"Bang!"

A small bottle flew through the dark night and exploded above a group of black-clad assassins.

The shattered bottle caused the liquid to splash in all directions. Although being drenched in it did not petrify them, the strong paralysis caused the assassins to tremble and fall to the ground.

The terrifying paralysis was instantaneous.

It was as if their nerves were severed, rendering them unable to control their bodies.

But it quickly weakened. Within ten seconds, they would be able to recover. The problem was, the attackers in the dark night probably wouldn't give them ten seconds.

Mason, wearing an invisibility cloak, chose not to use his gun. The faint glimmers on the collar pin of his clothes proved that there were still many people in the nearby woods.

In this situation, using a gun would expose himself.

So he chose to resolve the battle in a more brutal way.

He raised Hagrid's giant hunting knife and slit the throats of the low-level assassins on the ground one by one. After gaining five proficiency rewards for close combat executions, Mason took the bat dart that was inserted into the tree and put it back on his waist.

Throwing skills were also considered a part of the shooting system.

Therefore, Mason's level 3 shooting skill also amplified his ability to throw bat darts, although the accuracy and lethality were not as exaggerated as bullets.

But when combined with the invisibility cloak and potions for nighttime assassinations, it was the perfect match.

He raised his hand and used the grappling gun to silently pull himself up onto the tree branch. Then, he drank a sip of cat eye potion to gain night vision and surveyed his surroundings. The floating crosshair of the combat assist quickly locked onto the next target.

Those people were equipped with professional night vision goggles, but the invisibility cloak's aura was a magical effect that could not be detected.

Apart from physical collisions, the night vision goggles were unable to capture Mason's ghost-like movements.

This was his confidence in intercepting the ambush alone. Of course, another important reason was to distance himself from the "Three-Headed Dog." With the efficiency of Catwoman and Kite Man's actions, the zombie beasts should have already been killed near the Bat Cave. Mason didn't want Batman to suspect him again.

"Poof!"

A paralysis dart shot out from the launcher on Mason's battle suit's left arm, knocking down the nearby black-clad assassin. Mason then swiftly decapitated him and, in the next instant, shot out a petrification dart, turning the person behind him, who had drawn a katana, into stone.

The next second, the sharp hunting knife swung, scattering broken stones everywhere.

"Meat! Fresh meat!"

The piercing scream soon resounded through the woods near Wayne Manor, causing the young man to furrow his brows.

Was that Killer Croc?

He had encountered this guy when he saved Nightwing at Arkham Asylum. He had almost been bitten to death by Killer Croc, but he managed to survive thanks to his flesh regeneration and self-healing abilities. However, this guy should have already turned into a zombie by now, right?

The Assassin Alliance was really audacious, actually letting him roam freely.

As Mason stealthily approached the area, he immediately saw a scene of brutal slaughter. Killer Croc was surrounded by dead black-clad assassins lying in all directions.

And he was feasting on a corpse.

As Mason expected, Killer Croc's originally green scales had already started turning gray and decaying. His massive body was also "shrinking."

These were obvious signs of zombification.

In about an hour, this pitiful supervillain would become an extremely difficult-to-deal-with "super zombie."

The smell of blood permeated the woods, and the other black-clad assassins were probably driven crazy by the sight of flesh and blood, and Killer Croc had taken care of them.

Mason felt a bit reluctant to intervene due to their efficient killing efficiency.

If only judging from the result, this guy was definitely on his side.

He propped himself up on the tree branch and aimed his sniper rifle at the super-powered villain in front of him. Just as Killer Croc raised his head, Mason decisively pulled the trigger.

With a muffled bang, the sniper bullet pierced through the mutant lunatic's ear and blew half of his head apart, causing his twisted body to shake before falling to the ground.

But the lack of a kill prompt made Mason's face slightly change.

Killer Croc already possessed super regeneration and endurance, and coupled with his semi-zombified state, he managed to survive being shot by a bullet.

Mason squinted his eyes and aimed again.

However, at the moment he pulled the trigger, the glow on the collar pin of his clothes suddenly intensified, causing Mason to abandon the shot. He tumbled and fell from the tree branch.

At the same time, the blue beam that had previously attacked the Batmobile struck again, instantly freezing the entire branch it touched into a crystal-clear ice.

Although Mason reacted quickly, he was still affected by the cold beam. When he fell to the ground, his entire left arm was frozen in ice, and the chill caused his invisibility cloak to malfunction.

But the magic fire ignited, melting the ice.

Mason looked up and saw a figure wearing unique black armor emerging from the darkness. He wore a device similar to an astronaut helmet on his head, along with red experimental goggles. He also carried a technologically advanced backpack.

There was a complex controller on the chest of the armor, with hoses connecting the helmet and backpack. The exposed arm had a strange ice-blue color, and he held a sci-fi-shaped gun that emitted a chilling aura.

Wherever he went, a low temperature lingered, causing the grass on the ground to be covered in frost.

This appearance, this entrance, immediately made Mason recognize the identity of this person. It was Gotham City's top-tier supervillain, Mr. Freeze, also one of the VIP clients of Arkham Asylum.

He made quite a scene at the asylum.

There was even a separate generator dedicated to providing energy for his cell, which was maintained at a temperature below zero.

"Don't move, young man."

Mr. Freeze was not as rude as Killer Croc, nor as arrogant and crazy as the other supervillains. This supervillain, who was once a world-class thermodynamicist, spoke calmly and politely, revealing a lingering scholarly aura.

The only thing that made people uncomfortable was his voice, which emitted the same freezing meaning as his laser freeze gun, making him seem very cold-hearted.Just like ignoring all life.

"Your arm is instantly frozen to ultra-low temperature. It won't bring you pain, but it will quickly cause your nerves to necrotize. Any violent movement now will make your arm as fragile as steel under low temperature break."

Mr. Freeze stood five steps away from Mason, aiming the muzzle of his freeze gun at Mason, and said:

"I was forced to come here to help the Assassin League, but I have no interest in killing. I'm leaving you just to ask you a question. If you can give me an answer, then I can unfreeze you and send you away from here."

"Ask, Victor."

Mason pretended to be helpless on the ground.

However, under the quiet coverage of the magic fire, his left arm had already regained its sensation. With just a light flick, the ice on the surface of his skin would shatter.

But he was very interested in the condition proposed by Mr. Freeze. He coughed weakly and said:

"You have an absolute advantage, so I must tell you everything."

"Who cured Batman?"

Mr. Freeze didn't show any joy or other expressions. He asked indifferently:

"The Assassin League promised me a lot to win me over to serve them. They told me that they used an unsolvable poison to disable Batman.

But I just overheard from their communication that Batman has reappeared.

Who removed that toxin?

Tell me, young man, this is important to me!"

"Let me guess."

Mason stared at Mr. Freeze and said:

"You are doing all this for your wife, right? You think that the person who cured Batman might be able to help cure your wife's terminal illness? You just said that the Assassin League promised you a lot of conditions.

Among them, there should be one that helps your wife, right?

I guess they told you that they can help your poor wife get rid of the disease, even resurrect her?"

"Yes, they did say that."

Mr. Freeze's tone was cold and polite:

"Also, let me correct you. Nora didn't die! And there is no such thing as resurrection. Be careful with your words, young man.

This is a 'grammatical error' that might anger me."

"But you don't trust them."

Mason narrowed his eyes:

"Otherwise, we wouldn't be having this conversation now. It seems that compared to those big villains who ran amok in Gotham, you believe more in the Bat family? Your style doesn't quite match your identity as a villain, does it?"

Mason's questioning made Mr. Freeze frowned.

He raised the freeze gun and pulled the trigger. The blue low-temperature ray sprayed out again, but it wasn't aimed at Mason. Instead, it froze the Killer Croc, who was groaning and trying to climb up from the ground.

Mr. Freeze was much more ruthless this time.

The eerie ray continued to spray for five seconds, freezing Killer Croc in a large mass of icy air.

After doing all this, he put down the freeze gun in his hand, which was frozen by the nozzle, and looked at Mason again, saying:

"You're right, I do believe in Batman more than the Assassin League. Although I have become what I am now, neither human nor ghost, all thanks to him. But this is a personal grudge between him and me.

My wife is innocent.

So, young man, tell me who cured Batman."

"We used the pure blood of a unicorn to dispel a mixture of several poisons mixed with the water from the Lazarus Pit. It only took three days to restore Batman's health and make him even stronger than before.

This is not the scientific medical treatment you know, but the wisdom of ancient alchemy."

Mason's left hand moved slightly, and his fingers held the Batarang on his belt.

He said calmly:

"It seems that you don't believe in all this, but it doesn't matter. If you give me some time, I can demonstrate all this to you, including how I used the potion to deal with the other pursuers in the woods.

If you go and take a look, you will find that there are still several statues there that I saved Batman. Victor, as you can see, I am an alchemist.

As for whether the blood of a unicorn can cure your wife's terminal illness, I can't guarantee that. It's not poisoning or curse. Maybe she needs more advanced medicine.

What I mean is, I have to see her with my own eyes at least, and see her condition."

"Oh my god, I wasted a precious opportunity and a few precious minutes of my life."

Mr. Freeze shook his head disappointedly:

"The answer I hoped to get in pursuit of hope turned out to be the three words 'alchemy'. Oh my god. Sorry, kid, but now I have to serve the Assassin League.

Don't worry, it won't be painful."

And at the moment he raised the freeze gun, Mason also threw the Batarang in his hand.

The two of them were only five or six meters apart, and their attacking movements were almost synchronized. But the flames burning on Mason's fingers and the Batarang, which was burning red and even melting, made Mr. Freeze stunned for a fraction of a second.

"Crack"

The scorching hot Batarang accurately pierced the controller on Mr. Freeze's armor, and its high temperature instantly destroyed the circuit, causing his refrigeration armor to quickly fail.

Mason, who put on the stealth suit again, jumped several times in the chaotic freezing rays of Mr. Freeze, and threw a bottle of petrification potion towards the target. It hit Victor Fries' astronaut helmet.

The moment the designed-to-be-fragile potion bottle shattered, the viscous liquid flowed down the helmet. Although it was quickly frozen by Mr. Freeze's low temperature, it had undoubtedly taken effect.

The super villain who believed in science looked at his rapidly petrifying body with a bewildered look.

He could have frozen Mason, who had reappeared at this moment while his arm could still move, but he didn't. Instead, he dropped the freeze gun.

Before his head and mouth were petrified, he shouted:

"I believe! Help her, I'm willing to pay."

"I'm freezing to death!"

Seeing Mr. Freeze being petrified, Mason quickly jumped in place, flicking off the ice chips on his body and using the magic fire to cover his whole body little by little, making himself warm.He walked towards Mr. Freeze's stone statue, casually picked up the frosty freeze ray gun, and patted the statue in front of him, saying:

"You're just petrified, but you can still hear and see, so I'll tell you, go back to Arkham Asylum and serve the rest of your sentence.

When we meet next time, I'll give you an answer whether I want to help you and your wife.

I know your story, Victor, you're a 'cold-blooded' villain, no doubt about that, but your wife is indeed innocent.

Also, I won't be polite about your weapon.

I need this kind of targeted special attack gadget right now."

Mason held the gun in his hand, which was made of a special silver-grey metal and an "energy can" that emitted a faint blue light. The character card immediately gave a label:

Mr. Freeze's Laser Ray Gun/Freeze Gun

Quality: Epic Engineering Item·Ultimate Craftsmanship

Effect: Pull the trigger to freeze the enemy or target in different forms of ice according to the firing mode. When connected to the quick-freeze liquid weapon backpack, it can cool down a large area quickly and add [Freeze] and [Slow] effects to all targets around.

Creator: Victor Fries

Item Description: Congratulations on owning a super ice maker! Now your party can have unlimited free ice cream.

Note:

Attention! This item uses special engineering/alchemical liquid as energy. Liquid nitrogen can be used as a substitute when necessary, but it will reduce the effect of the freeze gun.

Weapon blueprint and quick-freeze liquid formula analysis [Countdown 232 hours]

"This is worth it even if the Batcave is destroyed."

Mason put the gun back on his back, picked up the freeze gun and made an aiming gesture, then took off Mr. Freeze's weapon backpack and found that it was also a precise engineering item.

He shrugged, turned to the stone statue behind him with a pleading expression on its face, and said:

"The petrification will be lifted in six hours, you'd better pray that you've been sent back to Arkham by then, otherwise you won't survive at room temperature.

Hmm, that reminds me."

Mason raised the freeze gun and aimed at Mr. Freeze, pulling the trigger. The faint blue ray sprayed out for a full ten seconds, freezing him completely before he was done.

He went forward and took some frozen tissue samples from the half-zombie killer crocodile, then returned to the Batmobile.

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "p𝑎wread.com".

Driving such an expensive car for the first time made Mason a little at a loss.

But he quickly adapted. In the low engine sound, the black tank that had broken three trees in a row but was still unharmed except for scratches on the outer armor was back on the road.

Wayne Manor was in sight, and judging by the sound of gunfire coming from there, the show had already started.

"I've taken care of two super villains on my own, so I guess I'm not a nobody in Gotham City."

Mason grabbed the steering wheel of the Batmobile, which was full of buttons like a professional racing car, and brutally crashed through the iron gate of Wayne Manor into the luxurious backwoods.

That was the direction of the Batcave.

As he activated the Batmobile's fire support mode, causing the sides of the vehicle to pop out mini rocket nests, he locked onto his target and thought:

"I wonder what price they would give me if I registered with the Goon Guild now? Hmm, that big guy is so fierce! The young master and the third master are both being beaten up.

That's Bain, right?

Damian is here too?

What a pleasant surprise!"

"Click"

The launch button was pressed.

More than twenty-four mini rockets, under Mason's control, bombed the group of people fighting in front of the Batcave in a covering manner, engulfing them all in a big explosion.

In the blazing fire ahead, the Batmobile made a cool swerve and stopped abruptly, tearing through the raging flames and stopping in place.

The car cabin slid open, and Mason, holding the freeze gun, jumped out.

He looked at the dark Batcave in front of him, as if he was looking at a treasure trove.

Perhaps the attack of the Assassin's League wasn't all bad, when else would he have the opportunity to visit the master's "toy library" openly?

It would be a shame not to take some good stuff in honor of K squad's participation in the battle.

(End of Chapter)