Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

One person is desperate to die for another person, either in an interest that cannot be denied, or out of feelings that exceed the threat of death.

The people in the hall are not emotionless creatures, but to be honest, they will not give up their "noble" lives for Bruce. After the crazy Cyber ​​beats poor Earl seriously, the pungent smell of blood , So that everyone present rushed to the hall door.

Ducard didn't stop all of this. He knew that the first offensive he had carefully prepared against Bruce had just been disintegrated.

Just because of a bastard who doesn't know his identity!

"who are you?"

Standing in the midst of the rushing crowd, Ducard's body was like a pillar in the stream. A panicked woman almost ran into him and was supported by a gentleman Ducard. The lady thanked him in tears, Ducard. Stepping out of the way, she ran away in a panic. Behind her, like an old gentleman walking out of the English story, Ducat clenched the cane and slowly pulled out the sword.

When seeing Ducard's posture, Saber's heart sank.

The cane is a weapon with a high level of force, but frankly speaking, its use difficulty is definitely one of the best among all slashing weapons. The hilt is extremely short, and the requirements for wrist flexibility and strength are extremely high, and it can be used well. The swordsman is definitely a real master of martial arts.

"Insolent person! How dare you break into my trial?"

Ducat took a step forward. Behind him, the dozen or so subordinates pulled out their weapons one after another. The indifferent man on the second floor quickly walked downstairs, holding a black pistol in his hand, but was caught by Bruce. The fist hit his chest, and the three people around rushed towards Bruce. The man in the suit fought them straight in the hall.

All the guests have already left. This scene was not seen by anyone. Cyber ​​let Alfred go.

"Get our armor ready... this guy, it's hard to deal with!"

Afo and Lucius glanced at Ducard and the guys with weapons. They wanted to leave, but the door was blocked. Cyber ​​ignored the scene and pointed the pistol in front of him. Ducard, under the mask, he sounded with a hint of mockery,

"What age is this, and there are still people using swords? Sorry, but are you really an old ghost from the Middle Ages? Look at the clothes you wear. They look exactly like those dead."

"gun?"

Ducat waved his finger behind him, and the guards behind him ran in the direction of Bruce. The four guys had been crushed and beaten by Bruce. They were one of the most powerful geniuses in the Shadow Warrior League. An elite is really not enough.

And Ducard's meaning is already obvious, he has to deal with Cyber ​​by himself, the bastard who destroys his first-hand directing drama.

"You are the "red ghost", right? In fact, your statement can be changed. I still can't understand it. Why do some people think that a gun can deal with all opponents?"

The ninja master gently waved the sword in his hand, and the thin blade seemed to shake out an afterimage in the air, but after a move of his wrist, the afterimage quickly disappeared and turned into a silver blade again.

Ducard looked at Cyber ​​in front of him, with a playful smile on his mouth.

"The gun is the most stupid weapon. The bullet becomes innocent after it leaves the barrel. It is not even as easy to use as a bow and arrow. The least arrow can change direction, and are you sure you can really hit me? "

"boom"

Cyber ​​responded with practical actions. He aimed at Ducat’s heart. At a distance of less than 10 meters, a bullet could hit him in just one-thirtieth of a second, almost by pressing the trigger. At that moment, Ducard's figure was blurred, as if light and shadow were swaying.

"Pala"

A cup behind Ducard was shattered by a bullet, and Ducard himself still had that mysterious smile on his face. This scene made Cyber's brain a little dizzy, but Master Ninja did not leave him too much. At the same time he pulled the trigger for the second time, Ducard's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"It's me."

"puff"

A scorching heat entered the abdomen, followed by the pain gushing from the bone marrow and every cell. He lowered his head and saw Ducat’s sword pierced his lower abdomen and blood flowed out of the wound. He heard Ducat’s faint voice ringing in his ears,

"Otherwise, why are we called Shadow Warriors?"

"Ahem... change, mutant?"

Saibo struggling to ask, this sword is extremely accurate, piercing a sword in the vital part, like opening a gap in a balloon, Saibo feels that his body's strength is rapidly losing, but his problem But Ducard laughed.

"Stop kidding, boy."

Ducard put his black gloved hand on Saber’s shoulder and gave him a light push. Saber’s body shook. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab something, but finally felt his arms grow more and more. Weak, then fell to the ground, the pistol hit the masonry in the hall, making a crisp sound.

"Mutant?"

Ducard took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood on the sword, and then threw the handkerchief on Saibo's body, watching Saibo's blood slowly flow out, and the snow-white meal behind him The cloth was dyed red, and the ninja master breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you humiliating me?"

Ducat shook his hand, and a drop of blood dripped from the top of the glove. He frowned and saw the mark of the bullet wound on his arm. He shook his head and ignored it. The pain could not affect it. His movements and his breathing were also a bit short, obviously the blow just now was not as easy as he showed.

Using a mortal body to reach the speed of avoiding bullets, this kind of movement obviously puts a great load on the body, but it can instantly kill the threatening red ghost. Ducard thinks it is worth it. He shook the blade of his hand. , Turned his head and looked to the other side, Bruce was already in a hard fight.

He is just a mortal with better martial skills. Facing the siege of more than a dozen people, he is only defending, and it becomes quite difficult, and he has no weapons in his hand, even though the shadow fighters only use cold weapons within daggers and short swords. Fighting, but still in these few minutes, left dozens of wounds of varying depths on his body.

He played very hard, and the shot just now and Saber’s fall also put Bruce under great pressure, but when Ducat turned and walked in Bruce’s direction, he lay on the ground in a nearly dying match. Uncle’s eyes opened suddenly, and the heat in his body was turning crazily under the stimulation of this fatal injury. The wound in his abdomen had stopped bleeding. Although it had not healed, although the pain was still spreading, Saibo’s fingers It can already be moved.

He took a deep breath and didn't get up right away. Instead, he moved his arm silently on the ground with difficulty. Lucius, who was locked in the corner, noticed this scene. He almost screamed in shock. Alfred held his mouth tightly.

"Mutant!"

Ah Fu also watched the movement of Saibo's fingers with piercing eyes, and hope once again appeared in his already anxious eyes.

"Bruce! Tell me!"

Ducard held a sword in his left hand, and those subordinates stepped aside and withdrew from the battlefield, leaving this place to the pair of masters and disciples.

He looked at Bruce Wayne, who was covered in wounds. He thrust his sword at the panting Bruce, and he shouted,

"Open your eyes and look at your city. Every day, new evils are being produced. Within that glorious city, there is a quagmire of corruption and stench! You are a hero at night, so tell me, your city Is there any hope?"

"boom"

The figures of Bruce and Ducard collided, and the two fists hit each other's chest. Bruce stepped back three steps. Ducard fell on the spot, but his feet were slightly separated. The sword in his hand was like foraging. Like a poisonous snake, a dangerous light shines in the space between two people.

Faced with his question, Bruce Wayne evaded embarrassedly and responded loudly.

"But it is not your turn to judge! You are not qualified to decide the lives and future of these millions of people!"

"Om"

The trembling blade pierced Bruce's shoulder under the control of Ducard, and was shortly avoided by him, but Ducard, who was deceiving him, kicked him in the chest and kicked Bruce out. He rolled on the ground, stood up quickly, and assumed a fighting posture.

Ducard took a sharp breath, and his voice became calm again, as if he was making some kind of declaration.

"No! Child, my disciple, we are qualified to do this! After Sanha, the doctrine of the old man in the mountains was spread. He will eventually affect the whole world. Everything is empty and everything is allowed! You probably still have it now! I won’t understand its meaning, but it’s not important!"

"The important thing is that human civilization should not live in this form! Sin, despair, human life should not be like this! Kagemusha Alliance, we have many other names, Assassin Alliance, Ninja Legion, etc., but our Our mission has never changed! We have been committed to investigating human corruption for thousands of years!"

Ducard's footsteps were fine-tuned, and while he was speaking, he quietly turned his body into the most suitable stab action, and Bruce seemed unaware of all of this, Ducard's fanatical voice echoed in the hall. ,

"The destruction of Gotham is inevitable, and it is not single! Look at history! We destroyed Rome, because it has been unable to lead civilization forward!"

"That's destruction, yes, but do you really think we will only destroy?"

The sword in the master ninja's hand cried, his voice turned low,

"No! Your understanding of us is too superficial! Bruce, when the cargo ship carried the plague around the world, we burned London to white ground, because that city was already occupied by the plague. After that flame, Britain rose, and then the whole The world is rapidly entering a new era. Do you understand? Every time civilization reaches the quagmire of corruption, we will stand up to destroy or save it! We destroy all sins and bring new life!"

At this moment, Ducard was able to tell the true glorious history of Kagemusha. In the entire hall, except for the poor chairman Earle, who had passed out due to excessive blood loss, everyone seemed to be shocked.

Ducard smiled satisfied, he looked at Bruce Wayne, his eyes were full of sincerity.

"When the forest grows too luxuriantly, it is natural for a fire to come. Look, this is the law of civilization and nature. You cannot stop this law, and you and I know that you can't stop it! Join us! Let us, Bruce, your talent should not be wasted on Gotham, you will become the overseer of the entire civilization! This is the responsibility and mission that you have shouldered since birth!"

Bruce stared at Ducard, his mouth pursed, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well... Ducard, but you have to survive first!"

"?"

Ducat turned his head back abruptly and saw Saibo quietly sitting up from the ground. A crimson flame exploded in the barrel of the black pistol in his hand.

And after the flame, the deadly light shining in the blocked eyes.

"Go to hell, old bastard!"