The track of dawn in the world of American manga

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

"This will be very painful for the first time, so you have to be mentally prepared. Let your body and mind relax as much as possible, don't think too much, and just feel what is about to pour into your body.

It may be scorching hot, or it may be a spear as hard as steel that pierces and tears your sense of touch.

You may bleed and scream.

But don't be afraid.

This is normal.

Once you get used to the strange thing from another dimension 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 reached Mason's ears, and accompanied by the strange-smelling incense rising, Mason frowned as he sat cross-legged in a newly drawn six-pointed star formation.

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 obscenely? Don't think I don't know what you are implying, you dirty guy."

"Ha ha ha ha"

The unscrupulous scumbag mage burst into laughter, puffed out a cigarette in his mouth and said:

"Hey, our little Mason actually knows this? When we first came into contact, I used magic to confirm that you were a baby, but you can understand my vulgar jokes.

It seems that you are not usually a good boy.

I'm just letting you relax a little.

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

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

So, don’t feel any psychological pressure.”

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

"Even if you go to hell, there will be tens of thousands of people accompanying you, and you will have a VIP seat when you go down, and by the way, you will become a legendary figure in the Nine Hells in the past hundreds of years.

You won’t be alone and it’s so grand. I even cried with envy.”

"You have to review it."

Mason sarcastically said while breathing steadily:

"Did you talk a lot when you should be working hard in bed and your tongue wasn't flexible enough, so Xiao Zha kicked you out?"

"This is a good dirty complaint. I give you nine points! Keep working hard. But you can't have a lover who is as perfect as Xiao Zha in this life, so you should be jealous of me.

I will enjoy this sour envy."

Zha Kang snorted.

While retorting, he took a step back and lit up another Silka cigarette. This kind of enjoyment product has obviously become something like a "magic medium" in Zha Kang's hands.

The moment he lit the cigarette, his khaki trench coat spread out without any movement from the wind.

The hands were twisted into a weird seal that was not like what a normal person could make. When the hands came into contact, black flames were ignited in six directions around Mason at the same time.

Streams of crimson light burst out from the floor under the young man's seat, as if a space passage to another dimension had been opened.

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 that allow 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 it.

Now listen to my command. The first step is to raise your left hand and focus on the tattoo. That thing is a living thing that lives on your body. It can feel your gaze and your emotions.

Tell it.

You need strength."

The moment Mason followed Zha Kang's instructions to the second step, his consciousness suddenly froze, and Zha Kang's voice sounded distant and empty, as if it was coming from another world.

It felt like Mason's soul was frozen in a sea of ​​stars with no concept of time.

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

I can even see the magnificently colored nebulae in the distance, as if the mysteries of the entire universe are presented before my eyes, but I regret that I am a poor student and cannot discover 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 certain that this scene was definitely the source of the name "The Society of Stars."

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

That scammer Zha Kang didn’t tell himself at the beginning that there would be such a process!

However, this feeling of panic went away just as quickly as it came. As if he felt Mason's helplessness, something familiar soon appeared in front of the young man's eyes.

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

Mason could even feel an "unhurried, gentle" temperament from the emergence of those words, as if the strange thing in front of him was nothing in front of his golden 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 is certain that in the face of his own power, the evil gods that all the stars believe in are no more than this!

"It is detected that the external power is connected to the power path as negative, hell myth system, and the highest-level fallen godhead derivative of the devil's biological branch. The power connection form is: bestowal/enhancement.

The transformation of destructive power begins. New talents are being generated.

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

New skill [Artisan·Flame Manipulation Lv0].

Newly added trait [Mystic: Can sense and manipulate magic 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 rare and reliable, but according to the prompts on the character card, the power should be destructive. It was his own ability that transformed it into a harmless strengthening mode.

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

Now Mason felt no guilt at all for bringing in Zha Kang.

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 repel 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 trace of his power was being prayed for.

But it was different from the previous blessing prayers. This time, the power that belonged to me disappeared as soon as it left the body. It was as if it was swallowed up by an invisible existence, and I lost control of that trace of power forever!

"interesting."

The existence said softly, but it was just a message sent to his followers for them to check, but he no longer paid too much attention to it.

It's just a trace of strength, it's gone when it's gone.

Perhaps in the past era, this would have made me furious, but in the current desolate situation, this 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 realm called "Star Castle".

Mr. Hunter, er, maybe he should be called Ms. Hunter, who had just finished handling the work at hand, was about to get up and move around, but suddenly he felt a message sent from the soul level.

"A trace of Lord Destiny's power has been stolen? The suspected method is through the 'curse' of the Council of Stars? 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, please continue to do your own business, I will investigate this incident."

After getting the consent of the other two great mentors, Mr. Hunter changed back to her "men's" attire. She put on a mask and stood in front of the gorgeous ancient floor-to-ceiling windows. There was some kind of bewitched look in her eyes under the mask.

Depressing light.

If Lord Destiny's power can be stolen, does that mean that he and his companions can also be completely freed from it?

No!

I can’t think any further!

Mr. Hunter used his strong willpower to stop this thought. She let out a long breath and flicked her fingers wearing black hunter gloves.

An ancient card jumped into his hand.

She touched the man on the card who had died long ago but would always live in her heart.

There is a hidden symbol in the bottom corner of the card, which is the same as the symbol K at the bottom of Old K's Gwent card, except that the edge of Mr. Hunter's card is a black "Q".

"Old K, I wish you peace and quiet, you tortured wretch. A hunter who doesn't want to become a hound cannot stop. It's time to start again."

A few minutes later, Gotham City Crime Alley.

"call!"

Mason opened his eyes and let out a deep breath like a rescued drowning man. He felt like he was about to suffocate. He gasped for breath while looking around blankly.

In front of him, Zha Kang stepped forward to monitor Mason's condition with a smile on his face. He said irresponsibly:

"You are still alive and conscious, and your body has not been invaded by the evil god. Cool! My spell actually succeeded. The success rate is obviously less than 15%. Rounding it off is no different from committing suicide.

You're very lucky, Mason."

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

Mason pushed Zha Kang away angrily and scolded him.

Zha Kang, who was smiling at first, felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard the word "godhead". He shook his body, looked around, 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 burning smoke, which made his throat very uncomfortable. He grabbed a glass of water and drank it, and shouted to 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, right?"

Zha Kang screamed:

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

Damn it!

I shouldn't have come to Gotham!

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

The entire Nine Hells plus the entire Heavenly Mountain with divine beings can’t even put together as many as one slap! How could you get into trouble with such a terrifying existence!

No, how could I, a person who always protects myself wisely, get into such trouble?"

"Because I'm generous enough?"

Mason said coldly:

"Or are you greedy enough?"

"I have no grudge against you! Mason, but your damn generosity is killing me!"

Zha Kang no longer even thought about saying weird things.

He glared at Mason fiercely, waved his hand with a sullen expression, used a cigarette butt to draw a portal, took his harvest with him, then jumped in with a whoosh and disappeared without a trace.

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

Goodbye to you.

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

Watching Zha Kang leave, Mason said nothing to persuade him to stay.

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

But now he felt that the heat in his body was getting more and more obvious, and he was a little uncontrollable. He picked up the water cup and planned to take another sip, but the hot air sprayed from his nostrils directly ignited the paper cup in his hand.

No!

Not the sparks shooting out of the nostrils, but the fingers.

Mason raised his left hand with his eyes widened, and suppressed flames were shooting out from between his fingers. It looked scary, but his skin was not burned, but he felt slightly warm.

The young man panicked for several seconds and kept waving his hands in an attempt to put it out.

But he soon discovered that he could control these flames. Although he was not very skilled, he could indeed slightly control the intensity and shape of the flames burning on his palms.

"Is this the 'Devil Fire'?"

Mason let the flames float around on 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 God Cult". Do you have to use the palm of your hand to get close to burn people?

Or is there some special usage that I haven’t discovered yet?”

With this thought in mind, the young man turned his head and looked around, then picked up a tailor's iron ruler placed on the counter and held it in his hand. The fire quickly caused the iron ruler to bend or even melt.

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

A minute later, under the surprised gaze of the young man, the thin iron ruler was successfully "reshaped" into a post-modern steel "artwork" that he knows what the hell.

"Ha! It's indeed the 'Artisan Flame Controller'!"

Mason laughed and raised his left hand and said:

"Now I don't even need a forge, and the forging branch that has always been a headache can finally be put on the agenda. I know that this power of rebirth is destined to make me a versatile craftsman!

very good!

Then do as you wish. Anyway, I don’t like to fight or kill.

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 telescopic escalator he had just packed in his suitcase.

When he landed and looked back, he found Catwoman wearing sunglasses and Chanel's latest trendy bikini this year, lying on the balcony "basking in the sun", holding a fashion magazine in her hand.

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

Mason curled his lips, this eldest sister is really obsessed with formalism!

What are the conditions now?

Are you still trying to fool yourself into having a beach vacation style?

He took out his Bat Phone and switched it to camera mode, raised his chin to Catwoman, and said:

"Selena-sama, please bring me a Pose that can make a man's eyes shine!"

"Are you going crazy?"

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

"Still planning to tease sister? I told you, I can give you one of my hands."

"No, I really just need a picture."

Mason held up his phone and explained:

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

So, can you help me?"

"Oh, parties, I like them. But I have to make sure that the party you want to host is a very hot negative distance intimate party with many men and women?

After all, my sister has a boyfriend.

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

Catwoman blinked her eyes and changed her position on the beach chair. She lowered her slender waist and raised her upper body. She crossed her legs like a black cat and glanced back, with a faint smile on her face.

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

Damn it!

reacted

This old aunt is really terrible.

No wonder the cold and steely old man is obsessed with her, and everyone usually only uses two words to describe this kind of woman: witch!

"Done!"

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

"So, when are you going to show your sister the world? Look, I'm almost sick."

"Didn't I say that?"

Mason coughed and said:

"Tomorrow night, eldest sister, this party is of course a ceremony to welcome new members into the team. Tomorrow night we will temporarily leave the boring Gotham and go for a ride in the new world. I promise, it will definitely be a place where the runaway cats can have fun.

The place."

(End of chapter)