Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 631 97 The first one to be created is called a miracle, and the second one will only be accu

Chapter 631 97. The first one created is called a miracle, and the second one will only be accused of being uncreative

"My mother is very happy that you can come and pick your mother up for dinner at your adoptive parents' house. But you are also a party figure outside. If you drive this car after a meal at home, my mother is not happy."

An unremarkable car was speeding on the roads of Gotham. On the way to Gordon's house, Mason who was driving had to endure Emma's ruthless complaints from the co-pilot.

The White Queen's dissatisfaction came from many sources.

First, her son would not allow her to wear that gorgeous custom-made white evening gown to the Gordon House reunion dinner.

Second, Mason asked her not to use psychic powers to change the Gordon family's impression of her.

In the end, Mason drove a small broken car that didn't fit Emma's temperament, which made the White Queen, who was used to a luxurious and lewd life, very unhappy.

"Stop complaining, my pompous mother."

Mason honked his horn to overtake another car, and raised his middle finger to the car next to him in a Gotham way of greeting. The little girl on the co-pilot of the car next to him also responded with a smile on her face, and planned to pick up the pink car on hand. Express your friendliness to Mason with a girly heart semi-automatic pistol.

But she was stopped by her mother who was driving. The latter gave Mason an apologetic smile and gave Mason a middle finger as farewell, and then kicked the accelerator and rushed out.

Ah, the honesty of Gotham City is really wonderful.

"The Gordon family are ordinary people, and their living room probably won't be able to fit your super evening dress, which is suitable for the Arabian royal wedding, and tonight is a big day for Old Gordon.

He and Dr. Leslie have been on and off for more than ten years to come to this point. He must have announced something when he called me back tonight. I beg your old man to show mercy. "

The captain said to his sulking mother with her arms folded:

"When I was hunted down by the Penguin Gang, I was taken care of by him. Didn't you say that you want to integrate into my life? Why don't you start with this ordinary dinner?"

"Then at least drive a better car."

Emma pouted and complained with disgust:

"Since when has my old lady been so down and out? Even when I was in the wasteland, I was the queen of Attilan, and I came in and out on the alien royal spaceship."

"Oh, so you married Black Bolt just to have a decent spaceship for traveling?"

Mason complained, but Emma glared at him.

The mother stretched out a finger and emphasized:

"I'm as expensive as a diamond equal to my body weight. Huh? Why did the windows open by themselves? Why did the seat belts also take off?"

"Oh, here's Mobius going to catapult you into the sun because you said it wasn't decent enough."

Mason pouted, reached out and patted the bridge, and said:

"Don't be the same as my crazy mother, she used to be a big villain, and it's a shame that she didn't burn you down when she got in this clumsy car that you transformed into.

As I said, let you choose a better target when you first transform. "

"I'm not very proficient at the first time, so I have to choose one with a lower difficulty, so as not to be ridiculed when the transformation fails. This machine will never ask for humiliation."

Mobius came from the bridge with electronic sound effects, making Emma's eyes widen in the co-pilot.

Then, amidst her exclamation, the speeding car scanned a white supercar coming from the opposite side, and refurbished itself into a A luxurious convertible supercar.

Even the interior is simulated exactly the same.

"Is it all right now?"

Mason didn't know where to take out a pair of sunglasses and handed it to the satisfied White Queen, who stopped being picky after knowing that she was riding a super-futuristic technological mechanical vehicle.

The grade of this thing is obviously not inferior to the Inhuman Royal Spaceship.

But this little episode also caused problems for Mason, such as

"Mom! Look at the aliens! I just saw that stupid brother's car running and transformed! It must be the aliens hiding among us!

quick!

Call Batman! "

The exclamation of the little girl from Gotham who had just had a "friendly exchange" with Mason came from behind him, and the captain got tired and stepped on the accelerator and fled here.

Ten minutes later, Mobius' deformed vehicle stopped firmly in front of Gordon's house, and Mason jumped out of the car and took out the gift from his luggage.

Emma looked around. She wanted to use her spiritual power to perceive the surrounding environment, but when she turned her head, she saw her precious son's faint gaze.

She curled her lips, stepped on the high heels that could stab people to death, swayed her waist, took her son's arm, and knocked on the door.

It was Old Gordon who opened the door. He was overjoyed when he saw Mason arriving on time, but his expression changed when he saw Emma, ​​who was wearing lady's sunglasses next to Mason and appeared in a luxurious outfit.

"It's not what you think. The relationship between Harley and I is very stable, but she is on a special mission and can't come tonight."

Mason explained blankly:

"And this is my mother, Emma Frost, ex-X-Men."

"If you want to introduce me seriously, please tell me all about my title."

Emma took off her sunglasses and smiled at Old Gordon. She stretched out her hand and said:

"Former owner of the Hellfire Club, honorary queen of the Inhuman Dynasty, interim principal of Xavier College, etc., hello Gordon, thank you for taking care of my son when I was separated from him."

"It's nothing, it's what I should do."

The old sheriff was also well-informed, so he quickly suppressed his expression and welcomed the two into the house, only to find that the old and young, who was eating and drinking, was also there.

Barbara was in the kitchen preparing dinner with little James, who had finally come home, while Dr. Leslie was sitting on the sofa waiting for dinner.

Well, this is the real family feast.

"I thought you, a busy man, wouldn't be here tonight."

After exchanging pleasantries, the young master whispered to Mason:

"Now that the integration plan has been successful, you can always take some time to rest, right? I'm planning to go on vacation with Barbara, do you want to come together?

Bring Harley and Quinn, maybe the mysterious Lord Hunter can also bring it. "

"Go and play, that is, I have some time tonight, and I will be busy again tomorrow. I have business to do when I go back to Gotham."

Mason waved his hand and declined the young master's kindness. Before dinner, he answered the phone again. It was Charles calling, and the kite man said on the other end of the phone:

"Boss, I found a relationship and made an urgent order at the Minion Union, and now it's all settled, and it will officially start tomorrow afternoon, at the Laisheng Bar.

But is it okay to find these people for such a big matter? "

"It's not about power, Charles."

Mason explained:

"Some talents are predestined, but those who possess them may not be able to use them for the rest of their lives, and now it is necessary to find those who are gifted.

Not only in Gotham, but also in the vampire world. Don't worry, I won't use them as cannon fodder.

It's just a very simple 'development mission'.

In addition, help me make an appointment with the big guys, and gather at the Afterlife Bar tomorrow morning. Anyone who has no accidents will come, and I will announce an action plan.

Well, if there are no accidents, this is probably the last operation of Team K. "

——

While Mason and his foster family were having a happy dinner time, in another distant dimension, another dinner party had just begun.

However, unlike the bustling situation in the Gordon House, the atmosphere here is very embarrassing.

Old A was sitting at the dining table with a glass of wine in his hand, staring coldly at the person sitting opposite him.

God Lord Dum is still dressed in the super classic white robe, full of cold and mysterious atmosphere. He also has a glass of wine by his hand, but neither of them intends to toast.

The sound of sea tides came from the beach not far away, and at the end of the fourth impact, the peaceful beauty that did not match the general environment was outlined. There were still some stars in the sky, but it was particularly dim tonight.

Especially against the eye of time and space with a purple halo on the other side of the sky, these stars are no longer able to show their brilliance.

"The aftermath of the shock will dissipate in a few hours, but this time is different."

Dum didn't seem to feel the dissatisfaction and coldness in Old A's eyes. He said calmly with the attitude of a researcher:

"According to my observations and the cosmic frequency records sent back by Fox's Nest's space probe for the last time, the fifth impact will arrive much sooner than expected.

Up to forty days.

It sped up again, like the last tremor of life in the universe at its end, the last struggle of a dying man as his life burns to the end.

Wave after wave of shocks will completely cover up this era, and then tear the universe system apart in the most violent last shock, and start the next era.

I'll have the end star ready by then, and you can start the final selection. "

"Choose?"

Old A sneered, and said:

"Do you think we still have a choice now? Do you think that after witnessing the shocking works produced by old K, those directors with evil intentions will willingly donate their last treasures in exchange for A ticket to board a doomsday ship?

They already have a second option! dum.

If my guess is correct, there are already people who have been acting secretly to flirt with Mason, or stay out of it like sitting on a Diaoyutai and wait for us to fight him to the death before deciding which ship to board.

Because of your mistake, our advantage was lost. "

"Mistake? Mine?"

Old A's words made Dum snort coldly under the mask. He picked up the glass of wine, shook it gently in front of himself, and said:

"I admit that there are indeed some small problems in the abstraction of Utopia's reality, but the cause of that problem is not because I failed to complete my work, but because you are feeding tigers!

I don't know where you got the confidence to tame someone like Mason Cooper to your advantage, the first time I saw him, the first time I saw those eyes, I knew he couldn't To be inferior.

That has nothing to do with power!

That is the nature, from the nature in being and life.

You should have sensed that he was a destabilizing factor the first time you saw him, and you should have killed him the moment he showed up in your presence! Instead of letting him grow to the point where he is too big to lose in a short period of time.

My dear Arbitrator, is it that dealing with the council members is so smooth that you really have the illusion that you can dominate everything?

I told you when I joined the Gwent Society that we were struggling to survive!

I hope that the council will be nothing more than an ant in the situation of the end of the universe. Your power and strength are all fake, and you can't survive shocks and changes. Everything is false.

But you didn't listen to my warning at all. You played this road to survival as idol cultivation. Now, as you wish, the little tiger you raised with your own hands broke free from the chain, but you want to make all of this Responsibility is shifted to me!

I've been doing my job, and I'll deliver the Doomstar to you when the Fifth Shock arrives, but Mason, that's your problem!

Get rid of him!

Or convince him. "

Dum put the wine glass on the table, and said to the old A who was sinking like water with a very clear attitude:

"What I want has never changed. I want to survive the shock! This is why I joined the Council, and this is why I joined the Quint Club. This is also the reason for coming here tonight to waste time arguing with you.

I don't think the fusion plan between Star of Doom and Mason is in conflict. Two correct answers are not allowed in the same doomsday. "

"Do you want to know why I cultivated old K?"

Old A took a deep breath, sat up straight, pointed at Dum's face and scolded:

"Because he never told me it was his 'duty'!

He will never just think about completing his own work with the lowest standard and turn a deaf ear to the interests of the entire organization! He never pushes difficult things to others, and he only does what he is good at.

Before I had a disagreement with him, and even after the breakup, what he did was beneficial to the Quint Society!

He knows how to bring about unity, and you don't!

Let me tell you the truth, Doom, I raised old K to replace you. You are not a good collaborator at all, you are a lone wolf who can only do bad things, and you have no idea how pleasant you are hate.

I told you!

The Star of Doom must be the first self-rescue plan formed in this era! It has to be in front of everyone before other methods are validated!

In your words, what we want to play is the savior of all sentient beings in despair.

It obviously only needs one Krakow Island as the foundation to complete it! Can make a perfect debut in time for the fourth impact, and let Mason and his fusion plan be completely swept into the trash.

But you live up to it.

You can obviously persist there until the extraction is complete, but you chose to retreat just because of the loss of control of the fairy power, I ask you! How long does it take for that thing to kill you?

Persevere for our ideals, and take a risk, will you lose your bones?

Mason scares you and you drop our whole plan and run away. You exquisite egoistic selfishness!

Mason became the savior!

He became the correct answer!

You sent him to the altar with your own hands, and now everyone's eyes are on him. He and his fusion plan have become the key to breaking the game, and we spent more than ten years building the star of the end

Tch, who cares? "

Fred stood up abruptly.

He put his hands on the table and stared at God Doom in front of him, and scolded:

"You can tell other people what you just said to me. There is more than one correct answer in the dark age. Look who will talk to you now!

In this battle of ideas, we have already lost!

It is impossible for us to look back, those past blood debts cannot be let go with an apology, and you still naively think that we can reconcile with him and divide the world?

Do not be silly.

It's life and death, there is no third choice!

You, listen to me, go back now and prepare the Star of the End as quickly as possible, and then send me all the high-end power you can send.

We have one last chance!

Before Mason's raging flames turned into starlight, he was pinned to death on the fire, and he hoped that the followers behind him would fall down and scatter. If we still can't seize this opportunity, then you and I have to give Choose your own cemetery.

I've heard it's a nice area outside New York City, and I'll drop by for you as soon as I place an order for myself. "

"Assassination?"

Shenjun did not refute Old A's statement, he just expressed doubts about his choice.

He said:

"Assassination can't be done!"

"Assassination really can't solve the problem, but at least it can solve the person who caused the problem. If you disagree, then please give me a solution?

Or, you raise the white flag and go to Osborne Tower to talk to Mason?

If you can come back alive, I don't really mind bowing my head or anything. "

Old A asked coldly, Dum wanted to speak but in the end he chose to remain silent.

Prayer was not an option for him, and as he said, when he first saw Mason, he knew that it was not a soul that would compromise.

But since old A is so powerful, let him do it.

It's good to buy some time.

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