Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Many people think that shooting a target is easy. In fact, it is a skill that requires long-term practice to gain something, especially moving the target, which is difficult.

Calculating the lead is always a big problem, but for those who have mastered this skill, it is not too difficult to hit a fast-moving train with a rocket, especially in the dark. The running train still has two dazzling lights on.

"The bigger the goal, the easier it is."

Saibo knelt on the ground, less than 10 meters away from the Gotham Sea. The seaside promenade was always crowded at this point in time, but at this time it was as silent as a ghost, and his heavy grenade launcher was held on his shoulder. Above, above the scope with night vision function, the outline of the speeding train is very conspicuous in the night sky.

He calculated the launch lead three times with a "serious" work attitude. When the train rushed out of the narrow island and entered the suspension bridge linking the narrow island with the urban area and the sea, when the first piece of sea water was passed by the microwave transmitter When the vaporized water column appeared, his finger steadily pulled the trigger.

"boom"

Hot gas gushes frantically from the back of the launcher on Cyber’s shoulder, like a pillar of fire lit up in the dark, and the cone-shaped rocket detaches from the top of the launcher in this frenzied acceleration. Soon, almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a ray of light leaping toward the dark sky.

The air track is 30-50 meters from the ground, and the part above the sea will appear higher, but even so, the straight-line distance between the train and Cyber ​​will never exceed 1000 meters, and it only takes 3-4 seconds. , It can hit the fast-moving train with Cyber's killing intent.

This is also Saibo's plan.

As for whether Bruce is there or not, as to what kind of impact this thing will have after the explosion, and how many people will die after the explosion, these are all outside the scope of his thinking.

Doing anything, thinking too much will make you at a loss, straightforward physical practice is the best way, but Cyber ​​does not have much time for observation. After launching the first rocket, he subconsciously His response was to pick up the second rocket from the ground and fill it quickly.

But just as he set up the sight again, a dazzling light appeared in his line of sight, it was like the first round of small sun in the dark night sky, the light and heat bursting out at this moment , Almost illuminate the entire narrow island and most of Gotham together!

He couldn't help but stretched out his palm to block the front of his eyes. The scorching heat seemed to be felt even at a distance of nearly a kilometer. Even on the sea, the tide surging in all directions from the center of the explosion swelled. Uncle's ears were like a shock bomb exploded, making him a little dizzy at that moment, but he quickly recovered. This was the air shock caused by the loud noise just now.

Come fast, go fast!

But Cyber ​​can swear that this beam of light is clearly visible even from a few kilometers away. It is impossible for ordinary rockets to cause an explosion of this degree, so there is only one possibility, that is... that instrument, died. Up.

This can also be confirmed by the giant white air column that has fallen from the surface of the sea. The microwave transmitter is finished and destroyed!

Saibo, who was still kneeling on the ground, let out a sigh of relief. He threw the heavy rocket aside and only used the sight of the launcher to observe the scene after the explosion. Although it was not very clear, The flames from this big explosion shattered the head of the train in an instant, and also smashed the tracks of the airborne railroad tracks. The carriages that continued to move behind crossed the flames of the big explosion and fell diagonally into the narrow island. In the sea connected to the city center.

If it weren't for the suspension bridge connecting the two sides that had been put away by Lucius, just this collision would be enough to completely destroy the suspension bridge.

Saibo can guess that this earth-shattering noise and that big fireball have definitely shocked the entire city. Even in the past "career", Saibo has rarely encountered such big scenes. , Frankly speaking, his little heart was pounding a little too, but then, Cyber ​​discovered something even more surprising to him in the sight.

There are two people!They are hanging on the air rail that has been broken!

He swears that he has absolutely no dizziness, that is, two people hanging under the rails. Because of the distance and the poor vision of the night vision goggles, he can only vaguely see the shadows of the two people floating in the air. On this occasion, he thought with his ass, he could know who those two guys were.

Saber subconsciously touched the flying claw gun hung behind his waist. He hesitated for a moment, thinking of Alfred’s young master character, and finally gritted his teeth and walked quickly to the black battle axe resting on the side. After that, the shocking sound of the engine sounded again, and the shadow that was deeper than the dark night quickly rushed to the connection between the narrow island and the city.

"If you die, I will lose a lot!"

Saber, who was on the Tomahawk locomotive, turned to look at the distant sky. He couldn't see everything that happened on it, but the contract was the contract, and the contract was the contract. He wanted to take advantage of the Wayne family, Bruce's. Life is the most important weight.

He doesn't hate this temporary BOSS who has his own bottom line. Of course, if he can be more generous in his shots, so much the better!

After buying a villa, Cyber ​​has returned to his shy state. Although it is very vulgar, he does need a lot of money now to maintain a higher standard of living. This is the most basic aspect of Cyberspace's future planning. Ring, if he can't even reach this, then his freshman is a failure.

On the other side, Bruce reached out with difficulty and grabbed the cold rails. With both arms, he put his soaked body on the slightly swaying rails, panting heavily, and the rocket bounced just now. He hit the railroad tracks in the air within 2 seconds after he jumped out of the window. If it weren't for the armor itself, it had a fire protection effect, and it was covered by water jets caused by explosions and microwave transmitters, I'm afraid he would be swallowed by the violent flames. .

But even so, at the moment he climbed onto the rails, he still felt a burning pain in his back, and his left leg, unable to exert strength, faintly painful, the wound was numb, obviously, it must have been just now. In the explosion, fragments hit his body.

But worse things were placed before him. Less than 100 meters away from him, another distressed fellow was lying there, just like him.

Ducat’s situation is definitely worse than that of Bruce. He has no armor protection. In addition to avoiding the explosion center with shadow-like mobility at the last moment, he almost ate the terrifying explosions and The devastation of flames, in fact, Ducat's ability to survive such an attack is far beyond Bruce's imagination.

"Ahem"

The leader of the Kagemusha climbed up from the rails with difficulty. He still held a shard of a small bottle in his hand. He threw the glass shard into the darkness. Bruce panted and looked up from the rail. He saw Ducard’s The body was twisting abnormally, but the wounds, those terrifying, burned, and torn wounds, quickly recovered in a kind of crystal luster.

"Almost...hehe, just a bit."

Ducard's gloomy voice came to Bruce's ears. He seemed to be suffering from great pain. There was a price to escape from death. For Ducard, the price was his empty right arm.

"If there weren't for the water from the Fountain of Resurrection, chances are you and your miscellaneous friends would have really killed me, and my disciple, Bruce Wayne, would have been a little bit!"

Ducat stepped forward. In the air nearly 50 meters above the sea below, the cold night wind whizzed through his hair. His left arm and most of his body had returned to their original shape, and he could even see the body. His scars were the body of a hundred battles, like the oldest warrior.

This magical scene made Bruce's head confused, even if he had seen too many things that he couldn't understand and read in the past 7 years, but the scene before him at this time still made Bruce a little unbelievable. It wasn't until Ducard's horrible face that had been bombed gradually recovered in the halo that he recovered.

"You...who are you?!"

"I'm Lars Al Goul!"

Ducard waved the sword that had been pinched in his hand with one hand. The long sword was distorted by the flame just now, but the blade was still deadly. It looked like a black poisonous snake, and his voice became Heavier and more hoarse than before,

"After I accepted this name, this was the closest I was to death. You did a good job, but the world is far more than what you see, Bruce, my disciple, my successor, come and embrace you. Mission, you will see a truly new world, the real and trembling reality hidden underneath the world!"

"I reject!"

Bruce also struggled, staggering to his feet. The cloak on his back had been broken in the previous flames, and there were obvious cracks in his bat helmet. His condition was very bad. He even Running has become a luxury.

But his current spirit and will have reached the true peak. After that big bang, Gotham’s biggest crisis has been lifted. For this city, the most dangerous thing is only the one he once had. A dangerous person as a mentor.

He panted with big mouths, using the experience he had in battle, with the will to suppress the pain in the body with difficulty, under the cracked bat faceplate, his eyes were shining.

"I refuse! I will not be a messenger of destruction, if I was born with a mission...it is here, it is in Gotham!"

"Do you want to defend this city?"

Ducat’s last patience was also lost. He roared like a lion, "You stupid man! Open your eyes and see, you are just an ordinary man in a cloak, why would you stop it? The realization of true justice? You can't even fight those evils!"

Bruce's breathing gradually calmed down, calm together, and his will and voice that was completely determined. In the roaring night wind, facing this almost resurrected existence, he firmly said,

"Didn't you teach me? Ducard."

"The apparent order maintainer is the easiest to lose fighting spirit for self-satisfaction, and even myself will eventually fall into a poor existence of injustice, but if I can surpass myself and dedicate myself to a certain belief, then anyone If you can't stop me, I will become something eternal!"

There is an unabashed sarcasm and stubbornness in Bruce’s voice.

"Look, mentor, haven't I been doing what you teach?"

"But you forgot, I made you who you are now!"

Ducat shouted, "I awakened you from the dark abyss. I changed you from a coward to a warrior now! You should listen to me! Instead of finding any reason to stop the real The great thing is not to use the power I taught you to stop the greatest justice!"

His voice was full of unbearable anger and regret.

"After all, Bruce... You still failed to get rid of the shackles of mortals. You finally chose to become an ordinary person... Then come, let me end your shameful choice, let me end everything in your dreams! You and I, only one person can leave alive! That is me!"

The icy night breeze blew over Gotham, and the duel between the master and the disciple seemed to begin at any time, and the next moment, with a crisp impact, a teasing voice sounded in the darkness behind him,

"Hi, old man... Did you forget to look back, it's not just you two here!"

Cyber ​​took back the flying claw gun, he patted the dust that did not exist on his body, and then reached out his hand to draw out the dark long knife behind him, his gaze crossed Ducat, and fell on the embarrassed Bruce, Batman’s Body, he whispered,

"Man, don’t listen to this old man’s gibberish. Nothing has shaped you, Bruce. Only you can shape yourself. As for the will and the symbol, how can I say it? Someone once told me that cowardice imprisoned human souls, and long The hope that exists can make people feel free."

He waved the knife in his hand and glanced playfully at the Ducat standing in the center.

"The strong save themselves, the saints cross people... Some people think they are saints, but in fact they are nothing..."