Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Little mischievous lined up in the long line. In front of them were mutants waiting for drug injections. She could tell at a glance that most of the mutants here are the lowest-level Epsilon mutants, and most of them have very obvious variants. The sign is that some people have horns on their heads, some have several hands, and some people cannot even walk upright.

It's almost like a circus.

Alpha-class mutants like her who have no obvious mutant characteristics can't be seen in this team. At a glance, she seems to be the only one.

Beside the team, the policemen with guns and live ammunition held weapons in their hands coldly and blocked the periphery, and farther away, there were opponents who were holding up various signs and shouting chaotic sounds.

"Traitor! Traitor!"

"You think you can become them! You are dreaming!"

"They will eat you, without bones left!"

"Come back soon, compatriots! Don't be fooled!"

Or cursing, threatening, or begging, all kinds of voices flooded into the ears of these mutants waiting in line for the injection. Xiao Naughty turned to look. The mutants around her were all gloomy, and some were still low. Some people have wrapped themselves tightly with masks and scarves.

This seems to be a shame.

"why?"

The little naughty couldn't help but ask a gray-haired old man next to him: "Why do everyone reject this thing so much?"

This old gentleman should be regarded as the one with a relatively low degree of mutation among these mutants in line. The little naughty person can easily feel the weak power in his body. Look carefully, his eyes are like beasts with vertical pupils and yellow His eyes looked like snakes.

Hearing the naughty question, the old man chuckled:

"Of course they will reject. Any mutant with a normal brain will not come to accept this kind of treatment. You don't really think that you become an ordinary person. They will accept you?"

Before the little naughty could answer, the old gentleman shook his head and said softly:

"Look at their eyes. The contradiction between mutants and ordinary people has long existed. They accept us now only because they need to use us as an example to inspire more mutants to abandon their camp and join them. If the mutants lose, those of us who have changed will still be despised, or ridiculed, and we will still be squeezed into another camp."

He turned his head to look at Little Naughty, and said very seriously:

"This is just a hoax!"

"What about you? You know this is a scam, so why are you coming over?"

Little naughty looked at him suspiciously, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to do here?"

"Me? I'm just a poor man who can't resist fate."

The old man looked a little dim and said: "I was originally a doctoral supervisor of sociology at the State University of New York. I have a very happy family. I have my children and my relatives. But in an accident before, I was activated with the X gene, I became a mutant, and when I was 70 years old, I became a monster."

A trace of pain flashed across his face:

"So I'm not here to engage in a conspiracy, little girl, I just want to change back to my original identity, but during this period of becoming a mutant, I can see clearly."

He looked at the little naughty and said very seriously:

"You can't change back! Even if the race can be changed, once some things change, you can never go back. Do you really think that after I become an ordinary person, my reorganized family will accept me again? After I become an ordinary person, can I get my job back? After I become an ordinary person, can I return to my previous life?"

"No, it's impossible."

The old man raised his head and looked at the slow-moving team ahead. He said softly: "I just want to die decently as a human being. That's it. Those lost can no longer be taken back."

He turned his head to look at Little Naughty, a peaceful smile appeared on his wrinkled face, he persuaded:

"Little girl, you should be a high-level mutant. Listen to me, no matter what you want, you can't get it here. This is just a sad conspiracy. Look around you. Those who are willing to accept charity are all They are the weak who cannot live in modern life at all. They have no power to resist fate."

"Do you know what this means?"

"The racial will of the mutants has been awakened. They have begun to face their own strength and status, and only wait for one person to stand up and take them out of the barbarism. The big figures in Congress think that in this way they can dismember the mutants without blood. too easy."

The cane in the old man's hand touched the ground fiercely, and he said to the little mischief earnestly:

"Let's go, don't enter here, don't be fooled by them, you have the power to resist fate, don't let it slip out of your hands in vain."

He pointed to the large number of demonstrators on the opposite side, and said to Little Mistress:

"Look at them! Mutants want to fight for rights and dignity. Can they just rely on demonstrations? They chose the wrong way. History has proved countless times that a race wants to truly rise without iron and blood. The test is impossible to achieve, child, you have to learn to hold the knife, instead of being tricked by them to give up everything about yourself."

The line of platoons moved forward slowly. In the chat between Little Naughty and the old gentleman, there were not many people waiting in front of them. Little Naughty looked silently at the mutant who was receiving the injection. The process of treatment was unexpected. Surprisingly simple, a row of open-air cultivation chamber-like facilities, mutants are sitting there, the operator puts a bottle of yellow liquid into it, and after 1 minute, the mutants will stand up again as human beings.

Looking at the mutants who were crying with joy on one side, watching them hug and cheer together, the little mischievous thought of the words that Saibo always put on his lips inexplicably.

"I don't save people who don't know how to save themselves"

She looked at the Ypsilon mutants who were embracing and crying, looked at the longing and yearning for a new life on their faces, and thought of the words that the doctor of sociology had just said to her.

At this moment, an indescribable absurdity appeared in the little mischievous heart.

She must be crazy!That's why she came here, abandoning everything, abandoning family and friends, and came here to pursue something meaningless.

These people these guys think they are saved?No, no, no, they just fell from one hell to another.

Her hands clenched, and the person behind pushed her to sit on the chair in front of her. The gray-haired old professor sat beside her. He looked at the little mischief, he felt a vigorous will, and he smiled. He stretched out his hand while allowing the operator next to him to pierce the needle into his arm. He waved his other hand, letting the Buddha say goodbye to the little mischief.

"Go, boy, you already know what you need, and you already know where your future lies, then go after it bravely, don't let anyone stop you!"

"Let the world see, let the cruel destiny see, how did you resist them, how did you slap them on their faces, goodbye, my mutant friend."

The operator on the other side pressed the little naughty arm and tried to pierce the needle into her skin. However, at this moment, a special force erupted from the beautiful girl in front of him, and the operator let out a scream , But his vitality has flowed into the little mischievous body like a surging river.

The little girl stood up from the chair, she lifted the operator who was limp on the ground, and in the warmth reverberating in her body, she threw him out fiercely, and knocked the policemen who rushed over to the ground.

"boom"

The little naughty raised the steel table next to him, and slammed it on the petri dish behind him. At this moment, sparks were flying everywhere, accompanied by a low explosion, all the noise, all the roar, all the resistance, all the anger It was all quiet at this moment. In the entire square, everyone looked at the girl who slowly walked out of the flame.

She has long blond hair and a long strand of white hair in her hair, which looks full of a special sense of beauty. Her neck is tattooed with a black devil's head dripping blood, and her arms are painted with evil spirits. , The green magic energy entangled around her body, blocking the bullets shot out of her body.

Every time she takes a step forward, her body changes a little more. After taking 5 steps, she has become a 2.5-meter tall, dark green demon horns, slender figure, pale skin, and a veil. Face, and six arms holding various weapons.

Demon Incarnation-Destroy the Demon Form!

The heavily armed police around were shocked by this scene. The flexible-minded ones turned and ran, but the little mischief only ran forward a few steps. At this moment, the six arms waved together, a terrible storm of sharp blades. Sweeping everything, in the blood and meat flying across, in the flames rising to the sky, her indifferent voice spread throughout the square.

"I'm not sick! I don't need to be cured! I want to understand! It is you who are sick!"

"Viciousness is in the bones, there is no cure! You really make me sick!"

At the moment when the flames rose, some sneaky-looking guys among the demonstrators saw the opportunity. They from all forces quickly seized the opportunity. In an instant, more than a dozen people emerged from the crowd. Leaping out, frantically attacking the bewildered police and operators.

Some of them chanted:

"My fellow citizens! The opportunity is here! Let us destroy this place! Let them see the true power of mutants!"

The crowd is blind, especially when there is a large number of people and there is no leader. When the first person wields a bone spur into the chaotic crowd on the opposite side, the second person is already eager to try. This world There is never a shortage of scumbags who want to make big news, especially in this chaotic time.

The little girl from the Devil Gang ignited the first fire, and they would naturally have nothing to worry about. Anyway, the devil's gang will have to bear the gangster.

However, apart from being confused about some things, Little Naughty is not essentially a fool. After realizing that things have become chaotic, she quickly left the scene, but she was not familiar with New York, so after a few minutes , She lost her way until someone shouted to her in the darkness ahead:

"Who are you? Why are you still here, come on! Be careful!"

After speaking, the guy turned and ran. The little naughty froze for a while and ran along. After a while, they reached a dilapidated and abandoned church, and the little naughty walked into it. There were many people sitting in it. Some people are already injured.

"who are you?"

A woman with a colorful pendant stood in front of Little Naughty, frowning and questioning her: "I didn't see your emblem, are you an outsider?"

"Signet?"

Little Naughty glanced at them. Everyone had a number on their cheeks that resembled a mark, which looked like a prisoner's mark. She snorted, tilted her head, and pointed to the devil tattoo on her neck:

"I will not allow humans to imprint the marks of prisoners on me. I am not the same as the third-rate people who are playing around. You are just a symbol of humiliation, and this, it represents a power that you cannot imagine. Well, who are you? What are you doing hiding here?"

She had just had a big fight, and she was feeling upset, and the mutant in front of her had hit her gun.

She snorted, folded her shoulders with her hands, and looked at the defeated soldiers in front of her with disdain:

"If you say that you are hiding here to wait for the opportunity to get out and kill them by surprise, maybe I will respect you, but the question is... is this really the case?"