As the elevator on the 14th floor opened, several Osborn guards holding weapons were suddenly attacked by a guy in gray battle clothes.

Behind that guy, there was another guy with a sword who quickly approached and brutally stabbed the first guard who had gotten up.

"Splat"

Blood splattered.

"Successfully completed a melee execution, proficiency in combat skills increased."

Mason looked at the prompt that appeared in front of him with disdain, pushed aside the guard in front of him who had been stabbed through the heart, and the other guys had already been knocked down by the old spider who was still going strong, so he didn't need to finish them off.

He looked at the chaotic 14th floor of the Osborn Tower in front of him, and then looked at the sword in his hand. This silver longsword was bloodless, and as Mason sheathed the sword, the last drop of blood fell to the ground.

He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the information label of the sword floated in front of his eyes:

Remodeled Griffin's Revenge Sword

Quality: Epic forging/inscription item · supreme craftsmanship

Status: Damaged repair · quality reduced

Traits: Extraordinary demon-breaking · repulsion of filth · magic resistance · blade of protection · absorption and growth · calamity inscription

New item effects:

Calamity: The ghost captain added ghost ship's grudge iron to it during the repair process, giving this angry weapon the power to inflict calamity on opponents.

Each hit will inflict a "Weakness Curse" on the target, the wounds torn by this sword will cause "Bleeding" and be difficult to heal, and enemies killed by this sword will have their souls torn apart, causing "Annihilation".

Creator: Fairy King Lagnak I

Repairer: Will Turner

Item description: It's not a perfect repair, but it's already pretty good. After all, if you want a good item, you have to do it yourself.

"It's really a good thing! Killing without spilling blood. Unfortunately, I still don't like close combat with enemies, it feels too dangerous."

Mason muttered quietly, and drew his Widowmaker precision rifle from behind.

In the instant the safety was opened, the gun body, which looked like a long box, quickly transformed with a mechanical feel, and finally, the black barrels popped out on both sides.

The energy slot behind the gun body also lit up, indicating that it was fully loaded.

"Get down!"

He shouted.

The old spider rolled in place and jumped onto the ceiling in a flash, and in the next second, a large group of heavily armed guards rushed over amidst the piercing alarm.

Mason, who was kneeling on the ground, activated the Eye of Death. Time almost stood still at this moment, and his precision rifle in his hand didn't need to be charged. With the help of engineering piercing rounds, he could easily shatter the exoskeleton armor of these guys in front of him.

"Bang bang"

Two shots were fired consecutively after being fully charged. The accelerated armor-piercing kinetic energy rounds pierced through the group of heavily armed guards in front of him like popping balloons, and also blew up the wall in the process.

The dazzling blood mixed with dust splattered and sprayed all over the place, showcasing the brutal killing power of K Squad's new weapon to the extreme.

"I don't doubt your determination, Peter, but it's already this late, can you be a little more ruthless? We don't have time to deal with these small fries. Once they react, we will be overwhelmed by their overwhelming numbers."...

Mason stood up and complained:

"And I think your current state is suspicious. Don't tell me you're already prepared to go and never come back, like those terrible third-rate stories, sacrificing yourself to kill the villain and bring hope to this doomsday or something.

Whether it's destruction or salvation, it's a long process.

It's not a problem that can be solved by killing one or two people."

"No, I'm thinking about something else. My ex-wife and my daughter are still waiting for me to come home. I don't plan on losing my life here."

The old spider defended himself:

"And it's been a long time since I participated in such intense battles. I need some time to find my rhythm."

Mason looked skeptical, twisted the muzzle, and fired a shot, blowing up the core of an automatic patrol mech through two walls. Then he glanced at the old spider in front of the pile of corpses and said:

"What? Does my cold-bloodedness make you uncomfortable?"

"No, the way you use a gun reminds me of Frank."

Spider-Man said in a low voice:

"And he's much more ruthless than you."

"Frank Castle? Come on, I know you're complimenting me."

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Mason opened the team communication while complaining:

"At least his marksmanship is at least level 8 or above, and his near-unbeatable firearm adaptation is a perfect talent. How can I compare with him? Kang? Selina? Is anyone on the 14th floor?

Come and join me!"

"Mason, John went to the top floor to hold off the Sandstorm, Charles is fighting the Vulture outside, you can see it from the window! Elizabeth and I are installing explosives all the way down from the 14th floor!

Don't worry about us, Captain.

It's chaos here, but we can take care of ourselves... Bang."

Before Pirate Angelina could finish her sentence, she screamed and started firing frantically at certain people. Mrs. Elizabeth took over the communication and said to Mason:

"Be careful, Mason. We released McGee and Yaya, and those two guys are freely preying here. Hmm, it seems I don't need to feed them today.

They will definitely eat their fill."

"What about Selina?"

Mason asked as he approached the window:

"Where is our Catwoman?"

"She went on a free hunt, but before that, she said she was going to visit the owner of the Osborn Tower and said she felt some secrets here.

We haven't had any contact with her for ten minutes."Elizabeth briefly cut off the communication, and Mason looked up to see the Kite Man soaring over with his little wings. He was firing his kinetic light machine gun in the air, while the more powerful and cooler Vulture was swooping over like a hawk preying on a pigeon, flapping its mechanical wings.

Mason set up his gun at the window and said to the Kite Man:

"Do you need my help, Charles? I can blow his head off with one shot. I won't miss at this distance."

"No! Boss, hurry up and help Zha Kang on the rooftop."

While Charles was dodging the missiles fired by the Vulture with his exquisite flying skills, he shouted to Mason:

"I just saw him being beaten up by a sandstorm on the rooftop. He seems to be no match, or he might be slacking off! Oh, right, I also saw Selina, on the second floor from the rooftop...

She's being chased by a weird-looking guy.

But she should be able to handle it.

Leave the Vulture to me, boss. Selina secretly put my flight control chip into this guy's mechanical wings, and it's now executing the cracking program.

Soon!

These powerful and cool wings will be mine!

Hahaha, this is the spoils of war I want! None of you interfere!"

"Alright."

Mason glanced at the Kite Man, who was flying around in the air, luring the Vulture into performing various acrobatic maneuvers. This guy seemed to be more interested in "inspecting the goods" than in a deadly fight.

He seemed to want to see how far the Vulture's mechanical wings could perform?

"Even after joining the Star Council, the Sinister Six hasn't improved at all."

Mason put away his rifle and said to the old Spider next to him:

"No wonder Sandman left them here as reserves. These guys are indeed weak, being toyed with by my D-level team."

"Weak?"

The old Spider defended his "old rivals":

"You should see the level of your team! Just Jason Todd alone could take down the Vulture when he gets serious! That guy can even keep up with my speed in close combat...

Damn!

He's not even a superhuman!"

"Bang"

Mason swung his gun and shattered the glass in front of him, then jumped onto the outside balcony and fired his grappling gun upwards.

He didn't have time to take the elevator up slowly. Zha Kang might not be able to hold on any longer, he needed support now.

Spider-Man also swung out.

The two rushed towards the rooftop quickly, but as they were about to approach the rooftop balcony that was already shrouded in sand, a sudden gunshot caused the grappling hook in Mason's hand to break in the middle.

The young man's body suddenly lightened, and then he fell towards the ground from this nearly two hundred meters high place under the "call" of Mother Earth.

"Whoosh"

A bundle of white spider silk caught Mason's foot in an instant, and the old Spider stepped on the rooftop balcony and casually swung Mason into the broken window below.

"There's a sniper! I'll take him out, you go help Zha Kang, I'll be right up."

Mason's voice rang out in the communicator, telling the old Spider:

"Remember to stay away from Zha Kang, he might use you, a cynical old cutie, as cannon fodder when he's at a disadvantage..."

Spider-Man looked back.

On the rooftop, it was like a large amount of quicksand was rolling and strangling something. This was Sandman's original ability, combined with the messy enhancement of B-level personnel, creating a "big scene" by controlling the gale.

Wherever the sandstorm went, everything was ground and shredded, but in the center of the sandstorm, there was still a cluster of constantly shining green light, like a shelter in the sandstorm.

That should be Mason's team member "Zha Kang".

"What kind of crappy name is that?"

The old Spider complained, swung out his spider silk, broke through the sandstorm, and swung towards Constantine's direction.

He had a wealth of experience in dealing with Sandman, and he knew how to break the situation at this moment.

On Mason's side, he rolled into the building with a tactical roll and hid in the corner, holding a precision rifle and opening the combat assistance to target in this power-off mess...

But a strange boomerang-like thing whizzed out from the darkness, making an exaggerated angle and slashing towards Mason's neck.

"Bang"

The young man ducked to avoid the boomerang's slash, but was hit in the chest by something else.

He looked down and found that it was a...

Pen?

Mason pulled out the pen that had almost pierced his heart and threw it aside, then threw several engineering grenades into the dim area in front of him to cover his entry into another hiding place.

He was constantly attacked by all kinds of strange things.

The characteristics of those things were that they were very accurate and their trajectories were very strange, making Mason unable to lock the enemy's position based on the trajectory.

"This is not super shooting, at least not the kind of super shooting I understand."

He adjusted his breathing, used the free aiming frame to search for the enemy while squinting his eyes and thinking:

"With such versatile and ever-changing throwing skills... Bullseye? Is he here too? But in Zha Kang's situation, there is no such guy in the reserve members of the Hydra Squad.

So, is he serving for the real master of the Osborn Tower, Norman Osborn?"

"Bang"

A golf ball flew over at an extremely high speed, bounced off the wall above Mason's head, and smashed hard towards Mason's head. The young man dodged it by moving to the side.

But this movement exposed his position, and then several boomerangs flew towards Mason's position.

This made the young man grit his teeth.The damn crazy killer was obviously teasing him in a cruel way, like a cat playing with a mouse. But Mason was not one to sit and wait for death.

He couldn't catch the killer's exact location. The guy moved like a ghost in the darkness. But he knew the guy must be hiding behind the messy office in front of him.

Mason rolled tactically to dodge the flying boomerang. In the scream and roar of the boomerang hitting the hat, his hat was cut open, just inches away from his skull.

"Snap!"

He took something out of his pocket and threw it towards the dim area in front of him. The thing flew in the air like a grenade and was shattered by a toothpick thrown by the hidden target.

The bottle, designed to shatter upon impact, shattered in the air, followed by a low, inhuman roar in the battlefield.

Just like magic.

The zombie king, who had been shrunk and brought out by Mason using a voodoo spell, slammed onto the ground. The still somewhat rational super mutant zombie king immediately sensed the presence of a living person.

It climbed up and rushed towards the hiding place of the target, getting hit by various projectiles and bullets along the way.

But for a zombie, it couldn't feel pain.

With a bang, the red-eyed zombie king swung its mutated fists and smashed the wardrobe where the target was hiding. The killer, wearing a black tight suit with a black and white target symbol on his forehead, dodged in a sorry state.

He pulled out a high-tech-looking pistol, shot without aiming, and emptied a magazine, blowing off the zombie king's head. Then he jumped up and threw a grenade towards the target.

But at the same time, Mason, who was already kneeling and shooting from behind, locked onto his target.

In the instant the target landed, a smile appeared on Mason's lips as he pulled the trigger.

With a buzzing charging sound, a bullet accelerated to the extreme flew out of the barrel, and the target turned around as if sensing something at that moment.

"Bang!"

His head lifted up, and his whole body was lifted into the air by a tremendous impact. The black and white target symbol on his forehead shattered, and blood gushed out.

The bullet hit the bullseye.

But Mason didn't stop there. In the moment the bullet was shot, he quickly rushed over, pulled out the kinetic pistol from his waist, and fired eleven shots in the direction where the target fell, emptying a whole magazine.

Amidst the rising smoke, Mason still didn't receive a kill prompt.

Even though eleven cursed bullets plus one charged bullet had penetrated the target's small brain.

But he was only severely injured and unconscious, not dead.

Mason crouched down and looked at the target in front of him, who had been beaten up like a psychopath. A peculiar silver-white substance seeped out from under the torn scalp.

"Adamantium... So it's the enhanced version."

The captain of Team K breathed a sigh of relief, took out a bat lock, locked the guy up, and threw him into the portable suitcase he carried. He glanced at the zombie king, whose head had been blown off by a grenade, but was still alive.

This guy didn't die either!

The vitality of this super zombie king was truly astonishing.

"You can turn it into a soulless corpse with evil voodoo, Mason."

The torn hat said weakly:

"Its physique is amazing, definitely a top-notch voodoo material. As you can see, it's not of much use, but it's more than enough to be a target to attract firepower for you."

"That's what I think too."

Mason took out an enchanted bottle to retrieve the miserable zombie king. At that moment, a voice came from his communication channel, sounding weak:

"Little Mason, I just heard the unique sound of your gun. I'm near you. Help me! Hurry! I stole something incredible!

Also, I think I've attracted someone incredible.

That old man named Norman Osborn seems to be much more powerful than the pretentious sandstorm."

"What did you steal to attract the big boss behind the scenes?"

Mason asked in surprise. The catwoman endured the pain, laughed hoarsely, and said:

"His most important treasure, his... son."

"Huh?"