The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 291 89. Intelligent life locked, Hal Jordan from the dead world.

  Old A personally gave the order, and almost all the forces placed by Quint in the Gathering of Stars were dispatched.

There is no need for Mason to worry about the next thing. Including the K team led by Zha Kang to welcome the captain's "return in triumph" and the "Hydrama" supported by the old green goblin, the six pioneer teams are Under the coordination of a great mentor, and with the full support of Star Fort, transferring a world within three days is a matter of grasping.

  The main thing is that Mason has nothing to do even if he wants to intervene in the next thing. The K team has never executed such a large-scale transfer, and they are out-and-out novice in this respect.

  So after receiving the roaring letter from Mr. Hunter, Mason took the new attacker in his team and his little tail Harley to Paradise Island as quickly as possible to hand in the task and go home.

  Of course, things that should be arranged before leaving must be properly arranged.

"This doomsday ark is going to be taken to Osborne Tower. The oceans of the world over there have been polluted. Although the Atlanteans have the technology to purify the oceans, they couldn't live in sewage when they first passed, so this The ship was to be given back to the Atlanteans as their mobile city in the New World.

  The transfer gate of the Stars Club has its own space folding, which will not affect its efficiency. "

  Mason said to Shark King, who is in charge of the seabed affairs:

   "You take the ship back with people, give it to the ministers of Atlantis, and tell them that their Majesty Arthur will visit them in a few days.

  Let them lead the people across the transfer gate and someone will meet them there. "

  The naive Shark King rubbed his head and nodded vigorously.

  As the blood of the old gods, of course he can understand what Mason said, but whether he can understand it is another matter.

  Mason didn't expect this rapper to do a good job, the main thing was to let him use his pure and noble marine blood to make a gesture and be responsible for spreading the word. It was the Shark King's nominal servant Deathstroke trio who really did the work.

   There is also the old Deathstroke who has been "bound" to Shredder Wilson and the younger version of Lex Luthor.

  The main reason for the latter to follow the Doomsday Ark is to stabilize the biological cabin of the unlucky Captain Atom, lest the latter suddenly self-destruct and push everything into an irreversible state of affairs.

  Laitu in this world is probably the only one among this group of people who can understand the working principle of the speed force matrix, so he looks more anxious and restless than everyone else.

   "You look nervous."

   Mason stood next to the Hermes rune leading to Paradise Island and joked to Luthor:

   "Are you full of curiosity and anticipation about the new world?"

   "No, what I'm worried about now is that your little friend can't support the needs of the Speed ​​Force Matrix. According to what you just described, I feel like you are letting a boy do a man's work."

   Luther kept looking down at the time.

   It was as if he was afraid that the time axis that carried the existence of the world would suddenly lose control in the next second, and everyone would be involved in the out-of-control turbulence and completely buried in the dark stars.

  He said to Mason:

   "I can understand the necessity of this action, but your decision is too hasty."

   "Sloppy? No, I don't think so."

   Mason shook his head and said:

  “When Barry took the initiative to take on this responsibility, he knew exactly what kind of pressure he had to face. He knew it was difficult, but he still gritted his teeth and took it.

  I believe he can stick to this race.

   That's running.

   That's what he's good at, and you, Luthor, you're smart, but I don't think you should judge a professional in a field you don't understand. "

   "You know your answer is very idealistic, right? It doesn't make me feel at ease in the slightest."

   Lai Tuo snorted, looked down at his watch again, and said:

   "Mason, you said before that you don't intend to recruit me into your K team, so where are you going to send me?"

   "The third impact has just ended, Luther, the entire parallel world system is full of ruins, so much that the world needs your smart head.

  So I plan to send you to a world of ruins to work as a small laborer to collect ashes and build a house.

  Your great intellect will surely come in handy when stirring limes. "

  Mason walked into the Hermes rune, waved goodbye to Luthor and said:

   "Besides, your new leader is not me. Schreider said that he needs you as his staff, and he is planning to rescue a few people from your space-time alien.

   In other words, you may have to compete in intelligence with your "evil twin". "

   "唰"

  Mason's figure disappeared into the magic of Paradise Island, leaving the young version of Lai Bald in a daze, but the next moment, Deathstroke stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying:

   "Don't listen to Mason's nonsense, our captain is a character who likes to joke, how could I let my think tank take a gun to the front line?

  The matter of breaking into the headquarters of the Lex Group will be done by us gun-carrying bosses. You only need to be responsible for helping us break through another defense program written by Lex Luthor himself. "

  Shrede Wilson, who is interested in building a large cross-world "Deathknell Legion", grinned, and his dark white teeth reflected the cold light in the sun.

  He said to Luthor who was looking at him:

   "Let's just take this as an 'entry test' for the 'Death Knell Legion', my dear science officer."

  This adult version of Deathstroke stuffed a victory cigar into Luthor's hand, and then swaggered towards the cockpit of the Doomsday Ark following King Shark and Deathshot.

  The clever Lai Bald glanced at the cigar in his hand.

   That was a brand he had never seen in this world, and just as he was hesitating, the old version of the death knell of this world stepped forward and comforted him:

"Don't worry, Luther, I've discussed it with Shredder. I joined his organization in exchange for his promise not to hurt you. You only need to make plans for him, and you don't have to worry about him using your wisdom. Do evil.

   Mason is pressing on it, and he dare not go too far.

   And to start living again in that strange world, we do need some 'friends' too. "

   "Do you trust him?"

   Luther looked at the commander he trusted very much. His question made the old Deathstroke laugh. The lonely old hero took out a cigar and put it in his mouth, and said in a low voice:

   "I'd rather trust a dog than the promises I made when I was young. Back then I was living a very depraved life, seeing broken contracts and fraud as commonplace.

  At that time, I didn't have any beliefs, and I was a real mercenary.

  But I am willing to help him, at least in the next matter, I will do my best to help him achieve his goal, regardless of good or evil, good or evil. "

"Why?"

   Luther frowned and asked:

   "That doesn't sound like your code of conduct."

  Faced with this problem, the old death knell exhaled a smoke ring and leaned against the bulkhead of the slowly submerging ark. He looked at the messy sea outside the glass window in front of him and the burning Gotham City in the distance.

   After several seconds, he whispered:

   "My child ... went with his mother when he was not born, and they died in the super villain's vengeance on me, and that was many years ago.

  My family is gone, Luther.

   But his family is still there.

  He is me in another world, so that may also be equivalent to my children’s space-time aliens in another world, that is also my children, and it is another possibility of their never-opened life.

  I couldn't bring myself to stand by.

   He knew this too, so he didn't ask my opinion. "

   "That's not how it works, Wilson."

  Young Luthor laughed dumbly.

  He shook his head and planned to briefly explain the concept of "space-time heterogeneity" to the old death knell.

   But seeing his world-famous old hero leaning against his side and smoking a cigar alone, Luthor suddenly realized that what he needed might not be an explanation full of academic taste.

   What he pursued may be to make up for the heart-wrenching failed rescue when he was young. In religious terms, the old death knell regarded this as his second chance in life.

"Oh well."

  Laidu also picked up his cigar, but didn't light it. He said:

   "I'll help him this time! But only this time it's free, and if you ask me for help later, you will be charged. After all, no official in the new world will hire a guy like me who doesn't even have a legal identity.

  I still have to work part-time to earn money to support myself. "

   "Well, that's not necessarily the case."

  The old death knell blinked, and whispered to Laitou beside him:

   "I was talking to that guy just now, and I realized that although we live in two different worlds, we have a lot of the same habits.

  For example, the bomb passwords we use most often are exactly the same.

  I heard that you in another world are super rich, and you must know his usual passwords. Taking a little from another account of yours is enough for you to spend a lifetime of drinking and drinking.

   How about we try after we go there?

  If this is done, you don't need to worry about money at the beginning of your new life. "

  —

   On the other side, on the alien aircraft flying inland from Gotham, the old man Thomas Wayne sat in the co-pilot and manipulated an instrument that could observe the location of the transfer gate.

  They will go to the predetermined location to provide ground guidance for this thing, and talk to the representative sent by the government by the way.

  Because the old man has been better at "physical communication" with other people in the past few years, this arduous task has been handed over to his companions at this time.

  Mr. Hal Jordan, former army pilot.

  Compared to the calmness and composure of the old man after all the dust settled, Hal, a young man, performed slightly worse.

  He heard Mason announce the arrival of rescue to them with his own ears, and also saw the strange scenery in the mysterious time labyrinth in a glimpse, but he still couldn't accept the reality that his world had been destroyed seventeen years ago.

  At this time, while manipulating the aircraft, I was thinking about these more incomprehensible problems that are difficult for ordinary people to encounter.

   "You are flying an aircraft that is more than ten times more complex than an airplane. The minimum cruising speed of this thing is above Mach 5, so if possible, I hope you can be more serious and focused."

  The faint voice of the old man woke up Hal, who was gradually falling into thought.

  The latter suddenly raised his head and grasped the joystick, but found that the aircraft had already been taken over by the steel frame in the form of data program and entered the automatic flight mode. He glanced at Batman sitting on the co-pilot in surprise.

  I thought in my heart that this guy who grew up listening to his stories could still make jokes.

  The story of the old man slaughtering villains in this world's Gotham is well known here, and of course, his story is unlikely to be a friendly fairy tale.

  In fact, Thomas Wayne's reputation in this world is quite bad. His ruthless style of killing and stopping makes people regard him as a dangerous element who may lose control at any time.

   "You seem to be in a good mood?"

   Hal asked in a low voice:

   "Is it because the world is saved?"

   "Whether the world is saved or not has anything to do with me?"

  The old man said without raising his head:

  "I had a lot of reasons to go on this journey, but saving the world wasn't one of them. Our world sucks, Hal, and I've always thought of it as the embodiment of malice and darkness in the world.

   It should never exist.

   It turns out that my idea was correct.

  We're just living in the hopeless reverberations of a dead world, so all suffering and tragedy is explained, but will that comfort a weather-beaten heart?

No!

   I still hate it, and it doesn't change because I helped save it. "

"you are lying!"

  Hal keenly noticed a trace of insincere in the old man's tone, and he retorted:

   "The fabled Batman doesn't talk so much at once, and if you're not interested in the subject, you won't even say a word. Admit it, Thomas, you have joy, too."

   "I have expectations, but it has nothing to do with this world."

  The old man cast a gloomy glance at Hal. He didn't want to discuss this issue, but the topic had already been opened and he had to say something, so he asked:

   "Who are you going to go with? Mason said that they will assign you to different worlds. Because he holds valuable things in his hands, the treatment you can get is said to be quite good.

   is the peaceful world that those people handpicked for you.

  You also participated in the action, Hal, you played a role in proving the courage and fearlessness of ordinary people, maybe you should put it all down and learn to move on. "

"I am considering."

   Hal pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said to the old man:

   "But I don't know if I should go to those places that sound good. Can you tell me where you are going and what you are going to do?"

"I can not."

  Thomas declined the question, saying:

   "All I can tell you is that this isn't the end, or even the beginning of the end, it's just the end of the beginning."

   "Going out into a wider, dark galaxy, fighting a group of enemies we've never heard of, not even sure we're on the right side.

   This is the fate we will face next. "

  The old man didn't want to say it, but at this time the steel frame manipulating the aircraft told the truth without any care. The cyborg who was turned into pure data by Mason with the Soul Killer program said in a voice without sadness or joy:

   "Thomas is right, Hal, you should follow your friends and family to enjoy life in a beautiful place. Before the next shock that Mason claimed comes, you can at least leave some good memories for each other.

  This may give you the courage to face another doomsday. "

   "I'm not afraid to face the end!

   Just like when I was going to fly this warplane to destroy the doomsday weapon of Atlantis, and I convinced myself to join you to do the right thing. "

  Hal retorted:

  "I don't lack the courage to face the dark truth!

  I now feel that your convincing me to go to the good world may be just a deceitful reason. I don't really believe that we will usher in a good peace after seventeen years of destruction.

  If I can make a choice for this world, then I think I may also be able to face the second darkness.

   I should probably go with you guys! "

  The young and courageous pilot glanced at the distant city and the brilliant light beams of the portal that opened above the dome, and said:

  “I have had a feeling since I was a child that at some point I will take on something that only I can do. That is not my imagination, nor is it the fate of the savior.

  Perhaps, I should take this step, I should enter my true destiny”

"Snapped"

   At this moment, the old man stood up suddenly and pressed Hal down, pulled out the kinetic energy pistol at his waist and shot forward.

  A group of strange green fluorescent lights appeared strangely in the airtight cabin of the aircraft. Thomas' bullet hit it but failed to drive it away at all.

  That thing seemed to be non-existent, and it landed in front of the surprised Hal Jordan with a green fluorescent light.

  It was a ring like a green jade stone, with simple and strange inscriptions on the interface.

   "This is"

  When the young man saw the logo, he immediately thought of the remains of the alien named "Abinsu" stored under the military base. The guy's battle suit also had the same logo.

   "Here's the ring!"

  The old man squinted his eyes and stared at the green ring in front of him. He whispered:

  "It was Mason who said that the ring should belong to you, and he said that you must show extraordinary fearlessness and courage to be recognized by it.

   Looks like you did. "

   Speaking of which, Thomas glanced at Hal Jordan who reached out to hold the ring but didn't have any follow-up reaction, and his face was stunned. The gun in the old man's hand quietly pressed against the young man's lower back.

  He said hoarsely:

   "It seems that this thing needs some specific conditions to trigger its power. Mason must know how to do it. And you, Hal Jordan, fate has made a choice for you.

   Now, you must come with us. "

  (end of this chapter)