Volume 6: Secret Invasion Chapter 67: The oath declares that we will advance and retreat together, and the brotherhood is forged with blood!
Talia's idea is bold, and this woman's delicate control of the situation is also surprising.
She had only been in this world for less than three hours, but she had already grasped the "main contradiction" hidden beneath the history of the Isu world and ambitiously planned to exploit it.
Mason had no idea what was going on.
After all, compared with the chaos he is facing now, the contradiction between the Isu people 70,000 years ago and modern human society cannot be put on the table.
That is not something that he, a person from another world, needs to consider for the people of this world.
"Your idea is good. Please produce a report and action plan."
Mason snapped his fingers and said to Talia:
“Submit it to the Templars and Assassin elders of this world for review, and finally let Lady Cassandra make the final decision. If she does not stop your action, then I have no objection.
As for the Isu’s opinions…”
Mason thought about it, patted his skin and called out the projection of Consus.
Of course Talia couldn't see it. She had not yet been strengthened by the "Phoenix Project" and did not have the ability to communicate directly with the Isu consciousness.
"What do you think of her idea?"
Mason lowered his head to light a cigarette and asked. Consus, who was hanging beside him, looked at Talia with a scrutinizing look. After a moment, he said:
"This lady is ambitious, bold, but also very organized. She and Juno must get along very well. They are simply cut from the same cloth.
But you ask me what this plan is.
I can only tell you that it’s neither good nor bad.”
Consus turned back to Mason and said:
"Moving the main body to another world may seem to solve the problem, but why should the Isu leave their homeland? The Isu were the first settlers of this world, so it should be humans who should leave.
Mason, I'm not complaining.
I can understand the feasibility of Talia's plan, but the problem is that there are radicals among the Isu.
The result of letting Talia take them all away now would most likely lead to a war between worlds in the future, and I can already imagine what slogans those radical compatriots will use to incite my people who will recover in the future.
This will only sow the seeds of disaster.
But it can be used as a backup plan.”
Consus thought for a moment and said:
“After all, my civilization has been trying to find other worlds during its prosperous era. In a sense, this can be considered a dream-fulfilling plan.
Let me talk to her.
After Ms. Talia accepted the infusion of Isu blood and awakened her own "ancestor sequence", after she truly became a member of the Isu system, she was qualified to participate in the formulation of this civilization plan. "
"Um."
Mason nodded.
He could accept this result, but then he said jokingly:
"Look at you, Consus, you are already thinking about the future. Are you sure that my resistance will be victorious and that we will be able to find a way to survive the impact disaster?
Do you have that much confidence in me?"
"You are making your career and plans a reality little by little, and I am fortunate to witness this process firsthand."
Consus replied in a positive tone:
“If we can come up with a relatively perfect solution to the problems facing this era, I believe it must come from you.
The elders of the Knights Templar are coming over, and it seems that their discussion has come to a conclusion."
He reminded her, and then turned into pixels of data and disappeared beside Mason. Talia watched the whole process of Mason "talking to himself" and asked curiously:
"Were you talking to the Isu?"
"Yes, one of the few Isu still active in this era."
Mason nodded and said:
"Go join the Phoenix Project first. When you become an Isu hybrid, they will naturally contact you. Talia, I won't interfere with your thoughts and plans, but I hope you can focus on the overall situation during this period.
Both worlds are facing the pressure brought by the stars. Our union is imperative, and all your plans must wait until we overcome the common crisis. "
"Do I look like a fool?"
Thalia snorted and placed her champagne on the table.
The next moment, the door opened, and a middle-aged lady dressed quite elegantly nodded to Talia and Mason at the door and invited them:
"Please follow me to the conference room. The Council of Elders has reviewed the observation information brought back by Saint John Wick and completed the discussion. We need you two to participate in the final decision-making meeting."
"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes."
Talia untied her bathrobe and said something. Mason turned around very gentlemanly and didn't watch the whole process. She was the master's woman...well, also Er Tong's one-night stand. It would be very troublesome if a dispute really arose.
A few minutes later, the two of them entered the solemn meeting hall led by the female elder.
Elites from the Assassin Brotherhood and the Knights Templar were guarding outside the hall, while the hall in front of them, which was made entirely of black marble and was an ancient Roman room, was filled with leaders of secret systems from all over the world.
They included managers, foremen and accountants of Continental Hotels in various places, as well as executives of all levels in Abstergo Corporation and even politicians, including many "big celebrities" who often appeared on TV shows in this world.
There were even a few big internet celebrities and pop singers sitting in the audience seats in a proper manner.
The age range of the attendees is also worth complaining about.
From the octogenarian who needs to sit in a wheelchair and wear a breathing mask, to the young junior high school students still wearing school uniforms and carrying backpacks, from the business elites in suits and ties to the down-and-out hobos begging on the streets, to the housewives who come to attend a meeting on the way to buy groceries and plan to play a few rounds of mahjong after the meeting.
Talia was stunned by the complexity of the ingredients.
The Assassin's League she came from was said to be hiding in the shadows of the world, but it was really not good enough compared to the authentic assassin heritage in front of her.
But this is also normal.
In a world where the assassin tradition has lasted for more than 2,200 years, the open and covert struggles between the two major organizations pursuing freedom and order have dragged the entire world beneath the surface into confrontation with each other.
In the Star Conclave's definition of the world, every world worth exploring has its own characteristics, and the characteristics of the Isu world are undoubtedly the struggle of such ideas and the forces derived from them that run through all social classes.
But in fact, the leaders of the two major camps in this world rarely sit together to hold meetings in such a peaceful manner.
Although the pressure of the impact has forced the two sides to cooperate for some time, the long-standing estrangement is obviously not something that can be reconciled in a few years.
After all, in the past thousands of years, the scenes of the two sides meeting on a daily basis were either to disguise each other to test each other and steal information, or to draw swords and kill each other's entire family. Therefore, the atmosphere in the venue at this time was also heavy and weird.
In such an atmosphere, Mason and Talia sat in the front row of the "inner circle" under the attention of everyone, and John Wick, with an expressionless face, sat next to them.
There was a trace of fatigue on Wick's face. Since he came back, he had been reporting all the intelligence he had obtained to the elders non-stop.
This is not an easy job.
These old men and women are very smart. The various tricky and profound questions they ask require you to be fully focused to deal with them.
As Mason watched, the gavel of the meeting host struck, indicating that the final decision was about to be announced. The entire venue fell silent, and an old man in an Egyptian-style robe stepped forward and took the podium in the center.
This is the current leader of the Council of Elders, and nominally the controller of the assassin power in the entire world.
He is an assassin saint, but he was not awakened through the Phoenix Project, but rather from his excellent bloodline inheritance.
This old man is a direct descendant of Sister Ka! He is her great-grandson of who knows how many generations, and he is also the most famous saint of the last era. He has great reputation in both the Assassin Brotherhood and the Knights Templar.
"In the past two months, the Elders have distributed information about the impact incident and the Star Society to organizations around the world. We have done our best to ensure that every official member of the organization and even every national leader in the world can deeply understand the situation we are facing now."
The elder spoke slowly:
"Although the Assassins and the Templars do not see eye to eye on these matters, it is encouraging to see that the alliance they began several years ago has begun to bear fruit.
We thwarted the Star Society's attempt to colonize us, and we gave them a brutal blow in the way of assassins, thus announcing our stance.
Sadly, the ancient artifacts left behind by the Isu civilization cannot protect us forever.
The world can't stay out of it forever.
A chaos more brutal than the shock is about to hit us, and we are sure we are ready. We are willing to pay any price and shed our last drop of blood for our world and our heritage!
But we need friends.
Courage does not mean recklessness, and determination does not mean stubbornness.
We need trusted allies to stand with us against the malevolent onslaught of the Dark Ages, and, blessed be God, a messenger of noble character and worshipful spirit has come to bring us hope when we need it most.
Mr. Mason Cooper not only brought us steadfast companions, but also provided us with assistance far beyond our imagination.
Not a world!
Four in total!"
The elder's words caused a huge uproar in the entire venue. The projection that had been prepared long ago also created four symbols of the Gotham world, Osborne Tower, the SHIELD world and the Mikoto world in the air behind him. Finally, the assassin's emblem belonging to the Isu world was also put in. At this moment, the emblems of the five worlds became a united whole.
This caused some excited people in the entire venue to even stand up, but they were soon scolded fiercely by people behind them whose view was blocked, and had to sit down.
The elder looked at the reaction in front of him with satisfaction. He stretched out his hand and pressed it down, making the meeting place quiet again.
He announced in a booming voice:
"An alliance of five worlds will meet the challenge of the Star Council together! While this war may not begin on our world, the warriors from the Isu heritage will never let their allies go to the battlefield alone.
We choose to fight!
This is our final answer to the threat of the Star Society!
We will never surrender!
Not only in the face of oppression, slavery and plunder, but even in the face of impact events that destroy everything, we will never surrender!
Because hope is real. It is in the weapon raised by every good person, in the unyielding roar of a warrior, in the firm steps of every rebel, and in the afterglow of every victory.
We will never stop, and our world will never fall!
Until the blood is declared!
That final moment arrives.
Now, please welcome with applause Ms. Talia al Ghul, the representative from the Gotham world, who will deliver greetings from another world to us on behalf of the most powerful and righteous group of heroes in her world.
In addition, Ms. Talia comes from a family of assassins that has been passed down for 900 years.
She was born to be one of us, you guys!"
After the elder finished speaking, Talia took a deep breath and stood up. She walked towards the podium. Her outstanding temperament and appearance won her a lot of favor.
This is normal. Beautiful women are welcome everywhere. This is also an important criterion for Mason to select world diplomats.
He couldn't always find an ugly person to represent his world. After all, appearance was also part of strength, especially when facing strangers.
However, Mason had no interest in listening to Talia's subsequent speech. It was mainly an introduction to the customs and culture of the Gotham world and an explanation of its ideas, which was meant for these new friends.
He and the elders rose up and left the hall with Wick. On the way, Mason said to Wick:
"You guys made the decision really quickly. I thought I would have to wait at least 24 hours. After all, this is a matter concerning the future and outcome of the world."
"With Lady Cassandra putting pressure on us, the outcome of this alliance has already been decided."
Wick rubbed his brows and explained:
"And this 'fast' comes at a price."
"Um?"
Mason looked at him in surprise, and Wick pointed at the nine elders in front of him and whispered to Mason:
"When I reported to them, there were thirteen people in their group..."
"Hmm."
Mason understood immediately.
The four elders who failed to attend the meeting should be the surrender faction or the neutral faction. Tsk, they actually wanted to sit on the fence on such a matter that the ancestor himself made the final decision. The fate of those four guys can be imagined.
Look at the decisiveness and speed of their united front, and then look at the Justice League's procrastination in investigating spies and surrenderers for almost two months and still failing to completely eliminate the hidden dangers.
In comparison, Mason felt that if the Isu world's inherent power system was not weak, the main battlefield of the resistance against the Star Society would probably be placed here.
"What's next?"
Mason said to Wick:
"Are you going to stay here or go back?"
"The Council of Elders will dispatch a group of vanguards under my command to enter your place to complete joint preparations with the Assassin's League and familiarize themselves with the structures and tactics of both sides."
Wick said:
"My mission as a diplomat has not yet ended. Let's not talk about the Divine World for now, but I don't know much about S.H.I.E.L.D. and Osborne Tower. I need to serve as the eyes of the elders and continue to have further contact with them.
I am not against this job, I am just wondering how much time we have left. "
"One month at most, or even half a month"
Mason narrowed his eyes and said:
"The worst case scenario is that there will be a large-scale invasion war in the next moment. The speed depends on how long the swordsman and hunter can hold off the warlock.
But I don't hold out much hope for this, there's one more thing I need your help coordinating.
I need a group of master tailors."
He patted Wick on the shoulder and said:
"All the tailor assassins in your world who can hand-sew bulletproof suits must be mobilized to Osborne Tower. I need them to join the logistics group to prepare combat supplies for you.
We also need a group of gun and explosive masters to assemble new weapons."
“That’s no problem.”
Wick said seriously:
"These craftsmen are directly under the Elders' Council. They can be assembled with just one order, and they are ready to set off at any time."
"Very good, then let's just..."
Mason checked his watch to check the time.
But the next moment, a hand with a golden bracelet was placed on his shoulder, and the elusive Sister Ka suddenly appeared.
She changed into an outfit for a trip to the beach, wearing sunglasses, capri pants and high heels, holding a cup of hot tea in one hand and a suitcase in the other.
This outfit naturally shocked everyone, but Sister Ka's great-grandson, who was many generations older, looked calm. He knew what kind of person his ancestor was when he was a child wearing open-crotch pants.
Sister Ka didn't care about other people's looks. She pushed her glasses down and said to little brother Mason in front of her:
"I just handed in my resignation letter. What a shame. I actually liked the atmosphere of that small company. I said goodbye to the daily life where I could slack off at any time, to the lousy barista, and to the cute little guy who was 2179 years younger than me and always wanted to date me.
But I think a Spartan farewell kiss will make that cute little puppy remember me for the rest of his life.
Tsk, I was planning to pay you a visit. As the guardian of the world, I want to see with my own eyes the high-end strength of my allies.
Help me arrange that, Mason.
If the main battlefield is not in the Isu world, then there is no point in me staying here. It would be better for me to go out and see the world.
To be honest, I have always been curious about what kind of Batman could train a guy like you. This time I can finally see him in person. I hope I won’t be too disappointed. "
