The zombies besieging the underground parking lot defense line in front of us are obviously different from the zombies in the Hogwarts world and the cannibals in the Caribbean world.

This was already proven in Barbara's reconnaissance just now.

Mason held the Widowmaker precision rifle and flew to the third floor of the winged building with his claws. While the two barrels and Jack were close to the ground, Barbara set up a swarm of unmanned drone bombs. At the same time, he carefully observed the enemies in front of him.

He was now completely sure that the "Zombie King" commanding them should be the underworld godfather Jin Bing, who ruled this city. This could be seen from his iconic cane and his still burly body and muscles even after turning into a zombie.

But besides the more "impressive" Jin Bing, even the most ordinary members of this group of zombies had a flexibility that other zombies did not have.

Although they had the same withered skin and shriveled muscles as their counterparts in other worlds, and had lost their vision, relying only on their sense of smell and hearing to hunt, they were obviously an "evolved version".

Some mutants in the zombie group clearly had the same huge body as Hagrid, and some had twisted changes in their bodies, like "spiders" crawling forward.

In fact, Mason had seen such "mutants" when he encountered zombies for the first time in the Hogwarts world, but in that apocalypse, such mutants were rare and scarce. However, in the zombie group commanded by Jin Bing, the number of these things had obviously increased.

This strange phenomenon immediately made Mason think of the "2149-Origin Virus" carried by the biological missile that the Assassin Alliance tried to launch in Arkham Asylum.

"Could this be the difference between the two viruses?"

The captain of Team K frowned and pondered this question.

Perhaps the hunting dogs of the Starry Sky Alliance would also use different weapons when polluting worlds with different power systems in the first round?

After all, in this vassal world belonging to Team Six-Headed Snake, there were not only the evil Six-Headed Snake, but also the Green Goblin and Spider-Man. There might even be top-level forces like the Avengers that could be equated with the Justice League in the world background.

This couldn't be considered a weak world, right?

"The drone swarm is ready!"

Barbara's voice came from the communication, waking Mason from his thoughts.

The captain raised his precision rifle and pressed and held the trigger to enter the charging mode. He locked onto the Zombie King who was standing on top of a car and roaring.

At the moment when the charging was about to be completed, he whispered:

"Attack!"

"Boom!"

The deep blast of the high-tech sniper rifle opened the curtain of battle. Two barrels, who had found a temporary cover, stood and held their fully charged weapons. The futuristic weapons in their hands were as cool as the rifle in Mason's hands, and they fired at the zombie group.

However, the Zombie King suddenly raised his arm as if sensing the danger, and blocked the fatal shot like a shield. The fully charged sniper bullet only caused the muscles and bones of its arm to explode...

At the same time, Mason's technical rifle also finished charging.

With a super high firing rate and extremely strong impact, the two engineering bullets with burning effects hit the Zombie King who had just had its arm blown off in the blink of an eye. The perfect cooperation between the two barrels formed a double snipe.

Level 4 marksmanship plus the precision rifle in his hand allowed the bullet to penetrate Jin Bing's left eye and cause a low internal explosion in his skull. The disgusting liquid with a stench and burnt flesh splattered, causing the Zombie King to howl and fall to the ground.

But the lack of a kill prompt made Mason furrow his brows.

Although the first shot didn't kill the target, why didn't the fully charged bullet explode its head?

Did Team K, who had just changed to new weapons, finally catch up with the version, or did the zombies in this world already have full physical resistance?

Although the first shot didn't kill the target, Two Barrels didn't care at all.

The moment Mason hit the Zombie King, he pulled the bolt again, and the cold and merciless eyes under the red round helmet aimed and pulled the trigger again.

The head of the big guy, who was as bloated as a "big-headed doll" and constantly sprayed deadly venom in the zombie group's defense, exploded on the spot by Two Barrels.

Mason on the rooftop also started to name the kills, and the kill prompts appeared on the translucent screen like spam.

"Roar!"

The roar mixed with anger seemed like an order given to the zombie horde. In the next moment, the zombies that were besieging the underground parking lot turned around and rushed towards the street corner where Team K was.

Barbara, who was in a higher position, quickly pushed forward a black device similar to a mortar.

This scatter mine launcher, which was modified by Mason from the Batmobile's combat module, immediately launched dozens of laser-guided anti-infantry mines towards the front. They fell to the ground and exploded in the zombie horde.

Where would the brainless zombies know how to dodge?

They rushed forward and triggered the mines on the ground, creating bursts of fire on their way forward. Two Barrels and Mason, one up and one down, played the role of snipers in this battle. They didn't go for the ordinary zombies, but aimed at the mutants.

Whether it was the "big-headed" mutant that spewed venom from a distance or the "spiders" that moved quickly, as long as they approached the street corner, they would be mercilessly killed.

After all, zombies only looked terrifying. Once their twisted creations' weaknesses were discovered, they could only be harvested like straw in front of real warriors.

"Barbara, prepare the petrification grenades!"

While Mason was changing magazines, he gave an order to the Batgirl in the high position behind him. Barbara immediately raised the under-barrel grenade launcher of her kinetic shotgun.

Three engineering-modified grenades were launched and exploded in the zombie horde, but there was no fire or impact. They just splashed the weak petrification potion stored inside like raindrops.In just a few seconds, the tide of zombies that had approached the ground cover of Er Tong and Jack turned into grim stone statues, blocking the path of more zombies from behind. Captain Jack also rushed out at this moment, holding a shotgun, and bravely shot at the stone statues in front of him, smashing them into pieces on the ground...

As a legendary pirate, Captain Jack had mastered the skill of "taking advantage of the wind".

Find the original at "pawread dot com".

"Target near the Zombie King, bombing begins!"

Mason grabbed the grappling hook and descended from the third floor to the ground, where Er Tong and Jack, who were holding assault rifles, were waiting. He gave another order to Barbara, who was responsible for suppressing the zombies from behind.

Thirty bat drones that had taken off in advance flew to the back of the block, carrying the alchemical incendiary bombs made by Mason. Under Barbara's precise control, they completed the bombing.

These chemical bombs, which were infused with special alchemical smelting, ignited upon contact with any object, just like Molotov cocktails. In addition, the flames continuously sprayed by the guard turrets in the underground parking lot helped fuel the fire. As Mason and the others stepped on the ground covered in broken corpses and rushed past, the entire street intersection began to burn.

"It's trying to escape!"

Sharp-eyed Jack, while shooting the zombies still alive beside him, looked up and saw the Zombie King in front of him trying to break through the burning zombies and escape the fire.

This guy still had some sanity left.

He even knew how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

But Mason was still relieved to see that the bullet he had shot earlier did not go in vain.

A piece of its skull had been blown off, and its withered brain could even be seen as it staggered and roared. But it was indeed healing itself, which made Er Tong immediately draw his gun and shoot.

The bullets hit the big guy's body, leaving only small wounds. This guy could even resist bullets with just his muscles! Er Tong simply switched back to his heavy sniper rifle and fired several shots into the big guy's head, finally knocking him down in the flames.

"Is it dead?"

Captain Er Tong asked in a low voice, somewhat timidly. Er Tong shook his head and pulled out the kinetic pistol, the Archangel, from his waist, ready to approach and shoot again.

But Mason stopped him with a hand gesture.

"Leave it, it's still useful."

Captain Er Tong nodded without any argument and holstered his weapon like the best soldier.

Mason walked to the Zombie King's side. Although Er Tong had already blown off a part of this big guy's head, he was still not dead. Disgusting flesh and blood slowly flowed in the wound, healing in a strange manner.

This scene looked very disturbing.

The young man took out an enchanted bottle from his pocket and wrapped a special runic chain around the body of this zombie thug. Then, he chanted a modified spell from the improved Necronomicon, shrinking this big guy like the Batmobile and the Black Pearl into the magic bottle.

He was not a spellcaster, so he couldn't achieve this with just the spells of black magic. However, the combination of enchantment and runic learning could achieve the same effect.

Mason flicked the bottle and the "Zombie King and Hand" inside it, put it in his pocket with a smile, and sighed with satisfaction, as he had obtained a very good research sample.

"Mason, the person named 'Parker' in the parking lot has come out. Be careful, he moves very fast!"

Barbara, who stayed behind, had been observing this side and promptly informed Mason and the others of the situation.

Mason didn't have any special reaction, but Er Tong shifted his gun and aimed at the guy who had appeared on the street after three consecutive jumps from the underground garage...

Obviously, Er Tong's combat instinct sensed danger.

Mason looked at the iconic Spider-Man in front of him. The classic red and blue colors, the white goggles and the black spider web embellishments on his uniform made him look like a hero who had walked out of a comic book and into reality.

But Mason also noticed the figure of this Spider-Man... Well, he looked a bit "bulky," especially his abdomen. The slightly bulging belly seemed to have revealed a lot of information.

"Can we talk now?"

Mason put away his weapon and asked in a low voice against the backdrop of the burning corpses.

The Spider-Man crouching on the street lamp hesitated for a moment and said:

"Let me confirm again, are you guys from the Star Society?"

"Yes."

Mason didn't hide it and said:

"But we are different from those who destroyed this world."

"Tsk, the last person I personally brought into the shelter said the same thing."

Spider-Man sneered and said:

"But they took Gwen and Frank away, leaving us to die in the shelter. Who are you looking for in this devastated world this time, young man?

As you can see, New York City is already finished, and the whole world has withered.

There's nothing worth lingering here for you."

"Gwen and Frank?"

Mason frowned slightly and said:

"Spider-Woman and Punisher? What's going on here? Is this the 'talent reserve' of the Star Society's various teams? But why did those clueless guys take Gwen away and leave you here?

You are obviously the greatest Spider-Man.

If it were me, even if I had to give up this world, I would take you away."

"You know a lot, young man."

Spider-Man snorted and agilely rolled in front of Mason, completely ignoring the black hole-like muzzle in Er Tong's hand and Captain Jack's half-drawn blade. He looked at Mason, with a hint of self-mockery in his voice, and said softly:

"Because I'm old, useless, and a burden. This is what your colleagues said when they persuaded Gwen to leave. They thought I couldn't hear them.

But in reality, it's just my spider senses that have degraded.

My hearing hasn't degraded."

"Old?"

Mason raised an eyebrow and replied:

"Spider-Man can also grow old? Your voice sounds like you're in your thirties at most, at most a middle-aged man.

Not to brag, but in my city, there's an old man who is already 38 years old but still takes the time to beat up a dozen thugs every night after dinner to aid digestion. That's what I call vigor."

And I don't believe Gwen Stacy would leave you because of this ridiculous reason. You must want to send her away from this hopeless world, so you had a big fight with her.

Right? "

"Shut up! Sharp-tongued young man."

Middle-aged Spider-Man clenched his fist angrily and waved at Mason.

He threatened:

"Don't think that I can't beat you just because I lost my spider sense! Your weird guns are useless against me!"

"Mason, something is coming towards us, very fast, like some kind of flying object! It has a strong electromagnetic signal, should be carrying some kind of monitoring device!...

Hide quickly."

Barbara's warning sounded in the communication, and the Spider-Man in front also looked at the special wristwatch on his wrist. He jumped a few steps into the downward parking lot.

A few seconds later, his somewhat cynical voice came from a distance:

"Come in, that's Sandman's lackey on patrol. Since you did help, I'll allow you to stay here for one night, but leave tomorrow morning!

We don't have any extra supplies to give you."

Mason nodded to his teammates, and Barbara quickly rushed over with her grappling gun. They entered the garage before the Vulture cruised to this block.

As soon as they entered, most of the electronic devices on Barbara's body were disrupted and unable to function properly. Obviously, there was some kind of "electronic defense" here to protect them from being discovered by the outside world.

The Vulture circled in the nearby sky for a few times, took photos of the burning block, and saw the burned zombies. He sneered and reported to Osborn:

"The 'mice' in the city just had a fight with the zombie gang. It seems that the zombies have failed again."

"Continue, Vulture."

The sinister voice of Electro with electric sound responded in the communication:

"The boss wants you to search the entire city before sunset, not even a block can be missed!"

"Bullshit boss!"

The Vulture complained:

"His trusted men are all dead before he came to find us, and he still has the face to say that he will make us rich and prosperous in the Starry Sky Society, but he can't even produce a door to the world.

It's just his luck!

If the Swordsman's team had encountered us first when they conquered this world, what would that sandman have to do! That bastard even feels honored to be a dog."

"I think so too, but you better not say it directly, you idiot."

Electro said impatiently:

"We are still the same as before, but Sandman is no longer the trash that Spider-Man beat up. We can't afford to provoke him now, go on patrol.

Come back and have a few drinks together at night. That guy named Constantine said he would treat us.

Tsk, another two-faced scum!"

Handsome dog Frank