Chapter 312 11 So the Current Membership Standards of the Mutant Group Are so High that They Are Going to Destroy the World?

Chapter 312 11. So the membership standards of mutant groups are now so high that they will destroy the world?

"Don't be so depressed."

In the invisible place where Lord Destiny hid the "candle", Mason felt complicated when he saw Shirley dying generously. He did not expect that there was such a trick in it.

I couldn't find any words of comfort for a while, so I simply joked:

"Maybe I can find a way to prevent you from dying, and then we can kill this big devil. But "resurrection" should be quite common in parallel world systems, right?"

He asked:

"To do this, is there a way to prevent you from dying?"

"Resurrection is indeed common. I have no less than three methods at my disposal, but without exception, the soul must be intact."

Xili sighed, touched her cheek, and said:

"But as I said just now, when I became the Grand Master, I was bound to its existence. It was not a simple soul curse like yours.

It gives us real power, and I get closer to it every time I use it.

Among the three great instructors, I am the most restrained. The Warlock has completely sunk into it and is indistinguishable from each other. The Swordsman is originally from hell, and she is extremely resistant to this kind of 'pollution'. "

"I know, it's the kind of technique similar to the 'Force'."

Mason rubbed his chin and said:

"No wonder I rarely see you using it. Even after being beaten like that by Sister Ka, I don't see you using your ultimate move. But it's not impossible."

He touched the Isu Shroud on his shoulder.

After hesitating for a while, he still didn't tell Ciri about Consus' existence. It wasn't that he didn't trust her, but that before he was completely sure, Mason felt that it was better not to make random promises to others.

"Do you want to encode her soul into an Isu ghost form like me?"

Consus suddenly appeared and hovered next to Mason. The Isu biologist looked at Ciri up and down. After a few seconds, he said to Mason:

"It's not impossible, but there is some kind of power surrounding her, which will affect the result of soul encoding. In fact, no matter what kind of 'resurrection', you must first remove the pollution from her body.

And I’m curious, is the ‘common destiny’ she mentioned before a two-way street?

If we bypass her and directly attack the devil's body."

"We have to go."

Shirley observed the invisible land with flickering candlelight in front of her. When she saw the dark red color floating in the light outlined by the flame, she turned to Mason who was lost in thought and said:

"You can't stay here too long, you'll disturb it."

"last question."

Mason coughed and said:

"Can I extinguish these candles? Summon a shower of rain or something."

"Do you think it would be that simple?"

Shirley rolled her eyes and said:

"The candlelight you see here is just the symbolic manifestation of the link between contract and power. It does not mean that Lord Destiny really made you into candles and placed them here.

And are you sure you can blow out a candle as quickly as it lights?

Look over there! "

She pointed to her left.

Mason turned around, just in time to see several clusters of candles suddenly extinguished, and the stone pillars carrying the flames collapsed together.

Xili said quietly:

"We just lost 7 C-class personnel, and a pioneering team was destroyed. It's a shame."

But as Mason watched, a new flame ignited where it had just been extinguished, indicating that a new C-level team had been re-selected and promoted.

If you look carefully, you will see that this kind of extinguishing and rekindling is happening constantly before your eyes. The candles at the top are burning steadily, but the candles at the bottom are changing more frequently.

Especially those thin sparks representing E-class personnel at the bottom of the bottomless depths are flickering like waves caused by the wind.

It's like a dot plot.

It reflects the current state of existence of the entire Star Council in the parallel world system, or it can also be understood as the "super long health bar" of the big devil, Lord Destiny.

When connected, it is so long that it can circle the earth several times. It is so long that all brave men who try to open up this BOSS will feel despair.

"I've been thinking of a plan."

A few minutes later, when Mason was pulled out of the dark cave by Ciri's hand and returned to the office of Star Castle, he said to his superiors:

"If we can have an opportunity to gather all B-class and A-class members together, for example, put them into a specific world, and then cause a massacre.

Or just blow up the whole world.

Losing so many high-grade candles at once would definitely make the big devil weak, right? "

Ciri didn't answer him.

Instead, she stared at him with a very strange look. After several seconds, Xili said:

"I am now convinced that its soul curse will never affect you. I will never be able to say the words you just said. Even thinking about it in a direction that will really hurt it will cause a serious backlash.

How did you do it, Mason?

How did you fool it? You clearly have its power, but you are completely unfettered. You can freely think about how to hurt it or even kill it."

"Ah, you discovered another little secret of mine."

Mason pouted.

He did not deny this, but it was difficult for him to explain the working principle of his "Golden Finger of Rebirth" to Ciri, so he could only say vaguely:

"Maybe it's because of my special physique?"

"You don't have to say it if you don't want to."

Shirley snorted, took off her mask and threw it on the table. She shook her long silver hair and said to Mason:

"You can go back, perfect your plan, let me know when you need my help, and don't feel sad about my fate.

When I chose to accept the position of Grand Instructor, I already knew that this day would definitely come. Death in the hands of a good person like you might not make people sad. "

"Why did you accept this position when you knew you were going to die?"

Mason frowned and asked:

"Did Old A convince you in some way?"

"No."

Xili looked back at him and said expressionlessly:

"Because I know that my death will hurt it very much. It will hurt my heart. It will be like a bomb detonating in the heart. It may not be able to kill it, but it can also create the best chance for my companions to defeat the enemy. .

Of course, at that time, I didn’t know that Old A and the others had no intention of destroying the Stars Club at all.

But your appearance was a surprise. "

"Well, let's think about it this way. If I can kill the three great mentors, maybe I only have to face a weak devil who is about to die of heartache?"

Mason proposed a rather "hell" idea, which was then ruthlessly rejected by Ciri.

"What do you think the A-level twelve-member council does for food?"

she says:

"They are all reserve members of the three great mentors. As long as one of the three of us dies, there will be a replacement immediately. The power feedback when they are 'promoted' is enough to prevent Lord Destiny from being weak and passively beaten.

Unless you can kill all the A-class personnel at once, as you said.

But that difficulty is too exaggerated. "

"It's no wonder it's the devil. This system is really too strict. It seems I really need to do some homework."

Mason rubbed his forehead with a headache, then he glanced at Shirley, put his hand on the bag, and said:

"Well, close your eyes."

"Um?"

Shirley, who had just picked up the coffee cup, looked at Mason in confusion, and the latter explained:

"I want to give you a gift, it has to be a little bit ritualistic."

"You know that even if I close my eyes, I can still detect what you are doing through my hunter senses, right?"

Shirley said in a long voice:

"Who told me before that useless rituals are a waste of time? As a grown man, you can even coyly give gifts to your boss. How can you shine in the workplace in the future?"

"Fine."

Seeing his superiors' venomous remarks, Mason snorted and released the Isu mechanical horse he had made from his bag, and activated its energy.

Golden flames instantly spread all over this exquisite mechanical vehicle, making it look like the legendary mythical Pegasus.

"for you."

Mason threw the elaborate reins to Ciri and said:

"As a hunter, it feels strange not to have a war horse. Although this horse is not as powerful as your father's carrot, at least it will not be afraid or tired.

Don't be angry, please. "

"What the hell is this? This is where my grand master of the Stars Club sits when he goes out?"

Ciri sneered at the gift, played with the reins in her hands, and said:

"I have my own mount, but you haven't seen it before. Mason, with all due respect, your understanding of me is only superficial. If you really want to give me a gift in the future, you should put more thought into it."

She made a very venomous comment.

Then he took a sip of coffee, waved his hands to see the guest off, and said:

"Go back to your psycho girlfriend, don't come over here if you have nothing to do, and don't cause any trouble. Rest for a while and wait for the difficult development mission of B-class personnel.

Don't stay here and look upset. "

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now."

Mason raised his hands to beg for mercy, turned around and pushed open Mr. Hunter's office door, but instead of leaving, he turned around and walked towards the other side of the first floor.

He also took out another gorgeously decorated gift box from his luggage.

But he didn't forget.

He also has a "date" with the swordsman master.

In the office, Shirley put down her coffee cup and stepped forward to stroke the Midnight Sun horse, which was waiting for the rider's instructions. She put the reins on and curled her lips and said:

"The little guy is quite scheming. He knew that he had done something wrong and prepared an apology gift in advance. This is a good intention. But speaking of it, why did I suddenly get so angry before?

Emmmm, I must be dizzy. "

As she spoke, she touched her cheek, curled her lips and said with some sadness:

"She is already an old aunt, her charm is gone, and she can't even handle a young man. Xili, Xili, your method of wearing one less button has failed.

This is so embarrassing. "

——

"Hey, Mason? Usually the hunter protects you like a treasure, why did you let him come to his door today?"

When Mason knocked on the door of the Grand Master Swordsman's office, the blond girl opened the door to him enthusiastically and jokingly welcomed Mason in.

But the environment in her office.

Uh, how should I put it?

If the hunter's side is a bit antique, then this side can be called a "garbage dump". All kinds of obviously powerful collectibles are placed haphazardly, with no pattern at all.

There was a rather evil bone bed placed outside the relatively tidy office area.

But the blanket on the bed was twisted into something very abstract. There was a pink slipper under the bed, but the other one had flown to someone unknown.

It feels like a slovenly otaku dormitory.

But the careless Swordsman didn't care about this. She asked Mason to sit on a chair and tried to get him some hell-flavored snacks to try, but Mason politely refused.

He felt that his intestines and stomach were still a little delicate in front of the delicacies of hell.

"You even brought a gift? Ha, the hunter taught you really well, I like it."

The swordsman pulled up the chair and sat down next to Mason in a relaxed posture. He immediately saw the gift box that Mason put on the table. This thing made her smile immediately.

"This isn't a bribe, it's just a thank you for your help."

Mason said politely and handed over the gift.

The swordsman took it in his hand and tore it open several times without hesitation, and then saw the bundle of whip weapons that were very similar to the mantra lasso in the gift box.

She glanced at the thing strangely, then glanced at Mason and said:

"You probably don't know the customs of hell very well, Mason, let me explain them to you.

Generally speaking, when men in hell give women something that can be restrained, it often represents some unfriendly intentions.

Although your face is barely beautiful.

But I'm sorry, I don't have much interest in men like you, a nice guy. After all, I already have one at home. How about I give it back? "

"But it's a weapon."

Seeing that the "cultural difference" was violated, Mason hurriedly explained in order not to be regarded as a hooligan:

"I got it from a war world. It's a submission lasso blessed by the gods of Olympus. As long as your mental power is stronger than the other person's, you can use this thing to tie someone to force him to do anything.

I think this style of weapon matches your temperament very well, so I specially selected it. If it really doesn't suit me, I can change it.

Do you want Neptune's Trident? "

As he opened his luggage, he said:

"The weapon of the King of the Seven Seas can control wind and rain, but it requires Atlantean blood to use it."

"Oh, it's a weapon. If you had told me earlier, I thought you were planning to do something with me that everyone would like to see."

The swordsman laughed, grabbed the submission lasso and waved it casually.

As Mason watched in astonishment, the thing flew up and was accurately placed on his shoulders. With the swordsman pulling hard, Mason's arms and body were restrained.

"Now! Tell me! Mason Cooper!"

The swordsman who had been smiling just now stood up and raised his long legs, pressing down on Mason's shoulders with his black skull boots.

As she surrendered to the pull of the noose, she asked loudly in a rather peculiar posture like a female spy from hell who tortured a patriot:

"Are you a mutant? Did the hunter send you to spy on our intelligence? The gargoyle I placed in the corridor just saw you walking out of her office.

Are you having an affair with her? "

"I'm a mutant! The hunter doesn't know about the cooperation between you and me, and I respect her completely without any undue thoughts.

She is a noble princess. "

Mason felt compelled.

But he had no intention of hiding it, so he answered calmly:

"I came here today just to talk to you about this matter, 'Mysterious' Liana, did you help me because you sensed my mutant identity?"

"Shua"

The swordsman wrapped the other end of the submission lasso around his arm, allowing himself to accept this "double torture". Then he looked at Mason and answered:

"Yes! With this thing, you can also feel whether I am lying. This eliminates the need for hypocritical politeness. This is how we people in hell do things.

If you want to talk about business, you must have insurance to avoid wasting time and energy.

I originally prepared a torture circle.

Fortunately, you brought this so that you don't have to endure the pain of soul torture. "

She blinked her eyes sincerely and said:

"But don't worry, after everything is confirmed, I will give you absolutely satisfactory compensation. When did you know your mutant identity?"

"Six hours ago."

Mason took out the card given by the master from his pocket, but did not take it out immediately.

He looked at Liana and said:

"I feel that my mutant ability has not been fully activated. In your words, the X gene is still in a recessive state, but I care more about my life experience than my unknown abilities.

Can you give me some clues about this problem? "

"It's not certain yet."

The swordsman said with some annoyance:

"We have been searching for all our fellow mutants in the parallel world to prevent them from falling into the trap of being bewitched, but your situation is unique.

According to the information I have found so far, it was a tragic accident.

But I am probably certain that you should come from the same world as me, Mason. In addition to being superiors and subordinates, we are also fellow villagers. "

"Can this thing help you?"

The vibration from the lasso of submission meant that the swordsman's answer contained no lies. After confirming this, Mason flicked the card in his hand.

The swordsman held it in his hand, glanced at Mason in surprise, and said:

"I thought this thing was destroyed in the previous containment operation. Wait! There was a disturbance in time and space on this thing. You traveled through time and got it in the past?

Amazing! Mason. "

"so so."

The young man smiled and asked again:

"If you are sure that I come from your world, can you send me back? Although I don't care so much about my life experience, if possible, I still want to see who my parents are."

"Well, that's the problem."

The swordsman said with a headache:

"Something happened in our home world. It is now under the control of that bastard Warlock. That guy used mysterious power to seal the coordinates of our home world.

Even I can't send you back. In fact, I haven't gone back for a long time. "

"Thrown away your own world?"

Mason raised his eyebrows and said:

"This doesn't seem to be the style of the mutant community. Perhaps it can be said that you have no choice but to do so?

Okay, let me provide you with some useful information. I can extract the specific coordinate information from this card. Don't act so surprised, Liana, you and I both know that you have seen something more powerful with your own eyes.

If I have specific world coordinates, can you send me there? "

"Can!"

The swordsman narrowed his eyes, nodded and said:

"I will personally escort you there, and I have something to ask of you."

"What's up?"

Mason asked, and then heard the swordsman say in an extremely gloomy tone:

"Just asking you to do a small favor for our lost hometown. I don't know what the warlock is hiding there, but it's definitely not good, so one of your tasks there is to destroy it!

We're mutants, Mason.

We are the most united group of people in the doomsday era. We may have no future, but we will not allow our hometown to fall into the hands of others.

Just treat it as giving it the final dignity and dignity.

Ruined it!

Then you will become one of our own, and my sister will take you to see the truly powerful things. "