he has a "demon friend" to help him with strategies.

The combat power of the upper demon Itlegan is beyond your imagination, Mason. If you are not careful, Mr. Sandstorm will not be killed, but our K team will be eaten alive by that crazy and violent guy.

Demons generally have bad tempers. "

"Yes, although I have never seen a demon, I also know that they have bad tempers. "

Mason nodded and said:

"So, John, can you forcefully awaken the demon in Jason Blood? A knight who has lived for a thousand years can certainly maintain his sanity and not follow us through the door under deliberate temptation, but if it is an out-of-control and provoked demon, I think the probability that we can deceive it is very high. "

"Fuck!"

Zha Kang viciously smashed the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, stomped it out with one foot, raised his middle finger to Mason and cursed:

"I knew that I should be alert when you said you had an idea, and you want to push me into the fire pit again?

You bastard captain! I have been working diligently since joining Team K, why Do I have to do such dangerous things every time? "

"The more capable, the more work."

Mason sighed and said:

"Besides, no one else can use such advanced magic except you. I can make some magic scrolls now, but I don't think I can make such high-level scrolls with my poor inscription skills, so you have to do it.

But I won't let you work for nothing, John.

You know me, I have always been generous, how about letting you challenge the trophy first this time? Or wait until I make the super soldier serum and give it to you first?"

"What the hell is that thing? Why does it sound so evil?"

Zha Kang asked again while holding a cigarette.

Mason talked about the effects of the alchemy formula he got at the trade fair.

After hearing that injecting the serum can make his physique surpass the human limit in all aspects and enter the superhuman category, Constantine narrowed his eyes and was obviously attracted.

He has his own troubles.

As he said, there are a group of bad guys "above" and "below" in the world of Gotham who are always coveting his soul.

In the past, Constantine would do anything to protect himself. Now that he has joined Team K, he can hide in other parallel worlds and finally spend some time without being disturbed.

But those troubles will not disappear by themselves, so Constantine is also constantly strengthening his power in his own way.

He learned Grindelwald's black magic, learned the secret arts of the Shinto Magic Institute, and collected all kinds of strange magic books in Star Castle for this purpose.

He is one of the people in Team K who needs power the most urgently.

So after more than ten seconds of consideration, Zha Kang took a deep breath of smoke, glanced at Mason, and said:

"Okay, deal. I can help you this time at the risk of completely offending Brad, but you have to make the super soldier serum for me within a month.

If it really has no side effects as you said, then I owe you a favor.

Alas, magic is also very troublesome. I actually master a lot of dangerous forbidden techniques, but my mortal body can't withstand the backlash of that kind of higher magic."

"Well, in fact, if you can accept having a second personality in your mind, I can make you a similar superhuman potion now."

Mason pointed to his head and whispered:

"The formula is here. I've tried it before. Just nod your head, John, and you'll instantly become a super strong guy. It's just a little risk.

Anyway, considering how bad your life is, having a second personality is actually no big deal. Think about it in a positive way, you can still chat with yourself."

"Go away. I don't need a second personality to chat with myself. Besides, my life has already fallen into the quagmire. Do you still want me to swim on my back in the stinking quagmire?"

Zha Kang cursed:

"If you want to use it, you must use the best! Don't try to trick me into testing medicine for you again, you bastard. You've been writing and drawing for so long, and you still haven't finished it? Do you have pig's trotters growing on your arms?"

"Don't curse, it's already designed."

Mason picked up the complicated drawing in his hand.

It was a miniaturized alchemy engine, about the same size as the engine on his flying motorcycle.

However, the internal structure used by the Magic Train's large engine has been retained and improved to ensure that the power of this little thing is enough to support Fenrir's armor in full combat.

Before super technology like the Ark Reactor was obtained, this thing was the best power source that Mason could find.

Moreover, it was designed by wizards, so it can naturally be perfectly adapted to some magic charging requirements, and does not even require complicated "ordinary energy/magic" conversion.

This is extremely convenient for Mason who wants to transform Fenrir's armor into a technological/magic armor.

"The only problem now is that I need to improve my engineering skills to make it, and I need to set up a professional engineering laboratory."

Mason rubbed his chin, looked at his drawings, and said:

"You can't really rub out these precision parts with your hands. That's not scientific or magical at all."

"One more question!"

Zha Kang, who was circling the tattered Anti-Superman suit to come up with a magic enhancement plan for it, raised his head and said to Mason:

“All of Batboy’s weapons are designed and manufactured according to the ‘no kill’ principle.

His armor is equipped with non-lethal weapons, which can only be used by that madman Bruce Wayne. Non-lethal weapons are not suitable for the scene we are facing.

You also have to find a way to replace these two sets of armor with more powerful weapon systems.

But I don’t think you need to rush this, because besides stealing things from Wayne Industries’ military laboratory, we have better options. "

Constantine blew out a smoke ring and said to Mason:

"Isn't it said that the Afterlife team, which controls future technology, has a grudge against that sandstorm? After we kill the sandstorm, wouldn't it be cooler to blackmail some more destructive weapons from the ally team and install them?"

"Now we think about it together, John."

Mason grinned and said:

"The various black technologies mastered by the Afterlife Team are also a treasure trove. We must be good at digging out the urgently needed knowledge from them. I will leave these two things with you for now, and I will go back.

I will bring magic metal over tomorrow night to modify their 'spellcasting system'. "

"What are you going back for?"

Zha Kang pouted and said:

"Be careful of being caught and tortured by Brad. The devil's punishment is notoriously perverted, so it's better to just stay here."

"I think so too, but don't you have to go to work tomorrow morning?"

Mason sighed and said:

“Doctor Leslie is very kind to me, and I have to keep practicing my first aid skills so that you don’t really encounter that critical situation and have no one to treat you.

This is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for carelessness.

Also, did the two wizard traitors who stayed here ask for anything? "

"No, I'm very tough."

Zha Kang snorted and said:

"They are all high-level wizards, and the effect of Veritaserum on them is very limited.

With your permission, my dear Captain, perhaps I can use some less 'humane' methods to ask for the information we need. "

"up to you."

Mason pushed up his hat, looked at the ruins of Hogwarts in the distance, and said:

"Just remember to stay alive.

When they choose to betray their own world, there is no need for us to talk to them about human rights. Maybe their screams can put the resentful spirits in this doomsday wasteland to rest.

So be it.

I'm going back. "

He bid farewell to Zha Kang and used the World Gate to return to the secret base of Port Miller.

He was very careful on the way back to the shop. As he approached Crime Alley, the Sorting Hat, which had been silent, suddenly reminded Mason in his heart:

"Look at the area to the left of the third small advertisement under the telephone pole on the right in front of you! Yes, it's the few lines under the small advertisement claiming to be an aphrodisiac. Look carefully!"

"Um?"

Mason followed the Sorting Hat's complicated instructions and looked over. There was an almost invisible glimmer of light beating in the deep night.

This is still the case where Mason can sense the flow of magic because he possesses magic fire. Without a reminder, he would never have noticed something like a child's graffiti.

"It's a dark spell used to monitor everything happening around you, like a devil's eye."

The Sorting Hat whispered:

"It will not expire for more than thirty minutes, Mason. That demon knight Jason Blood has locked onto you, and he will take action immediately if you show any suspicious behavior."

"Um."

Mason stood in front of the small advertisement on the telephone pole and looked at it carefully. His expression was like "My disease is finally cured." Then he walked away quickly and speechlessly under the disdainful gaze of a drunk sister who was passing by.

Amidst the laughter coming from behind, he whispered tiredly:

"Don't worry, Hat, he won't affect your revenge, I promise."

"It's our revenge!"

The Sorting Hat corrected him in an old man's voice:

"I have a feeling that you are about to be involved in a terrible trouble, which may take up a lot of your time and postpone the sweet moment of revenge.

This is what I don't want to see, so I decided to give you something else to help you get through this difficult time. Don't be afraid, the blood oath of revenge has been made. As you said, we are already our own people, so we will not ask you to go again. Do dangerous things.

However, I would like to state in advance that you may need to find a way to fix it first. "