The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel Chapter 245

Chapter 245 43. Clay doll Diana's shame and humiliation

"Clark, Bruce, I need backup!"

When Diana Prince, Princess of the Amazons, Goddess of War of Paradise Island, and descendant of Olympus, cried out for help on the private communication frequency band of the Big Three, it would be very frustrating to sit there. Dachao and the master who rushed to Gotham with a bat fighter at a "slow" speed as a backup force looked at each other.

If they remember correctly, this is the first time Diana has asked for help in the years since she joined the Justice League, right? Diana, who was beaten to death in the face of Darkseid's projection before, never spoke softly.

The Amazon's mouth is as hard as her Buckler shield, and her obsession with battle is as fanatical as her inexhaustible courage.

However, it is such a person, this society actually took the initiative to ask for help

Is this Mason Cooper so wicked?

After defeating The Flash, even Wonder Woman is about to lose?

Now even the master started to murmur in his heart.

He felt that he might have overlooked the extremely unscientific growth curve of this little guy Mason, and that he might need to immediately modify some details of the "anti-Mason tactics" in his private database.

However, the situation did not give Dachao, Master and Wonder Woman more time to think about the mental state of the "exploded" Mason at this time. After all, the Black Death Sword armor that is still hungry has never been a piece that will show mercy weapons.

"boom"

The vibrating gold round shield was wrapped in black matter and thrown out like a meteor hammer. It knocked the Bladebreaker round shield in the weak Diana's hand into the air and turned it into sinister tentacles. It grabbed the heroine's limbs and retracted She pulled it to Mason's eyes.

To be honest, Ms. Diana Prince, whose limbs are still struggling under the control of black tentacles, is really too astringent.

The restrained and fragile state in front of her is in stark contrast to her majestic majesty who killed all directions before, it is really hard not to be tempted.

But Rao Mason is a bit sympathetic, and the Black Death Sword Armor is definitely a tricky hand to destroy flowers.

Those tentacles that bound the demigod pierced the skin and entered the blood vessels, feeding on the divine blood full of divine power. Even Mason could clearly feel his battle armor groaning in enjoyment while eating.

The evil atmosphere in this scene is completely off the charts.

Hello! Mason Cooper, after putting Wonder Woman in such a mess, you have the nerve to call yourself a good guy?

"Don't kill her!"

Mason intervened at a critical moment, berating the Black Death Sword Armor:

"not now!"

"why not?"

The gloomy will asked in a way of conscious contact:

"I am strong, you are strong!"

"She has teammates. Teammates who are stronger than her and have no divinity will not be restrained by you. They are rushing over! You can't suppress him with your strength, and it will only cause us big trouble."

Mason explained:

"Besides, do you have the heart to eat up such a delicious thing at once? Is it a full meal or a full meal? You choose yourself."

If it is said that the arrival of a strong enemy still made Hei Death Sword dismissive, then the second simple and popular explanation was quickly accepted by the Black Death Sword Armor.

With a sense of reluctance and regret, it threw Wonder Woman, who had been drained of a third of her blood, to the ground.

Then it dissipated from Mason's body as if he was full of food and drink. The black substance shrank rapidly and finally turned into a black ring and stayed on Mason's right index finger.

The meaning is obvious.

The noble Lord Black Death Sword has no interest in enemies without divinity, so let Mason find a way to deal with the next trouble.

Mason shook his head again and again looking at this ruthless scumbag, but when he looked at Wonder Woman, who was so weak that he was sitting in a duck sitting posture and still panting, Mason suddenly felt better.

With the frozen Flash next to him and Diana Prince at his feet, such a glorious record is enough for Mason to become the top villain in Gotham overnight.

He squatted down, looked at the helpless Wonder Woman in front of him, reached out and unceremoniously removed her lasso of mantra but did not touch other equipment.

Although these things are now held by Diana, they are all sacred objects enshrined in Paradise Island, and random handling may attract some unfriendly gazes.

Although Mount Olympus collapsed thousands of years ago, the reverberations of the gods are still in this world and do not want to disperse.

Diana Prince wasn't the only descendant of Olympus, either.

There is also a **** of war who has the priesthood of war. He doesn't know where to hide and peeks at the screen. Mason doesn't intend to cause trouble for himself, especially when he is already in trouble.

The most important thing is that no one can use these weapons if Mason takes them.

Just as the Isu artifact can only exert its full power in the hands of the Isu bloodline, the Olympus artifact can only be perfectly controlled by a descendant of divine blood like Diana Prince.

Mason held the lasso of mantra in his hand, squeezed his eyes and said to Wonder Woman who was glaring at him in front of him:

"I've heard stories about you, Diana Prince, and there are some outrageous rumors that you are a clay doll made out of the clay of Mount Olympus by Queen Hippolyta.

symbolizes the crystallization of love between the queen and a certain god.

It's a beautiful story, but I still want to ask, are you really made of mud? "

"Are you humiliating me?"

Diana, who was sweating and extremely weak, said in a cold voice:

"You'd better kill me now, Mason Cooper! I, who have always despised the so-called old enemies, now have old enemies. If you let me survive, then you won't even think about it later"

The shining golden lasso of mantra was swung onto Wonder Woman's arm, and Mason scolded loudly while pulling:

"Answer my question! Diana Prince, are you made of mud?"

The soul torture that comes with the Lasso of Mantra is really a very BUG magic. Even the hat that can be turned into a mask is amazing, and the magic of Olympus is really elusive.

It's a pity that Mason doesn't have much desire for magical knowledge, he only wants an answer now.

Facing this problem, Diana struggled with all her strength, but she lost a third of her blood and strength, which made her enter an unspeakable weakness, and it was difficult to resist the torture of the mantra lasso. Willingly gasped and said:

"I am, but that is a magic technique that an ignorant guy like you can't understand. It is my mother who shaped my life and my mission with her own blood and bones.

That is a pure and noble ceremony"

"Ah, yes, yes, pure and noble, but I don't want to know the grievances and love stories of the older generation at all. I just need to know that you are indeed a clay puppet, and that's enough."

Mason put down the noose and crouched in front of Diana.

He didn't carry a knife or a gun.

Under the disdainful gaze of the heroine, he spread his five fingers, and a sticky ooze jumped out of his skin, and then turned into a cute little clay figurine, tilting his head and waiting for the **** circle eyes Staring at Diana in front of her.

"What's this?"

Wonder Woman felt uneasy when she watched Mason create a sticky mass from her hand, and then heard Mason stroking the restless slime monster Kevin and saying to her:

"In addition to defeating The Flash and Wonder Woman in a row, I will have a 'double joy' today, dear Ms. Diana, don't worry.

I have no interest in a thousand-year-old aunt like you.

But you see, my ooze also needs a little 'nutrient' to help it grow fast, I mean, you don't mind if Kevin takes a bite of you, right?

Just one bite!

I promise, small bites!

Come.

Don't struggle and it won't hurt. "

He sent Kevin to Diana.

The little slime monster is very anxious, but it doesn't know why it is so anxious. The beautiful big sister in front of it is obviously a living person, but it smells a supreme and delicious fragrance from her.

The moment the benefactor Mason let go of his five fingers, and Diana Prince yelled in horror like never before, Kevin turned into a sticky strange substance and draped over Wonder Woman's body.

It's not devouring, it's not hurting, and it's not biting off a piece of meat out of thin air.

That's bloody!

Now it just wants to absorb a little bit of "soil" from Mount Olympus from the weak "clay doll" Diana, so as to help itself grow better.

But this process is a bit boring to be honest.

Under Mason's gaze, Kevin quickly wrapped Wonder Woman in mud, who was still struggling, and the power transmission between the two was carried out in a way that Mason could not understand at all.

He could just feel Kevin getting stronger little by little.

But then again, how powerful can a slime monster be? Mason was just glad that he had a more useful tool and assistant in his alchemy laboratory.

He picked up the Fenrir armor's arm freezing gun ejector that Diana had dismantled from behind, and "repaired" a few more shots at the ice sculpture of the Flash that had begun to melt next to him.

During this process, the Hat spoke to him:

"Mason, I still feel that there is something wrong with your Black Death Sword armor. I watched the whole process from the sidelines. Can I understand that it has regarded you as a temporary master?"

Regarding this conclusion, Mason shook his head and said:

"No, hat, the Black Death Sword will not have a second owner. After Gnar's death, it becomes a permanent independent thing. It probably smelled 'food' in response to me at this time.

Or, it is also longing to be complete again.

I can wield it, I can fight cooperatively with it, but I'll never be its master, and I figured I'd better never have that presumptuous thought. "

"That means other people can use it."

The sorting hat reminds:

"Maybe there is a risk of mutiny?"

"Well, we can't expect to have all the good things in this world."

Mason is quite open-minded.

He dropped the freezing gun that had exhausted its energy, and tried to pull out some advanced components that could be recycled from the miserable ruins of parts behind him.

Fenrir's battle armor was completely demolished.

But the good news is that it has collected a lot of useful practical information and details, which will allow Mason to have more direction for its next transformation.

He took out the scrapped Ark reactor wreckage from the destroyed battle armor that was still emitting arc sparks, sighed, and sat on Fenrir's "corpse" and looked at the night sky where light rain began to drift overhead. .

He wasn't in a good mood, and the rainy night in Gotham soon turned upside down. Bean-sized raindrops kept falling on the ground, making Kevin, the slime monster, move his body more vigorously in joy.

Mason stared at his ooze monster, he waved to it, glanced at the black ring on his left hand, and said to the hat:

"It's good to work together when we need each other. If the Black Death Sword favors others in the future, I will not stop it from pursuing the 'ideal' of freedom.

You too, hat.

And you, Consus, we are all just cooperating rather than binding. I have always been very open about this aspect, but right now if you want to have a good relationship with Lord Black Death Sword, you have to 'feed' it first.

A hungry beast is always scary, no matter who holds the reins. "

The "satisfied" ooze monster Kevin jumped into Mason's palm, and it happily turned into a little clay figurine without facial features, bouncing around in front of Mason's eyes, and stretched out its "hand" to show him its current incomparable Pava.

Mason picked up a screw and gave it to it, and then Kevin easily squeezed the screw into a ball of scrap iron with his hemp hands.

"cool!"

The captain of Team K appreciates:

"Zombie Jin lost his job before he started working, and I have better bodyguards now, but I think you definitely gained more than just a little brute force from Diana.

It doesn't matter.

We will have time to dig slowly later. "

Kevin croaked in agreement, then stretched his body in the icy rain and turned into muddy water covering Mason's arms, hiding it like an invisible "glove".

Mason, who was sitting on the wreckage of Fenrir's battle armor, raised his head. He picked up the penguin umbrella and opened it above his head. Amidst the raindrops, he pouted at Ms. Diana, who was struggling to get up, and said:

"You can go, Wonder Woman, tonight is our first meeting, and I believe we have already made a very deep impression on each other.

I hope you can learn a lesson, don't come alone next time, and don't underestimate any man. "

"You won't kill me?"

Diana propped up her body with the Vulcan sword, looked at the lasso of mantra hanging around Mason's waist, picked up her own Bladebreaker shield and carried it behind her back, sweating and panting under her long black hair, said:

"Don't expect me to be merciful to you next time we meet! Mason Cooper, you villainous little devil created by Batman. In the name of the Amazon, there will be no possibility of peace between you and me!"

"up to you."

Mason picked up a cigarette under the penguin umbrella he held up in his hand, and lit it with a magic fire. When the smoke was scattered in the rain, he glanced up at the night sky, thinking that his team members should have approached the watchtower by now .

Then he glanced at Wonder Woman who staggered and turned away, and said softly:

"As for killing me, didn't you try it just now? Ms. Clay Doll Queen, it seems that talking big is not the traditional virtue of Amazons?"

These words made Diana slip and almost fell, and then she saw a pistol thrown under her feet, and Mason's faint "hint" from behind:

"Walking around Gotham in your current state will definitely cause trouble. This cesspit-like city is not friendly to lonely and weak women in the night.

This gun is my gift to you.

When you meet any man who tries to approach you, give him a step.

Call the police if you need to, but don't trust any cops other than Commissioner Gordon, a friendly reminder to you as a Gotham native.

This city is really terrible. "

"Are you still running?"

The heroine kicked the pistol away from her feet.

Using this thing is simply humiliating her identity. In the rain, she looked back at Mason who was sitting behind the ruins of Fenrir's armor. She said:

"Superman is coming soon."

"He will definitely come."

Mason threw the smoked cigarette into the rain, took out the Alchemy Holy Grail, and rubbed his neck. In the increasingly majestic rain, he said:

"What else do you think I'm waiting for?"

(end of this chapter)

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