Marvel's strongest warden

"What did you do?"

The Silver Glider seemed to notice something was wrong with Mason.

He looked at Mason and said in surprise.

"Shh."

Mason put his finger in front of his mouth and said to him: "Keep your voice down, I'm undergoing transformation.

Don't scare my cells.

They are all a bunch of shy little cuties."

Silver Glider did not continue to speak.

He watched as Mason began to change.

As for what kind of change, he couldn't tell.

Mason looked at the guilt value gradually reaching the bottom, and then felt his own strength.

Finally he sighed with satisfaction.

"The feeling of increased strength is really addictive."

In his hand, the Infinity Stones shine again.

The poor Silver Glider had no idea what was going on.

The space cracks around him became more numerous again, and there were many mountains. More importantly, he felt the breath of space storm in these cracks.

"The space gem contains enough rules.

My original understanding of him was still too rough.

What a shameful waste.

Are you right, Mr. Silver Glider?"

After Mason finished speaking, he reached out and made a holding motion.

The Silver Glider becomes the size of a marble ball.

He took the marble ball with him and walked out with the silver glider.

Now his attribute bar has undergone great changes.

The word count seems too high when written.

Let’s write down some of the main four dimensions.

Sin value: 10

Strength: 31 (initial 5)

Spirit: 42 (initial 5)

Agility: 29 (initial 5)

Constitution: 30 (initial 5)

Twenty and forty seem to be the dividing line.

After his energy level reached forty, his mastery of the infinite stones became even more sophisticated.

Now Mason is back in abject poverty again.

His sinfulness is at its lowest point.

"Who else is the villain in my imagination?"

He reached out and touched his temple, looking a little careless.

But in fact, he is now thinking carefully about where there is more wool to harvest.

With this in mind, he opened the visual communication here and saw a more familiar face on the other side of the station.

"Hey, boss."

Yondu connected to the visual communication.

“I’ve been having a lot of fun lately.”

Mason said meaninglessly.

Yondu and Star-Lord recently were looking for Star-Lord's father.

That huge guy who calls himself the God Group.

He didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now, his desire to see him became a little urgent.

"How's your investigation going recently? Star-Lord, that poor kid, does he have some clues about his father's search?"

It sounds like he is pitying a child who cannot find his father.

In fact, Yondu knew what his new boss wanted to do.

Compassion?

Does this devil have the emotion of compassion?

He said to Mason: "We are already doing it, spreading Peter's name throughout the universe and asking people to spread it.

If he learns this information, he will definitely come.

"I hope so."

Mason hung up the phone and called his old buddy again.

"Hi, how are you?"

Mason said to the bald man opposite him. The fierce one-eyed bald man opposite him said unkindly: "I'm not that good."

He looked like he was fighting.

This is an abandoned planet, and opposite him looks like a Kree like Ronan.

"I found another abandoned Kree laboratory."

He spoke, then shot down a Kree executioner.

These Kree are not considered elite troops.

For the Crime and Punishment team led by Frank, these people are just minor characters.

"Don't kill, I need some prisoners, some criminal prisoners, whether they are interstellar thieves, interstellar pirates, or even Kree.

Bring them back to accept their fate."

Mason said solemnly, he had some reservations at first, but now it seems that he doesn't need it at all.

His prison needs to be expanded.

Thinking of this, he thought of Thor's sister, Hela, the goddess of death.

He didn't know if Hela was firm enough.

In other words, the system thinks that Hela has committed war crimes.

Obviously, this silver bald man looks like a sinful man.

However, under the system, he is innocent!

This made Mason very uncomfortable.

"Mechanical dogmatism."

Mason said, pouring himself a glass of tequila without ice and drinking it in one gulp.

"It's time to meet Tony, he must be very angry about the rot in Parliament.

Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D., plus the Pentagon.

I need their combined strength."

Mason said, he walked out of the office in one step, and Mason, who was sitting in the office, walked out, and the two of them completed a seamless connection.

"Hey, you look good."

Mason said, returned to the office, sat down, and placed the cup on the table mat.

"Oh, where did we talk? By the way, we talked about the trouble I'm having now.

You shouldn't do this!

Your research has caused great trouble to us."

To this day, Tony is still very angry.

Mason turned his head and saw the pattern on it, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ant-Man."

He did not expect that Ant-Man was not found by the father and daughter, but instead worked for the members of the Parliament.

This doesn't really seem like a good thing.

Mason looked at Tony and said, "It looks like you are angry, but the problem is, my friend.

Anger cannot solve problems, you and I both know that.

So we have to solve the problem. Look, what are you going to do when you are so angry?

Do you want to hit me?

Of course that's not the case, we are friends, so you must be coming to me for help, right?

To be honest, I can help you, but I suddenly thought of something.

I also want to join the Avengers.

What do you think of me?"

He asked Tony. As the veteran of the Avengers, Tony looked at him carefully and said, "Honestly, I think you must have some conspiracy."

"Conspiracy? Oh, no, no, no, my friend, you have a great misunderstanding of me.

I never have any conspiracies.

If I'm not wrong, demon-like incidents are happening all over the country now.

If there were no wizards like me, what would you choose to do to deal with those poor people who are infiltrated by the devil's aura?

Execute them directly?

Isn’t this a little too cruel?”

Mason spoke casually, raised his wine glass and pointed it at him from afar, then took a sip himself.

He was waiting for Tony's approval, or denial.

Stark licked his lips nervously, he couldn't make up his mind either.

There have been too many demon-like vicious incidents recently, and even he cannot deny this.

Violent crime incidents occurred everywhere.

Even if they, the Avengers, plus vigilantes from various places, cleaning up demonoids is a big problem.

If there really was such a professional joining the Avengers, their actions would be simpler.

But the problem is, when a character like Mason joins the Avengers, he always feels that something is not quite right.

Tony left here on the pretext of asking about the other members.

Mason continued to tap his fingers.

"The next step is to incorporate SHIELD. Let me see, who is more familiar with SHIELD?

Oh, right."

Mason thought of a person and opened his communication device.

"Mr. Sitwell, I need you to come over."