Chapter 535 1 Is It so Exciting to Start with the Darkest Night?

Chapter 535 1. Is it so exciting to start the Blackest Night right away?

"Hurry up! Come and gather, you lazy bastards!"

The rude scolding sounded in the underground barracks of Scarlet Castle, just like the devil instructor during military training, and the whipping of the teaching stick sounded along with the roar.

It sounds extremely bad.

The doors of every room in the corridor were quickly pushed open, and the vampire recruits wearing uniform black uniforms rushed to the training hall in front and took weapons from the special person, wearing them while rushing.

This action should be difficult to complete, but considering that vampires are aliens after all, their qualities are far superior to ordinary people, so after a few minutes of emergency gathering, a vampire army of 300 people quickly formed a battle array.

Their skin color and body shape are different, and there are emblems of various vampire families on the sleeves of their clothes, representing their origins and identities.

For a vampire, inheritance is very important.

These ridiculously hypocritical guys always advertise their origins in various occasions, especially those vampires from big families who have a lot of bad habits.

Even if the style of the clothes is the same, they must wear clothes made by a tailor from a certain family. Even if they are issued with standard weapons, they have to modify the appearance to make it look cooler even if they don’t know engineering at all, although this will seriously damage the life of the weapon.

Even the plasma in the canteen must be chilled and must match their blood type, otherwise it is easy to get drunk.

In fact, vampires are extremely hungry, let alone plasma, and rat blood can also satisfy their hunger, but these guys just live a long time and their lives are boring, so they start to rush all the way in these crooked ways.

"Listen up!"

A tall figure in camouflage uniforms and high-top boots, holding a pointer under his arm, walked back and forth in front of the well-trained vampire recruits, and shouted:

"In 20 minutes, several conqueror teams will set off to the battlefield world to perform secret missions. Some recruits will be selected to participate. You are honored to be selected.

Remember all the knowledge you have learned in training, obey orders and listen to instructions, do not act privately, and do not deliberately show your bravery. Your family elders should I should have told you that only by surviving the brutal war can you have the opportunity to make achievements and establish your own family at some point in the future.

I won't say more, I wish you a safe journey, rookies.

Check the equipment now! "

The instructor, who was much stronger than the average vampire, gave an order, and the recruits in front of him immediately began to complete the final arming in a proper manner, but Mason, who was dressed in a Gothic style in the crowd, flicked his afro wig and looked left and right, and found that these young vampires were just pretending.

Obviously, as fantasy aliens, they trust their magic and claws more than the standard firearms in their hands.

But it's not their fault.

Mason glanced at the weapon in his hand that once belonged to a young vampire with great disdain. The shape of this thing is quite sci-fi and should be a copy of some electromagnetic and kinetic dual-purpose firearms, but the copy is very bad and obviously a defective product.

A crudely made charging system, a kinetic energy storage device designed out of the blue, bullets with exaggerated calibers to enhance destructive power, and a bullpup structure that looks cool but is actually useless.

In the eyes of Mason, a master of engineering, this is definitely a product that the designer has let loose after getting drunk.

The risk of this thing exploding after firing thirty rounds in a row will increase to an exaggerated level. It is really safer to take it to the battlefield than for Master Ye to go to World War II with bare hands.

The only thing that will not go wrong with this thing is probably the hot melt bayonet for close combat that is distributed with the gun.

"It seems that Emilia is not exaggerating. The vampires recruited locally are really used as cannon fodder, and their treatment is not even as good as that of the more elite sweeper strikers.

But this may also be some kind of screening mechanism.

After all, it is difficult to play a practical role in equipping new recruits with powerful weapons. It is better to wait until they become veterans before talking about equipment upgrades."

Mason thought so in his heart, and then took the wrench and pliers from the tool box next to him and spent a few minutes to modify the industrial garbage in his hand.

Do you think he can fix this industrial waste to a barely usable level?

NONONO.

This is a piece of shit that even a master like Mason can't save, so the captain deliberately magnified the various defects of this thing and turned it into a controllable Boom.

The most outrageous thing is that a scrapped quality firearm has become a high-quality explosive after such modification.

Gun-shaped explosive bomb, get!

"Communication test! Please reply if you receive it!"

Barbara's voice soon rang in Mason's ears. The captain politely refused the tobacco handed over by the vampire buddy next to him, pretending to close his eyes and rest his mind and responded casually.

He glanced to the side, who knows what raw materials were added to the tobacco. The smoke sprayed by the guy next to him was actually black, and he was so happy that he was shaking, and then he shared the tobacco with others around him in high spirits.

The instructor not far away didn't even look at this scene, as if he was used to it.

Even vampires have degenerated into a double-gun army. The Conqueror's vassal army obviously has problems with its military discipline. But for a group of cannon fodder, what else can you ask for?

"How's the situation over there?"

Mason asked, and Barbara responded depressingly:

"These female vampires are simply sick. They just invited Harley and me to participate in the 'Blood Exchange Conference', where they let each other taste each other's blood.

It is said that this can increase friendship and bonding.

There is also a female vampire who is eyeing Selena. If I hadn't stopped her, Catwoman would have almost killed her. The guy actually wanted to use force. But I have already seen the conqueror who is following our new recruits. .

The bad news is that although these guys performed very well, judging from their mental tension, they were obviously a group of new recruits. Maybe they were the Dark X-Men who had just hatched from a certain lair world. I saw a The guy with the claws on his hands should be the bloodline clone of the old wolf. "

"Hey, so is this a cannon fodder operation?"

Mason closed his eyes and said:

"We are really lucky. We can encounter such an exciting situation just by choosing a stowaway operation. Don't worry about them. When they pass, you can move towards my location.

Don't rush to work yet, I want to see what the secret mission of these guys is?

Help me keep an eye on Harley and don't let her cause trouble. "

"Okay. Well, she just blasted a vampire's head with a wine bottle. It seems that the other person called her a madman. I'll go take a look and contact you later."

Batgirl hung up the communication very tiredly. The time countdown just reached five minutes. Mason suddenly opened his eyes and saw a group of guys wearing alien X-Men uniforms walking into training led by several instructors. hall.

These should be the conquerors who need to cooperate this time.

"Rugrats, Iceman, Pyro, Psylocke, Colossus and Storm, these are all old acquaintances."

Mason was able to distinguish the identities of these guys from their clothing.

They were all young, and as Barbara said, although these rookie Conquerors tried hard to show their strength, they deliberately pretended to be cold as icebergs to hide the feeling of weakness in their hearts, which could not be hidden from Mason, a veteran.

Considering that the Weapon X project base in his hometown has been blown up along with the planet, it is certain that these guys should come from other nest worlds.

What is this Utopia doing?

Mason thought as he narrowed his eyes.

How long has it been, and you haven’t blown up other planets with Weapon X projects? What else are you doing here? Are you waiting to collect mahjong tiles during the Chinese New Year?

Those rookies didn't notice Mason in the vampire group peering at them. They acted very arrogantly and didn't even look at the vampire recruits around them, as if these cannon fodder didn't exist at all.

Instead, some vampires looked at these novice conquerors with envy, seeming to regard their existence as a certain goal in their long lives.

Emilia said before that although she is one of the leaders of the vampire aliens, not all vampire elders are willing to resist. There are some who are very strong-willed and have decided to join the Cleaner system.

O awakener.

Mason shook his head and sighed. Sure enough, no world would lack these unappetizing guys who jump up and down like monkeys.

"Three minutes countdown!"

Several vampire instructors shouted, and the recruits who were moving freely in the hall immediately rearranged themselves. A strange device placed at the end of the hall was also activated, and huge currents began to beat and form several rotating arcs of light.

This is some kind of short-range teleportation device.

Mason saw its function at a glance. It was a teleporter designed to simulate the sonic boom channel of the Apocalypse Mother Box. Because the rougher mother box could not be used directly for transmission in the Lord's World, these things were created to temporarily open up close locations. Facial cracks.

The technology content is not high.

The reason why it works is purely because Emilia's world is very close to the Lord's world in the coordinates of the parallel world system, but this small device also has advantages.

It takes effect in a short period of time, and the disturbance in space and time is not particularly severe, so it is very suitable for small penetrations like this.

However, 300 people were teleported at once and were led by a group of rookies. This movement was a bit too big. It was not a way for elites to infiltrate. Instead, it seemed like they were actively sending people away.

Mason narrowed his eyes and analyzed a terrifying possibility.

The moment of action arrived before he could think about it. The dazzling arc of light rotated and formed into a pale curtain of light. Under the scolding of the instructors, the vampire recruits rushed into it with restlessness and some weird excitement.

Mason glanced at the few Conqueror recruits at the rear, and then rushed in. With a flash of white light, he was sent to the destination spinning in a very violent teleportation vibration.

The surrounding vampires appeared from the air and fell down in random directions. Those who reacted quickly could spread their blood wings and levitate in the air, while those who reacted slowly would have their whole faces thrown into the soil below.

As Mason slowly landed in the air, he raised his head and glanced ahead. There was a brightly lit city in the distance. It didn't look like a war zone. He should have been sent directly to a certain area at the back of the Lord's World.

But he frowned when he landed. Under the disgusted gazes of the other vampires, the captain squatted down, grabbed a handful of dirt, put it in front of his nostrils and sniffed.

"What are you doing? Humiliating people of your own blood!"

The vampire next to him, who was from the "Emilia family" like Mason, couldn't stand it any longer. He scolded:

"Don't do such a stupid thing, it will bring shame to the glory of the Scarlet Matron! The other families are watching, get up quickly! Throw away the mud and wipe your hands clean!

You inferior creature that has stained your bloodline! "

"Instead of scolding me, I think you should hold on to your weapon now."

Mason looked at the mud in his hands and whispered:

"We're in trouble."

"What are you talking about? Where is that around? Wait! What is that?"

The vampire who scolded Mason soon discovered something was wrong. In the dark night not far from the landing place, some strange "mud creatures" were slowly emerging from the black soil.

They were like moving mud, twisting their bodies into shape, and then turned into strong soldiers.

The scars from before his death remained on his skin, but this did not affect his actions. Instead, the moment it took shape, he grabbed the weapon that was formed at hand and launched an attack on the group of vampires who were dying.

The attack came so suddenly that the vampires had no time to react. As soon as they faced each other, they were knocked down by a third of the hot weapon with strange energy on the opposite side.

These guys who resurrected from the mud are outrageous. Not only have their bodies been restored, but even those powerful firearms have been copied, and they appear without warning and without any magic reaction at all.

"boom"

The fastest charging opponent was a guy wielding a pair of knives who was hit by the firearm thrown by Mason, which then caused a big explosion that swept in a group of dead people around him.

The blown corpses quickly collapsed back to the ground like mud and reborn as black mud a few seconds later, continuing to charge with their swords drawn.

The sight made Mason blink and let Kevin test the soil's composition.

The drama ooze monster landed on the ground, grabbed mud and stuffed it into his mouth, but then spit it out. He strangled himself by the neck and looked like he was about to be poisoned, and waved his hands at Mason repeatedly.

Indicating that this thing only looks like delicious magic slime, it's actually another supernatural thing entirely.

Mason felt confident. He stood up and kicked a few frightened vampire recruits from the Emilia family beside him, and scolded:

"Let's go! We can't stay here anymore. Leave the land where the black soil exists, or wait for death."

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared from the place with a splashing posture.

After three water teleportations, Mason appeared in a safe area several kilometers away. There was no more weird "black soil" here, or in other words, those weird things had not yet extended here.

It was obvious that the thing was "alive".

It should be some kind of "intelligent defense system" deployed by the justice lords of this world, and Mason has already recognized the origin of this thing.

While changing clothes on the spot, he activated the communication and said to Barbara:

"Gather in my direction immediately, sister. These justice lords are simply crazy. They actually let such dangerous things fall into their own world."

"What are these unkillable things?"

Barbara screamed, and it was obvious that she was also attacked. Mason looked back at the desolate night behind him, and whispered:

"Pay attention to the rings on their hands. Every resurrected guy has one on his finger. Have you heard of the Blackest Night? You should know about the Black Lantern Ring, right?

The Justice Lords awakened the Black Death Emperor to form the Black Lantern Corps and manipulated it in some way. Think of it as an enhanced version of the coming of the Corrupt Kingdom.

If my prediction is correct, the black light forces have been stationed in this world for a long time.

It's really an exaggerated defense method. No wonder it can persist for so long under the attack of a conqueror sequence. It's something. "

"We are on our way to your place and should arrive in ten minutes."

Barbara reported something, and Mason pondered for a moment and said to his team members:

"By the way, rescue some of your rookie Conquerors and bring them here to join us. I have something to ask them and it will be useful for the future."

"receive!"

Barbara responded, and Mason rushed back.

At the previously preset landing point, rivers of blood were flowing. Vampire recruits and conqueror rookies were killed by the resurrected dead. What was even more terrifying was that the dead guys would be merged into the black mud and then transformed into each other's people to continue killing them. .

"We have to go!"

Conqueror Rookie Colossus shouted:

"I'll hold them back, you go quickly! Meet at the place designated by your superiors!"

Several other young mutants were busy fending off the enemy, obviously not intending to give up on their compatriots.

But their efforts had little success.

Soon he was surrounded by the dead people around him. When he saw that they were about to be destroyed, a cold wind suddenly blew. As a few rookies watched in surprise, the nearest dead people were quickly frozen in the cold wind, and then The rapid spread gave them some breathing space.

"What are you still doing? Rookies! Come to me!"

Mason's voice appeared in their ears, guiding the direction and saying:

"Which base did you come from? Are your combat experience so poor? Are all clones this bad now? Let me introduce myself. I am the No. 13 experimental subject of the third batch of the Doomsday Plan of the Weapon X project, codenamed 'Maia'.

Let’s count them as your seniors? "

"!!!"

Mason's self-introduction struck the hearts of these conqueror recruits like thunder and lightning. They looked at each other and saw the disbelief in their eyes.

The third batch!

There is also an exclusive code name!

Boss!

This is definitely a legendary boss!

Although I don't understand why this old boss appears here, the fact that he can accurately tell his origin and source proves that he is indeed a member of the Conqueror's First Sequence.

The Weapon X project is a top secret matter in the Conqueror system due to its special nature and the influence of Utopia. It is impossible for someone who is not a member of the Conqueror system to tell such accurate information.

Ah! I am saved this time.