Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 15 Damn Luther, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.
When Mason and the Pyms returned to Osborne Tower, the infirmary was already packed with people.
The Elric brothers, who were guest doctors, were very busy, and most of the original medical staff of Osborne Tower were also concentrated here.
Fortunately, apart from the seriously injured Kryptonian and Little Flash who was unconscious due to exhaustion, the other second-tier heroes who were rescued were only weakened due to being parasitized by Starro's biological spores.
But the situation of some female heroes is quite miserable.
The starfish damaged their faces when they parasitized them, causing them to suffer a second blow to their hearts while being physically injured. Their cries created an even sadder atmosphere.
Fortunately, this kind of disfigurement has never been a big problem for alchemists.
If one bottle of beauty potion can’t solve the problem, you can get another one. It can not only heal the scars but also have a “beauty” effect.
The ones who were most seriously harmed by Starro's starfish spores were naturally Black Canary and Aquaman Arthur. These two unlucky guys were replaced by the Skrulls a long time ago and were put into the Conqueror Sequence to "do odd jobs". They were parasitized by Starro for a long time, causing their internal organs to be damaged and transformed.
Black Canary is easier to deal with since she is a human and Osborne Tower has equipment that can treat her, but Arthur Curry is half Atlantean and his organs are also different from those of ordinary people.
When Mason entered the medical room, the guy was so weak that he was only breathing his last breath and was still swallowing pus and blood.
"Send him to the Atlantean ark, and tell Ocean Lord Orm that their king is back."
Mason briefly checked the situation and turned back to give an order to the Osborne Tower guard beside him.
The latter immediately ran out to contact the Atlanteans who were now cleaning up the Starfish spores in the open sea. This scene made Cyborg next to him blink his electronic eyes in surprise.
The cyborg looked at the internal structure of the Osborne Tower and asked in a low voice:
"You still have Atlanteans here? I just saw Amazon female warriors on patrol outside. Where did you find these guys?"
“I have taken in too many time and space refugees here, and it’s hard to explain them in a few words. There’s no point in you staying here, so go help in the mechanical workshop.
You still have a few days to go back."
Mason sent away Curious Baby Cyborg and walked to Supergirl's bed. He stretched out his hands to pry open her eyelids and looked at her pupils. He said to Kara, who was lying on the glacier pitifully:
"How does it feel?"
"pain!"
Supergirl was lying on the hospital bed, complaining pitifully to her captain:
"My vibranium armor was torn apart by Doomsday's hands. They broke my leg bones, my arms are numb, my head is buzzing, and I feel like vomiting when I stand up.
Captain, do you think I can be saved?"
"He's still conscious and can joke around, so it doesn't look like a big problem."
Mason looked at Kara, who was beaten black and blue and had disheveled hair, and sighed:
"With your Kryptonian physique, you only need to rest for a few hours to heal your wounds, but Doomsday is obviously not an opponent you can deal with right now. Don't be discouraged, and learn from your experience and lessons."
"I need some weapons."
Kara was lying there with an ice pack on her head to relieve the dizziness caused by the concussion. She said pitifully to Mason:
"My fists can't penetrate the thick skin of those monsters. Kryptonians also have their limits. Look how badly my cousin was beaten. Captain, make us some powerful weapons."
"We'll talk about it later."
Mason responded and walked over to Chao's bed.
As Kara said, Dachao's current situation is really not optimistic.
His body was covered in lacerations. The beating by Doomsday had damaged his respiratory organs, causing him to fall into a coma and have to be put on a ventilator to assist his breathing. His bones were severely fractured all over his body, and it would be difficult for him to heal in a short period of time with simple sunlight exposure alone.
But Superman is, after all, a "super Kryptonian" who has been basking in the yellow sun on Earth for more than 30 years. His physical fitness surpasses the other three Kryptonians in all aspects, so even if he is seriously injured, his life is not in danger.
But if you want to recover quickly, you have to work hard.
"The yellow sun lamp designed by Dr. Stein has been assembled. Push Superman in."
Mason said to Harry Osborn, an engineering apprentice who was following him:
"You operate it yourself, preheating it with 1,000 times focused yellow solar spectrum rays, and then gradually increasing the energy level of the concentrated solar beam based on Clark's feedback."
"But the instrument hasn't been tested for safety yet."
Good old Harry frowned and said:
"Just in case there are some flaws..."
"Clark is the strongest Kryptonian, and it is most appropriate to have him conduct the test."
Mason waved his hands and said:
"This is also the fastest way for him to heal quickly. Now is a good opportunity to give Clark some 'kryptonite desensitization' treatment.
Determine the middle value between solar energy and the influence of Kryptonite. Other Kryptonians also need this value to formulate new tactics.
By the way, is there any progress in the production of blue kryptonite?"
“Not so fast.”
Harry wrote down Mason's request and said:
"Firestorm has been studying the atomic arrangement of kryptonite. The blue kryptonite they have made so far is still unstable and has limited power over Bizarro. This kind of work cannot be rushed."
"There's not that much time left."
Mason rubbed his brows, told Harry to quickly complete the sunlight enhancement on Superman, and then left the treatment room. As a result, as soon as he came out, he saw Zod leaning against the stairs.
This Superman in black is in the best condition among the four Kryptonians.
Although he was badly beaten by Doomsday, his condition was not serious enough to require bed rest.
But Zod's expression at this moment was not very good. Seeing Mason coming over, Zod hurriedly hid what he had in his hand, but Mason didn't care. He walked to his side, flicked out a cigarette, glanced at him, and said:
"Why are you learning to smoke? This is not a good habit."
"depressed."
Superman in black sighed and threw the crushed cigarette butt in the trash can. He glanced at the treatment room and said to his good friend Mason:
"I was going to lie there too, but it was Clark Kent who helped me withstand the onslaught of Doomsday during the final evacuation. I was still not convinced by your constant claim that he was the most powerful Kryptonian.
But I give in now.
He was not in full condition to begin with, but he was able to block four Doomsdays by himself. It was not just a reckless resistance, his control of power was simply unparalleled.
Kara is right, Clark Kent is our final form.
I even feel that if Luthor hadn't chosen the best time to attack, if it was Superman in his prime in the Watchtower, he might even have created a miracle and killed all those Doomsdays."
"Don't think too much about it. After all, Clark has been exposed to the yellow sun since he was a baby."
Mason blew out a smoke ring, shook his head and said to Zod:
"He has been exposed to the sun for more than thirty years longer than you have. That is enough to cause a fundamental qualitative change in his Kryptonian cells. And Superman is not just strong in strength.
And his heart.
Although saying this makes me seem very idealistic.
But in fact, I have always felt that it is not physical fitness that limits Kryptonians. You are a group of unscientific creatures. The power you can burst out depends only on your desire and will.
It's difficult for other people to make exceptions, but for Kryptonians, it might only take a second of burst to do it... Well, the truth is definitely not that simple.
But I think in the next battle, Dachao wouldn't mind showing you guys a little bit."
Mason patted Zod on the shoulder and said to him:
"Superman is too weak to move now. I need you to put on his suit and go back to Gotham with me. It is important to stabilize people's hearts right now. Having Superman flying in the air can at least prevent the world from panicking when the situation deteriorates."
"Um."
Zod nodded and turned to go to the locker room, while Mason came to the alchemy laboratory where the two cuties, Harley and Quinn, were guarding because there were dangerous things in the laboratory.
"The head is in there!"
Harley pointed behind her and stood on tiptoe to kiss the corner of Mason's mouth. Quinn next to her was not to be outdone and took a bite on the other side. Mason, with two red marks on his face, returned the kiss and comforted her. Then, accompanied by his two lovely girlfriends, he walked into the laboratory and looked at the head of Doomsday in the biological containment tank on the table.
This thing has no life left, but this has not changed its hideous and cruel appearance. It is like a demon rushing out of hell. Just one look at it will make people feel uncomfortable all over.
Mason reached out and placed his hand on the bio-containment tank.
He observed the characteristics of the Doomsday in front of him, and Consus, the best biologist among the Isu, projected a projection, hovered next to Mason and said to him:
"Doomsday is an abnormal product born from the disruption of the genes of alienated Kryptonians. He sacrificed his sanity in exchange for nearly immortal physical strength. It is a very extreme experimental result, but this power can also be used by you.
My brother , you only need to extract Doomsday's original gene and study it, and the Superman drug in your hand will be upgraded.
By using Isu biotechnology to remove the dangerous, uncontrollable parts of Doomsday's genes, and retaining only the evolutionary path of power release and immortality, you may be able to realize Juno's once arrogant ideals.
You can create the most terrifying war weapon in the parallel world with your own hands."
“That’s exactly what I want to do.”
Mason nodded. He took out the alchemist gloves made by the "Mason Tailor Department" and opened the biological tank to extract the Doomsday gene.
He said to Consus:
"Wade gave me a surprise. This kind of biological sample is not easy to find. At present, the advancement of the Golden Sentinel serum has encountered difficulties, and the Elric brothers have never been able to complete the reverse reduction of the formula.
But the incomplete formulas that have been researched are sufficient to repair Doomsday's genetic defects. We can give it intelligence and, most importantly, control.
But the superposition of Sentinel and Doomsday...
It’s scary to think about.
It suddenly strikes me that we have become mad scientists, Consus. Perhaps we can create an immortal monster that, if it gets out of control, will crush us and our enemies together.
Considering the huge risk of losing control, it is better to make a short-term enhancer in the style of Superman Drug. You can say that I am a coward, but our situation is already critical enough, so I'd better not plant a mine for myself. "
"No, it's not cowardice."
Consus laughed and said:
"We generally refer to this as 'necessary caution'."
…
It was nearly three hours later when Mason returned to Gotham. He looked exhausted, obviously having overused his brain. He poured himself an owl vitality potion while walking to the top floor of the Afterlife Bar.
The members of Team K were already waiting here. The White Queen was sitting on the main seat, and in front of her was the Panther Woman who was bound by magic.
This furry villain bared her teeth, and the scarlet tattoo derived from the red of all living things trembled on her chest, constantly trying to simulate the power of the surrounding life to help her escape.
But it was obvious that the power of the Red of All Living Things was suppressed.
"My name is Groot!"
The new swamp monster Groot greeted Mason in a friendly manner and pointed to several mushroom-like plant fungi parasitic on Cheetah's collarbone, which were the power derived from the green of all things.
Only the power of the origin can suppress another power of the origin.
When Mason saw the unique green spore fungus, he blinked and looked at Poison Ivy, who was sitting in the corner of the office with her eyes closed. The latter felt the gaze and opened her eyes.
The pair of pupils had turned into emerald green, which meant that Ivy had used the fragment of the power of the green of all things that Mason gave her.
She has become the agent of the green of all things in the material world.
This is obviously a heavy responsibility.
But Ivy's condition at this moment is fine. Unlike the swamp monster before, her mind is not disturbed by the desire of the Green of All Things to survive.
"Go ahead."
The White Queen snapped her fingers at the suppressed Leopard Girl, and the influx of her spiritual power caused the cat-like sister to cover her head and scream. Then she swung her tail and roared hoarsely:
"The damn Luther abandoned us. He used us as pure bait. We were so blind to join the damn Legion of Doom... Stop!
Stop torturing me, I say!
Luthor told us that everything we did was to distract the Justice League and Team K to provide cover for the three A-level teams of the All-Stars to infiltrate the world.
While you were busy dealing with Luther's scheme, those guys had sneaked in here and our cover-up was a great success.
Your end is at hand.”
Having said that, the twitching Leopard Girl still grinned and sneered:
"If that bald bastard hadn't seen us as sacrificial cannon fodder, I would have applauded his series of arrangements. But you guys are almost out of luck!
I heard that those guys brought dangerous things in here. They are already lurking and are about to cause the first round of chaos. You have to fight them!
But in this case, how can you stop the warlock and his army of pioneers from entering here?
The Kryptonians have been destroyed!
Your greatest support has been... ah, damn it!"
When Cheetah roared, she saw Zod pushing the door open. The latter was wearing Clark's battle suit and drinking the compound potion, making him look like the real Superman.
His appearance completely broke the Leopard Girl's defense. She thought that Luther's plan had completely failed, so she pouted in a frustrated manner and said:
"Well, I knew it wouldn't be that easy."
“Who are the three pioneering teams that entered the world?”
Mason stood in front of the Leopard Girl and asked:
"If you tell us more information, you will be treated better in the future. You see, you are all still alive, and we have no intention of killing you, so there is still room for negotiation."
"I don't know anything more. How could that bastard Luther let us know the specific information?"
Leopard Woman swung her tail and stared at Mason in front of her, but the intensity of the mental torture given by the White Queen was increasing, so that the furry big sister finally couldn't resist and spoke up.
She closed her eyes and said:
"'Devouring', 'Fear' and 'End', the three people entered Washington, Metropolis and Gotham. I only know these three names and their landing places. I really don't know the others."
"She didn't lie."
The White Queen put away her mental torture and said:
"That's really all she knows. This is what she overheard when she was in an abnormal relationship with Luther. I can see those memories that cannot be falsified."
"Leave Gotham to me!"
The young master who was listening nearby suddenly stood up and said to Mason:
"Leave the Bat Family to us, and you go to the other two locations."
"Can you do it?"
Ertong, who was holding Alice's sword, asked suspiciously. The eldest master glanced at him and said in a more serious tone:
"Of course!"
“Don’t be impatient!”
Mason shook his head to stop everyone's plan.
He looked at the old man who had not spoken a word, then glanced at the bored Leopard Girl next to him, and said:
"Just because she didn't lie doesn't mean what she said is true. Think about Luther's previous actions. Is there a possibility that what Leopard said now is what Luther wants us to hear?
Once again, the same old trick is used to lead us by the nose again.”
"There is another important point!"
The master added in a hoarse voice:
“The power of the magic circle has always claimed to be monitoring the world, but apparently our world has been infiltrated like this... Luther is the messenger of the Star Society, but he is not the only one!
How can we fight against the fierce enemy if our eyes are blindfolded all the time?
The black hands must be found."
"Zha Kang, go and assemble the Dark Justice League."
Mason said something to Constantine who was blowing smoke rings beside him. The serious-looking man nodded and teleported himself away. Mason took out a communicator and shook it at the people behind him. He said:
"Let me make a phone call first, and then we'll talk about what to do."
