Chapter 403 18 Why Are All the Strange Things I Encounter Not Serious? (Throws the Table) Monthly Ticket Plus More [1820]

Chapter 403 18. Why are all the strange things I encounter not serious? (Throwing the table) - Monthly ticket plus update [1820]

Mason's time is going backwards.

Just like Barry Allen intercepted the timeline in the War World, Mason's personal time is constantly being pulled back. Even if he is running forward at the speed of light, the whole world in his eyes is like a movie playing in reverse.

Unless he exceeds the speed of light and jumps into the time network, this dilemma may not end.

Unfortunately, the Speedy Tail Ring does not have this function. The information tag of this thing has clearly stated that this item cannot be used for time travel.

So the next moment, he returned to the rain-shrouded New York City.

Still the familiar street corner, still the familiar enemy.

Zha Kang has fallen down exhausted, Mason's water clone has disappeared, and only clothes and luggage are left on the ground.

Poor Constantine finally decided to save his friend again, but his desperate counterattack failed to cause any harm to his opponent.

He had a very accurate assessment of the strength of both sides. This was an invincible opponent.

"I just wanted to ask questions. All I needed was answers."

The dark Doctor Strange, who was as gloomy and elegant as the legendary vampire duke, was suspended in the air. He said to Mason expressionlessly:

"Your and Constantine's lives are not necessary in my eyes. If you satisfy my curiosity, I will naturally let you go."

"Oh, by 'leave' you mean sacrificing us to your mortal enemy, the evil god Shuma Golas from the Sea of ​​No Light?

What's the difference between that and death?

No, it's better to die directly."

Mason knew he couldn't win but still didn't give up.

He held the activation key of Fenrir's armor and took the superman drug in his other hand. On the street where everything was suspended, he gritted his teeth and said to Black Strange:

"Excuse me, that's the grudge between you two big guys. Don't involve us, the small fish from another world, okay?"

"You know a lot."

Black Strange became interested. He looked Mason up and down and said:

"Constantine didn't lie. His captain is indeed a wise man with extensive knowledge. No wonder he can do such a good job in that dirty place called "Star Club".

But think about it in a positive way, Mr. Mason.

The sacrifice ceremony only requires sacrificing one person. You have a 50% chance of not dying, but if you continue to resist, the mortality rate will become 100%."

Faced with this threat, Mason's reaction was to raise his head and drink the golden superman drug.

The next moment, the power of the Great Super descended, causing him to raise his head and shoot two heat rays at Black Strange.

The latter used the dark runes floating in front of him as a shield to resist, and then Mason clenched his fists and smashed over, breaking the strange shield with brute force, but the latter raised his left hand calmly, and his five fingers transformed into black and purple octopus evil god tentacles like a devil, bound Mason in the air, lifted him into the air and slammed him hard on the ground.

One collision completely destroyed the entire block, and it was difficult for Kryptonians to tear apart the tentacles that bound him.

After all, this thing came from an evil god from another dimension.

But fortunately, facing this kind of thing with divinity, Mason has never been afraid.

"Don't fucking sleep! Work!"

He shouted.

The black death sword suit on his left hand, like a tattooed wristband, surged out, covered Mason's body and transformed into a biological claw, and grabbed the hideous tentacles in front of him and began to feast.

Black death sword suit + superman medicine

This is basically the strongest weapon that Mason can use now. In this form, it should not be a problem to fight any member of the Justice League in normal conditions without sneak attacks.

The evil god's tentacles, which were absorbed by the divinity, quickly retracted in pain, which made Dark Strange's always expressionless and gloomy face show a trace of surprise.

He thought that this method could already kill Mason.

"Okay, it's time to cast some illegal spells."

Facing Mason rushing over, Dark Strange moved his neck.

His fingers pinched a special seal, and the Kamar-Taj secret forbidden spell of the shape of Akhen was activated, allowing him to grow four hands in an instant, just like a six-armed naga.

His own hands continued to cast spells, and the forbidden spell of the crimson belt called Cytorak was activated.

The dark red energy beams were called to turn into chains that burst out from the earth and the sky. More than twelve magic locks instantly pulled and entangled Mason, who was rushing at the speed of light, in the air.

This scene was like a flying bird directly crashing into a net.

The crimson straps were creaking as they were pulled, but they were wrapped around Mason's Black Death Sword Battle Suit like snakes, getting tighter and tighter, even making him feel suffocated in his Superman state.

This thing is a forbidden spell-level magic control method, and it even sealed Mason's ability to reorganize water molecules, so he could only maintain the current situation and passively take the beating.

And the principle of its casting made the hat, which was the gathering of the residual souls of four legendary wizards, unable to understand it, let alone defend or break free, and could only shout "Fuck" and "666" without any decency.

It was not interested in the outcome of the fight in front of it.

It was sure that Mason would not die or even be tortured.

Therefore, it was shrewd and regarded this as a "performance show" of forbidden spell magic, and was trying hard to learn a few tricks from the black strange in front of it.

"Use some strength! Haven't you eaten?"

Mason shouted at the Black Death Sword Battle Suit while mustering up strength to break free from the restraints.

The latter was not without effort, but the Black Death Sword boss who had always been able to kill enemies as easily as cutting melons and vegetables was also silent this time.

The Black Strange in front of him was stronger than the previous owner of the Black Death Sword, the God Slayer Gur, and could even fight with the Dark God Nar who forged it.

So, this is not a question of whether he can win.

This shouldn't be fought at all.

"You have used all your means, so it's my turn."

Black Strange said softly, and used both hands to control the crimson bands to restrain Mason, and the remaining four hands twisted into strange postures.

Under the urging of the transformation-type magic, they turned into the heads of a sheep, a lion, and a giant snake respectively, and the last hand ignited a blazing fire from which the head of the fireball dragon that was just "eaten" emerged.

The four monster heads were like four energy cannons aimed at Mason, who was bound in a big letter shape, and then hammered the unlucky guy with four attacks of ice, fire, poison and sound waves at the same time.

The Black Death Sword armor lasted for five seconds before it retracted into Mason's body, and the rest was purely resisted by the temporarily strengthened Kryptonian body.

But the problem is that Kryptonians are weak magic!

There was another glaring super spellcaster in front of him, which was basically equivalent to a weak jungler encountering a full-level lion dog, or a level 30 trumpet seeing three-season rice when passing through Stranglethorn Vale at night.

It was a pure waste.

"Plop"

The crimson band dissipated into flying feathers of light, and Mason, who exuded the aroma of barbecue, fell to the ground. If it weren't for the temporarily strengthened Kryptonian body, he would have been sprinkled with chopped green onions and cut into fine pieces to make a sauce and served on a plate.

What made him even more angry was that he was grinning in pain and turned his head to see the scum Kang lying there winking at him wildly, indicating that he had to be timid.

Obviously, this guy's "falling down due to exhaustion" just now was just a gesture of weakness.

"Do you want to continue?"

Dark Strange was not annoyed, and even asked politely:

"You can take out your machine and try it again. Anyway, it won't waste your precious time to die in the time freeze."

"I admit defeat."

Mason decisively raised the white flag.

As the hat said, it is not shameful to admit defeat in front of such a guy. Judging from the power level shown by the opponent in the previous few fights, even if Mason summoned the super combination of Thanos + Darkseid on the spot, he probably wouldn't be afraid.

It is estimated that he can't beat him, but he will definitely not lose.

This is already a monster that cannot be discussed with common sense.

Mason climbed up and obediently let the magic chain buckle on his wrist.

The Dark Strange in front of him waved his hand to open a circular portal shining with dark sparks, and the destination led directly to the dark area that he and Zha Kang had just escaped from.

"I'm curious, why are you hiding in this world?"

He asked.

Black twisted the seal to open the Eye of Agamotto on his chest, turning back time to the state when the block in front of him had not yet been destroyed. He also took a black rose from the hand of a pedestrian who paused in the rain next to him and played with it in his hand.

He walked into his territory and said without looking back:

"Who told you I was hiding here?

I am just a prisoner, Mason Cooper. This boring world is my cage. The big bald frog was angry that I didn't listen to the advice and insisted on destroying my plane world.

He ordered me to reflect here.

This is the whole process of the matter.

Come in, there is still some time, we can chat, I believe I can get more interesting news about the changes in the outside world from you."

Mason shrugged, bent down and reassembled all the scattered pieces, and kicked the scum Kang who was still pretending to be dead.

The latter stood up with the exhausted coral trident, and said to Mason in a vicious voice:

"You bastard actually left a water clone here to use me as cannon fodder? Damn it! I was going to sacrifice myself to give you a chance before, give me back my gratitude! Bastard."

"How fresh, don't you know how much trouble you have caused?"

Mason rolled his eyes and said:

"If I don't make some preparations, will I really stay here and wait for death? If I can't run away, you will be finished too! You bastard, I made a strategic shift to save hope, although I didn't save it.

I finally escaped once, but this guy made me lose so thoroughly!

Fuck!"

The two complained to each other and walked into the portal with floating black light in front of them. At the moment when the light arc flickered and dissipated, this frozen time block immediately returned to normal.

The raindrops fell, and the pedestrians came back to life.

The reflections of the neon lights in the rain also became vivid, and no one knew that they had returned to hell more than ten seconds ago and were rescued again. Well, this situation can probably be summarized as "ignorance is bliss."

——

"Coffee? Tea? Or beer?"

Hei Qiyi sat cross-legged on his cushion in the standard meditation posture of a spellcaster, and asked Mason who was standing in front of him. The captain shrugged, took out the water he carried with him from his bag and shook it, saying:

"No need, I brought it myself. I want to ask, did you help this world resolve the previous three shocks? Did you eat those earths?"

"I thought I should ask the question first."

Hei Qiyi glanced at Mason, and the weird look made Mason's heart jump, but although this spellcaster was dark and terrifying, he was very polite.

Faced with Mason's question, he closed his eyes and maintained meditation, and answered:

“The first world was full of zombies and tasted bitter, the taste of death soaked in despair.

The second world has become an abandoned wasteland, and the residents and lives on it have been transferred. The entrance has a slightly salty fragrance, probably because the tears of leaving home penetrate deeply into the deeply loved earth.

The third world is somewhat interesting.

A group of beings who call themselves "cleaners" are building a hive-like plan in it, just like busy and brainless worker ants arming the planet.

It was delicious and juicy, but at the same time, it was extremely smelly.

It's like the empty shell of a walking corpse that has been stripped of its soul is already tasteless, but a bad cook insists on filling it with some filthy thoughts like excrement.

I knew the existence of the ‘Gathering of Stars’ from their wails as they were being digested.

And fate loves me so much that after those Skrulls broke into my cage like insects, they brought Constantine to me.

A cunning and changeable soul, rotten on the outside but still strange on the inside.

Just clear it up for me.

Unfortunately, he could only satisfy a little bit of my curiosity, which left me scratching my head and tossing and turning.”

This is where the words of a "planetary gourmet" commenting on the taste of the world have come. Mason's lack of expression really shows that his emotional intelligence is too low.

The boss didn't need to say anything, he immediately handed over his diary that he never left behind.

It was a magic notebook given by Mr. Potter, in which Mason wrote down everything he encountered after joining the Council of Stars and all his guesses.

If this diary had a name, it would probably be called "Two or Three Things About the Hairy Old K and the Star Club"?

"The content is detailed, the plot is interesting, and the more difficult points are not watery at all."

Heiqi flipped through a few pages and became interested. He glanced at Mason and said:

"For the sake of this diary, you can ask whatever you want."

"Your world. I mean the world that you destroyed. Did it die before the impact or after?"

Mason asked quietly.

Dr. Dark Strange snorted and said in a penetrating voice:

"What you really want to ask is why I destroyed it? He's such a clever guy, and he knows how to make innuendoes, but there's nothing he can't say.

I lost my love and I want to save her.

So I tried again and again.

I succeeded and I failed.

The complete collapse of the entire plane from the timeline level was just a giveaway from that failure, and this realm you see is the last remnant of my world in the multiverse.

It will follow me to the end of the universe's collapse, and will be used as fuel and sacrifice for the rebirth of the era just like other worlds. "

Mason's heart moved. It seemed that the experience of the indescribable black man in front of him was just like the story he knew in his mind. He thought about it and asked again:

"Frog Tu can't control you, right? You can leave anytime you want."

"He didn't imprison me."

Heiqi looked through Mason's notes and said without raising his head:

“A world or universe without Christine is just a bigger cage to me, and staying here is no different from staying outside.

I know what you're trying to do, Mason Cooper.

But give up.

I don't care about the invasion of the Skrulls or even the survival of the outside world. There is indeed Christine in this world, but she is not the one who belongs to me.

I've always been picky about this. "

"But I care about the fate of the Skrulls."

Mason spread his hands and said:

"I came here with a mission. I hope this world can survive the coming conflicts and wars, so that my little plan can have another chance of winning.

I can tell you everything I know, and after I'm done, can I leave here and get on with my work? "

"Oh, Mason, how I want to tell you that you can."

Heiqi sighed and returned the notes he had read to Mason. He shook his head and said:

"But actually you can't.

Your activities in this world have greatly interfered with the timeline it should have followed. Your previous actions against the Pym family have caused this world to lose a possibility to the future.

Observer Frog Picture was very unhappy with this.

He asked me to keep you here to ensure that his observations can continue. "

"What is the significance of this observation?"

Mason retorted:

"High-dimensional creatures like Frog Tu can see the future and the past. What he is doing is not observation at all. He is just making sure that the things he wants to see continue to happen.

That big bald guy is a dogmatic fool.

But you are different, Doctor.

You already know that the impact exists, so it doesn't matter whether the world can continue according to its inherent timeline! It will eventually be destroyed.

Even if it is not destroyed by the impact, it will be destroyed by the invasion of the Star Society.

Then even you will be involved in the conflict. "

"well said!"

Dr. Dark Strange clapped his hands, shook his head and said:

“But it’s not good enough.

Even if the outside world is destroyed, it won't affect this place. On the contrary, if you two stay here, the devil who planted a soul curse on you will no longer be able to hurt you.

I can ensure that my little realm will survive until the end of this universal era.

It’s not too far anyway.

And when the real end of the universe comes, the three of us can still return to nothingness together, and we will have a companion on the road.

Oh, no!

Not three, but two.

The sacrifice must be carried out in nine days, and one of you two will be the sacrifice, so the person you should convince most now is not me, but a way to get Constantine to sacrifice himself heroically. "