Chapter 144 27 Middle-Aged Spider-Man Also Lost His Dream [710]

Chapter 144 27. Spider-Man has lost his dream even after reaching middle age——【710】

The zombies besieging the parking lot deep underground are obviously different from the zombies in the Hogwarts world and the ghouls in the Caribbean world.

This has been proven in Barbara's reconnaissance just now.

Mason, holding the Widowmaker precision rifle, used the flying claw to reach the third floor of the wing building. While Ertong and Jack approached on the ground and Barbara set up the drone bomb swarm, he was also carefully observing the enemy in front of him.

He can now be completely sure that the "Zombie King" in command should be the underworld godfather Kingpin who dominates this city. This can be seen from his iconic cane and his sturdy body and muscles even after being transformed into a zombie.

But in addition to the more "impressive" Kingpin, even the most ordinary members of this group of zombies have flexibility that other zombies do not have at all.

Although they have dry skin, atrophied muscles and lost their vision like their compatriots in other worlds, and can only hunt by smell and hearing, they are obviously an "evolved version".

Some mutants in the zombie swarm obviously have the same huge body as the zombie Hagrid, and some have twisted bodies like crawling "spider".

In fact, Mason had seen such "mutants" when he first encountered zombies in the Hogwarts world, but in that doomsday, such mutants were only a few and very rare, but now the number of such things in the zombie swarm commanded by Kingpin has increased significantly.

This strange phenomenon immediately reminded Mason of the "2149 Source Virus" loaded in the biological missile that the Assassin's League tried to launch in Arkham Asylum.

"Is this the difference between the two viruses?"

The captain of the K team frowned and thought about this question.

Perhaps the hounds of the Star Society will also use different weapons when they carry out the first round of "pollution" against the worlds of different power systems?

After all, in this vassal world belonging to the Six-Headed Snake Team, there are not only the evil six-headed snake, but also the Green Goblin and Spider-Man. There may even be the Avengers in the world background, which is a top force that can be equated with the Justice League.

This can't be considered a weak world, right?

"The drone swarm is ready!"

Barbara's voice came from the communication and woke up Mason who was thinking.

The captain raised the precision technical rifle and pressed the trigger to enter the charging mode. He locked the corpse king standing on the roof of a car and roaring.

When the charging was about to be completed, he whispered:

"Attack!"

"Bang"

The low explosion of the high-tech heavy sniper opened the curtain of the battle. The second barrel was charged in a standing position behind the temporary shelter he found. The future weapon with the same cool appearance as the rifle in Mason's hand fired at the corpse group.

This guy's physical fitness is already among the top of normal humans. After the double enhancement of the Lazarus Pool and the unicorn blood, he has already advanced into the field of "superhuman", just like holding a heavy sniper and being able to shoot very steadily.

But the corpse king suddenly raised his arm as if sensing danger, blocking this fatal shot like a shield, and the charged sniper bullet only made the muscles and bones of his arm explode.

At the same time, Mason's technical rifle was also fully charged.

Two engineering bullets with high firing rate, strong impact and burning effect hit the zombie king whose arm had just been blown off in the blink of an eye. The perfect cooperation from the two barrels formed a double sniper.

The Lv4 shooting skill plus the precision rifle in his hand allowed the bullet to shoot into the left eye of the Kingpin and perform a low implosion in the skull. The smelly and disgusting liquid exploded with the burnt meat, causing the zombie king to fall to the ground with a roar.

But the lack of a kill prompt made Mason frown.

Although it is not a dedicated sniper rifle, it is still alive after being shot in the head by a fully charged bullet?

This is to say that the K team, which has just replaced the new weapon, has finally been able to keep up with the version, but the actual combat effect is just like this? Or is it that the zombies in this world have actually maxed out their physical resistance?

Although the first shot failed to kill the target, the two barrels didn't care at all.

The moment Mason hit the zombie king, he pulled the bolt again, his eyes under the red round helmet aimed coldly and ruthlessly, and then pulled the trigger again.

Next to the zombie king, a big guy with a bloated body like a "big-headed doll" was spraying deadly venom towards the parking lot under the protection of normal zombies. His head was exploded on the spot by two barrels.

Mason above his head also began to call out names and kills, and the killing prompts appeared in front of the translucent light screen again like a screen.

"Roar!"

The roar mixed with anger was like an order given to the zombie tide. The next moment, the zombies who came one after another to besiege the underground parking lot turned around and rushed towards the corner where Team K was.

Barbara, who was higher up, quickly pushed forward a black device similar to a mortar.

This scattered mine launcher, which was transformed by Mason from the combat module of the Batmobile, immediately fired more than a dozen laser-guided anti-infantry mines to the ground.

How could the brainless zombies know how to dodge?

They rushed forward howling and continuously triggered the mines on the ground, splashing balls of fire on their way forward. Ertong and Mason, one above and one below, acted as snipers here. They did not attack ordinary zombies but aimed at the mutants.

Whether it is the "big head" that spews venom from a distance or the "spiders" that move quickly, they will be ruthlessly killed as long as they approach the corner of the street.

In the final analysis, zombies only look scary. Once the weaknesses of this twisted creature are understood, they can only become straw to be harvested in front of real warriors.

"Barbara, prepare the petrification grenade!"

Mason took the opportunity to change the magazine to give the order to the bat girl in the back, and Barbara immediately raised the grenade pendant under the kinetic shotgun in her hand.

Three consecutive engineering transformation grenades were fired and exploded when they fell into the zombie group, but there was no fire or impact, only the weak petrification potion sealed inside was splashed like raindrops.

In just a few seconds, the zombie tide that had approached the ground shelter of Ertong and Jack turned into a hideous stone statue, blocking the road for more zombies behind, and Captain Jack also rushed out with a shotgun in hand, shooting at the stone statues in front of him bravely, smashing them into broken bricks and tiles all over the ground.

As a legendary pirate, Captain Jack has maxed out the skill of "fighting with the wind".

"Target the vicinity of the zombie king, bombing begins!"

Mason grabbed the flying claw and quickly descended from the third floor to the ground to meet Jack with Er Tong, who was holding an assault rifle, and gave another order to Barbara, who was responsible for suppressing the rear.

Thirty bat drones that took off in advance, carrying Mason's handmade alchemical incendiary bombs, roared to the back of the block and completed the "bombing" under Barbara's precise control.

This chemical bomb with special incendiary alchemical smelting sticks to any object it touches like a Molotov cocktail as soon as it lands, and the flames from the guard gun tower under the parking lot continue to help burn. When Mason and the other two rushed over on the ground full of broken corpses, the entire intersection of the block began to burn.

"It's going to run!"

The sharp-eyed Jack shot the living zombies beside him with a pistol, and when he looked up, he saw the big zombie king in front of him knocking away the burning zombies and trying to rush out of the sea of ​​fire.

This guy really still has some reason left.

It even knows how to seek benefits and avoid harm.

But Mason was still very pleased to see that the bullet he fired before was not in vain.

A piece of this guy's skull was blown off, and he could even see his shriveled brain when he staggered and roared, but he was indeed healing himself, which made Ertong draw his gun and shoot immediately.

Bullets hit the big guy's body with stars, but only left small wounds. This guy can be bulletproof with just muscles! Ertong simply switched back to the heavy sniper and fired several shots into the big guy's forehead, and then knocked him down in the flames.

"Is he dead?"

The timid captain asked in a low voice, Ertong shook his head, pulled out the kinetic pistol Archangel from his waist and was about to go forward to shoot, but was stopped by Mason.

"It's useful to keep it."

The captain said briefly as he walked over there.

Ertong nodded without any argument, and put the weapon back into his waist like the best soldier.

Mason walked to the side of the zombie Kingpin. The skull of this big guy was smashed by the two barrels, but he was still alive. The disgusting flesh and blood surged in the wound and healed slowly in a weird posture.

This scene looked very shabby.

The young man took out an enchanted bottle from his arms, and wrapped a special inscription chain around the body of the zombie villain, and then chanted the spell modified by Zha Kang to shrink this big guy like the Batmobile and the Black Pearl and put it into the magic bottle.

He was not a spellcaster and could not do this just by relying on the spells of black magic, but the combination of enchantment and inscription can also achieve the same effect.

Mason flicked the bottle in his hand and the "Zombie Kingpin Figure" in the bottle, put it in his arms with a smile, and sighed in his heart that he had obtained a very good research sample again.

"Mason, the man named 'Parker' in the parking lot came out, be careful, he moves very quickly!"

Barbara, who stayed behind, had been observing this side and informed Mason and others of the movement in time.

Mason didn't react in particular, but Ertong shifted his gun to aim at the guy who jumped three times from the underground garage and appeared on the street.

Obviously, Ertong's fighting instinct sensed the danger.

Mason looked at the figure in front of him, who curled up his legs and landed on the top of the street lamp in the iconic Spider-Man action.

The classic red and blue color scheme, plus the white goggles and the black spider web embellishment on the uniform made him look like a hero who walked into reality from a comic book.

However, Mason also noticed the figure of the Spider-Man in front of him. Well, it was a bit "bloated", especially the abdomen. The slightly bulging belly seemed to have explained a lot of problems.

"Can we talk now?"

Mason put away his weapon and asked in a low voice against the background of the burning corpses.

Spider-Man squatting on the street lamp hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Let me confirm again, are you from the Star Society?"

"Yes."

Mason did not hide it, and said:

"But we are different from those who destroyed this world."

"Tsk, the person I brought into the shelter last time said the same thing."

Spider-Man said sarcastically:

"But they took Gwen and Frank away, leaving the rest of us to die in the shelter. Who are you going to find in this devastated world this time, young sir?

As you can see, the whole of New York has already been destroyed, and the whole world has withered.

There is nothing here worth your lingering."

"Gwen and Frank?"

Mason frowned slightly and said:

"Spider-Woman and Punisher? What's going on here? Is it the 'talent pool' of each team of the Star Club? But why would those blind guys rather take Gwen away and leave you here?

You are obviously the greatest Spider-Man.

If it were me, I would kidnap you even if I had to give up this world."

"You know a lot, young man."

Spider-Man snorted, and landed in front of Mason with a nimble roll, completely ignoring the black muzzle of the gun in the second barrel's hand and the half-pulled blade of Captain Jack.

He looked at Mason, with a hint of self-mockery, and whispered:

"Because I'm old, useless, and a burden. This is what your colleagues said when they persuaded Gwen to leave. They thought I couldn't hear.

But in fact, my spider sense has only degenerated.

My hearing has not degenerated."

"Old?"

Mason raised his eyebrows and replied:

"Will Spider-Man also get old? Your voice sounds like you are in your thirties at most, at most a middle-aged man.

I'm not bragging, there is an old man in my city who is already 38 years old but has to take time to beat up a dozen villains every night after dinner to digest his meal.

That's called dragon and tiger.

And I don't believe Gwen Stacy will leave you for this ridiculous reason. You must have had a big fight with her because you want to send her away from this hopeless world.

Right?"

"Shut up! Sharp-tongued young man."

The middle-aged Spider-Man clenched his fist angrily and waved at Mason.

He threatened:

"Don't think I can't beat you without my spider sense! Your weird guns are useless to me!"

"Mason, something is coming towards us, very fast, like some kind of flying object! There is a strong electromagnetic signal on him, he should be carrying some kind of monitoring equipment!

Hide quickly."

Barbara's warning sounded in the communication, and Spider-Man in front of him also looked at the special watch on his wrist. He dodged a few steps and jumped into the parking lot below.

A few seconds later, his slightly cynical voice came from afar:

"Come in, those are the Sandman's lackeys on patrol. In view of your help, you are allowed to stay here for one night, and get out tomorrow morning!

We don't have any extra supplies for you."

Mason nodded to his team members, and Barbara also rushed over quickly with the flying claw gun. They entered the garage before the vulture cruised to this block.

As soon as they entered here, most of Barbara's electronic equipment was interfered and could not function normally. Obviously, there was some kind of "electronic defense" here to protect them from being discovered by the outside world.

Vulture circled a few times in the sky nearby, took pictures of the burning blocks and saw the zombies that were burned to death. He curled his lips and reported to Osborne Tower:

"The 'rats' in the city just had a fight with the zombie gang. It seems that the zombies have failed again."

"Keep searching, Vulture."

Electric Man responded in a gloomy and electronic voice in the communication:

"The boss wants you to search the whole city before sunset. Don't let a single block go!"

"Bullshit boss!"

Vulture complained:

"He came to us only after all his cronies died, and he licked his face and said that he would take us to be rich and powerful in the Star Club, but he didn't even have a world. He couldn't even get the Gate of the Sword.

He was just lucky!

If the Swordsman's team had met us first when conquering this world, there would be no place for Sandman! That bastard has a sense of honor for being a dog. "

"I think so too, but you'd better not say it directly, you idiot."

The Electric Man said impatiently:

"We are still the same, but Sandman is no longer the bastard who was beaten by Spider-Man. We can't afford to offend him now, so go on patrol.

Let's have a few drinks together when we come back tonight. The guy named Constantine said he would treat us.

Tsk, another two-faced bastard!"