Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

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The old chief of the New York Police Department was awakened from his sleep by a phone call before he went to work. For the elderly, this experience is definitely not good, and the news on the phone makes him feel angry and depressed. The live tutu surged toward his head.

One night time!Just one night!

A total of 27 murder and arson cases!Scattered in different places in the New York City area, it's almost like murderous criminals have arranged time to act together, hell!

"Waste! Waste! All tm is waste!"

The shout of the old director came out of the office, like an old lion who was completely angered, roaring at the opponents who wantonly trampled on his territory, but it was useless... if the roaring can solve the problem , The world has long been peaceful.

Seeing that the old man’s anger will no longer be able to be suppressed, the New York Police Chief's sergeant bit his head and intends to persuade him. He is not worried that his boss will vent his anger on him. After all, the old man will retire next month. What I really worry about is whether these stunned bad news will stimulate my boss to have a heart attack directly.

But when he stood up, he saw a lady wearing a black coat with her head crossed walking straight into the secretary’s office. After a while, the old man who was screaming suddenly fell silent. At the same time, two carrying A man with black sunglasses and a black suit walked like a police station with black and white skins. Among them, the young black man held up something, adjusted it in his hand, and then blew a loud whistle.

When everyone turned their eyes to him, the black man smiled.

"Yes, that's it. The news last night made everyone very upset, right? Don't worry, this trouble will be resolved soon. Come, everyone, look here!"

"Huh!"

On the other side, Cyber, who has been busy all night, is wearing pajamas, sitting on the sofa in the living room, monitoring his trophies, and a group of people surround him. These guys have just finished breakfast, after the necessary work is finally done. , They can also relax.

"I said, is that clown really okay? And this soul crystal, can it really save the soul?"

Remy Loeb looked curiously at the beautiful purple crystal in Yuriko's hand. It was slender, like a winter ice cone crystal, and looked very beautiful.

Faced with his doubts, Cyber ​​yawned.

"This stuff was brought directly from Kama Taj. If it wasn't for the crazy things to do this time, Gu Yi would not give them to me. As for the resurrection, of course, as long as the body is intact and the soul is not damaged. , Can be resurrected through mysterious rituals, but the souls of these dead brothers will escape partly during the resurrection process, making their souls weak...this weakness will continue until the end of their lives."

Yuriko glanced at her ignorant boyfriend, sighed, and explained,

"They will no longer be able to fight as warriors in the future. They will live like ordinary people with weak bodies, and will have weaker resistance to mysterious powers, but they have already died once and resurrected at the cost of soul damage. This is already excellent. It's up."

"The Devil's Gang keeps them! We will not forget the brother who made sacrifices for us..."

Saber knocked on the table and turned to Yuriko and said, "You take Lewis and Cooper back to Gotham as fast as possible. Robin will go back with you. I may need to stay here for a few more days."

Everyone took their orders, leaving only Seber and Sergey. Seber looked around and lowered his voice.

"Can't find that scroll?"

Sergey shook his head with an ugly expression, "We almost dig three feet of the ground, but nothing...only found the midnight collection and an astonishing number of precious metals and magic materials, but there is no scroll you mentioned... .He should hide it somewhere else."

"call..."

Saber took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead.

Speaking of the name, Sergey's complexion became even more ugly. He took out a broken chain from his arms and handed it to Cyber. There were obvious traces of flame burning on it. Sergey said,

"If this flame was not summoned by himself, then someone broke into the villa after we left last night, but I asked the brother who stayed behind last night and watched the surveillance. No... no one has entered here. , The surveillance in Constantine’s room was broken and could not be read."

While speaking, Sergey clenched his fists, smashed the table fiercely, and smashed the things on the table to his feet.

"This bastard is just like a mouse! He ran away without paying attention! Damn it!"

Saibo's expression changed a bit, but finally calmed down. He reached out and picked up a primitive bone dagger visited on the table, playing with it and saying,

"Just let it go. It's a troubled time now. Let him go for a while. When things ease, there is time to clean him up!"

"Then Kevin..."

"I care about Kevin, don't worry..."

Saber stretched out his hand and picked up a cigar, "Constantin is not the only one who can summon the devil. Without him, would the world stop? There will always be a solution. As long as there is hope, everything is fine. "

Sergey let out a sigh of relief. He nodded, reached under the table and pulled out a battle axe composed entirely of bones, spine and some special metal, and threw it in his hand.

"By the way, the midnight collections are still very good. Let our barren magical item warehouse fill up in an instant... By the way, boss, at 8 o'clock this morning, the vehicles leaving New York are full."

Sergey smiled, he scratched his big bald head, "Those poor bastards are terrified!"

"Humph"

The cigar in Saibo's mouth ignited automatically. He spit out a mellow smoke, and said disdainfully, "It's just a group of greedy and fearful chores. The dragons have no heads, and they are panicked. They are like beasts forced into desperation, without heads. Led by the beast, they are not even a threat! Clean up one last time tonight, this ghost place in New York is really annoying!"

"3 days later... we go home!"

In the personal room of Kama Taj’s New York Sanctuary, Master Hognes, who was meditating deeply throughout the night, felt the magical changes outside the room. He opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the door behind him opened gently. Strange came in with a light breakfast. It was three slices of white bread, a glass of water and a plate of honey. The only luxury items were two slices of steaks cooked to perfection, and finally a small bunch of carefully washed ones. Grapes.

It's not rich, but it can definitely raise people's appetite. This is what Hognes has maintained for nearly 300 years of eating habits and has never changed.

From this point of view, the old mage with a bad temper is actually a nostalgic person.

"Thank you, Master Strange."

Hognes nodded to Strange politely. He reached out and took the tablecloth, wrapped it around his neck, took up the knife and fork, and glanced at Strange, the meaning was obvious.

"I'm going to eat, please leave."

In the past, Strange would take the initiative to walk away without the need for Master Hognes to do this, but today is different. The young Doctor Strange hesitated for a moment and said,

"Mage Hognes, something happened in New York City last night, I think I need to inform you."

The old mage frowned, and he waved.

"Wait until I finish my breakfast."

"Yes."

Strange leaned slightly and turned away from the unusually old-decorated room, as if he had stepped into the modern age from the old middle ages. This visual contrast made Strange couldn't help but rub it. Rubbing his forehead, his magical floating cloak helped him rub his shoulders very spiritually. This magical item said to be made by an ancient archmage possesses simple intelligence, and Strange can even communicate with it.

He sat on a chair outside of Hognes’ room, waiting patiently for the old mage. What happened last night was actually not too serious, because Cyber ​​himself had become a kind of Strange with the Supreme Mage. An unclear agreement, he came to New York with a murderous mission, and a massacre against mixed races would not make Strange feel sad.

What really made him restless was another thing.

Fifteen minutes later, Hognes, who had eaten and drunk, had cultivated his spirits, leaned on his flaming flame crystal staff, followed Strange to the basement of the sanctuary, which was an eternal portal. It is possible to achieve rapid contact between the sanctuary and Kama Taj in a critical state, but now, this portal has a strange phenomenon.

It is as if it has been tampered with. It was originally a golden rotating light, now it has become a grayish color, still shining, but only from the color of the light, you can experience the deep Unknown.

"Based on my spatial knowledge, I have no idea why this portal, which is only used in emergency situations, would have this situation."

Strange's expression was serious, but Archmage Hognes' expression was already gloomy.

"This means that the originally separated dimensions are changing. Child, the earth is special because it is sandwiched in the center of each dimension. If you want to go from hell to the heaven mountain, you must pass through the earth and travel from the dead to Asgard. The same is true, so within this system, the dimension of the earth should be the most stable, but now, it has changed..."

Hognis pondered for a moment, and waved his hand, a curtain of flame closed the portal in front of him.

"It is harmless, at least it is harmless now, but it is best not to use it rashly... In the case of dimensional changes, no one knows where it will send you to... to the card Can Mataj’s teleportation work?"

Strange nodded.

"I just came back from Taj Kama, everything is normal, except for this portal... By the way, Mage Hognis, you probably don’t know that, last night, Cyb had all the mixed races in the city. ..."

"I know! Child..."

Hognes glanced at Strange with flying brows and coughed slightly, "It doesn't mean that I was asleep when I meditated. I know everything that happened in this city last night...Syber Hawke, Cunning and cold, with tyrannical power but not lost, such a guy, in our time, will definitely become the best and most dangerous demon hunter...you know? Strange, I will start now I kind of like that rebellious bastard."

The old mage touched his beard, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Master Gu Yi finally chose this most effective method. Let me say that she should have done it as early as 200 years ago. Her concession was regarded as a weakness by those bastards and gods. This time, Cyber ​​did very well. Okay, kill their spirit... By the way, did you find what I asked you to find?"

Strange nodded and walked out of the basement behind Hognes.

"The seven magical wonders that have been active recently have all been put under surveillance, but last night, we discovered the eighth wonder. Its magical vibration frequency is very active, but it seems to be moving and difficult to lock."

"Oh? The eighth strange thing? It's really rare... can you determine the identity of this strange thing?"

"Uh...According to the comparison between the frequency of magic we observed and "Book of Everything", it should be the spear that was stained with the blood of the Son of God in the legend...Yes, it is the Spear of Longinus."