Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 54 The crime is love, the punishment is death
Mason's K Corps currently has five teams.
The main team is one, the youth team is two, the black glove Deathstroke Legion is three, there is also the zombie team four, and finally there is the servant army led by Jack's trio.
They have all proven their worth in this world invasion, and it is only because of the collaboration of the four teams that the war has been pushed to this final stage.
Of course, Mason is not a guy who doesn't care about ostentation.
He also had a deep study of the sense of ritual, so he decided from the beginning to use the last of his hidden strength to put the final words on this invasion war whose outcome had already been decided.
He called it the "Ultimate K-Team."
Of course, this is just a nominal name and it is just a name given by Mason himself. After all, the three members of this team are not theoretically members of the Star Society.
The mere Star Club really cannot accommodate these three gods.
At this time, in the world outside the mirror dimension, the cleaners and conquerors in North America have been divided into two. One part is on the surface accepting the unshakable slaughter of Golden Yamozhuo, and the other part is deceived by "swallowed" Brother A to the secret base of the Sky Eye Society. As soon as they entered, there was no movement, just like a black hole, and a steady stream of people continued to be swallowed into it.
Under the command of the master, the tired Xiao Shan has once again turned on the cosmic treadmill's super-time and space transmission, bringing the reinforcements from the other four worlds that had been expelled before back into this world.
It's like the second half after halftime.
Being able to fight against the real Cleaner Corps also allowed the heroes from other worlds to show their true abilities to meet the enemy.
But even so, the invaders' defeat here was still slower than their destruction in Europe, even though the only reinforcement there was one man.
Perfect Ultron!
This tall, silver-grey robot holds a mechanical dragon spear twisted from a reality gem, and with the blessing of the six gem system on his chest, he is like a true god descending.
Wherever it went, it not only annihilated the Cleaner Soldiers, but also used the reversal of the Time Stone to restore the destroyed cities to their previous state. The Infinity Gems that appeared in a set were obviously more powerful than a single raw stone, and could exert magical effects even in different dimensions.
And the expedition of Ultimate K Team was also fruitful.
Along with the perfect Ultron came a Brainiac Legion whose parameters had been reset. Under Ultron's command, these powerful machines swept through the brutal Cleaners, while those difficult Conquerors were captured by Ultron himself.
It's not direct killing.
Perhaps it is because Perfect Ultron has been curious about human nature recently, and it really wants to use these guys as observation samples to conduct on-site inspections to see whether the impact of the impending doomsday environment on individual lives is irreversible?
This is a very large research topic, and naturally requires a lot of samples.
The fact that such an observation project could be carried out shows without a doubt that the influence of the big bald frog on Perfect Ultron has become apparent. Speaking of frog... this observer who was dismissed and expelled seemed to be more free after a relaxing expedition.
He is currently wearing a set of shining silver armor and driving a car to clear the mess in the Middle East and South America. He is truly an "iron fist invincible frog bald head."
The reason for such violence is probably because when Watu was an observer before, he saw all the bad things these guys did to the dark stars.
World destruction, civilization extinction, resource theft and inhumane transformation of prisoners have long filled Wa Tu's heart with disgust for these interstellar locusts.
In the past, I could only pretend not to see it due to my duties.
But now.
I've lost my job, so I don't need to endure it anymore! Today I'll show you bastards what extraordinary combat power is!
Come on, fight hard!
The moves made by the two bosses were naturally extraordinary. The speed at which the cleaners suffered damage had broken the record of the past seventeen years of looting and fighting, and also made those secret forces that were spying on the battlefield feel terrified.
For example, some braised eggs.
He always thought that although Old K was rebellious, he was still under his control, but now it seems that he is still under his control! He has found new big daddies for him, and they are three of them!
This hidden power was not enough to overthrow the Star Society, even if Mason wanted to start a new organization, he already had enough high-end power. Even though he had been trying his best to raise Mason's importance in his eyes, he found that he still underestimated him.
This has become a matter of course.
Thinking about Mason's philosophy , and what he had said during their previous meeting, Old A suddenly had a headache.
Well, it seems necessary to put the things I have been thinking about some time ago on the agenda.
Sitting in his office, Old A took out the Mind Gem that he never left. The indelible bloodstains on its edge made him squint his eyes.
Mason's extreme aggressiveness and his obsession with the past are a terrible hidden danger. This guy's potential is undoubtedly the strongest among all the people he has ever seen.
It would be best if we could live in peace.
But if that doesn't work, then I have to take the initiative.
…
“A-choo!”
In the mirror dimension, Mason, who was bandaging the swordsman's wound, suddenly sneezed, causing the hunter who was sitting next to him to rest to look at him in surprise.
"It's okay, it seems like someone is talking about me behind my back."
Mason curled his lips and continued to help the swordsman suture the wound, but even during the emergency surgery, the swordsman Liana kept turning her eyes away, looking over Mason's shoulder to the other side.
Not just her.
Everyone present, except Mason, was looking over there.
The Three-Eyed Warlock, who was killed once by Mason, has been resurrected under the influence of the Time Stone, but the parasitism of the Black Death Sword is still in effect, making it impossible for him to regain the power of the dark dimension.
What's worse is that an even more terrifying guy is hanging in front of him.
Hei Qiyi looked expressionlessly at the guy below who looked exactly like him, his Spirit King cloak fluttering behind him, and there was a floating book beside him.
But that was not a magic book, it was just a diary that Hei Qiyi always carried with him.
He was looking at Stephen Strange in front of him. Although he didn't say a word, the gaze that penetrated his soul made the Three-Eyed Warlock feel like he had lost his parents.
He didn't dare to make any move.
He could feel that the time-space entity in front of him was someone who could compete with the current Mephisto.
As the Grand Master of the Star Society, he had done in-depth research on space-time anomalies, but he had never thought that there were Supreme Sorcerers more powerful than himself in the parallel world system.
Why have I never heard of such a prominent figure before?
And Mason!
You have such a powerful force behind you, why are you still showing weakness? Do you have to trick us unlucky people who don't know the truth into coming in and killing us?
If you openly invite Hei Qiyi to your world to take charge, let alone the Star Society, I hope the Council will also send a special envoy to invite him to join!
This war should never have happened.
Unless... the relationship between this Dark Doctor Strange and Mason is not as good as it seems on the surface. Maybe the two sides only have a very weak cooperative relationship?
If this is the case, he would have the opportunity to pull this strong man into his camp.
It's just a matter of talking, but this is a core skill that every conspirator must master!
"Say something."
Black raised his strange finger, interrupting the Three-eyed Warlock's chaotic thoughts. He spoke in his signature sinister tone:
“Tell me about yourself.”
“I am you, there is nothing to say, there are countless Doctor Stranges in countless worlds, but our stories and lives are all the same.
If there is a difference, it is only in the details.”
The Three-Eyed Warlock was a man who had seen the world. When he saw Mason and the others had retreated to the edge, he realized that his fate today depended entirely on the time-space entity in front of him.
He said seriously:
"Our lives diverged at a certain point, probably because of the truth of the shock event that I recognized, and I think this is also what you want to hear.
About my choices and why I chose this path.”
He observed Hei Qi's expression. The latter was thinner than him, and there was no obvious change on his face that looked more evil and enchanting, but he did not stop him from continuing.
Then the Three-eyed Warlock coughed, and under the shining light of the Time Gem on his chest, he said:
"The truth is not as they said. I betrayed my world. It's not like that! The abandonment of my hometown was just an accident caused by the Red Skull who was executing the plan. There was no nuclear war in our original plan.
We had intended my homeland to serve as a model for collaboration between the Conclave and the Council of Hope, as a testament to our exploration of the future of worlds during the Dark Ages."
"Tsk , that sounds nice!"
The White Queen curled her lips, but was stopped by Black Bolt.
For those who have lost their homeland, finding out why Doctor Strange, who was once a member of the Illuminati, suddenly rebelled is also an explanation for their lost homeland.
Even Old Wolf held a cigarette in his mouth, wanting to listen to the three-eyed warlock's mental journey.
But Mason didn't care.
Although this matter was closely related to his birth, for him, helping the swordsman heal the wound on his waist seemed more important than hearing the three-eyed warlock's self-narration.
This attitude made Ciri, who had been observing him, raise an eyebrow.
Lord Hunter keenly felt that Mason's disgust for warlocks was more due to his resistance to the Society of the Stars, and the tragedy of his hometown did not account for as much of a proportion in his hatred as it did for other people who had lost their homeland.
He even seemed to not care at all about why the warlock rebelled back then, as if he was an outsider completing his own side quest.
“I was the first person in my hometown to predict the coming of the end of the world. When others were still enjoying peace and tranquility, I had already begun to think about the future survival.
I searched the tomes of Kamar-Taj and the Sanctum Sanctorum, but the wisdom left by the Sorcerers Supreme was of no use to me.
So I looked outside.”
The Three-eyed Warlock whispered:
“There are countless lords and beings in the countless planes of the magic world, but they are all short-sighted. The only one who can speak in common with me is Mephisto.
The demon lord who once aspired to control hell was aware of the crisis just like me. He knew that he was outnumbered in the impact and he didn't want to die, so he was also looking for a way.
We hit it off immediately.
Mephisto has an advantage that I don't have. He possesses the power of hell and can communicate with himself in other planes. It took him a long time to achieve this connection and unity with himself.
They formed something called the 'Mephisto Network', which was the prototype of the Conclave.
Only when more wisdom is gathered together can we have a chance of survival when faced with an impact. The countless Mephistos are strong and weak, but they all have dark and evil wisdom, and they finally discussed a plan. "
Having said this, the warlock paused.
He glanced at his more powerful temporal alter ego and asked:
"Have you 'detached'?"
Hei Qiyi shook his head.
The Three-eyed Warlock laughed and said:
“I guess you don’t either, otherwise you wouldn’t have to cooperate with Mason and the others. Although you are powerful, you are also trapped in the situation where the universe is about to end.
You also hope to survive, just like all the spirits in the world, no one will willingly sacrifice their life.
However, as long as one reaches transcendence, making one's existence not dependent on the material world as a basis, and finally becoming the only one, and obtaining the "ticket" that can enter the change of the universe, it is enough to observe this disaster covering countless worlds from the perspective of a bystander.
That is a privilege granted by power!
That is also the method proposed by Mephisto to survive the end of the world, and it is the source of the existence of the Star Society. We do cooperate with the Council of Hope, but our ultimate goals are different from theirs.
Just as Brainiac and others have their own transcendence plans, we collect divine power to nourish Mephisto, making him stronger and stronger, and closer to that limit.
We must create our own God!
So that we don't have to bow down to the doomsday brought by the weakening universe!"
The warlock opened his arms and shouted enthusiastically:
"As long as Mephisto can cross that line, as long as Lord Fate can escape his predetermined fate, he will have enough power to protect the rest of the world.
We have planted the seeds of divinity in all the worlds surveyed and colonized by the Star Society!
These worlds will cross into immortality with Mephisto, all those with tattoos will be bathed in his glory, and we will survive into the next era!
He is one and he is ten thousand.
He becomes the core connecting everything, and will also become the new god who will lead us into the next era!
I have never been crazy, I have never been fantasizing, and I have never betrayed! I know this method is feasible, I am just using my own way to save this dying universe...
And you!
You are wasting our limited time!"
“That’s enough!”
Mason, who didn't turn around, couldn't listen any longer. He stood up suddenly, looked back at the fanatical three-eyed warlock, and asked:
"So in your system, do we, including you, have the power to say 'no' to Mephisto? What he needs is not a collaborator, Strange.
What he needs is a slave, a slave like you who is willing to sacrifice yourself for a dark future!
I just hated you before.
Now I pity you, you idiot! You don't even know what Lord Black Qi really wants to hear! You also don't understand why he cooperates with me...
Existence, death, there is always something beyond these meanings. "
"Um?"
The three-eyed warlock looked up in astonishment at the still expressionless Hei Qiyi. There was obvious impatience in the latter's eyes, but the warlock, who was immersed in his own interpretation, did not notice it.
What he said just now was brilliant. As an answer it was not perfect but definitely qualified.
The only problem is, the answer is irrelevant.
"In your so-called great journey, your Christine..."
In the silence, Hei Qiyi asked in a hoarse voice:
"Is she still alive?"
"Christine? Who is that..."
The warlock was confused by this question.
For a moment, he did not react to who the "Christine" that Hei Qiyi was talking about was. It was not until several seconds later that a woman who had been forgotten so long that even her vague face and image could not be recalled jumped into his mind.
This question made the warlock laugh and cry, but it also made him realize that he was doomed.
“It seems that you gave up her for your so-called great ideals. You killed your love with your own hands. Even after you became the Supreme Sorcerer, she was still by your side.
It makes me...jealous."
Hei Qiyi slowly fell from the air, and the moment his feet touched the ground, an invisible fear instantly strangled the three-eyed warlock's heart.
He retreated tremblingly like a sheep seeing a tiger. The Time Gem tried its best to protect it, but Black Qiyi pinched it and threw it back, landing accurately in Mason's hands.
The captain immediately bowed 90 degrees to thank the boss for giving him a time gem.
"You had it all, and you threw it all away for a terrible plan."
Black placed his hand on the warlock's shoulder and whispered:
"What a shame, wrong answer."
"No, Mephisto, no! Help me!"
The warlock screamed and begged for his life.
Lord Fate was not stingy with his most loyal servant, and a great force surged from the plane connection point to save the warlock, but Hei Qiyi simply shook his cloak and dispersed the force in the collision with the Spirit King's cloak.
Mephisto is very strong.
But unfortunately, a sleeping god cannot stop what he is about to accomplish, which is a punishment in the name of love. After all, what I hate most in my life is such idiots who give up love for a great goal.
"Say goodbye to everything you are familiar with, and may your Christine still be waiting for you in the hell of your hometown."
Hei Qiyi said softly.
Then red light came out of his eyes and mouth.
That was the sign of the activation of the Devouring Secret Art. A streak of light flashed before everyone's eyes, and the warlock only had time to let out a short roar before the mirror dimension he had set up was shattered.
As Zha Kang and others outside looked at each other in confusion, Hei Qiyi loosened his hand, and only a blood-stained magic floating cloak and the crushed Eye of Agamotto fell to the ground.
The warlock was dead, and not a single trace of his remains remained.
The aftermath of the war continues, but it is over.
