Marvel's strongest warden

The little spider has gone home. Mason can't keep the little spider here forever. Aunt May will be nervous.

The Green Goblin is flying at low altitude, with his Green Goblin skateboard under his feet. Judging from the direction he is heading, it should be Mason's nursing home.

He finally chose revenge. Perhaps he wanted to do it himself, taste the taste of Mason's blood and taste the pleasure of revenge.

But no matter how Mason analyzed his heart, he still came this way.

"It seems that the devil is not as cunning as in the legend.

He walked into the trap himself."

Mason was looking for some "gadgets" outside. After seeing the Green Goblin leave, the Quinjet in the sky released its stealth mode and landed.

A military special team jumped out from inside.

Immediately afterwards, agents got off the vehicles parked nearby. They briefly negotiated with the teams and began to move towards the sanatorium.

Of course Mason knew that he was being watched. In fact, when Harry was questioned by them, he knew that he would be monitored. No one would let go of such a big clue. It was impossible for the military, and it was impossible for S.H.I.E.L.D.

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But what's interesting is that this time Hydra didn't tell him about it.

Mason also followed the example of Jessica Jones before, sitting on the floor, waiting for the arrival of the Green Goblin.

"Yohu~"

With a meaningless shout, Taskmaster, who was leaning on the arrow tower, looked up. He had watched the video of the battle between the Green Goblin and Spider-Man more than once, and he had already figured out the Green Goblin's fighting style.

To be honest, for Taskmaster, this opponent is not invincible. As long as he is given some time, he can set up a trap to kill him.

He can do it, and so can Mason.

He continued to watch the video with the tablet in front of him, but the video was even blurrier. If the eagle eye was there, he would find that it was the scene of him fighting the ghost-like killer on the street.

This was a scene captured by the camera at the door of the convenience store next to them. It lasted only seven seconds. It was these seven seconds that Taskmaster had watched a dozen or twenty times.

His eyes have been fixed on the ghost killer. His fighting style has been imitated by the master many times, and this is a new one.

"A very practical fighting method, it is a monster born to kill."

He said this about the Winter Soldier, and then he heard the Green Goblin's long call coming to the roof of the building in front of him.

That unlucky green fly must have met Mason.

"You finally couldn't help but come to me?"

Just as the Taskmaster thought, Mason looked at the Green Goblin floating in front of him. He calmly clapped his hands together in front of him, shaking his legs like a little boy and saying: "I

I thought you would be smarter and endure a little longer, just like a python lurking, waiting for its prey to come.

But obviously, I still thought highly of you, and I didn't expect you to be stupid enough to come to me on your own.

Tell me, how does it feel to be blocked from backup, unable to return home, unable to recover supplies? Mr. Devil, isn’t it very frustrating?”

The Green Goblin looked at Mason in front of him. He pulled out his weapon. This time it was no longer a rune sword. He had obviously upgraded his weapon. This weapon looked like Aquaman's trident.

On it glowed flaming runes.

"Wizard, let me see now how strong you are and how capable you are of escaping from me!

I give you ten seconds now, scream and run, just like a rabbit being chased by a hungry wolf.

I am kind enough to give you a chance to escape, now, start!"

He opened his arms intoxicatedly, looking like a benevolent Holy Father with an open mind. He was confident of his current power. To him, the wizard in front of him was not worth mentioning.

What will he do?

Sprinkle holy salt?

Sprinkle holy water?

Or he holds the cross in his hand, with the other hand facing him, and he reads the Bible in a panic and ridiculous manner. In the process, he may stutter because of fear.

Might be mispronounced.

The Green Goblin was certain that when the wizard in front of him opened his mouth to recite the first verse of the Bible, he could pierce his trachea with the trident in his hand, causing him to make a sound like a deflated rubber ball.

Or pierce his chest, allowing a large amount of air to flow in, rendering him completely speechless?

The reason why he teased Mason like this was because of his bad taste and because he needed the wizard's soul.

The soul of a wizard is always stronger than that of ordinary people. If it contains fear, he can even use black magic to refine this soul into an evil spirit.

The little tricks he did before were just to increase the weight of this soul's fear.

Mason looked at his open mind, smiled and grabbed an ax from behind him!

It was an ordinary fire ax. Mason grabbed it in his hand and threw it hard!

This may be the power of the fire axe. This ax broke from the Green Goblin's body, rushed out of his back, and embedded itself directly into the arrow tower in Area F!

"Satan is on top!"

The Green Goblin only had time to utter these words before he began to fall to the ground. Mason grabbed the trident in his hand. The demon's modified body still had some effect. Even if a big hole was opened behind him, his life force

Still tenacious.

His hand was steady and he grabbed the trident tightly. Mason swung him to the rooftop and watched him lying on the ground, his internal organs growing back and his bones reconnecting.

Even the skin is growing back!

"Is the power of the Green Goblin Potion, the power of magic, or the power of the Lizard Potion?

Or, maybe all three."

Mason once again took the fire ax in his hand from behind him, and said leisurely to the Green Goblin: "Would you like to bet? After I throw the ax, it will hit the ax handle."

On your head, the ax blade is still embedded in your forehead!

If the ax handle falls on you, then this matter is in the past, and I will not hunt you again tonight.

But if the ax blade fell on your forehead, I would actually be very curious.

Is your regeneration ability really infinite? Even if your head is cut off, it can still regenerate."

After he finished speaking, the ax in his hand flew over fiercely with a roar. The Green Goblin obviously saw it. The air around him seemed to have turned into solidified amber, solidifying his body.

He watched helplessly as the ax grew bigger and bigger in his pupils, and finally hit his head!