"Detected high-level alchemical compound, analyzing... This item is the 'Legendary Item: Perfect Recovery Potion', which instantly heals all injuries except for [death] and purifies all curses and negative states when consumed.
Alchemy branch: High-level creation.
Drinkable times [1/3]
The complete formula requires Alchemy Lv7 to analyze, and the formula for 'Recovery Potion: Beginner' has been collected."
The pulsing prompt appeared in Mason's translucent screen, reflecting the rainbow light of the amber liquid in the crystal bottle in his eyes.
Perhaps this thing represented the foundation of the C-level personnel of the Star Alliance, but the ace in the hole that Old K used to turn the tide had already been grasped by the young man.
"McGee? Who's that?"
Old K, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, weak and disarmed, gritted his teeth and asked.
His crossbow and hand crossbow had been damaged in the battle, and the giant hunting knife was still stuck in the head of the eight-eyed giant spider. The one-handed sword he carried with him had been taken by Mason.
He knew he was finished, but he wanted to be a clear-headed ghost.
"You just used McGee's knife to kill McGee's family, and you're asking who McGee is? You're a cold-blooded person."
Mason put away the crystal bottle and said softly, while Old K understood everything at this moment. He coughed and covered his chest, which was pierced by the poisonous spider's leg, and said hoarsely:
"The giant zombie on the magic platform? So he's McGee... You! You knew when you gave me this knife... No! You had a plan to execute this step when you entered here.
You know them!
Professor McGee who turned into a cat, Mr. Potter who had an invisibility cloak, McGee who raised monsters but died in a foreign land, Mao Mao, Aragog, Fang Fang... You knew this world before you came, and you understand this world better than the Star Alliance...
Hehe, I actually invited the Grim Reaper into my team with my own hands.
I am really honored and deserve it!"
The old hunter coughed up black blood, staring at Mason who picked up his golden sword and said hoarsely:
"You, Mason Cooper, who are you? What are you doing disguised as a 17-year-old high school student hiding in Gotham? For a new life?
Bah!
You monster!"
"I am not the monster in your mouth. I know all of this is just a beautiful blessing that comes with a new life."
Mason stepped forward with his sword and said to Old K:
"We really have no grudges, but I must kill you now. To be honest, taking a life is not something that will make me feel happy."
"Then ridicule me to your heart's content. That's how losers should be treated."
Old K lowered his head and let out a low laugh.Watching him grasp the item hanging from his chest with bloody hands, Mason's expression changed as he stepped forward and pressed down on the old hunter's shoulder.
The single-handed sword with a golden eagle handle decoration swiped through the blind light, piercing the old hunter's heart with a "pu" sound. Then, with a flick of the wrist, it shattered the weakly pulsating object.
But in the next instant, his hand was held by Old K's fingers like a tiger's claws, preventing him from pulling out the sword.
"You're not bad..."
The old hunter said in a low voice as if he was coming back to life:
"But piercing the heart won't kill a demon hunter who has survived the grass trial. Next time, you should be more ruthless. This will make you go further on this path."
Mason felt that the old man wanted to take him to death, so he gritted his teeth and drew the double-barreled pistol from his waist, aiming at Old K's abdomen and firing two shots in succession, almost tearing Old K's body apart.
But Old K did not fight back.
Instead, he pulled something out of his clothes with his other hand, tremblingly handing it to Mason.
His fingers opened.
It was not a bomb or a killing weapon that could destroy everything, but a blood-stained black pendant strung together with delicate chains.
It was like some kind of mysterious symbol.
The thing swayed back and forth between Old K and Mason, letting the young man see the pattern engraved on it clearly. It was a carved decoration like a black panther.
"It's a 'cat'."
Blood surged from the corners of Old K's mouth.
He held Mason's hand holding the sword tightly, coughing and saying:
"And I am the last cat... After I die, those stories are destined to be forgotten, and one less person will remember the people who have passed away from their hometown. Take it, Mason Cooper.
Help them when they come to find you.
You defeated me, you are stronger than me, and they need you more than me.
Mason!
Never!
Never trust anyone from the stars!
Don't trust those hounds...
Don't become a hound.
Remember my failed appearance, this is the end of the hound!"
Old hunter's face, covered in blood and twisted by toxins, showed an indescribable smile to Mason. Then he lowered his head, and his breath was completely cut off.
"Successfully executed a humanoid special creature, combat proficiency increased."
The cold prompt appeared on Mason's screen, confirming Old K's death. But the old hunter's last whisper left the young man puzzled.
He pried open Old K's fingers and pulled out the sword, hesitated for a moment, and then took the black iron pendant that he called "cat" from Old K's hand.
It could be seen that Old K cherished this thing very much and always kept it close to him.Mason placed the pendant in front of him, and a information label popped up after a second:
Witcher · Cat School Inheritance Badge
Quality: Epic Item · Supreme Craftsmanship
Characteristic: Only viewable by those with the bloodline of a Witcher
Effect: Most of the effects of this item are only open to official Witchers, but the special magical power added during forging allows all wearers to sense the special magical changes within 300 yards and to sense female spellcasters who are nearby.
Item Description: Your badge is vibrating! I think you know what that means?
"It really is this thing!"
Mason's eye twitched a bit.
In fact, when the young man mentioned the "grass trial" before Old K, he had a premonition. Now that he had obtained Old K's legacy, he confirmed his guess.
He couldn't help but take a look at the deceased Old K.
This guy never revealed his real name, so Mason couldn't judge whether he was one of the familiar NPCs.
But it is certain that the Starry Sky Society has also entered the world of Witchers and Warlocks. Old K came from there, but his last words showed that although he was a member of the Starry Sky Society, he seemed to not be on the same page as them.
He seemed to have some secret organization.
With this kind of thinking, Mason squatted down in front of Old K, reached out and took his magic storage bag from the hunter's waist, and searched for it again.
This guy was really poor.
Apart from the sword and the tattered leather armor on his body, there was nothing else.
It can be guessed that he lost almost all of his collections when his previous team was wiped out. Even the perfect recovery potion had only one use left, so the fierceness of that battle could be guessed.
"You only gave me the badge and the sword. What about your most important Gwent cards as a Witcher?"
The young man quipped, and when he was about to stand up, he reached out and grabbed the spider leg that pierced Old K's body, and forcefully pulled it out and threw it into his backpack.
He planned to start modifying the penguin's armed umbrella after returning. This thing could just replace the tip of the combat spear and also had a biological poison. If it was poked, it would die.
Mason stood up and made a victory gesture to the kite man who was alertly flying in the sky. The latter laughed like a ghost crying and howling in the air, but the next moment, he was blown away by the wind and his trajectory of flying and landing deviated towards the Forbidden Forest.
Mason looked at his foolish little brother screaming and falling into the dark forest without saying a word.He breathed a sigh of relief and planned to ride his motorcycle to pick him up, but before leaving, he walked to the corpse of the eight-eyed giant spider, took Hagrid's hunting knife, and searched the badly burnt abdomen of the giant spider for two relatively intact poison sacs and a large mass of solidifying spider silk.
These things might come in handy later.
He put on his invisibility cloak and returned to his flying motorcycle, taking another look at the golden eagle sword handle in his hand. This thing was also a legacy of Old K.
Mason placed it in front of him and took out a piece of cloth to wipe off the poison and blood on it. The blade was still shining brightly and emitting a creepy aura.
Its information label also popped up, allowing Mason to see its name and effects:
Sujie's Eagle · Asasin Battle Blade
Quality: Legendary Forged Item · Perfect Craftsmanship
Status: Extraordinary Sharpness · Lightness · Deadly Elegance · Demon Hunter Forging Technique Steel Sword Modification [Toughness] · Demon Hunter Enchantment Magic Infused [Break]
Effect: The light and deadly assassin's blade ignores all armor when attacking, and has a chance to refract light and blind and stun all enemies in the surrounding area with each swing.
The magic infusion [Break] extends the effective attack range of the assassin's blade and adds the effect of [Limb Break] to the attack.
Manufacturer: Sujie of Saint Denis
Item Description: Old K sacrificed his six "teammates" to obtain this sword, which made him infamous in the organization, but it was all worth it, right?
Mason squinted his eyes when he saw the description of the sword.
He probably guessed how Old K's previous team was wiped out and where Old K went in the previous world.
If the world gate that Old K used could be located, it meant that as long as Mason went back, he could enter at least three different worlds, including the world under his feet, through that gate.
Don't forget that Old K was also a "distinguished guest" on Queen Annie's Revenge.
"You really are a 'great traveler.' I can't help but start to guess your epic story."
Mason took out the last bit of fuel from his backpack and poured it on the corpse of Old K kneeling there, and then poured some on the corpse of the eight-eyed giant spider before lighting it up.
As the flames rose, the young man mounted his flying motorcycle and flew towards the Forbidden Forest with his loot.
Once he received the Kite Man, he should go back to the ruins of Hogwarts to find the relic left by Mr. Potter, and then they could say goodbye to this dangerous world and return to the warm and peaceful Gotham.
This is really ridiculous!
Mason never thought that one day he would use words like "peace and love" to describe that ghostly place, Gotham.Just as he was complaining about heading towards the Forbidden Forest, a miserable scream suddenly rang out from the forest ahead, causing the young man to furrow his brows and immediately twist the handlebars to accelerate, roaring into the dark forest.
He soon saw the Kite Man.
The guy's green outfit made him very conspicuous here, but he was in a bad situation, lying in a pitiful posture on a rock, as if he had fallen.
When Mason jumped off the motorcycle and saw Kite Man's condition, he took a cold breath. The guy's abdomen and legs had been almost completely torn apart by something claw-like.
"Run, Mason!"
As the young man rushed over, the dying Kite Man waved his blood-stained hand and shouted:
"There's a dragon here! A fire-breathing dragon! It attacked me, and it's still nearby... run! Don't come any closer! Tell my son that his dad loves him... run!"
Kite Man's shout made Mason's blood run cold.
He stopped and turned his head to see a huge and terrifying shadow flying over the Forbidden Forest, its zombified and withered wings still fierce, casting a shadow that almost covered the sky when it spread out.
That was definitely not something that Mason's three different-sized explosive hunting rifles could handle. The young man turned around and rushed back to the motorcycle, turning away and leaving under Kite Man's grateful and regretful gaze.
The tertiary antagonist lay on the bloodstained rock like a sacrifice to the zombie dragon. He must have had regrets that, after fighting against Old K, he still could not return home.
But as far as a villain's career was concerned, his own ending was also a unique classic. Just ask those super villains in Gotham City, which one is qualified to die in the mouth of a legendary dragon?
The VIPs at Arkham Asylum certainly didn't have that kind of treatment.
But soon, the Kite Man, who was waiting to die, heard the sound of an engine getting closer and closer.
He struggled to open his eyes and saw Mason, who was wearing an invisibility cloak, returning and jumping off the motorcycle to run over, pulling him and stuffing him into the car bucket.
"It's no use."
Kite Man struggled to say:
"Look at my wounds, I'm done for. Don't bother, just run and tell my son that I..."
Before he could finish his last words, something hard, long, and warm was shoved into his mouth, blocking all his words.
Find the original at "pawread dot com".
"You can go and tell your son what you want to say yourself. Don't shirk this responsibility."
Mason's eyes were full of heartache and regret.
He looked at the perfect recovery potion poured out from the crystal bottle inserted into his little brother's mouth, and while twisting the handlebars and rushing out, he murmured:"The drink I gave you could have made me as rich as Bruce Wayne... So, you owe me more than just one life, Charles. Get ready to work and pay off your debt for the rest of your life."
Seeing the "food" taken away, the zombie dragon was obviously angry. It took a deep breath in the air and then sprayed the zombie venom mixed with high-temperature flames towards the flying motorcycle that was trying to escape.
In the face of despair, Mason glanced at the prominent red button on the motorcycle dashboard.
Without hesitation, he pressed it.
"Boom!"
In the next instant, amidst the screams of the two men, blue flames spewed out of the exhaust pipe of the flying motorcycle, and the speed instantly exceeded several times the speed of sound. With a swoosh, they flew out of the burning Forbidden Forest and disappeared without a trace.
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Two hours later, Kite Man, who thought he was dead, woke up slowly. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to touch his crotch.
Hmm, this action was somewhat obscene.
But for a man, the return of his little brother torn by dragon claws was the greatest luck. Therefore, Kite Man jumped up with excitement in the next instant.
Everything that happened before seemed like a nightmare.
But now that the dream has awakened, he not only felt full of strength all over his body, but even some old injuries on his body were completely healed.
The whole person suddenly became several years younger, returning from a man in his thirties to a golden state in his twenties.
He danced around like a madman for a long time, and then shouted to release the joy of escaping from death. After going crazy for a while, he calmed down and picked up his tattered kite wreckage to cover his indecent lower body and looked around.
He found that he had returned to the other side of the lake.
And it was already evening, the blue flying motorcycle was quietly parked on the grass by the lake, and Mason Cooper had lit a bonfire and was leisurely cooking dinner in a pot.
Next to him was an old-fashioned black men's briefcase from the World War II era.
"I seem to have missed a lot."
Kite Man walked over with a smirk, sat down by the campfire, and said to Mason:
"Did you find the relic left by the savior?"
"Yeah, it was in the abandoned tower spire, easy to find, there weren't even any magic traps."
Mason touched the Cat School badge hanging around his neck and patted the briefcase beside him, saying to Kite Man:
"Rest here for the night, tomorrow morning... we'll go home."
