Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Chapter 54 Mutant + Alien =?
When Mason entered the room where the cosmic treadmill was located with his weapons, full of complaints, everyone else was already ready.
The young version of Luthor put on a set of green power armor. Behind him were his adjutant, Old Luthor, and all members of the newly formed "Legion of Doom".
In addition to the original members of the Legion of Doom, there are also super villains brought back from the Overlord World.
Black Manta, Giganta, Metal Man, Parasyte, Silver Banshee, Leopard, Poison Ivy, Livewire and many other "familiar" characters are lined up fully armed, with dead looks on their faces, waiting to go into battle.
To be honest, what you should be most worried about when leading a group of guys like this to carry out a rescue strategy is not the vicious enemy, but whether these guys will suddenly defect at some point and give the captain a big chance.
However, the two Luthors looked full of confidence, the two Deathstrokes were still joking, and Deadshot, Bane and King Shark beside them had no expression on their faces.
They are the supervisory team and they have to be ruthless in order to control the other vicious bastards.
So maybe the rule of survival in the new Legion of Doom is "fight evil with evil."
"Has your real leader not arrived yet?"
Mason glanced at the time on his watch and asked, and the next moment there was the sound of a door opening behind him, and an old man in a mechanical bat costume strode in.
The two Luthors immediately stood up straight, and the villains of the Legion of Doom also shrank their necks, which shows how threatening the old man is in this regard.
Mason threw out the special anti-mutant bullets and fear grenade box. While the others were changing into special weapons, he said to Xiao Shan who was warming up beside him:
"I will give you the news. After receiving the confirmation, I will start the hyperspace transmission to avoid letting in people who shouldn't come."
"I will identify it."
Xiao Shan made an OK gesture and said:
“This time, Mercury and Horus will help me share the pressure. I can teleport at least 20 times in six hours. Try to gather your compatriots together.
Also , the good news is that the time and space blockade on Utopia has been disrupted by the brewing impact, and I can now send you directly to a place close to the mutant capital, so you don't have to travel a long distance."
“This is really good news.”
Mason nodded, and Flash then got on the cosmic treadmill and started to accelerate.
The flickering lights sped along the treadmill track, triggering the illusion of time and space to open the cracks, and the lights also illuminated everyone's eyes.
The swordsman holding the demon helmet was still complaining.
She knew that anything related to the impact would not be simple, but to be honest, she did not expect to encounter such an exciting situation before the impact officially began.
However, when the captain was about to leave, he suddenly received a private communication request from the old Green Goblin. As soon as Mason activated the communication, he heard Norman complaining on the other side:
"I'm sorry for the argument with you just now, and I'm sorry for trying to make a decision for you without your permission. I hope this won't affect our part-time partnership.
Well, I knew it was futile to stop you from doing this ever since the evil Peter Parker reported his damn discovery.
I know what kind of person you are, and I also know what stupid choices you will make when others ask for help. You seem to never learn to refuse others, just like that rainy night when you helped the people in the shelter to attack my city.
No chance of winning ...
You always like to do things that seem meaningless to others, but perhaps this is also the reason why we can trust you and unite around you.
But Mason..."
The old green devil said in a deep voice:
"It's not easy to quit at the last minute. You have to come back before the impact begins! The career you have poured your passion and energy into is about to come to an end. It will not be complete without you at that moment.
Maybe I'm old.
I didn't expect that I would say such a thing at this time.
But Mason, a new era without you would be imperfect for everyone."
"Ah, Norman, I am about to cry. These words are really heartwarming, especially coming from an old guy like you who is determined to become the overlord of the universe."
The captain made a gesture and asked the team members to jump into the opened space-time rift.
He looked back at the still calm sky of Osborne Tower and the still spinning Eye of Time and Space above his head, and said to the old Green Goblin:
"I didn't intend to be absent, so please wait until I come back to save the world. If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your consent."
The moment he hung up the phone and turned to walk into the space-time rift, Mason reached out and pressed down the hat on his head. He could see from the flash of speed force in front of him that Utopia was now a scorched earth covered by war.
He said:
"Hat, I notice you're getting quieter."
"Because you don't need my help, Mason. You can fly on your own."
The Sorting Hat said quietly:
"To be honest, I've been thinking about retiring. Rather than following you around and experiencing those horrible things all day, maybe it would be more suitable for me to go back to those little wizards and continue to be a crazy hat."
"That requires us to wait until we see the sunset of Utopia with our own eyes, right?"
Mason drew the pistol from his waist and jumped into the space-time rift in front of him. He said:
"On the day of Hogwarts' revenge, don't you have any feelings you'd like to share?"
The hat remained silent for a long time and never spoke again.
Mason could sense the hat's complex emotions. They had all been changed by experience, and the Sorting Hat that had always been yelling for revenge seemed to have become a distant memory.
The surrounding team members dispersed to observe the environment, and the captain also looked up and looked around.
He saw several sonic boom channels rising in the smoke-covered ruined city ahead, and in the chaotic sky in the distance there were uniquely shaped Iron Warriors' spaceships leaving the atmosphere of this world.
These guys used some unknown thing to poison the world, causing problems with the atmospheric structure of Utopia, and the refracted starlight appeared as a strange red glow.
It looks particularly ominous.
"The conquerors here have begun to evacuate."
Young Luther came over and said to Mason:
"I estimate that they have completed the search and destruction of the cities on the edge of this world. This is good news. It means that as long as we do not actively launch an attack, we will not have to bear the unexpected casualties caused by exchanging fire with them.
The goal is just to get those trapped mutant civilians back, so I mean, we're in and out fast."
Mason nodded and looked back at the guide behind him. Supreme Cable ejected a world topographic map from his mechanical arm and explained:
"After the alien army broke through the second line of defense, the civilians who did not have time to evacuate were placed in three underground bunkers near the capital and in the abandoned test site.
There is still some distance from our landing point, but there is no need to check the outer area.
The civilians here have been sent to various planes before the war began. We have sent out apostles lurking in various planes in advance to guide them to the designated refuge locations.
As for the warriors here..."
Supreme Cable was silent for a moment and ultimately did not give a conclusion, but the people who came to help looked around and saw that even the earth had been torn and baked by the manic power, making it basically impossible for any life to exist here.
"No! There is life activity underground ahead, and there is a lot of it."
Old Deathstroke was holding a beeping life detector, and the screen showed that there were considerable biological signals in the wreckage of the crashed sky fortress ahead.
But Cable waved his hand with a bitter look on his face and explained:
"It's those monsters! The Iron Legion released their war pets onto the battlefield. Those monsters will look for powerful mutants as hosts and give birth to special mutants.
At first we were able to destroy their nests in time, but those guys reproduced too quickly.
Especially after acquiring the X gene, the evolved form is even more destructive."
“I never thought that the Predators would use aliens as weapons of war, but I’m not surprised at all about the Sentinels’ mutiny.
Mutants and Sentinels have always been antonyms, and sooner or later something bad will happen if they are put together."
Mason complained:
"Liana, can you open the underground fortress that leads directly to the X royal capital?"
"Okay, I've been there."
The swordsman wearing a full set of hell armor said in a deep voice.
Although she didn't like utopia, she felt very uncomfortable seeing the once beautiful mutant kingdom turned into a scorched earth in just a few days.
I really want to find a few monsters to chop down to vent my anger.
"This world is doomed. It may become a hunting ground or a base for new recruits for the Predators."
Mason stood up and sat on his Mobius chair, and said to the others:
"After a while, I will hold the sentry back, and you go down to rescue them. Let's get started."
At the captain's command, the swordsman grabbed the Soul Sword and slashed downwards. After tearing open the space, he was the first to jump in, and the others followed closely behind.
Mason just drove the Möbius chair over when he saw several twisted creatures rushing towards him. As expected, they were fixed in the air by the traction field of the Möbius chair.
These guys have the classic alien appearance, with black biological carapace, smooth and slender skull, eyeless structure and serrated tail, full of a kind of strange and evil beauty, while the claws completely covered with biological exoskeleton and the ejection-type predatory mouthparts in the mouth with tiny and disordered teeth add a touch of hideousness to it.
Mason noticed that the bodies of these warrior aliens had undergone varying degrees of mutation. One of them had a shell the color of fire and could spew flames from its mouth, and even its claws were covered in high temperatures.
This is probably the "X-gene variant" that Cable just mentioned.
In addition to their outstanding physical attacks, they have also evolved means of energy attacks. It seems that the combat effectiveness of the new aliens hatched by mutants as hosts is indeed considerable.
Unfortunately, no matter how much it mutates, it cannot grow a biological exoskeleton that can block kinetic bullets.
"Bang"
The close-range bursts of fire caused the heads of the three mutated aliens in front of him to explode, and the deadly acidic fluids that were retained splashed everywhere, corroding the surrounding ground with a hissing sound.
The mutant being observed by Mason actually used body fluids to create a scorching explosion.
The villains of the Legion of Doom are not afraid of these things.
They knocked the monsters to the ground in a few strokes. Even a reckless shark king picked up the alien's claw and tried to put it in his mouth to taste the saltiness, but was knocked away by Death Shot next to him.
He believed that no matter how strong the digestive system of the shark king was, it would not end well if it directly chewed on something like sulfuric acid.
The noise of the commandos' transmission soon alarmed the nearby alien monsters, and they rushed out from the ruins of the building, which had obviously been bombed.
Instead of making a stupid head-on charge, they were very cunning and moved through various strange areas where they could hide.
The two sharpshooters, Deadshot and Bloodsport, opened fire immediately.
But although the bullets they fired could still accurately hit these black bastards at a long distance, they did not have enough destructive power to break their exoskeletons.
"Hit the head!"
Mason on the Mobius chair grabbed the Tech Rifle Widowmaker and said to the others who had drawn their weapons:
"These things have predatory sensory organs on their heads. That's the only place where they are not covered with bone helmets. But these guys move very fast. If you don't have super shooting skills, don't waste bullets."
After saying that, he pulled the trigger and blew up the heads of several X-morph aliens that were hanging upside down above the ruins and preparing for the "airborne assault" tactics. The corrosive body fluids spilled onto the ground, making an unsettling sound. Under the scolding of Deathstroke No. 1, the bastards of the New Doom Legion took out their flamethrowers.
Their thinking was quite accurate. As long as these things were still organic creatures, fire could still cause considerable damage to them.
"careful!"
The swordsman who was looking for the entrance to the underground bunker suddenly moved his ears amid the harsh sound of gunfire, then jumped to the side of the rookie Psylocke in a flash, and slashed out with the Soul Greatsword in his hand, easily beheading a gray alien that appeared from the invisible, and then threw out hellfire to spread around, forcing out several other monsters that tried to flash and sneak attack.
"They are mutants bred from Phantom Cat's genes. What's wrong with these guys?"
The swordsman cursed:
"Why do I feel like they have a much better grasp of the X gene than these rookies? These monsters have only been hatched for a few days, right? They can already use their abilities to this extent?
Is there any justice in this?"
“It’s just that the evolutionary path is different.”
Mason had already jumped off the mechanical chair and was leaning over to extract biological samples from the brain of a captured alien.
He planned to use Isu biological technology to create weapons that could quickly kill the aliens, just like he did with the Skrulls. On the battlefield around him, the captain took out several sophisticated devices and began to extract genetic samples on the spot. He also casually explained to the indignant swordsman:
"The gene chain of aliens is different from that of most carbon-based organisms. There are blank areas in their DNA helices, which are used to quickly combine the best gene fragments of the host to achieve nearly unlimited evolutionary possibilities.
This is the biological characteristic that allows them to continue to grow stronger.
So theoretically, if an alien egg could be parasitic on Superman, then when it bursts out of his chest, you would get a Kryptonian alien...
Oh, this is a good idea."
Mason placed the separated sample in front of his eyes and looked at it. He added various alchemical liquids to it to compare the material effects and said:
"We have to try this idea out when we catch a bad Kryptonian. By the way, General Zod and his group of Kryptonian thugs should still be roaming around in Gotham, right?
Why not find an opportunity to get them to cooperate with the experiment, so that they can contribute to the development of biology.
Done! "
The captain took out , and burned the other four with magic fire. Then, using the mixed sample components that had reacted violently as a blueprint, he deduced a new alchemical formula within a few minutes.
He took out a lot of raw materials and piled them together. He put on his alchemist gloves and placed three weak magic stones in them to stabilize the alchemy process. Then he put his hands together and activated the alchemy formation.
With a flash of red light, several large boxes of liquid biodestructive agents were produced.
Mason casually took the explosive flamethrower from the rookie Psylocke next to him, picked up a liquid can and installed it in the fuel tank position of the flamethrower, then took a few steps forward, aimed at a group of X-gene mutant aliens who were screaming and rushing towards him, and pulled the trigger.
The gray-green mist was compressed and sprayed out, and in less than five seconds, the extremely ferocious mutant aliens in front of them let out strange screams.
They lay on the ground, losing their strength as if they had eaten something unclean, and even escape was difficult. The killing-crazed shark king pounced on them and killed them one by one with one claw.
The strange smell emitted by the mist made the surrounding aliens feel like they were smelling snow. They howled and retreated quickly, and soon left the ruins littered with corpses.
Mason nodded with satisfaction and threw the flamethrower in his hand to Psylocke, shouting to the others:
"Everyone, switch to alien destroyers! Don't waste time chasing them. We are not here to rid the world of bugs."
The swordsman witnessed the whole process and exclaimed:
"How did you do that? Is this some kind of witchcraft or magic?"
"It's just a simple combination of biology and alchemy. It's not worth mentioning."
Mason waved his hand modestly and said:
"These guys have seized the powers of mutants and naturally have their weaknesses. In addition, they are sentient creatures, so it is not difficult to create biological agents that destroy the senses and cause weakness.
If a special attack plague is to be produced, it may take several days, but the evolution speed of the aliens is very fast, and this biological agent will become ineffective against them after only one generation of reproduction.
But for our actions, it is enough.
You look like you've seen a ghost. What's wrong? Haven't you seen an alchemist show his power before?"
"You say that easily."
Liana picked up the liquid bottle at hand and shook it in her hand. She said in a strange tone:
"You just praised these aliens to the skies, but in the blink of an eye, the power they spent countless years to evolve was defeated by just a few minutes of your tinkering.
So who is the real monster?"
"You've known me for so long, why do you still ask such a boring question?"
Mason took off his medical gloves and threw them on the alien corpse. He climbed back onto the Mobius chair and answered:
“I can find their weaknesses and target them. I don’t need to be stronger than my enemies, but as long as they are not perfect and I can find their weaknesses, my chances of winning will increase greatly.
Isn't this how we craftsmen fight?
Liana, if you want to develop your future life and dominate in Hell after you lose your job in the Star Society, the easiest way is to bring me more biological samples of demons or devils.
As for strength?
Tsk, what a boring thing."
