Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Cyber ​​was sitting on the side of the street outside the blazing Bassazo building. He was wearing sunglasses and seemed to be admiring the night view of this mundane street in New York. Chandler parked the car on the corner with a wink and did not go. Disturb the boss thinking about life, everyone knows that their boss is the craziest contradiction.

Invincible when fighting, but quiet as a philosopher when thinking.

But you have to admit that following such a person and advancing in the cold and dark world will be a very reassuring thing, at least until he falls, you will not be hurt.

"Tatata"

The sound of rhythmic shoes colliding with the ground sounded behind Saibo, and Angela, covered in blood, came out of the fire with a holy silver dagger. Her expression was sad and hopeless, and her eyes were blank, as if she had just experienced this. The most painful tragedy in the world.

"My sister, Isabella... she, she went to hell, was treated as a ridiculous sacrifice, summoned a demon prince to the world, that demon told me everything... this is the truth, because The arrogant fantasies of some lunatics, they just... just so easily sacrificed my sister and my only relative!"

"Dang Cang"

The sacred silver dagger hit the ground, and she knelt down, curled up, like a puppy with a broken spine, crying in the cold night.

"Why? Why is it Isabella! It's not fair! It's not fair!!"

"Fur..."

Cyber ​​took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the sky. In this ghost place of New York, it is difficult to see the real starry sky, but the thick fog can't stop Cyber's eyes. He looked at the stars shining beyond the clouds. , Said softly,

"When a person, a normal, ordinary person, when she has seen the darkest side of the world, when she has experienced the darkest experience in this world, she can’t turn her head back... girl, but this It’s a good thing, because she no longer needs to pretend, like other stupid people, pretending that evil never exists."

"You can either look directly at the evil itself, or blend into it, or resist it, and never compromise until the end of the world."

Cyber ​​threw a cigarette and handed it to Angela.

"If it makes you feel better, I will say that you used to be a policeman and you would send criminals to jail. This ridiculous country has no death penalty, so the cost of crime is minimized. Everyone can commit crimes in the name of survival. , But you have to understand a little... Angela, you have to understand a little!"

Saibo's voice became low,

"When people go to jail, dogs can only die!"

"Your law can't punish them, even if they take your sister as a sacrifice, even if they want to do evil in this city, even if they try to enslave the whole world and try to bring this damn civilization back to the Middle Ages, you and I know very well, The law can't stop them... You see, you have to do this yourself!"

He stood up and patted Angela on the shoulder.

"Go back and get a good night's sleep, child, the choice is always in your hands. When the sun is born, you can choose to continue to be an ordinary person, continue to be a prey without resistance, to be a head buried in the sand. Ostrich..."

Chandler's car slid to Saber silently. He opened the door, sat on the back seat, shook down the glass, and said to Angela who was confused,

"Or become a hunter... you already have the right to choose. You are much better than most ordinary people who can only take it passively throughout their lives."

The Bentley disappeared on the corner of the street, leaving empty streets, burning buildings, and Angela, a transforming soul.

After a while, Angie stretched her hand to wipe the tears from her face. Against the blazing flames behind her, she reached out and picked up the dagger that was made into a dagger in front of her, and she also painted the inscribed sacred silver rune dagger. Very carefully wiped off the blood stains on the dagger, turned the blade over,

With a blood-stained face, like a madman, and those eyes that gradually became firm, she stood up, took out her police badge from the lining of her clothes, looked at it before her, and took a deep breath. In one breath, he threw the police badge into the blazing flames behind him.

She stretched out her hand to tie up her hair, stuck the Holy Silver Rune Dagger on her belt, and took off the pistol containing 13 rounds of Holy Silver bullets, recalling the records of the files in her mind, and turned and walked into the darkness.

"People go to jail, dogs... only die!"

On the other side, when the mysterious creature clearance operation in New York was in full swing, a guy who had been forgotten by everyone suddenly opened his eyes from the darkness.

"Huh...huh..."

Constantine was breathing violently. He looked around blankly. This should be a ward. He was lying on a hospital bed with an infusion needle in his body. His body was in severe pain and he was hit by Hognes. He is not dead yet, it is already great news.

However, the spirit detective obviously knew his situation. He struggled to get up from the bed as soon as he was awake, but then the sound of chain collision made Constantine face ashamed. They actually used chains Locked himself up.

He turned his head and stared at the three grenades fixed to the pillow in amazement. The tabs were wrapped around him with steel wires. As long as he struggled more, the latches of the grenade would be opened.

"Asshole! Shit!"

Constantine cursed fiercely, but after pointing to the sky and cursing the earth for a few minutes, he was weirdly silent, his mood became worse, and in this empty darkness, he became vulnerable. .

"let me out!"

He suddenly yelled, the chains on his arm rubbing against the hospital bed, making a harsh sound, "I can't stay here! I have not finished what I should do! Let me go out! Bastard, Saber! Shell! Guy! Bastard! Let me out!"

"Ahem"

The violent roar affected his already very bad body again. A crazy and violent cough, he turned his head, bloodshot slipped from the corner of his mouth, don't forget, this guy is already in the advanced stage of lung cancer, and he is about to die.

"Cheryl, no! Let me go! This is my last chance! No! Cheryl!"

He roared like a dying beast, the chain on his arm struggling to rattle. This was the last desperate cry of a guy living in the dark. Look, this guy who seemed to care nothing even shed tears.

But what about this?

No one will respond to him because there is no one here.

It was like the night he lost his sister, and the whole world was empty.

John Constantine, a second-rate exorcist, a first-class liar, and a super-class scumbag. In the past thirty years of his life, he has been intimate with unknown women, but the most important position in his heart , Has been living with his sister.

Sheryl Constantine, a good woman who never cared whether her brother was a lunatic since she was a child, Sheryl is more like a pure ordinary person than Constantine's own bohemian, living an ordinary life, except for Aside from the exorcist brother, her life has not been upset, but there is also the happiness of ordinary people.

She knows very well that this brother is dependent on her that has crossed the taboo, but in the end she still chose to enter her own life. She is married, has a good husband, and a lovely daughter, Jima.

But she still devoted her care to her younger brother. Until Constantine was 20 years old, Cheryl’s husband suddenly became addicted to the dark beliefs, and on a stormy night, she killed her wife with an axe, and then suicide.

All this happened too suddenly, and it directly defeated Constantine's immature mind. He used his magic power to get himself into hell and found his sister, but Cheryl finally chose to be in hell. Protect the soul of the husband, and do not want to rest in peace.

Under that torture, Constantine chose the worst way to deal with all this. He deceived his sister and tried to put her soul in peace, but the souls who hated him in hell made trouble from it, Constantine's lies. Revealed, he personally killed the brother-in-law of the initiator of all his sins, but Cheryl saw him.

So, the sister who had loved him since childhood began to hate him, and fell into hell because of this hatred, and there was no hope anymore.

Constantine has done countless wrong things in his life, but this is the only thing that made him regret for life. From then to now, everything he has done can be summarized into two things: survival and saving the soul of his sister.

But now, survival is no longer possible, and the only hope of saving her sister seems to be about to die.

"Asshole! Asshole! Let me out! Let me out!"

He yelled madly, no one responded to him, until he was hoarse, until he was desperate, the darkness in front of him rolled, forming a weak dark vortex in front of Constantine, and a will came here. In a deserted villa.

"Despair? Pain? Hate? This is the strength that has supported you until now?"

The voice whispered in Constantine's ear, "This power is too weak, the detective walking in this world and hell, you are too weak! You want to save a soul, but you can't do anything now! This is the most ironic You’re doing the right thing, but another group of people stopped you."

"Go and kill them! Go and kill them! Then do what you should do..."

"roll!"

Constantine seemed to be irritated, "Go away! Don't play such tricks in front of my eyes, show up or go away!"

"Hehe, I like to see you desperate people blindly searching for hope. I won't bother me for ten thousand years... But I have a question, John Constantine, you find If someone else takes something, you don’t ask for it from its current owner, but sneakily trying to steal it back. Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your head?"

The voice smiled playfully, "Look, Cheryl Constantine's soul is painful...you love her, don't you? That kind of love beyond taboos, you disgusting mess, but it doesn't matter. Isn’t hell set up for people like you? Let me tell you a secret..."

"Do you know that when poor Cheryl was suffering in hell, when she was irritated by the fire of hell, whose name she called? Would you like to listen?"

The next moment, a miserable female voice sounded in Constantine's ears,

"No... John, save me! Save me... John!"

Constantine's fist slammed the steel bed madly at this moment, and he roared, "What do you want to do! You mouse! Maggot! Shit! What do you want to do!!!"

"Hahaha"

That voice was not anxious, he said slowly, "You may not know, do you think she cut off her love for you? No, no, her forbidden love for you is more than your nostalgic love for her. Crazy, you see, she also has original sin, a slut who wants to spend a lifetime with her brother, hahahaha!"

"Get out! Don't insult her! Get out!!!"

Constantine is like crazy. If he can move now, he will definitely rush to die with this dark voice, but the next moment, the dark voice suddenly disappears, and the black flame is chained to Constantine's body. Burning inside, the chain was burned.

"Go, get me something and wait for my call, John Constantine, you have nowhere to go, I am your last hope... Use your soul in exchange for Sheryl Constantine It’s a fair deal."

"Hehe, you know, I'm different from the others in hell... I count."

"Go, hold on to your only remaining hope, don't let it slip through your fingers... You poor defeated dog, I am looking forward to it, looking forward to seeing you in hell or this world... Don't let me down !"