"Let's go!"

The Green Devil in front of them was wearing a cool battle armor and blocking their way. He even threatened to take the "kidnapped" son from the K team. But Mason didn't have time to deal with him.

At the moment Dr. Otto issued a warning, Mason shouted towards Shacong.

"Everyone, come over here!"

The Black Mage shouted with a cigarette in his mouth, activating the teleportation rune with both hands.

The Kite Man rushed down and caught Catwoman, who was about to jump out of the window, in his arms. He continued to descend and caught the two female pirates who were about to jump out of the tenth-floor balcony. He activated the wing engine and flew with them into the distant night.

The two barrels and Barbara underground had already evacuated along the original route. They were well-educated by Batman and didn't forget to bring the captives.

Old Spider wanted to say a few words to the Green Devil, but Mason grabbed him and pulled him into the activated teleportation rune. They were sent out of the Osborne Tower and fell from a few meters high into the sandy beach washed by the dirty seawater.

"Doctor! Blow it up!"

Mason shouted.

In the next moment, a terrifying explosion rose into the sky in the dark.

Lady Elizabeth and Angelina had previously placed explosives in the designated locations inside the Osborne Tower according to the internal structure diagram given to the K team by Dr. Otto. Thanks to the chaos of the entire tower and the rampage of the zombie beasts, their actions went smoothly. The explosives were detonated and did not completely destroy the towering Osborne Tower.

However, the explosion that occurred in the most precise mechanical engine in the middle part of the tower destroyed the device that was continuously digging and collecting gravity hammers, immediately stopping its destructive mining.

The violent shaking that enveloped the entire coast and the distant city also came to a halt at this moment, barely stopping before the abandoned city entered its final destruction.

The fire ignited by the big explosion rose from the middle layer of the Osborne Tower and soon turned the towering building into a torch in the dark.

It was so bright that it almost completely illuminated the surrounding night sky.

This city was home to tens of thousands of employees of the Osborne Corporation. However, tonight's battle was limited to the Osborne Tower and did not damage their residential area. But the successive explosions still caused chaos in this shelter city.

It was like a sign.

It was just like the chaotic night of the invasion of the apocalypse, as if another desperate chaos was coming.

"Mason, the residential area is in chaos."

Barbara's voice sounded distorted in the communicator. She said:

"Jason and I saw many people screaming and rushing out of their beehive houses over here. The Osborne guards are too busy to take care of themselves. If this continues, it will cause a riot!

Should we do something?"

"Do we still have control of the city defense system?"

Mason got up from the dirty beach, wiping the mud off his face, and said:

"If we still have it, activate those alarm devices! Send out the drones too. Execute anyone who dares to cause trouble. We have a bit... um, the Green Devil is coming over.

We'll talk later!"

The young man stood up on the beach.

He could look up and see the green Green Devil armor rushing towards the beach at high speed. The flames bursting under his feet stretched a light arc in the night....

There were several wing-shaped floating cannons flying around the approaching guy, obviously the modified version of the Green Devil aircraft from before.

And the battle armor he was wearing was very familiar to Mason.

Wasn't that the modified version of the Mark series battle armor of Iron Man? So, the Norman Osborne appearing in front of them was actually the "Iron Patriot" version of the Dark Dynasty?

Tsk, such bad luck.

There were so many Green Devils in parallel worlds, why did they have to encounter the most difficult one?

"This guy's energy reaction is about to break through the sky. I can see with my naked eye how dangerous that battle suit is. Compared to that, the battle armor you stole from the Bat Kid is like junk.

Didn't they say this guy didn't join the Star Alliance?

Why do I feel that he is more difficult to deal with than the entire Hydra Squad combined?"

Shacong cursed and threw away the pack of cigarettes soaked in seawater in his hand. He hugged the grimoire and stood in front of Mason, pretending to be weak, and patted his shoulder, saying:

"You saw it too, Captain. I just exhausted my energy to help you deal with the sandstorm. I'm not very good at these mechanical things.

So, I'll leave him to you to deal with, okay?"

"Whoosh!"

A strong wind blew behind the three of them, and the Kite Man flew across the night sky and sent himself and the three ladies on his back to the captain before the energy of the mechanical wings ran out.When Catwoman jumped down, she handed the Widow Maker rifle she had picked up to Mason. He skillfully loaded it without aiming.

He even reached out to stop his teammates from acting impulsively.

This battle might not happen.

It mainly depends on how much reason Norman still has. They didn't come here to end the "terrorist regime" of the Green Goblin in this world.

That's something the old Spider-Man needs to consider, not their job.

"Hand it over!"

The Green Goblin flew over and hovered ten meters in front of Team K. The floating cannons beside him formed a circle, aiming their dark barrels and sparking muzzles at the unexpected guests.

As Shang Kang said, even without using scanning devices, one could feel that the energy reaction of this set of weapons was about to break through the sky.

This is normal.

If Mason guessed his identity correctly, this version of the Green Goblin in front of him is a ruthless character who can handle the "Sentry" type of super frontline hero.

Now, behind this old man is the burning Osborn Tower, but the Green Goblin did not show much concern for the loss of his industry.

He looked at Catwoman, who was hiding behind Mason and peeking out, and said coldly:

"Damn thief! Hand over what you took! Hand over my son! If he is harmed even a hair, I guarantee that you will all die in pain, which is a luxury."

"Norman! That's enough!"

The old Spider-Man couldn't listen anymore.

He took off his mask, stepped forward, and stood in front of Team K. His face was tired and his beard was unkempt.

But in that instant, there was no hatred or anger towards the Green Goblin in his eyes.

On the contrary, his eyes were filled with guilt and reluctance.

He said:...

"Harry is dead, your son, my best brother, died that night... Wake up!"

"Shut up, Peter."

The Green Goblin's tone became colder, and the two strange floating cannons beside him had begun to charge up.

He said:

"I told you not to appear in front of me! You ominous person! If it weren't for my Harry begging me to spare your life before he died, you would have died with your freak friends that night!

My son exchanged his life for yours, you should cherish it.

Now, get lost!

Don't bother me."

"Release it."

Mason said to Selina behind him.

Catwoman pouted, opened her bag, but instead of throwing out a living person, she released a very sophisticated bio-pod.

The thing landed on the beach in the center of the Green Goblin and Team K, and was activated by a backup power source as soon as it hit the ground, emitting a faint light under its glass cover, exposing the figure lying inside to everyone's eyes.

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Peter stared with wide eyes at the young man who seemed to be sleeping in the bio-pod.

The young man had black hair and a handsome face. He was lying in the bio-pod wearing a black jumpsuit. His face was lifelike, and even the slight movement of his nostrils breathing could be seen.

"Did you clone him?"

That was the first possibility that Spider-Man thought of.

He turned his head and glared at the Green Goblin, shouting:

"No! This is sacrilege!"

"This is not a clone."

Shang Kang, who had been watching coldly, squinted his eyes in that instant. Several runes flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he seemed to have seen through the truth of the thing in front of him. He said softly:

"This is your deceased friend!

There are still traces of some advanced magic on him... Hmm, it should be sophisticated time magic. I can feel the disorder of time passing when I get close to him."

The person present who was most knowledgeable about magic rubbed his chin and speculated:

"If I'm not mistaken, this Harry Osborn was forcibly 'pulled' out of the past time flow by someone. This is not a clone, it's not some low-level plaything.

He is the person you remember.

No doubt about it."

"So, they used the past Harry Osborn to win you over?"

After seeing the "treasure" stolen by Selina, Mason also understood. He looked up at the Green Goblin slowly descending from the sky and said:

"This is why you accepted the arrangement of the Star Alliance and became a collaborator in the subordinate world? If I'm not mistaken, this time magic must have some kind of limitation, right?

For example, it needs to be regularly recharged, otherwise your child who you regained will leave you again."

"Yes, that's right, typical evil style."

Shang Kang chimed in:

"Many hell creatures control their valued followers like this, giving them an irresistible 'gift' and completely trapping them with this 'kindness.'

You know you have taken the wrong path.""But the tighter you hold on, the harder it is to turn back."

"Shut up!"

The Green Devil completely ignored the meaningful words of these two guys.

He reached out with his precise gauntlet to touch the creature capsule in front of him, and a sense of relief appeared on Old Norman's face when he saw his sleeping son....

As if the irritable him just now had instantly become calm and rational after retrieving his precious treasure.

"Get lost."

He said to the K Squad:

"The Cleaners have noticed what happened here, and I don't think you want to deal with them either. I learned from the Sandman that there are similar taboos within the Star Alliance."

"Is that it?"

The Kite Man, who was already prepared for a big battle with a defender machine gun in hand, raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice:

"We broke into your city, destroyed your machines, burned your home, and killed your lackeys. But is that it? You came charging at us fully armed, shouldn't we fight before discussing all this?"

"If you were someone with a bit of ability, would you be willing to stoop down and become the king of the garbage dump?"

Old Norman sneered and said:

"As for the Sandman, that idiot lost his value in my eyes the moment he escaped back to this world after the entire army was wiped out. I have cultivated more pioneers in the Star Alliance. Whether he is here or not, it's all the same.

If it weren't for that damn female thief stealing my child, I would only have accompanied Otto in a play, and then watched you bugs fight and kill each other for my amusement."

"What do you mean by that?"

Not only Mason and the K Squad, even the outsider Spider-Man, also noticed something strange.

He asked:

"What do you mean by saying that you have more than one pioneer under you?"

"Do I need to make it clearer? Frank Castle, Gwen Stacy, the Defenders, and even the Avengers and Coulson's S.H.I.E.L.D...."

The Green Devil sneered at Peter Parker and said:

"Those superheroes or villains who survived the apocalypse, hmm, poor Peter, have you drunk away your originally smart brain these years?

Do you really think I would allow those outsiders who don't know where they came from to easily take away the last group of strong people in this world?

I know more than you do.

The arrival of the apocalypse and everything that happened afterwards are unstoppable. The appearance of this disaster has nothing to do with the Star Alliance or the Cleaners.

They...

They are just playing a cruel and pitiful role in this grand event.

No, I actually never hated them."

He looked at Spider-Man with a surprised expression, seemingly enjoying the feeling of looking at a fool.

He said:

"But you seem to be immersed in meaningless anger and hatred. Even though more than three years have passed, you still feel despair for the betrayal you encountered?

When you needed help the most, the 'surrenderists' led by Tony Stark ignored your plea for help and even joined the invaders after the war.

You think they betrayed you.

But the cruel truth is not like that."

The Green Devil connected the energy from his own battle armor to his son's life support capsule. As he adjusted the data of the bio-capsule, he casually shared a secret:

"The night before Tony Stark left with that group of people, he had a conversation with Steve Rogers, who was determined to fight the invaders to the end....

It wasn't just the two of them participating in that conversation, I can tell you clearly that I was also there.

Do you understand what I mean?

The arrival of the apocalypse is a disaster, but every disaster is full of opportunities. The only question is whether you have the vision to seize those opportunities.

All of this has been arranged.

It's all part of the plan.

Poor Peter.

The Star Alliance and their superiors thought they had conquered us, but in fact, we also used them to complete a 'rebirth by borrowing a shell'.

This world certainly needs a group of passionate heroes to die for it in times of crisis, but for existence itself, perhaps this apocalypse in front of you needs a group of people who can continue its existence to live for it.

Really.

Don't hate them.

The pain they suffered when making choices is no less than yours, and they even have the double burden of conscience and self-reproach."

"You!

Peter Parker.

You could have been one of these 'pioneers', searching for opportunities for us in countless parallel worlds. But you chose to indulge in decadence."

The entire beach fell silent.

After a few seconds, Mrs. Elizabeth, who had slightly opened her mouth, said softly:"Do you not inform your own people before doing such things? Then aren't the people who died for the world that night dying in vain?"

"No."

Zha Kang blew out a smoke ring and glanced at Mason, shaking his head as he said, "The sacrifices of the brave make the surrender of these 'defectors' seem more genuine. Perhaps this is the greatest meaning behind that arranged death.

But Norman, why are you telling us this?"

"Because you are the 'messengers'! You are the other 'possibility' that I have been waiting for."

Green Devil took off his mechanical helmet.

His old and thin face stared at Mason like a hawk staring at a rabbit, saying, "When the Sandman recounted everything he suffered in your world, I knew there was something fishy about this. Your appearance and decisive execution proved my speculation.

There is also a 'resistance force' within the upper echelons of the Starry Sky Society.

I don't know how a rookie like you got involved with such characters, but I need your help to bridge the gap for us!

Mason Cooper.

We, the 'exiled survivors of the apocalypse,' want to be friends with the small organization behind you. We have a common goal, and we can cooperate completely.

But before we can truly negotiate, you need to make a decision."

Old Norman turned his head and looked at the lights shining on the distant sea.

He revealed a sinister smile that was enough to scare children, and said to Mason, "The Cleaners are coming. They are my lackeys who monitor me. You can choose how to interact with them, Mason.

They don't care which team's base world this is, so you can take over for that idiot Sandman and continue to deceive them. After all, all they want is the Gravity Hammer.

Their appetite, in my opinion, is very small.

Or, you can find a way to kill them and blame it on me, cutting off our escape route so that you and the people behind you won't doubt my sincerity.

Now the decision is in your hands, Mason.

Do you want to make a decision for the important figures behind you? Do you want to cooperate with us, the ones who have been 'struggling to survive' after the apocalypse?

Empty words are not trustworthy.

Only by staining our hands with the blood of a common enemy can trust be established.

But do you have the courage for it?"