Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Chapter 63 The Last Day of Utopia
It stands to reason that even if Lord Doom could withstand the two extraordinary energy attacks from the Million Masons and the Angry Horde, even if he didn't die, he would at least be seriously injured.
After all, they are now in the Utopia world, and not in his basic fighting world. He cannot get enough strengthening and enhancement here, nor can he do what he says as he does in the fighting world.
But it turns out that the guys who can develop a pretty good career in a place like the Hope Council are not easy to deal with.
With the golden power of millions of stars bombarding him in front and triple Omega energy swallowing and crushing him from behind, the God who was forced into a desperate situation had realized that he would be doomed if he didn't use his ultimate move. In desperation, he finally turned on his "plug-in".
A ball of strange lavender energy swirled around the God like spreading smoke, and in front of Mason it transformed into a strange monster head that made a sharp sound. With an impatient and indescribable greed, it let out a roar and swallowed up the energy that had the power to crush the planet into powder that Mason was sending over.
The same situation happened on Daqun's side, and the energy he released was also swallowed up by the strange purple light.
It was as if nothing had happened, allowing Doom to avoid serious injury.
However, the God himself seemed unable to control this strange devouring energy well. After taking the attack from Mason and the horde, he turned around without saying a word and disappeared in a stream of light similar to quantum teleportation.
There was even a hint of uneasiness in that fleeing posture.
"What is that?"
Mason was also startled by this sudden appearance.
Admittedly, the Sentinel's million-star power was far from invincible in his hands, but it was really shocking to be eaten up so easily.
"Fairy power!"
Although the large group opposite him had Fox's healing flame, they were already at the end of their strength. Seeing that Doom was forced back, he squatted on the ground, panting. He explained to Mason in a weak voice:
"Apocalypse, the oldest mutant, once told me about this power. It appeared in a parallel world when the first impact occurred. It caused large-scale chaos and disasters, and several planes were devoured by it.
But then it disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared.
Don't worry that Doom will come back. When he captured me, he had almost used up all the fairy power. Now that he has consumed such a huge amount of energy, his unruly and greedy power is at risk of getting out of control.
If he doesn't want to be manipulated in turn, he will have to spend a long time to calm it down, and the punch you just threw was really brilliant, shattering two-thirds of his internal organs.
If he doesn't die, he will be disabled.
We are safe now. You don't have to hold on any longer. Just sit down and take a rest.
I can hear every water molecule in your body wailing as it's broken down, and you're going to get dehydrated if this continues... but thanks, man."
"See through it but don't say it, brother."
Mason sighed, turned his head, opened his mouth and spat out blood.
The fragments of internal organs mixed in the gushing hot blood looked shocking, fully proving the severe side effects of the incomplete state of the Million Star Potion.
But its biggest problem is not the side effects. Mason's alchemical attainments at this time are enough to ensure that these side effects are reduced to a harmless level. The problem with this thing is that it is unstable.
Mason could indeed feel that after injecting the potion, an energy door leading to the plane of nothingness opened in his body, instantly feeding him with endless energy.
But this state only lasted for less than a few seconds before it began to vibrate.
After Mason had delivered a fatal "Sun Fist" to Doom just now, the connection with the energy plane became even more unstable, and there were intermittent "short circuits" in the connection.
The good news was that the energy connection was recovering, but the bad news was that Mason felt that if he punched harder, he would return to the intermittent charging state.
To sum up, it is useful, but not completely useful.
Moreover, this thing exerts too much pressure on the body. As Da Qun said, every water molecule in Mason's body is wailing. They cannot withstand the pressure brought by the power of millions of stars at the cellular level.
"Sit down, I'll heal your wound."
Seeing Mason coughing until he bent over and vomited, Da Qun quickly stepped forward and helped him sit back on the Mobius chair. This legendary super lunatic with multiple schizophrenia looked quite normal.
And he seems to be a warm-hearted person.
But the next moment, Mason saw Daqun patting his forehead and saying to himself:
"Joshua, I know you're not used to it yet, but I don't have time to make friends for you. Come out and work!"
"Shua"
Just like a seamless switch of personality modes, the young man who was warm-hearted one second ago became calm and capable the next second. He looked up and smiled at Mason, then activated his ability to turn his skin into gold.
It is exactly the same as the mutant "Elixir" who was killed by Madeline before, and Elixir's name is Joshua, and the latter's ability happens to be healing.
Seeing Daqun, who had changed his personality, put his hand on his chest, the pain he felt at the cellular level was quickly soothed, and even the genetic damage caused by the Million Star Potion was repaired within seconds.
This exaggerated healing power forced Mason to look at the large group in front of him with suspicion.
The latter felt Mason's gaze, and he didn't hide anything. He pointed to his golden head and explained:
"I am Joshua's personality. You should have seen my corpse just now. But don't worry, it's not that the swarm forcibly absorbed me, but all the Omega mutants in the X Royal Family have an 'agreement' with the swarm.
Except for those who are unwilling to give up their independent personality and choose to enter the Diamond Cradle, after the death of others, our consciousness will actively enter a large and almost infinite group of minds.
Afterwards, it will live forever in the minds of the masses in this 'aggregate' form.
This is the Omega mutant ability of the group, absorbing the consciousness of others and restoring their power... After hearing this, you should also understand the meaning of the group's existence."
Lingdan paused and continued to explain:
"Like you and Madeline, the swarm is also one of the 'possible existences' that the professor is looking for for Utopia and mutants. When I helped him complete the production of the diamond cradle, he told me all about it.
Just five minutes before Madeleine broke my neck.
Okay, the treatment is complete, and your genes are stable again.
You can try to manipulate the super energy in your body by using your manipulation abilities, but don't overuse it. Your genes are not stable enough to manipulate such a huge amount of energy.
The side effects of the magical potion you crafted for yourself are as powerful as its effect.
If there is no improvement in the near future, for your health, I do not recommend you to drink it more than once."
After saying that, he patted his forehead to make another personality reappear, and he returned to Daqun's thinking world to rest. The moment Daqun's main personality came back, the golden light that was wrapped around his body immediately dissipated.
It was obvious that he could hear the conversation between Joshua and Mason, so the moment he switched back, he waved his hand at Mason who was about to ask, and said:
"No! Professor Supreme is not with me. His mental power is so great that he can exist independently as a conscious body without flesh and blood. Therefore, even I cannot absorb his complete personality.
Actually, it is not impossible...
Mainly because the cost is too high.
Letting the Supreme Professor 'live' in would conservatively require one-third of the 'guests' in my mind to move out, and that guy is already determined to die.
Given his true condition, you know it would be torture for him to continue living."
"Um."
Mason nodded, and when the Mobius chair flew up, he asked again:
"Weren't the mutants who died in the invasion absorbed by you?"
"No, on the one hand, because the diamond cradle has been completed, they can retain their independent personalities and be reborn in the future. You have to understand that not everyone is willing to live in a 'spiritual dormitory' with a bunch of weird guys."
A large group also flew up and followed Mason to the wreckage of Doom's destroyed spacecraft's main control.
As he flew, he pointed to his head and explained to Mason:
"On the other hand, if a personality below the Omega level rashly enters my mind, the consequences may not be very good. There are already more than 300 people living in my mind, and they are all guys with strong personalities.
Some of these not-so-nice bastards formed a 'big neighborhood committee'.
They do not allow the weak to share the same spiritual world with them. Any weak personality will be torn apart once it comes in. Although I am the dominant personality, I am not very able to control them.
After all, in my spiritual world, every personality is equal, and if I treat them roughly and a personal war breaks out, it won’t just be me who suffers.”
At this point, this good-natured Daqun seemed to recall some unpleasant past events. He pointed to the main body of Krako Island, which had fallen into the pit in a strange semi-organic form, and whispered to Mason:
"The accidental destruction of that island was the most direct consequence of the last Personality World War. Since then, the entire X Council, including Professor Supreme, has required me to abide by the rules set by the 'Great Group Neighborhood Committee' and not absorb mutant consciousness below the Omega level."
"Your daily life sounds very, um, interesting..."
Mason complained:
"You and my girlfriend must have something in common. She also has a split personality, but she only has one split. Now that the professor is dead and Utopia is basically finished, tell me, what are you going to do?"
The captain looked at the crowd and said:
"With your ability, you should be able to restore Utopia to its original state if you want, right?"
"You can, but you don't have to."
Daqun stood beside Mason with his hands on his hips, flirtatiously shaking his artistic long hair. He said nonchalantly:
"Let this crappy place be destroyed. Professor Supreme once said something very well: Only when the utopia that carries hatred and darkness is destroyed can the mutants in other places be reborn from the ashes.
What's more, you have brought him the best gift.
You intend to complete the world integration that Utopia failed to achieve in the upcoming impact, right?
Let's go. Instead of staying here and expressing nostalgia for a ruined world buried with darkness and secrets, it is better to comfort the destruction of this place with a ticket to a new world.
You don't like utopias either.
Like many people I know, we have lived here for a long time not because we really like it, but because we have nowhere else to go, but now it seems like we have a new home.”
"Hey! Don't read my mind. It's rude."
Mason took out Lao Wan's helmet and put it on his head. He looked at the main console of the spacecraft that had been completely destroyed, and then glanced at the surrounding wasteland scenery that could no longer be restored.
After a moment of silence, he told the crowd:
"Come on then, you can ."
"Of course I do."
Daqun made a gesture of an old smoker, took a cigarette from Mason and put it in his mouth. This guy with a cheerful personality and an artistic appearance said softly:
"Like you, I want to end these bad things as soon as possible, put down the heavy responsibilities and return to my own life. I also want to meet a girlfriend who has the same disease as me.
It would be better if she was prettier, had a better figure, and a more tolerant personality, just like the relationship between Harley, Quinn and you.
Then my lover and I can peacefully support each other throughout our lives...
Well, I wanted to tell you just now.
That crappy helmet of yours can't stop me from reading your mind. This is a passive skill I developed through battling wits and courage with my other troublesome personalities. I really can't control it.
Hmm, maybe that's why I never found many friends?
But speaking of which, Mason, haven't you realized that you actually have symptoms of split personality?
Otherwise it can't explain why each of your water clones has an independent personality and emotions, and they are all funny... Or, you actually realize this, but you don't want to admit that you and Harley are actually fellow patients with the same disease?
Oh my, now the problem that's been bothering you has been solved. Of course, it's illegal for a normal person to sleep with a psychopath, but no one can blame the pure love between psychopaths, right? "
"Haha, Daqun, as a new friend who we just met and we are not familiar enough to discuss these private topics, let me give you some friendly advice."
"Hmm? You said, I and my other three hundred or so personalities are listening."
"Shut up!"
“Oh.”
…
45 minutes left to the fourth impact.
Mason sat on the Mobius chair, hovering in the enchanting red glow of Utopia, a planet that had become a ruin.
He looked at the team members walking out of the third underground bunker below. The leading swordsman patted the shoulder of Little Mystic, who had become an ordinary mutant, and spoke to his own time-space anomaly, while raising his hand and making a gesture of completion to Mason in the sky.
All civilians have been sent to Osborne Tower and temporarily placed in an empty backup city that the old Green Goblin secretly built in Oceania by withholding resources from the Quint Society.
The people in front of us are the last group of humans on this planet. Behind them is only a dead world full of aliens and corpses.
Mason fulfilled his promise.
Every clone conqueror and Iron-blooded Warrior who set foot on this world and did not have time to evacuate has been buried here in the hunting and slaughter of the Mechanical Sentinel Corps.
It's a pity, but the final moments of the utopian planet that was supposed to be the home of mutants still ended in a massacre.
"We should go now."
Mason felt the power of millions of stars draining from his body, and he spoke to the large group floating beside him.
The latter nodded, changed his personality to the Supreme Flash, and after a very feminine hair-flicking motion, the tunnel leading to the Osborne Tower world was opened in front of everyone.
The captain's cool mechanical chair turned in the air, and the moment it drove into the passage, the little secret agent next to the swordsman suddenly had a very strange sense of déjà vu.
In her original world, Professor X also led everyone forward while sitting in a wheelchair.
He always goes first and everyone follows behind him.
Although Mason did not have strong psychic powers and the Mobius chair was not a wheelchair, Mysterio looked back at the mutants from the Star Society and the K-Men beside him. All his compatriots' eyes were focused on Mason at this time.
Even the swordsman is the same.
"Resemble it?"
Liana asked suddenly, causing the little secret guest to blink.
She understood quickly, nodded vigorously and said:
"Yeah, very similar. Exactly the same."
"That's good."
The swordsman took off his demon helmet carelessly, shook his long golden hair, and said:
“I thought I was the only one who thought so. Come on, little girl, we just saved you, now it’s time to save this hopeless era.
Speaking of which...
If I am destined to die at the hands of such a person in the future, it wouldn't be a tragedy, right?"
