Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 691 58. I declare that Team K is disbanded!

In fact, Mason had already expected that Mephisto would cheat.

But he really didn't expect that the old devil would still be able to play such a ruthless job after swallowing stars, but after hearing Johnny Blazer say that Mephisto died at the hands of old A At that time, Mason understood it all at once.

He patted his forehead vigorously, feeling in his heart that he had forgotten such an important point.

Obviously, when he stepped into the death trap of old A, he had already noticed that the guy was conspired by Mephisto to join the Stars Club, but he failed to make corresponding precautions against this in the crisis-ridden and ever-changing battle situation.

"Don't worry, it's just a small mistake. Compared with the terrible results you have achieved, such a problem is not worthy of being elevated to the strategic level."

Looking at Mason's expression, Johnny probably guessed what this guy who was very harsh on him was thinking. He exhaled a smoke ring, stood in the shadow of the ramp with no street lights, and turned his back to the busy Gotham City. Say to Mason:

"The perception of your soul contract with Mephisto is one-way. It's not surprising that you don't notice his little tricks, but we ghost knights have a more direct connection with Old Mo. In the dimension of swallowing stars and eating hell Afterwards, although everyone was forced to flee the area, we could always feel the remnants of the old devil floating around.

We planned to kill it all in one go and end it all, but when we got all the people ready to go, Mephisto just died.

Quietly or even without warning.

A bullet took the life of the person he chose as the final host, and he also brought the old devil into the eternal abyss.

We could even see that scene."

"So the hole he dug for old A ended up on himself? Oh, this is really a bit of a fatalistic vulgar taste. But for the ending of a ghost story with an old devil as the main character, this ending is unexpected. It’s so appropriate that I even had to applaud it.”

Mason exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and the news that Johnny brought made him so surprised that he couldn't calm down for a while.

Originally, he planned to have a chat with old A after today's incident, so as to completely end the grievances between the two, but he didn't expect the latter to give him a bullet so simply and neatly.

Ah, the poor self-esteem of the old men is still terrible. Would they rather face death than bow their heads in front of their subordinates who have given themselves a tragic failure?

"I have a doubt."

Johnny threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. While the toe of the shoe was turning, he lowered his head and said:

"Maybe it's not old A, maybe it's just a clone or something, maybe the real him is still hiding in a corner of that world, waiting for you to hit you hard when you go to seek revenge.

He absolutely could do that. "

"Your guesses are valuable, though not so much, in my opinion."

Mason took a long breath, shook his head and said:

"Not to mention the possibility of a bastard like Mephisto choosing the wrong target to possess, it's just my own feeling, old A is indeed dead.

Although this is not what his character can do, but after encountering continuous failures and encountering situations where he was teased and used by the devil and betrayed relatives, there is nothing wrong with him choosing to take this path.

You don't have to comfort me like this"

The captain shook his head, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and let the night wind blow the corners of his windbreaker. The frame on the bridge of his nose lifted up with his head, looking at the eye of time and space that was still flickering in the night sky.

He said:

"That's just the death of an enemy, it doesn't mean everything will end.

A certain symbol represented by old A collapsed with his death, but those remnants who were unwilling to retreat were still planning scandalous affairs in the gutter.

It's not over yet. "

"I just said it casually, lest you lose your way because you lost your goal. I have seen too many such things, but you are still so determined, I have nothing to worry about."

Johnny reached out and patted Mason on the shoulder. The wind blew his messy hair and made him look quite open-minded. He said:

"Then let's go now, see you in the future if there is a chance."

"Don't say it's the same as goodbye forever."

Mason shrugged and said:

"The biggest problem that plagued you has come to an end. Although there is a madman-like vengeful spirit howling in everyone's heart, asking you to punish the evil, at least not having to work for the devil is the greatest victory.

In other words, since you are riding this Harley again now, you won’t need that Explosive Wolf locomotive, right? Not as good."

"Sorry, we're barely buddies now, but cars and wives are not allowed to be borrowed!"

Johnny rejected Mason's unspoken rude request, put on his helmet and gestured a middle finger to Mason, then returned to his motorcycle.

He straightened the front of the car and ignited it on the pedal.

The moment the engine roared, dazzling flames rose up, turning the steady and unrestrained Johnny Blazer back into the crazy Johnny Skeleton.

The thirteen knights behind him also transformed almost at the same time, and the hellfire of the ghost knights gathered together to illuminate the lightless land like day.

"Do more good, Mason Cooper! Rescuer."

Johnny Skeleton blew an extremely bad skeleton whistle, and amidst the explosion of the burning locomotive, he roared:

"On the day you become a villain, we will still come to you, hehehe, don't let us burning gods of death seize that opportunity!

Brothers and sisters, withdraw. "

The head of the Ghost Knights took the lead and galloped forward, leaving burning traces on the ground, and then the rotating flame door opened, reflecting a picture of another world.

Then the skeleton knight crashed into it, and the embers of the fire flew, and the other knights also rushed into it and disappeared, leaving only burning asphalt and burning flames on the ground.

This will definitely have the Gotham City staff jumping on their feet and cursing their mothers tomorrow morning.

And although this scene is really handsome, Mason really wants to remind the curry-flavored Indian knight in Ghost Knight, really, brother, change the song.

Fighting in such a strange BGM will really pull your force and deterrence to a negative number.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up , I was deprived of my reserve knight qualification, it's all your fault, sweetheart!"

Harley next to her wiped her tears with a handkerchief while waving her hand to bid farewell to the sassy and beautiful female knight Jones. She shook Mason's arm and said:

"Why do you still keep the vehicle demonization? It's not fair!"

"Tomorrow, ask the engineer to install two flamethrowers on your Harley speeding car. At least it will look exactly the same as the hell locomotive. If there are too many, don't pursue it."

Mason patted Harry's head and leaned over to nibble on her mouth amidst the latter's unrelenting scream.

This intimate gesture immediately made Harry forget all the discomfort and devote himself wholeheartedly, and returned to Mobius' cabin a few minutes later, out of breath.

The black car restarted, slipping into the Gotham night like a fish and disappearing.

——

"cheers!"

Afterlife Bar has become a sea of ​​joy.

This time the scale of the banquet was larger and more luxurious than many times before. All the people who could come were here, filling the entire fifth-floor area of ​​the Afterlife Bar to the brim.

This time is not a staged victory, but a symbol of the new Utopia project has really entered the final stage. For most people, this means that the era of suffering is over and a new future is waiting ahead.

With Sister Ka's enthusiastic cheers, there was another round of clinking glasses.

Those who can appear in the hall are all heroes of wine, one big wine barrel, and the most eye-catching one is not sister Ka who is wearing a belt and is injured all over but is still drinking, but is fighting with Ka A man who fights for wine.

Not Party Thor.

Today's scene is too big, that young man can't control the scene.

At this time, it was his old father, Odin, the king of God's Realm, holding high the gleaming golden horn cup to drink with the god-killing heroes from the Isu world.

Asgardian bigwigs, including General Heimdall, were invited to come, and some Templars and members of the Assassin Brotherhood were seen weaving through the crowd in their iconic ancient robes.

They were already drunk, and few people even noticed that Mason walked into the hall in a low-key manner.

This seems to confirm the previous ridicule of the Mobius chair.

No one cared about Mason's feelings.

For this, the captain was very grateful. Although he is a water man, theoretically he can continuously purify the water and drink everyone here without any problems, but he is not a drunkard. Guys, so not interested in this killing binge.

Besides, my own Mason family has been enjoying themselves here long ago.

He also saw a drunken alchemist sitting in a booth and explaining the seven ways of derivation of the elixir to a group of Amazon muscular sisters around him, and the spellcasters with bright eyes crawling around the guy were secretly frantic take notes.

"Let's go directly to Team K's box."

Mason said something to Harley and Quinn.

The two led the way, "protecting" Mason quickly through the hall on the first floor, and took the stairs all the way up without taking the elevator, but they almost broke the good fortune of a few pairs of wild mandarin ducks on the way.

It's really embarrassing, but today is a great day so everyone has no taboos.

However, on the relatively quiet fourth floor, Mason signaled his cuties to pause. He approached a table of old aunts who were recalling the past and discussing some makeup topics, and nodded on Agent Hill's shoulder. When he turned around and saw Mason, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly invited her to sit down.

But Mason had already experienced the lethality of these old aunts last time. He declined and said to Agent Hill:

"You can let your guy come out and move freely, he doesn't have to hide anymore."

"Um?"

Agent Hill was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, she covered her mouth and exclaimed:

"You mean, old A already"

"Well, although I can't be 100% sure, I'm basically sure that he's dead, and there won't be another crazy and terrifying Nick Fury chasing and killing his time-space variant."

Mason took the champagne from Ms. Sif next to him, and said to the surprised Agent Hill:

"You can return to your usual rhythm of life, which should be a good thing for you."

"Indeed."

She smiled, took out her phone and waved it in front of Mason's eyes, saying:

"I'll call him over right now, so that he won't be suspicious when he takes care of the children all day long, and he has a part in such a grand celebration, but are you sure you can't go down and have a drink with everyone?

As the leader, you can't be so shy. "

"Happiness belongs to everyone. I will definitely talk about a lot of things about planning in the past, so I won't disturb everyone's elegant mood."

Mason raised the champagne in his hand, raised his hands to the aunts at this table, and then led Harley and Quinn to continue to think about the high-level Escape also seems to have to leave.

"Those mean aunties are talking about you being such a gentleman in bed?"

Harry leaned over and whispered in Mason's ear:

"I heard it all. I really wanted to tell them that Mr. K was not a gentleman at that time. The aunts were all deceived by your cute appearance. If they knew the truth, they would definitely be disappointed."

"Shouldn't you be more excited?"

Quinn said quietly beside him:

"Little sweetheart just pleases the aunts, and he also likes these aunts very much. It's a pity that we are not the type he likes."

"You're not. Little Sweetheart likes me the most. Every time the three of us are together, he will hug me at the end."

Harry snorted, and proudly took Mason's hand and pushed open the door of the large box where Team K was located. The people sitting in front of him were also enthusiastically enjoying the joy after the victory.

Zha Kang also came with his family members, but this bad guy and Captain Jack teamed up to get the blue beetle drunk when he was still a child, and then encouraged the kid to wear his own space armor and put on a rather weird overturned posture on the table Dancing pole dance, next to a group of unscrupulous adults booing.

Ashley Parker was still holding a stack of banknotes and stuffing them into the underwear of the drunken blue beetle. The good girl Valeria next to her was flushed when she saw it. Applause from the side.

Wow, this is really fun.

"Why are you still in a wheelchair?"

Mason saw Barbara placed between Zha and Poison Ivy at a glance.

The weak posture on the latter made Mason frown. As soon as he bent down and touched Batgirl's wrist, he raised his head in surprise and looked into the other's eyes.

There is no light strip representing data transmission in the depth of the pupils of those eyes, and all the bionic prosthetics in this body have been removed, allowing Barbara to return to the way she met Mason.

"Is that surprising?"

Holding a glass of hot juice, Barbara looked at her younger brother sickly. She showed a smile like a cold beauty and said softly:

"Didn't you keep complaining that I might contract cyberpsychosis after using the prosthetic body indiscriminately, and you always said that that thing would affect my health, so as you wish, I changed it back.

This will be uncomfortable.

Combat power analysis and danger countermeasures cannot be turned on. The world in my eyes is no longer so colorful and goes straight to the core, but it is much more real.

Like, I never found out before.”

She reached out and touched Mason's cheek and his temples, and she said:

"Look, you have gray hair, and you should take a good rest. I guess you must have many kinds of sequelae of mental overuse."

"Maybe you can go to the new Hogwarts College and be a black arts and defense teacher or something."

Xiao Zha is in a particularly good mood today.

Although she still bears the wounds from the battlefield of hell, she is very energetic and joked to Mason:

"Of course you must wear your hat, otherwise you may be stumped by the tricky questions raised by those brats."

"Tsk tsk, the person who wears the ring really speaks with confidence."

Mason glanced at the sparkling magic diamond ring on Xiao Zha's right hand, and said in a drawn out voice:

"You can keep an eye on him. He will soon become a free man. I won't be able to restrain you for you at that time. If there are any emotional problems, please forgive me."

"I'm not alone, you don't have to worry about it."

Xiao Zha showed a mysterious smile.

Mason shrugged and stood up. He picked up the fruit knife by the table and tapped the wine glass in his hand, making a crisp sound to quiet down the noisy box.

Everyone, including the dizzy Blue Beetle who was still punching drunk, was pulled off the table. They all looked at Mason and their captain.

Mason glanced at the time on his watch, but said nothing.

He directly raised the wine glass in his hand and said to the companions in front of him:

“It has been a pleasure working with you all over the past period, you are all professional and outstanding, but there is always a banquet, so in this moment of victory today

I declare!

K-Squad is officially disbanded.

You too are free. "