The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 91 43. When you over-strengthen the initial weapon——[2650]

Thirty minutes later, Catwoman, who had finished her rest, quickly walked into the Batcave's weapons arsenal.

She said to Mason, who was busy at the workbench:

"Your medicine is as magical as ever. Grayson has woken up, and Alfred has adjusted the two Batmobiles. Bruce is constantly sending news that he has incited conflicts between the super villains and the League of Assassins.

Arkham is about to fall into the chaos of civil war, and it’s time for us to set out.”

"Hold on."

Mason said without looking back:

"I'll be ready right here."

"Click"

A few seconds later, a snapping sound was heard. Mason let go of his hands and moved his neck. He picked up the pistol that had just been assembled on the workbench and threw it to Catwoman behind him.

Lady Selina took it in her hand and took a look at it, then she frowned and said:

"What is this? It feels like a freak born from a revolver and a shotgun who drank too much and had sex at night."

"I think as the future matron of the Wayne family, you should be more rigorous and sophisticated in your words. If you do this, you will teach the children bad things."

Mason complained.

He looked at the strange-shaped hand cannon in Catwoman's hand. After a few seconds, the young man sighed and said:

"But I also have to admit that your pungent comments are very reasonable."

The pistol in Catwoman's hand is obviously an "improved version" of the short-barreled blaster cannon, or a modified version.

Apart from the same name, nothing about the two things is the same.

The original loading structure of the shotgun was changed by Mason into a large revolving magazine, the double barrel structure was also changed to a single barrel, and the short barrel was lengthened, making it look like a classic.

Model revolver.

But the problem is that the caliber is surprisingly large.

This thing still uses single-point bullets or large buckshot bullets, and its deterrence is not reduced, but it is extremely weird inside.

Fortunately, because the weapon accessories used by Batman are all of inhumane quality, this weapon that is almost impossible to use in theory has become a reality.

"It's too heavy and not suitable for my style, which always requires close combat with enemies."

Selina raised the "hand cannon" in a decent manner and made a few aiming movements. She handed it back to Mason with some regret, shook her head and said:

"I can see that you put a lot of fantastic ideas into it, but I need a weapon that is lighter and easier to carry."

"Understood, I will make it for you later."

Mason was not disappointed either. He easily ejected the gun's cylinder and used a quickloader to load six cursed single-head bullets into it. Then he swung it and the cylinder returned with a click.

Because all standardized weapon modules are used, this black short-barreled critical hand cannon, the improved version, is full of a square-headed and square-headed style, without the rounded feeling before but with a touch of industrial minimalist style.

Although the single barrel lacks the roughness and wildness of the previous double-lumen barrel, this thing that is two rounds larger than the average revolver is still very intimidating in the hand.

If anyone pulls out one of these in a street shootout, he will definitely become the most handsome guy in the crowd instantly.

Mason doesn't dislike this style.

He even added a Picatinny rail to the gun so that it can mount more tactical accessories. To use "jargon", this thing has been strengthened to the top.

When Mason held it, the information label also popped up instantly:

Short-barreled crit hand cannon·Improved version

Quality: Excellent engineering items·Excellent craftsmanship

Weapon characteristics: critical strike, fast reload, modularity, durability

Producer: Mason Cooper

Item description: You don’t have to pay so much attention to the initial weapons, right? I’m an idle engineer.

Tips: Successfully complete the production of a high-quality and outstanding craft engineering item once, and the engineering skill proficiency will be increased by X40.

"I think it's actually pretty good."

Mason inserted his new gun into the weapon slot on the right side of his waist, and took out two modular black long guns with the same square head from the workbench behind him.

Like the short-barreled blaster cannon, the blaster shotgun and blaster shotgun have also been modified beyond recognition by Mason's whims, and they've also been outfitted with some incomprehensible-looking tactical components to make them full of flair.

A "professional" style.

Especially a precisely calibrated blaster shotgun.

Mason equipped it with an advanced intelligent sight produced by the Wayne Industrial Military R&D Laboratory, which is enough to ensure that it can accurately detect enemies at a distance of 2,000 meters.

However, using this sophisticated gadget requires practice, and Mason will probably need some time to become familiar with its operation.

This time he didn't name the new gun.

"Old K" is still the eternal name of his favorite gun, but Mason needs to get the "dream gun" he wants first.

He installed a square engineering silencer on the muzzle of the blast shotgun, put it into his bag, and carried the combat shotgun with a square head and square head on his back, which looked like a black box with a handle.

The bullet production line packs several boxes of produced high-explosive and armor-piercing bullets into bags.

Then he rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then he put the entire production line into the suitcase without any courtesy.

Catwoman shook her head after seeing this scene.

Lady Selina complained faintly:

"Can't you find another man-made cause of trouble? Bruce's laboratory and Batmobile were taken away by you, his collection room was looted by you, and now even the weapons arsenal has been poisoned."

"What you said doesn't make sense."

While Mason continued to fill his own arsenal with explosives of various functions from the master's arsenal, he retorted:

"Why don't you say that I came with Team K and risked my life to help without even asking for errand fees? Your boyfriend doesn't care about these small losses, so stop complaining.

Men, who hasn’t dreamed of getting something for nothing?"

As he spoke, Mason threw a combat belt filled with various combat accessories to Catwoman and said:

"Let Grayson get ready to go. We'll set off in five minutes."

After saying that, he quickly walked out of the weapons room of the Batcave, looked at Alfred who was busy in front of the Batcomputer with a guilty look, and then tiptoed out of the Batcave.

The fear gas on the road leading to the entrance had almost dissipated. Mason took out a special reagent bottle and collected some samples of the fear gas concentrated on the ground.

When he appeared outside the devastated Bat Cave, a ball of mud that had stayed in the water immediately surged up and gathered in front of Mason's eyes, forming the appearance of Clayface, a mud monster with blurred features.

"I did what I promised you! Those man-bats have been driven away, as well as the Assassins who have been buried under the earth! I offended those bastards for your request, and then I should run away.

!

It’s all your fault!”

Clayface roared angrily:

"It's your turn to fulfill your promise!"

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

Mason wiped the mud splashed on his face.

He glanced at this very unstable guy, put out the Devil's Box from the suitcase, and opened it in front of Clayface.

The opulent and cold cursed aura created by the stacking of a whole box of devil's gold coins made the powerful super villain take several steps back in horror.

He didn't expect that Mason still had so many such horrible things in his hands?

This young-looking guy must be an old immortal evil wizard in disguise!

Absolutely!

Clayface defined Mason in that moment.

"If necessary, I really want to put a bullet in the body of every misbehaving guy in Gotham. This will definitely keep you where you should be."

Mason pointed to the devil's box and said:

"Smear yourself with your own blood, confess to it, and return the cursed metal, and your curse will be lifted."

"Blood?"

Clayface had already used mud to transform into two hands and was about to throw the cursed metal into the box, but when he heard Mason's words, he froze in place.

He thought for several seconds before humming and saying:

"Look at what I look like now. Where is the blood?"

"Well, pure slime might work too."

Mason looked at the guy in front of him whose whole body was made of mud. It was really difficult for him to take out the blood, so the young man rubbed his chin and said:

"You want the kind of slime that comes from your own body, not stuff that you enrich yourself with water and soil. The purer the slime, the better the effect.

And don’t even think about returning your ‘blood’ to the Devil’s Box and then getting it back.

That will only make you suffer a worse curse."

"Ah! Damn it! I hate this business."

The grumpy Clayface cursed again.

Mason couldn't see Clayface's expression clearly through the flowing slime, but it was certain that this request must have made the super villain tortured by the curse very distressed.

With his huge body, he stretched out his muddy fingers like a little girl, mixed three drops of pure brown ooze with the cursed metal and threw it into the devil's box.

As three balls of golden mud and bullets fell with a crisp sound, Clayface suddenly felt a sense of relief from his extremely painful spirit.

The cold power left him, there were no longer nagging phantom sounds in his ears, and the world in front of him no longer showed all kinds of scary scenes.

It was as if my life, which was full of darkness and violence, had received some kind of "absolution" at this moment.

"I'm free! I'm free!"

This guy howled and raised his hands toward the sky in a classic scene from The Shawshank Redemption.

Imitation degree 99.9%!

It is said that Clayface was a very good horror film actor before he turned into a monster. It is no wonder that this guy occasionally does some very weird actions.

He howled ecstatically, took a few steps back and looked at Mason warily, then twisted his body under the young man's gaze and quickly transformed himself into a strange man again.

Except for his slightly darker skin color, he is almost exactly the same as an ordinary person, even his clothes have changed.

He stared at Mason fiercely and said:

"But I won't go back to that hellish place in Arkham. I'm leaving. Don't come after me, evil wizard! I'm already on guard, and your little tricks are of no use to me."

"This is what we agreed on before, Clayface."

Mason put his hand on the blaster cannon on his waist and said calmly:

"You promised me that you would go back to the lunatic asylum to serve out your sentence. I thought the well-known villains in Gotham City would talk about the spirit of contract."

"I can make an offer, I can give you an offer you can't refuse, and I know you'll accept it!"

Clayface grinned, imitating the godfather's posture and even made a cat out of soft clay in his arms. This severe cosplayer raised his foot and stamped the ground, and said in a cunning tone with a long voice:

"Let me tell you a secret, Wizard. The League of Assassins not only sent a few of us to assist the furious Bane, they also sent the walking corpse.

That's right, it's Solomon Grundy.

But the guy didn't show up at all.

He ran away!

And I heard him say when he escaped that he wanted to master the power of these zombies. You know, he is a big zombie that has come back from the dead, and he is not afraid of being infected by the zombie virus.

You don’t want to see that after you finally saved Gotham, everything will be destroyed by a lunatic who hates life, right?

I can help you find him.

I even helped you catch him to offset my sentence."

“Nice suggestion.”

Mason thought for a while, curled his lips and said:

"As you wish, I accept this suggestion, but you should wait until Batman comes back to talk to Batman yourself. I will not participate in this. Have a good trip, Clayface."

"Hey. Hypocritical guy."

Clayface cursed, turned around, turned into a ball of mud, and quickly disappeared into the damp ground here.

After he left, Mason looked at the two undeformed bullets in the Devil's Box. He took them out, reloaded the shells and stuffed them into the magazine. He glanced at the trembling figure huddled in the Devil's Gold Coin.

A small ball of slime.

They are the "blood" of Clayface. They naturally have the supernatural power of Clayface to transform into clay, and they are cut off from the original body due to the curse.

They have become independent individuals.

However, this is obviously not enough to give birth to wisdom, but it doesn't matter, Mason has enough time to cultivate his own "ooze monster".

"I'm going to call you 'Kevin'."

Mason stretched out his hand towards the little slime that was shivering in the devil's gold coin, and let it "crawl" into his palm. He stared at the thing and said:

"It is said that the Plague Alchemist apprentices in the Chamber of Blight in Maldraxxus should have their own ooze assistant, so I am complete with you, my little cutie."

"Hey! If you keep talking to yourself in a ball of mud, I should consider booking you a room in Arkham Asylum."

Catwoman's voice came from behind.

she says:

"We are about to set off. The next break-in into Arkham will be very dangerous. Mason, if you don't want to participate, you can leave with Kite Man first.

I will not be hostile to you or despise you for this."

Selina moved her lips and said:

"After all, this is a matter of the Bat family. If you can help me to this point, you are already a good friend."

"No, of course I want to go."

Mason touched his suitcase and said:

"Look how much 'reward' I got. I owe them this, and I feel uneasy if I don't return the favor. Besides, aren't there colleagues from Team K working there?

Newbies like us have to learn more about the ways of our big brothers and observe how they lead to disaster.

I think this will definitely be of great benefit to our future careers.”

As he spoke, Mason placed the tattoo on his left arm close to the lapel pin on his collar. When the eyes of the Hell Eye lapel pin opened, he said to the other side:

"John, are you ready?"

"etc!"

Constantine's voice sounded distant, as if coming from another world, and he said unmotivated:

"I'll learn these damn lines by heart first."

(End of chapter)