Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The news of the mysterious incident in Chinatown spread like wildfire, but before the very fast reporters swarmed in, some other people came to the place of the incident earlier and blocked the entire street with special methods. There are countless facts. One truth has been proved, that is, it is best not to let ordinary people get involved too much in mysterious events.◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

A very mysterious special service unit from S.H.I.E.L.D. has just left. The entire residential building in Chinatown seems to have been washed with water. Any items related to the mysterious side have been removed and taken away. The entire floor is very quiet. As if the whole fell asleep.

The big bald head wearing a denim jacket was holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. He used the habit to drink while walking into the hall. He pressed the elevator and looked around vigilantly under the sunglasses that covered most of his face. Those pairs were glowing red. His eyes looked at the residents who stood still in a daze.

There are still blank expressions on their faces, they seem to be immersed in something before, and it seems that the time of the entire building has stopped at a certain point in time.

"Ding"

The old elevator opened, Sergey threw the paper cup in his hand into the trash can, lit a cigarette, and walked into the elevator.

1 layer, a very unlucky number of layers.

"Even after processing, the remaining magical energy here is still so clear."

Strange looked at the sacred church-like room in front of him with a headache. Next to him were two conjurers from the Sanctuary in New York. Compared to Strange in a casual suit, they looked more like The mage in the traditional story wears a robe with a magic wand around his waist and a pointed mage hat.

Stiff, indifferent, and only magic in the entire world can make them interested.

"It is said that the girl who attracted the evil spirit here is really pitiful. She almost lost her life."

Strange looked at the girl sitting on the side of the bed with a pitiful look. This was the child who had been banished by Constantine before. She was caught in the same way as the others in this building. In that weird dullness, there were surprises and fears on his face to break free from the possession of evil spirits.

"Evil spirits never take the initiative to possess someone. In fact, most of the protagonists in possession incidents are responsible for themselves. They are not worthy of mercy."

The old mage next to Strange coldly picked up a hand-drawn picture on the table. It was a dark red picture that was very non-standard but already implied a special pattern. This should have been painted by the girl.

"Look, she should be grateful that she did not draw any standard or injecting magic power into the summoning picture of the son of the devil. Otherwise, what we have to deal with is a block completely destroyed by the devil, which is almost the same as the czar 170 years ago. The times are exactly the same, and ordinary people always act so recklessly!"

The old mage squeezed the corner of the evil paper with a disgusted face. An orange flame burst out from the palm of his hand and burned the piece of paper clean. Strange looked at the flying ashes, thoughtfully. Said,

"That's why Kama Taj forbids the circulation of magical knowledge in the world? Because ordinary people lack self-control?"

"I feel even more because ordinary people lack a basic concept of the existence of power."

A low voice came from the door, and Strange turned his head and saw Sergey leaning against the door with a burning cigarette in his mouth.

"They don't know what to do or not to do, what can be offended, and what can't be offended, just like us before."

"Demon believer! How dare you show up in front of me!"

The moment the old mage saw Sergey, he drew out his wand from his waist, and was about to release the attack magic, but was stopped by Strange. The young mage whispered in the old mage’s ear,

"Mage Hognes! Calm down, this is from the Devil Gang! They are on our side!"

"Yep?"

The white-haired old mage glanced suspiciously at Strange. After realizing that the young mage's expression did not seem to be fake, his brows were raised high, "What is going on with Taj Kama now? Even the devils Have you all begun to gather?"

"In terms of time, the Devil Gang is not under Kama Taj, we are only under the management of Gu Yi."

Sergey looked at the old mage in front of him warily. He glanced at Strange, who shrugged helplessly, so Sergey stretched out his hands and took a step back.

"We are not enemies...you don't need to be like this, old man!"

The old mage snorted contemptuously and shook his head, "Then I will leave it to you, Strange, stay with the demon believers, I will always subconsciously want to kill them, I am waiting in the New York Sanctuary you."

After speaking, he made a mysterious gesture and disappeared into the shattered space together with the wizard around him.

"Who is that? It looks like a gunpowder keg that just burns."

Sergey asked softly, Strange let out a sigh of relief, rubbed his forehead and said,

"Hognes Leonid Ivanovich, the old fossils active in 200 years ago, the magic lion of Siberia, the glorious elder of the European Magic Association, and the invasion of Domam have brought them old Fossil awakened. The Supreme Master welcomes everyone who can strengthen the world's strength, but what does this old gentleman say? It's probably because he slept for too long and his thinking is like a stone."

After Strange finished speaking, he sighed again.

"The most troublesome thing is that he is strong. Two bundles of us are not enough for him to fight with one hand. By the way, are you here to check the news about Constantine?"

Sergey rubbed his chin and nodded.

"He took things from the Devil's Gang and wanted to leave like this. It was too simple, how about it? Have you found it?"

"Hi, buddy, "The Book of Solomon" belongs to Taj Kama. I want to emphasize this again!"

Strange stretched out his hand and patted Sergey's shoulder, and saw the girl sitting next to the bed move her eyes, his fingers were in the air a little, and a glass-like halo enveloped the two of them. stand up,

"They are about to wake up, SHIELD's method of washing away memories is really unreliable, and even the recovery time can't be determined... Let's go elsewhere and say.

After the teleportation technique shined, Strange and Sergey appeared on the roof, and the young mage who claimed to be "Doctor Strange" leaned against the wall, spreading his hands and said to Sergey,

"At present, it is certain that Constantine did it, but after dealing with the evil spirits, he ran away. We can't track him down. This guy is like a cunning fox, and the most troublesome thing is Huo. From the remaining spell energy, Mage Giannis felt the breath of Solomon's seal. It was a powerful spell recorded in "The Book of Solomon" and was equivalent to a tactical missile in the magic world."

"From this point of view, he is indeed a genius in mysticism, but it will cause him trouble. He is now like a lunatic wandering the streets with weapons of mass destruction. Once the Master Hognes thinks he has Threat, he will immediately kill him..."

Strange patted Sergey on the shoulder.

"I know that Cyber ​​arrested Constantine to save his brother, so you'd better catch Constantine before he kills himself. I'm not kidding. You haven't seen the battle scene of Master Hognes. I can only say that once he is targeted by him, Constantine is 10 times stronger and will die miserably."

Sergey scratched his big bald head with a headache. His muscular man is the most annoying of such bad things. He took a deep breath.

"Forget it, leave it to the boss to get a headache, right, what time is it?"

He turned his head to look at Strange, who was stunned for a moment, and looked at his watch. It was the same one that broke before going to Kama Taj. Strange became one after a big change. Very nostalgic, he looked at the time,

"11:46, what's wrong?"

Sergey nodded, the brash man who was not afraid of the magic lion had some visible nervousness. He rubbed his hands with embarrassment, and said to Strange, "Then help me. , Buddy, send me near Midtown High School. Today is my daughter’s birthday. I owe her four birthdays. I don’t want to be late."

Minutes later, Sergey straightened his clothes and walked out of the alley next to Midtown High School. As in the past nine days, he stood at the gate of the Queens school like an iron tower, waiting for his daughter to leave get out of class. In the first few days, Chandler, the new driver, drove a luxury car to pick him up, but Mia thought it was too ostentatious, so Sergey took the bus home with his daughter every day.

For Mia, the return of her father who was in a coma is obviously the most joyous event. Four years ago, she almost lost her father at the age of 14 and was sent to school in New York by herself. It was a difficult period of time. If Catherine, who was only 11 years old at the time, had been with her, she probably couldn't make it.

Mia doesn't know how many things happened in these seemingly peaceful 4 years, but in her opinion, everything is getting better now, and the return of her father obviously represents the arrival of all good things.

"Mia, dear Gwen, do you want to go to Hawaii with us? It's free?"

A few hippie smileys, dressed very coquettishly, and a little handsome guys talked to Mia and Gwen who walked out of school holding books, but they didn’t attract Mia’s attention at all. This is very beautiful. The little Russian girl looked around, and soon found her father who was like a pillar in the crowd. She waved her hand happily, and Sergey arrogantly squeezed the students away and walked to her daughter.

Although it was not the first time I met, the fierce aura exuding from Sergey still made Mia's close friend, Gwen Stacey, shrink his head, as if he was frightened. Kitty, greeted Sergey with a little head,

"Hello, Uncle Sergey."

Sergey scratched his big bald head and laughed, "Hello, little Gwen, by the way, today Mia's birthday part, won't your little boyfriend come?"

Gwen waved his phone helplessly, "Parker is helping that Professor Connors as an experimental assistant. He hasn't gotten off work yet, but I promise he will come on time!"

As he spoke, little Gwen waved his fist in the air with a vow.

"Who is this? Mia, is this your new boyfriend?"

The little ruffians stood not far away laughing, "Your taste is really bad."

"En? Little ruffian? Are they your friends?"

Sergey asked, Mia and Gwen shook their heads at the same time, and the rash man stretched out a finger, "Wait a minute, I'll go talk to them about etiquette."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the few little rascals who didn’t know the height of the sky. Less than a minute later, he moved his arms and walked back. Behind him, the 4 little rascals were stacked into human-shaped arhats, like It was like an artistic act, which caused a group of students to exclaim and take pictures.

"Well, girls, let us go home!"

He clapped his hands, took Mia's shoulders, and said gently, "Catherine and the others are here today, as well as Boss Cyber ​​and your Uncle Lewis, who can just introduce your friends to Gwen."

"Boss Cyber?"

Gwen's eyes flashed immediately, "Is the real gang boss?"

Mia shrugged.

"Probably, one-third of Gotham is under the control of the boss, but to be honest, you will know when you meet him. He is no different from an ordinary young man, just like a big brother. People, you might be disappointed, Gwen, he is not the super cool godfather you imagined."

On the other side, on the private plane from Gotham to New York, dressed-up Catherine, naughty, Emma and Clarice were chatting together and chatting. These four girls belong to the kind of scumbag who doesn't study well. , And Mia is the only one of them who can be called a tyrant. Their relationship is very good. When they were in New York, they often went out to eat together.

Saibo, who sat aside and closed the curtain, always felt a little uneasy. It seemed that this time he would encounter many troublesome things when he went to New York.

"Hmm...maybe I will meet many old friends."