Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Wayne Manor Ruins on the outskirts of Gotham City.

The once magnificent castle-shaped building has been turned into a pile of black broken bricks and tiles, and a torch five days ago burned this worthless place to a blank area.

Alfred wearing a long black trench coat holding an umbrella, standing in the middle of the ruins, entering early winter, the cold wind blew his white hair, the old housekeeper who has served the Wayne family for most of his life pursed his mouth, watching Looking at the desolation surrounding him, he sighed, bent down and picked up a gold badge of the Wayne family on the ground.

The original luxurious badge has been melted by the fire, and the original traces can still be seen faintly. Ah Fu smeared its black surface with gloved fingers, and then held it in his hand. He finally sighed He breathed, stepped forward, and talked to the architects who gathered together to study reconstruction.

Bruce intends to restore the original castle on the old site. When he was young and frivolous, Bruce was extremely disgusted with this lonely castle, but now, like Alfred, he felt a bit of heartache.

This is the legacy of the Wayne family. It is the best gift left by the parents to future generations, carrying their spirit and will, but now, the best wealth is turned into ashes in his hands, which makes Bruce have A deep sense of guilt.

Bruce, wearing a denim jacket, with gloves and a cane in his hand, struggled to find valuable collectibles in the ruins. In addition to distress, he wanted to do what a member of the Wayne family should have. Responsibility, he needs to rebuild his family on this ruin, and everything he has neglected.

After more than ten years, the hatred of his parents finally disappeared with Ducat’s death. Although the light and shadow of the past still appeared in his dreams, they could no longer affect him. He felt that it was time for him to start a new period. Life is not just as Batman, but also as Bruce Wayne.

"I thought the big hero would be different from ordinary people behind the scenes."

A female voice with a cheerful smile appeared behind Bruce, and he propped up his body with a cane. The matchup 4 days ago left him more than just the elimination of hatred. In fact, if not another annoying If the guy intervenes, he is likely to be goodbye to these old friends in the form of black and white photos.

The last descendant of the Wayne family turned around and saw Rachel carrying a black handbag, wearing a floral dress and gray coat. This girl was standing on the edge of the ruins, stroking her long hair in the wind with her beautiful eyes. Full of smiles.

Bruce wiped her face with her gloves, and walked towards her with a cane, Rachel stretched out her hand and wiped the dust off Bruce's face. She looked at the debris around her and couldn't help but sighed.

"I still remember when we were young, we always played in the flower garden, look now, we have grown up, the flower garden is also destroyed, and you, Bruce, when did you start, you became unknown to me."

Her fingers glided across Bruce’s face, there was a hint of intoxication in her eyes, and a hint of apology.

"Seven years ago, I shouldn't have quarreled with you, let alone take you to Falconi. Afu told me that it was because of your parents' death that you couldn't let go, so you chose an exile. But I know that what I said that night stung you, I'm sorry, Bruce, you shouldn't have to bear all this."

Bruce Wayne shook his head. He wrapped his hands around Rachel’s slender waist, and the two foreheads were pressed together. He felt the faint, warm feeling, and he whispered,

"All of this is my choice. You don't have to feel uncomfortable, Rachel, all of this is a path I chose for myself. These are all things I should bear. I should have grown up earlier instead of taking my own Self-blame and anger spilled on you and Ah Fu, I was too naive at that time."

Rachel closed her eyes and put her hands on Bruce’s belly.

It was him, the man in front of him, and the person she liked. He used his life to trade the city for the possibility of continuing, but this secret is destined not to be known by too many people.

"Does it still hurt?"

Rachel touched the wound and asked in a low voice.

Bruce took her hand and shook his head.

"It doesn't hurt even more when I watched you turn around and leave, Rachel...I'm back. I am no longer the naive child I used to be. I will protect you and the city. Would you believe me?"

Rachel pursed her mouth, her eyes lowered, and she took a step back a little later.

She looked up at him, looking at the great hero who put the Buddha in the fairy tale, she saw the expectant light in his eyes,

"I believe, Bruce, but I don’t like Batman... I like Bruce Wayne, the boy who could play boring games with me for a day in the flower garden, not a man who can be a hero in the middle of the night. Hero, it’s too difficult for you to bear the burden of this city and me at the same time, so... I will wait for you, Bruce."

Ms. Rachel, who had just been promoted to the official prosecutor’s office, stretched out her fingers to help Bruce’s collar, her smile on her face was sincere and beautiful.

"When this city no longer needs Batman, I will be by your side. Trust me, this is the only thing I want to do now."

"But that's probably a long time...very long."

Bruce shrugged with a wry smile, "The security in this city is too bad, I'm just beginning, and even so, I feel powerless, I originally hoped..."

"Mua~"

The second half of his sentence was blocked by a sweet kiss. This is the best gift. For the hero who has just saved the entire city, they hug each other. In the cold early winter of Gotham City, the two The heart was also slowly approaching. Alfred, who was hiding on the side, watched this scene, his eyes full of the happiness of watching the younger generation grow up.

Ah Fu never regarded himself as an outsider of the Wayne family. Whether it was Bruce or his father, he also regarded him as a real family member. In Ah Fu's eyes, Miss Rachel, who grew up with Bruce, It is the best choice for the mother of the Wayne family.

Long, lip points.

"This is my encouragement to you, my Batman, my hero."

Rachel’s breathing was a bit short, but she took a step back restrained, then took out a box from her bag and handed it to Bruce.

"It was supposed to be given to you on your birthday, but a lot of things happened on that day."

She clapped her handbag and said embarrassingly, "Okay, I should go. Recently, many cases need to be dealt with. The reconstruction of the narrow island is coming soon. I will be very busy in recent months, but... welcome back, Bruce, this city Only with you can people feel comfortable."

"Om"

A low roar from the woods interrupted the sweet atmosphere between the two at this moment. They raised their heads and looked behind. A black heavy locomotive carrying crazy black knights sprang out of the woods, dressed in Saibo, with a black windbreaker and big sunglasses, was driving a black tomahawk and appeared on the stage with a very domineering attitude.

When approaching the ruins, a light and sharp turn, the locomotive like a heavy weapon, stopped steadily on the edge of the ruins. Cyber ​​straightened up from the locomotive, took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth. He looked at Bruce and Rachel who were standing arm in arm with an ambiguous smile, he shouted,

"Wow, I can smell the sour smell of love all this far away. Seriously, Ms. Rachel, don't you really think about me? I'm much more honest than the dude by your side!"

This teasing made Rachel blush, but as someone who knows more secrets, Rachel also knows what kind of role the bohemian guy in front of me played that night. She stepped forward, very generous and generous. Giving Saibo a hug, on the contrary, it made Saibo somewhat restrained.

"This is for you, Hero of Gotham. I heard they called you the "Red Devil". This sounds terrible."

"Shh..."

Cyber ​​took off his sunglasses and smiled at Rachel winking.

"I'm just a mercenary, I collect money to do things, but I'm going to be unemployed right away! Jobs are really hard to find these years, how about it? Miss Rachel, my previous proposal is still valid. If it is you, I can avoid Charge for the bodyguard!"

Rachel patted him on the shoulder.

"Come on, Cyber, I can't afford a bodyguard like you. Okay, I'm going to leave. You and Bruce will continue to talk about your great things to save the world. I won't bother you."

"Oh, yes, there are gifts for you too!"

Rachel patted his head, reached out and took out a box from his briefcase, handed it to Cyber, then waved to Bruce and left the ruins under Afu's leadership.

Cyber ​​jumped off the locomotive, threw the cigarette butt at the corner of his mouth aside, looked at the box in his hand, and opened it. There was a brand new black mobile phone lying in it, and Cyber ​​whistle, the latest version of Nokia.

"I said, she is really the perfect wife, isn't she?"

Saber raised his head and said to Bruce who walked up to him, "On our side, at your age, people usually have to get married and start a business. Why? Don't you consider getting married? I think Ah Fu has been waiting a long time ago."

"There are more important things."

Bruce sighed and squeezed the wooden box in his hand. He pursed his mouth and looked at Saibo who was leaning on the locomotive. "What about you? What are your plans?"

This question stunned Saibo, and then he showed a smile.

"I, I plan to go for a walk recently, first to Star City, and then to other places. It's boring to stay in Gotham.

"Are you going to find the goal of life?"

Bruce chuckled and patted Cyber ​​on his shoulder. "Although you can fight very well and it is difficult to deal with, I can feel that you lack a goal in your heart. You always do something aimlessly, Du Card is a really bad bastard, but he at least allowed me to find out what I should and must do in my life."

The son of Gotham stared at Cyber,

"You should also find one, Cyber. Don't waste your talent, let alone your life."

He should refute, according to his disgusting character, but in the end, Saibo just silently nodded, he put on his sunglasses again, hid all his expressions and emotions, and looked up into the distance.

"Uh... I will... In addition, let Lucius remodel it and add some bulletproof design to this car first. Oh, by the way, do you have a car that is not so cool? Riding this thing, the rate of turning back is really too high."

Saber turned his head, tilted his head and looked at Bruce with a weird look.

"It's best if it's the kind that is convenient for hiding things. I can't just throw that set of things in the trunk...Hey! Why do you look at me like that? I'll pay! Asshole, I promised from Afu My pay is deducted!"

"A 5% stake in Gotham Pier?"

Bruce rubbed his chin, reached out his hand to take out the garage key from his pocket, and threw it to Cyber. He walked into the ruins again with his cane and began to pick and choose.

"That must be enough. Then, Mr. Shareholder, go and pick one. The cars inside are all modified and can meet your requirements, provided that you don't bring too many contraband."

"boom"

A shocking roar sounded behind Wayne. The son of Gotham shook his head. He stood up and looked at Saibo who disappeared in the woods. The wind blew his chestnut hair and told the old man what he had not said in person. far,

"Thank you, Cyber."