The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 65 17.MD, there will be a surprise as soon as you come back——【Ask for a monthly ticket】

   "vomit"

  When they crossed the gate of the world and returned to the top floor of the Iceberg Bar with a full harvest, Catwoman and Zha Kang were retched because of the drunkenness and the application of the soul curse and dizziness.

  Kiteman is better.

   But also staggering with a headache from completing the promotion of D-class personnel.

   While helping the two of them up, Mason took out water and juice from the refrigerator in the office to sober them up. By the way, he checked whether the compartment where the door of the world was hidden was still safe.

   "I should put it on a movable object so we can walk through it if K-team needs it."

  Mason was feeding water to the drunken Ms. Selina, while looking at the gate of the world and thinking, maybe this thing is not just a tool.

  Its convenient world travel may save itself and others in critical moments in the future.

   "Think of this as a backup plan."

   "Uh, now I finally know why you and Charles don't care much about this curse. It turns out that you don't feel it at all."

   In front of Mason, the sober Zha Kang sat cross-legged on the ground, with a pale face, he opened his sleeves and looked at the ghost claw tattoo on his arm.

  The black magician said in a strange tone:

   "This thing is different from other curses I've seen, it won't torture you, it won't project hallucinations in your mind, and it won't make nasty noises for you.

   It will not erode your body and make you feel sick.

  It's so silent, so low-key, it doesn't show its presence in any way, it's like it doesn't exist at all, just like an ordinary evil tattoo.

   Tell the truth, Mason.

  While I have not had contact with other members of the Stellaris, I seriously doubt that there must be a considerable number of people in that organization who are simply unaware that they are cursed.

  Especially those guys who don't know anything about magical powers. "

   "Because of this, doesn't it seem more dangerous?"

  Mason said something in a low tone after hearing Zha Kang's thoughts, and the latter nodded.

  A dog that can bite should not bark, this is also a wise saying in the magic world.

   “We need to cover it up.”

  The black magician stroked his arm and said to the others:

   "I will apply magic to make it invisible to ordinary people, so as not to discover the secrets of K team."

   "Then leave it to you."

  Mason glanced at Mrs. Catwoman who was somewhat awake in her arms.

  He put the big sister on a chair, put the suitcase on the table, put the luggage in his arms, and said to his three teammates:

   "You guys rest here for one night first, and check the harvest by the way, my vacation is over, and I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'm leaving first.

  I'll be in touch with you tomorrow night to discuss how to get the vaccines we need from Wayne Industries Medical. "

   "Are you still going to work?"

  Zha Kang picked up his beloved Sika cigarette and complained:

   "Is it to better conceal my unique identity?"

"almost."

   Mason glanced at the guy and said:

   "A lot of people are paying attention to me, I must have a normal life. Also, your ritual of communicating curses to gain power is flawed, John, you'd better improve it before trying to get power."

   "I'll do my best."

  Jackson shrugged and yawned as he watched Mason put on a gray windbreaker and leave the office, then leaned against the wall and said to the kite man:

   "Dude, I think I deserve a room of my own in such a cool bar."

   "嗖"

  A golden room card was thrown over. The kite man touched the more complicated tattoo on his arm, glanced at the black magician, and said:

   "It was prepared for you long ago, before you joined us. Don't look at me like that, John, the boss has long wanted to invite you to the K team.

   Pretty much when you first meet him.

  He really values ​​you. "

  —

   "buzz buzz"

   The flying motorcycle made a quiet sound in low-speed mode. Wearing a safety helmet and goggles, Mason rode this cute little blue motorcycle across Crime Alley to his small shop.

  Go here because it is closer.

   But taking shortcuts casually will definitely cause problems, such as now.

"Um?"

  Mason clenched the handlebar and braked the car. In the dark alley after the rain, he looked suspiciously at the blood stains on the ground and several bullet casings wrapped in mud.

   There was a shootout here?

  The young man curled his lips, thinking that the law and order near Crime Lane is getting worse and worse.

  Before he restarted the motorcycle, he suddenly heard a strange noise from a large garbage bin in the shadows ahead, which seemed so terrifying in this dead and deserted alley.

  If it was a 17-year-old ordinary person here, he would be scared to pee here, but can Mason be an ordinary person?

  He propped the motorcycle on the ground, and approached cautiously holding the unrepaired penguin umbrella, and opened the closed trash can with the tip of the umbrella to take a look inside.

   "Ou Laser Special!"

  Mason exclaimed and took a step back.

  The young man rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he was wrong, or that he accidentally took the wrong road when he took a shortcut just now and brought himself to a **** parallel world.

   A few seconds later, he stepped forward to open the trash can again.

  In a trash can full of stench, a tall man is curled up in it.

  He was wearing a tattered bat suit that looked as if it had been burned. His cool cloak was torn apart, and his body was covered with various wounds that were still bleeding out.

  The most important thing is that even when he was in a coma, he showed great pain, and from time to time he groaned in pain that didn't fit his identity.

   "Sir?"

  Mason confirmed that the poor creature hiding in the trash bin in front of him was Batman, and he hurriedly dragged the suffering man out of it and put him on the ground.

   "It's hot!"

  The young man put his fingers next to Batman's blood-stained nostrils and felt his skin exuding heat like carbon.

   This is a clear symptom of infection and poisoning.

  Mason took out the healing potion and the ground bezoar he carried with him from his luggage and poured them down for the master.

  But after waiting for a few minutes, not only did he not see his injury improve, Batman lying on the ground struggled to spit out more blood mixed with unknown substances.

   Obviously, the potion and antidote in Mason's hand are not enough to make Batman's situation better.

In the crime alley in the dark night after the rain, Mason frowned tightly and popped out the body of the flying motorcycle, put the terrible master into it, and activated the flight mode regardless of the exposed problems, and flew at the fastest speed. Take him back to his hut.

  He placed Batman on the ground floor, and picked up the Batphone to call for backup.

   But the frequent movements made the comatose master seem to wake up a bit.

  He opened his eyes on the ground, and when he saw Mason dialing with a bat cell phone, the master mustered up his strength and waved the cell phone in Mason's hand.

   The action drained him and made him vomit blood again.

   "Don't! There are traitors"

   Mason had to get close to the master's mouth to hear his low voice reminder. Although it was an intermittent moan without a tone, it was enough for the young man to raise his vigilance.

  He glanced at the bat phone that fell on the ground, and probably understood what the master wanted to express.

  The majestic Batman can be beaten like this on his own territory in Gotham, if it is just because the enemy is strong, it will definitely not be enough.

  Batman, who has long been accustomed to making a lot of backup plans before the battle, may fail, but as long as he is prepared, he will definitely be able to retreat.

   Even facing Superman is the same.

   But the fact that he's so miserable right now only proves that it was a sneak attack and that something went wrong in his bat safety net, rendering most of his backup plans unusable.

   "This is simply amazing."

  Mason squatted beside the twitching master, and while using alchemy tools to extract his blood, he whispered:

   "You have successfully made me doubt everyone I know in this city now. Sure enough, things related to you are always such a headache."

   After taking the blood, Mason poured all the medicines in his bag on his counter.

  He picked and picked among them. The genuine potions he found from the ruins of Hogwarts were almost used up, but the young man still found usable ones in the few remaining bottles.

   Like this one:

   Life and death water

  Quality: Epic Alchemy Item · Perfect Craft

  Efficacy: Make people sleep like a baby and ignore all external influences. The effect is extremely strong. The sleep time depends on when you wake up. The longest duration is three months.

  Creator: Severus Snape

  Item description: The supreme gospel for patients with severe insomnia, let you sleep enough at a time.

  Mason looked at the potion in his hand that exuded a quiet aroma. This was one of the highest quality potions in his hand.

  But he didn't care about his heart, he bent down and shut the mouth of the master who had started to sway, and poured the whole bottle of potion into his mouth.

   "This will make you more comfortable, and let the tired spirit and painful body temporarily escape so that we can help you. Go to sleep, Batman, go to sleep, Bruce."

  The young man comforted Batman who must be in great pain at this time.

  The high-level potion took effect very quickly, and in less than half a minute, Batman's struggling body calmed down. He closed his eyes under the helmet and let his seemingly detached spirit enter a long-term coma.

   It's like being deeply anesthetized.

  The physical pain is still going on, and he may have nightmares because of it, but it can no longer cause any destructive oppression to his spirit.

  Mason took a deep breath, dragged the snoring Batman to the sofa he used to rest, went out and made a call in the phone booth across the street, then returned to the small shop and looked around vigilantly.

  The first thing he did when he came back was to throw the expensive bat phone into his bag to completely isolate it from the outside world. Then he put out a series of alchemy tools and began to try to analyze the tube of blood he had just taken out.

   Batman must have been terribly poisoned.

   This can be seen from his blood that is too viscous and has a strange scarlet color.

  Mason shook the tube of blood and put it in front of his eyes. The moment he concentrated, the information label jumped out:

  Poisonous blood with complex ingredients

  Item Description:

  The blood is mixed with the combined effects of various toxins. Under delicate balance, they will cause various torture effects to the poisoned person, but because of the continuous effect of the special ingredients in it, the poisoned person will not die.

   This means that the poisoner does not intend to kill the target, but to torture him.

Notice:

  While causing great pain, the toxin is also destroying the target's vitality and vitality and weakly transforming his life form. If the poison cannot be detoxified within a short period of time, the poisoned person will fall into permanent weakness.

   "Who did you offend?"

  Mason looked back in surprise at the master who was trembling in pain on the sofa but was also soundly asleep at the same time. He quickly went through the villains of Gotham in his mind, but he didn't find a suitable poisoner.

  The most probable estimate is Zhou Keer, the ugly man who devoted his extraordinary life to falling in love with Bat Boy, but that guy probably hasn't escaped from prison yet.

   Otherwise, the whole Gotham should be in chaos.

   "So, after the dreaded Mr. Three-Headed Dog, there's another supervillain in town that I didn't know about?"

  Mason heated the poisoned blood sample in a professional distillation tube. He had to determine how many types of toxins the master had in his body before he could find a way to make an antidote.

   While he was busy, anxious knocking on the door also sounded outside the small shop.

As the shutter door opened, the other three members of the K team who hurried over appeared outside the door in disguise. The catwoman wrapped in a black coat looked anxious, and before he had time to say hello to Mason, he saw lying on the bed not far away. The miserable master.

  The old lover rushed over to check his situation with red eyes.

  The terrible sadistic scars and bad condition on Batboy's body made Catwoman almost cry, and the expressions of Kiteman and Zack Kang also became quite serious.

  In Gotham, the local "bully character" Batman can be injured like this

  The visitor is not kind!

   "Don't worry."

  Mason put his hand on Selena's shoulder, comforting in a low voice:

   "This is a big matter, it's useless for you to be anxious."

   "Do you **** comfort people?"

  Jack Kang made a quiet remark, signaling Mason to pull Catwoman away first.

  He is quite comfortable after returning to this magic-filled world, and then removes the cigarette from his mouth as a medium to cast a healing spell on the Batboy he hates.

  But under the green fluorescent wrap, not only did Batman's injuries not recover, but the blood flowed out faster due to the application of healing magic power.

   "Hey! This is not a good time for you to take revenge, Selena will stab you to death."

  The kite man pulled Zha Kang back.

  He really thought that Zha Kang was taking the opportunity to take revenge.

   But it's not.

   "Something strange in his body is preventing the healing magic from taking effect!"

  Jack Kang said to Selina with a gloomy face:

   "Now you can be in a hurry, the trouble is really big."

   "My potion is useless, it seems that the mysterious side power can't help for the time being."

  Mason rubbed his chin, and after making eye contact with the Catwoman looking at him for a few seconds, he turned back to the Kite Man and Zack Kang and said:

   "Let's split up! The two of you and Selena go to Wayne Manor to 'invite' the old housekeeper Alfred over, and I will go to Dr. Leslie's clinic, where there are professional equipment.

  Remember, don't disturb other people.

  Batman told me that there was a traitor in the Bat-family, and it doesn't make sense to hide Batman's identity now. "

  The young man glanced at the master. In the dim shop, he took a deep breath and whispered to Charles and Constantine:

   "Actually, the true identity of Batman who has guarded Gotham for more than 20 years is"

   A few seconds later.

   "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

  Jack Kang covered his face and screamed:

   "He's a superhero and a world-class millionaire at the same time? Damn I finally know why Xiao Zha can't forget him. How can I compete with this jerk!"

  The kite man next to him was puzzled by another question.

  He pulled La Mason's sleeve and asked in a low voice like a wise man:

   "Boss, if Bruce Wayne has been playing Batman, who the **** is playing Bruce Wayne at the same time?"

   "Ugh, what a good question."

  Mason rubbed his forehead, sighed and said:

  "I can't answer you now, but I think, rather than answering, we should act now, and we have to save Bruce before this toxin completely turns him into a useless person.

  This attack is probably just the beginning.

   We need him healthy, and so does this suffering city. "

  Ps:

   It will be on the shelves tonight, please brothers support a wave!

  Of course, there is no need to wait specially in this season, so as not to catch a cold, and don’t stay up late if your body is important. Wouldn’t it be nice to wake up tomorrow morning and read Chapter 50~

  (end of this chapter)