Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

If an ordinary person tells you that he has a good news and a bad news, it is likely that he has brought a bad news and a worse news.

But if a lunatic tells you that he has good news and bad news, then maybe there is really good news and bad news, because lunatics are just mad, and they generally don't deceive people.

So Cyber ​​thought for a moment, and then he said,

"Let's talk about the bad first."

The clown pressed his cheek with the fingers of his left hand, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, "The bad news is that little Gambol and the others have also escaped from prison. They plan to return to Gotham and give you and your loved ones a good look!"

Saibo glared at him.

"What kind of bad news is this? Do they want me to kill them again?"

The clown spread his hands and shrugged.

"Anyway, according to my understanding, this is bad news, but because you are a madman, so I don’t care about you. Here’s the good news. The good news is that Mephisto will not be able to return within a short time. According to me According to the news, the general opening time of the Mirror Prison of the Supreme Master is measured in a hundred years, so we don't need to worry about the great devil to seek revenge for at least 100 years!"

Saibo pursed his lips.

"En... this sounds good, but I'm curious, how do you know so much about the Supreme Master? It stands to reason that you, a newly appointed devil warden, don't have so much time to inquire about these news? "

"Because I have a special channel, well, I don't need to say more about this."

The clown obviously didn’t want to waste too much time on this topic. He rubbed his hands with excitement, “I can’t wait to go back to Gotham. That’s where I should be, and my little bat...ahha Haha, I will build a small hell there, so that every evil soul can quickly reappear in this world. It’s fun to play like this. It’s really great to die... There are so many others. Things to play, this is great!"

After speaking, he stood up, took out the St. Van Gonzal contract and unfolded it. At the moment that the scroll was unfolded, the sky in the small town of St. Van Gonzal turned to the darkest color. I don’t know where it came from. The gusts of wind that came, instantly turned a place occupied by the dead into what it should be.

Cyber ​​is standing next to the clown, his eyes can even see the changes in the edge rules of this town, those souls hiding in the dark, those souls who have been tortured for 200 years, at the place where the clown tore the scroll open. For a moment, appeared under this dark sky in various ways.

"The residents of San Vangsa! People who have signed a contract with the devil!"

"Come on, appear in front of me in accordance with the requirements of this inviolable contract!"

The clown opened his arms and shouted in the dark storm,

"Come on! Appear in front of me, TheJoker!"

One by one, black souls hovered in the square in front of the clown. At this moment, the undead being dragged by the power of the soul rolled in the cold wind, seeming to want to vent their grievances for more than 200 years. When 1,000 dead souls gather When they were together, the storm they rolled up was enough to make any ordinary person freeze to death here in an instant.

"Huh! Be quiet!"

Saibo, holding the knife, snorted coldly. The magma-like halo in his eyes was shining, and the dark red eyes swept across the square where the demons danced in front of him, like a monster with a mouth wide open. Let those crying souls quiet down.

The clown coughed slightly, he stepped forward and held up the contract in his hand.

"Introduce myself, I am the clown, you can call me the clown, or Mr. clown, don't call me freak and madman, I will be very unhappy, now there is only one thing to call you out, I want to discuss with you! "

He shook the contract text in his hand,

"I heard that you have been trapped for more than 200 years in this place where birds don’t shit? It’s so pitiful... I’ll give you a chance now,

As soon as the word appeared, the souls who were deterred by Cyber ​​began screaming again. Their minds had been wiped out for a long time, but their desire for freedom was deeply carved in their bones. It even caused a commotion.

"Okay, okay, be quiet, you poor beasts! Only limited freedom! I won't let you run around to eat the souls of other people, but I will give you a one-week rest for 3 years. There are 7 days of annual leave. By the way, for the souls of those bad guys, I will not stop you from eating them. After all, you also need supplies, but! All these good things are conditional!"

The clown’s voice paused, he glanced at the dead spirits and he said loudly,

"That is, you can't leave Gotham! Until my consciousness is completely erased, you can't!"

"Buzzing"

There was a buzzing of souls. This seemed to be a way of communication between souls. Cyber ​​couldn’t understand and he didn’t want to understand, but the clown can. He has been a warden for 4 years. He is already in this respect. The fire was so perfect, he answered the questions of the unconscious souls one by one.

"No! It's not imprisonment, it's a different place, a bigger place!"

"How big is it? Hey, man, are you stupid, how big is a city?"

"Oh, forget, you are old antiques 200 years ago...Let me think about it! Be quiet! Let me think about it!"

The clown's head was so big by these questions, he roared, and a huge scary ghost appeared behind his body, holding a bone balance in one hand, and a spirit lamp in the other. A painted skull.

This is probably the power that the Joker got in hell. It is not worth mentioning for the current Cyber. He can ignite the evil in this ghost with a little effort and burn him to death, but he does not Will do this, but the ability of this devil warden is a huge pressure on these ordinary undead spirits, and they immediately calm down.

The clown grabbed his head for a moment, and gave these dead souls a vague answer.

"Uh, Gotham is probably... well, one-tenth the size of this desert! Yes, one-tenth the size of the entire desert. If you count the suburbs and surrounding satellite cities, it can account for five of the desert. One part!"

He originally thought that this answer would make the dead spirits dissatisfied, but the next moment, the first dead spirit rushed into the body of the clown, then the second, the third, and finally, the 1,000 souls. In the form of a dark storm, frantically poured in around the clown's body.

It lasted for 3 minutes. After the last soul entered his body, the ruins of Saint Van Gonzal, which had persisted in time for more than 200 years, instantly turned into sand. These undead spirits maintained their homeland in their memory with their own power. But now that they have a better place to go, this place can naturally be abandoned.

The clown stood on the spot, shaking his body. It was not a small burden for him to accommodate 1,000 dead souls at once. It was not until 5 minutes later that he barely regained his ability to act. He turned his head to look at Saibo with those eyes. It has become completely black, and there are two dark bat wings behind him, which are vaguely obscure, but the power of the clown itself has been increased to at least 10 times.

If he wants to fight Cyber, Cyber ​​may take a lot of effort to get rid of it.

"Uh, these soil buns, in their worldview, one-fifth of the desert is as big as the whole world. I knew it was so easy. Where would I need to say so much? It's really bad luck.

The clown waved his hand at Cyber ​​weakly.

"I'm going back to Gotham, goodbye."

"Can you go back?"

Seeing his staggering footsteps, Saibo asked with some worry, "Should I be killed by the exorcist on the way?"

"Hey, is there a limit for underestimating people?"

The clown fiercely gestured his middle finger to Cyber, "I am no weaker than the stupid Heart Demon now. When I go back, I will find your father's soul. I promise you will do it. I I hope you can do what you promised me!"

"Do not!"

Saber waved his hand, took a cigar from his pocket and held it on his mouth, lit it with a silver lighter, took a deep breath of smoke, and said to the clown,

"Even though the old man is a bit rude, he is actually a sincere believer inside...So, stop looking for him, let him return to the embrace of his "Lord", that is true happiness for him, I Talking about other people..."

He carefully took out the souls of Kevin and Sergey from his arms and handed them to the clown.

"Their bodies are in Central City. You run for me first...Before you leave, I still have three questions for you...I hope you can answer me honestly!"

"How do you do all this?"

Cyber ​​looked at the clown, "I don't think you made a temporary motive. Although it looks like your style, I want to hear the truth!"

The clown scratched his head hard,

"Uh, you know, I don’t like planning very much. I naturally like to inquire about other people’s plans, figure out their plans, disrupt their plans, use their plans... Then one day, I learned from the Wizard I heard his whispers there... and then I thought about the rumors I had heard about the Supreme Master... Then... Mephisto’s plan was not known by the Supreme Master... Maybe it was his bad luck. ."

"Sure enough, you leaked the secret!"

Saber's eyes narrowed, "I'll just say, how can you serve Mephisto willingly, you can be his best employee..."

"No, no! Hush!"

The clown put his finger up to his mouth, "Shhh! Don’t talk nonsense, I’m not the kind of person who leaks secrets, but... you know, I’m very simple. I always like to talk to myself by myself. I can’t hide my secrets, I always like to share it with someone... I swear, I didn’t reveal my boss’ plan to the Supreme Master, my God... People like Gu Yi, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, she saw me. It will just choke me to death!"

"Okay, okay, second question... why are you doing this?"

Saibo asked again. This question made the clown stunned. He scratched his hair and said in confusion,

"Why? What and why? Do I need a reason to do something?"

An evil smile appeared on his face,

"Hi, man, I just wanted to do that, so I did that. I said that I will play with the little bat forever until his will and bottom line are completely broken! You really think this hell is for me Is it built? No, no! I'm dead!"

The clown patted his chest, "A dead person will never die again! But a living person may not live forever... This is for the little bat, I want him to live forever! Until he is willing to admit to me what he did Everything is shit! Everything he insists on is meaningless, until he personally admits that he is a lunatic! And until that day comes, this hell will continue to reincarnate... Hush, this secret, don’t tell the little bat~ "

Cyber ​​couldn't understand this obsession, but he didn't need to understand either. He shook his head and closed his eyes slightly.

"Last question, can I trust you?"

He opened his eyes, his dark red eyes and the ring of flame ignited like lava are jumping in his eyes. This is the last question, and the most important question that determines whether the clown can get out of this place today. .

In the face of those dangerous eyes, the clown was not afraid, nor defensive, let alone resisting. He just spread his hands and said indifferently,

"As long as you don't interfere with my game with him...you can trust me! After all, there is no deep hatred between you and me, except that you killed me once and I bombed you half to death, did you?"