The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 44 44. Behold, I have turned this curse into mud!

  “For the first time, it will hurt, you have to be mentally prepared. Let your body and mind relax as much as possible, don’t think too much, and feel what is about to rush into you

  It may be scorching hot, or it may be spears as hard as steel piercing and tearing your sense of touch.

  伱 may bleed and scream.

   But fear not.

  This is normal.

  After you get used to the strange things from different dimensions in your body, you will feel the joy of power from your mind and body, and even enjoy and immerse yourself in it. "

  Zha Kang's voice came to Mason's ears, accompanied by the rising of weird incense, which made Mason, who was sitting cross-legged in a newly drawn hexagram circle, frown tightly.

  He adjusted his breathing and closed his eyes according to Constantine's instructions, and complained softly:

   "Do you have to describe a mysterious ritual so obscene? Don't think I don't know what you're implying, you dirty bastard."

"Ha ha ha ha"

  The unscrupulous scum mage burst into a belly laugh, and he said with a cigarette in his mouth:

   "Yo, our little Mason actually knows this? When we first met, I used magic to confirm that you were a baby, but you could understand my vulgar jokes.

  It seems that you are not usually a good boy.

  I just want you to relax a little.

  After all, we are dealing with the power of evil gods here. If you are unlucky, the moment you feel the darkness, ten nearby blocks will be instantly torn apart.

   Tens of thousands of people will die because of one of your mistakes.

  So, don't have any psychological pressure. "

  Jackson sprinkled a ball of yellow gravel-like glowing powder on the magic circle beside Mason, patted the young man on the shoulder, and whispered to him:

   "Even if you go to hell, tens of thousands of people will accompany you. If you go down, you will have a VIP seat, and by the way, you will become a legendary figure in the nine hells for hundreds of years.

   You won’t be alone and it’s so ostentatious, I cried with envy. "

   "You have to review it."

  Mason sarcastically said while breathing steadily:

   "Is it because you talked a lot when you should be working **** the bed, and because your tongue is not flexible enough, Xiao Zha kicked you out."

   "It's not bad to complain about this obscenity, I give you nine points! Keep working hard. But you can't have a lover who is as perfect as Xiao Zha in all aspects in this life, so just be jealous of me.

   I will enjoy this sour envy. "

  Jack Kang snorted.

   While retorting, he took a step back and lit another Sika cigarette. In the hands of Zha Kang, this enjoyment has obviously become a kind of "spell-casting medium".

  The moment he lit his cigarette, the khaki windbreaker unfolded backward without any wind.

  His hands were twisted into a very twisted shape, unlike the weird spells that normal people can make. When his hands touched, black flames ignited in six directions around Mason at the same time.

   Strains of crimson light burst out from the floor under the young man's seat, as if opening a space channel leading to another dimension.

   Mason, who was clearly sitting firmly on the ground, had a strange "feeling of weightlessness", as if he was falling.

   "Hold on!"

  Zha Kang said sharply:

   "The tattoo and curse on your arm are positioning coordinates, allowing you to sense the source of power in the multiverse, but don't take the initiative to approach it!

  Don't even try to call it!

   Otherwise the real world will be exposed to its eyes.

   Now listen to my command, first step raise your left hand, and focus on the tattoo, that thing is a living thing that resides on your body, it can feel your gaze and your emotions.

   Tell it.

  You need strength."

  Mason's consciousness suddenly froze the moment he followed Zak Kang's instructions to the second step, and Zak Kang's voice seemed to come from another world.

  It feels like Mason's soul is frozen in a sea of ​​stars without the concept of time.

  He could see the stars shining in the sky and the darkness coexisting.

  I can even see the magnificently colored nebulae in the distance, as if the mysteries of the entire universe are presented in front of my eyes, but I regret that I am a scumbag and cannot taste these truths alone.

  Mason didn't know if the scene in front of him represented some kind of manifestation of parallel worlds and multiverses, but he was sure that this scene was definitely the source of the name "Stellar Club".

  But after the first few seconds of shock, Mason's consciousness quickly surfaced with a trace of panic. He was thinking what if he couldn't go back? Do you want to wander in this unknown place forever?

   That scumbag Zha Kang didn’t tell himself that there would be such a process in the middle!

  However, this feeling of panic came and went quickly, as if feeling Mason's helplessness, a familiar thing soon appeared in front of the young man.

  A translucent light curtain unfolded in his field of vision, and familiar characters were listed.

  Mason could even feel a "leisurely, calm and calm" temperament from the emergence of those words, as if the weird thing in front of him was nothing in front of his gold finger.

   At this moment, the young man was also inspired with inexplicable confidence.

  He doesn't know who put this magical thing into his soul, but he can be sure that the evil gods that the stars would believe in in front of his own power are nothing more than that!

   "It is detected that the external power access power path is negative · **** myth system · devil creature branch top-level degenerate degenerates. The power access form is: bestow/strengthen.

  Destructive force conversion begins. New talents are being generated.

  The new talent on the mysterious side is unlocked as [Magic Fire].

   Added new skills [Craftsman · Flame Manipulation Lv0].

  New trait [Mystic: Can sense and manipulate magic power and supernatural energy]. "

   This line of prompts allowed Mason to quickly figure out the situation, and Zha Kang's spell was useful.

   That scumbag was rarely reliable once, but according to the character card, that power should be destructive, and it was his own ability to convert it into a harmless strengthening mode.

  So in the final analysis, Zha Kang is still an unreliable bastard.

   Now Mason no longer feels guilty about Raj Kang joining the group.

   A few seconds after the character card indicated that the new talent had been unlocked, the young man clearly felt that the strange starry sky in front of him began to reject him.

  His consciousness was pushed back into his body.

  At the same time, in a certain dimension of an unknown parallel world, a being felt that a little bit of his power was being prayed for.

  But it is different from the previous grants and prayers. This time, the power that belongs to me disappears as soon as it leaves the body. It was like being swallowed by an invisible existence, and I lost control of that trace of power forever!

"interesting."

   That existence said something softly, but it just sent a message to his believers for them to check, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

  It’s just a trace of strength, if it’s gone, it’s gone.

  Perhaps in the previous era, this would make me furious, but the current desolate situation is not the time to spend precious energy on such things.

   At the same time, it is located in a special plane between multiple parallel worlds, in a unique domain called "Fortress of Stars".

  Mr. Hunter, er, Ms. Hunter, who has just finished handling the work at hand, is about to get up and move around, but suddenly feels a message sent from the soul level.

   "Has a sliver of power from Your Excellency 'Fate' been stolen? The suspected way is through the 'curse' of the Constellation Society? This is really a rare thing."

   Ms. Hunter moved her fingers, and then said to her two colleagues "Swordsman" and "Warlock" in the soul link communication:

   "You two, keep busy with your own business. I'll investigate this incident."

After getting the consent of the other two great mentors, Mr. Hunter changed back to her "male" attire. She put on a mask and stood in front of the gorgeous old French window. oppressive light.

  If the power of Lord Fate can be stolen, does that mean that you and your companions can also get rid of it completely?

No!

   Can't think about it anymore!

  Mr. Hunter stopped this thought abruptly with strong willpower, she let out a long breath, and flicked her fingers wearing black hunter gloves.

  An ancient card jumped into the hand.

  She caressed the man on the card who had died long ago but lived forever in her heart.

   There is a hidden symbol in the bottom corner of that card, just like the symbol K at the bottom of Old K's Gwent card, except that Mr. Hunter's card has a black "Q" on the edge.

   "Old K, you miserable wretch who has been tortured, may you enjoy peace. Hunters who don't want to be hounds can't stop. It's time to start again."

   A few minutes later, Gotham City's Crime Alley.

   "Huh!"

  Mason, who opened his eyes, let out a breath like a rescued drowning person. He felt that he was about to suffocate, and he looked around blankly while panting heavily.

  Jack Kang in front of him stepped forward to monitor Mason's situation with a smile on his face. He said irresponsibly:

   "You're still alive, you're still conscious, and you haven't been reversely occupied by the evil god, cool! My spell actually succeeded, and the success rate is obviously less than 15%. Rounding it up, it's no different from suicide.

   You're in luck, Mason. "

   "Go away, you unprofessional guy, that's not some evil god! That's a devil! A devil with a godhead!"

  Mason angrily pushed Zha Kang away and scolded him.

   Zha Kang, who was still smiling at first, was instantly struck by lightning when he heard the word "Godhead". He shook his body, looked left and right, and then rushed to Mason's counter to search frantically.

  The young man stood up feeling dizzy.

  Every breath he took seemed to be inhaling scorching smoke, which made his throat very uncomfortable. He grabbed a glass of water and poured it down, and shouted at Zha Kang again.

   "What are you crazy about?"

   "Time machine! I'm looking for a time machine! Just like those funny Japanese anime, you must have a time machine in your cabinet that can travel through time?"

  Jackson screamed:

   "Let me go back to an hour ago, no, go back to three days ago! I want to kick the **** succubus who seduced me back into the toilet, and then hold my little Zha and fool around fiercely for seven days and seven nights!

  Damn it!

   I shouldn't be in Gotham!

   You bastard, do you know what it means to be a devil with a godhead?

  The entire Nine Hells and the entire Heavenly Mountain can't get as many as one slap! How could you mess with such a horrible existence!

   No, how could I, who is always wise and safe, get into this kind of trouble? "

   "Because I'm generous enough?"

  Mason said coldly:

   "Or because you're greedy enough?"

   "I have nothing against you! Mason, but your **** generosity is about to kill me!"

  Zha Kang didn't even have the desire to say weird things.

  He glared at Mason, frowning, waved his cigarette **** and drew a portal to bring his own harvest, then jumped in and disappeared with a whoosh like avoiding the plague god.

  Before the green portal disappeared, Zha Kang stretched out his left hand and made an unseemly gesture towards Mason to say goodbye to him.

  Bye bye.

  Let's never meet again in this life, okay?

   Watching Zha Kang leave, Mason didn't say anything to keep him.

  A friendship ended like this, but he was sure that his "bad relationship" with Zha Kang had just begun.

   But now he felt that the hotness in his body was becoming more and more obvious, and he couldn't control it. He picked up the water cup and planned to take another sip, but the hot air from his nostrils directly ignited the paper cup in his hand.

No!

   It's not the sparks from the nostrils, but the fingers.

  Mason raised his left hand with his eyes wide open, a mass of repressed flames was rising from between his fingers, it looked terrible, but his skin was not burnt but he felt slightly hot.

  The young man panicked for a few seconds and kept shaking his hands trying to extinguish it.

  But soon he discovered that he could manipulate these flames. Although he was very inexperienced, he could indeed weakly control the strength and shape of the flames burning on his palm.

   "Is this the 'Magic Fire'?"

  Mason let the flames float around his five fingers as if he had found a new toy. He stared at the flames, tilted his head and thought:

   "But what's the use of it? You can't launch it and pretend to be a high-ranking member of the 'Five Fireball Sect'. Do you want to burn someone close with your palm?

   Or are there some special usages that have not been discovered? "

  With this in mind, the young man turned his head to look, and picked up a tailor's iron ruler placed on the counter and held it in his hand. The flames were burning and soon bent the iron ruler or even melted it.

   Mason raised his eyebrows, and he began to purposefully control the temperature and direction of the flame.

   A minute later, under the surprised gaze of the young man, he successfully "reshaped" the thin iron ruler into a post-modern steel "work of art" who knows what the **** it is.

   "Ha! It really is 'Craftsman·Fire Manipulation'!"

  Mason laughed loudly and raised his left hand, he said:

   "Now even the forge is saved, and the forging branch that has been a headache can finally be put on the agenda. I knew that this power of rebirth was destined to make me a versatile craftsman!

very good!

   Then do as you wish, anyway, I don't like fighting and killing.

   Too violent.

   Not elegant at all. "

  —

   Half an hour later, Mason, who was exhausted from playing with fire, returned to the balcony of Old K's magic apartment via the retractable escalator that was just packed in a suitcase.

  He landed and looked back, only to find that Lady Catwoman was wearing sunglasses, wearing Chanel's latest bikini this year, lying on the balcony "basking in the sun" and holding a fashion magazine in her hand.

  When Mason fell, the eldest sister raised her left leg and put it on top of her right leg, and changed to a side-lying position as a greeting.

   Mason pouted, this eldest sister is really obsessed with formalism!

  What are the current conditions?

  Do you still want to fool yourself and make a beach vacation style?

  He took out his Batphone and switched to camera mode, smacked his chin at Catwoman, and said:

   "Master Selena, please come up with a pose that can make a man's eyes shine!"

   "Are you crazy?"

  The big sister lying on the beach chair pushed down the sunglasses, squinted her eyes and said to Mason:

   "Still planning to tease my sister? I said, I can give you a hand."

   "No, I really just need a picture."

  Mason held up his mobile phone and explained:

   "I want to invite a scumbag to our party tomorrow night, but the only way to make him come over willingly without any suspicion is to use your supreme charm of 'special attack on men'.

   So, help out please? "

   "Oh, parties, I love it. But I have to make sure that the party you're throwing is a very hot negative distance intimate party with a lot of men and women?

   My sister has a boyfriend after all.

  You have to understand, I can't play that crazy. "

  Catwoman blinked her eyes, and changed her posture on the beach chair. Her slender waist slumped and her upper body was lifted up. Her legs were staggered like a black cat and she glanced back, with a faint smile on her face.

  The amorous moment at that moment made Mason subconsciously turn his head away and cough twice.

  Damn it!

   reacted

  This old aunt is really terrible.

   It's no wonder that the ruthless master is fascinated by her, and people usually only use two words to describe this kind of woman: fairy!

   "Done!"

  Mason didn’t even need to retouch the picture, he just saved the photo and planned to use it for fishing tomorrow, and Catwoman was lazy again in the next moment. She picked up the magazine at hand and read it casually, and said:

   "So, when will I show my sister the world? See, I'm going to be sick soon."

   "Didn't you say that?"

   Mason coughed and said:

"Tomorrow night, sister, this party is of course a ceremony to welcome newcomers to the team. Tomorrow night we will temporarily leave the boring Gotham for a ride in the new world. I promise, it will definitely be a place where runaway cats can enjoy themselves. The place."

  (end of this chapter)