Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Super power requires super control, of course, extensive use is not impossible, but for the existence of a sufficiently familiar self-power system, every trace of power should not be wasted, and it can only achieve self-power Only with a high degree of manipulation can you discover a more suitable combat mode.

The battle between the strong is about who has a deeper understanding of power.

The battle between Cyber ​​and Professor Charles ended after 10 minutes of encountering each other. It was not a victory or defeat, but the evacuation of the Devil Gang was completed, and it was meaningless to continue the fight.

"I will be back!"

Saber flapped his wings and stayed in the air. There was no trace of a fierce battle on his body. Even the shape of his hair had not changed. He looked at Professor Charles in the ashes below indifferently, and he whispered:

"Charles, my patience with you has reached the limit! This will be the last time I will let you go!"

He spread his wings, like a predatory bat in the dark, flying in another direction in the night sky, and his murderous voice resounded throughout the earth.

"Next time... no one can stop me!"

Under the dark night, there was silence.

"call…"

Professor Charles looked worried. The ground under his wheelchair is still normal, but other places have become a piece of scorched earth, and all the vitality has been burned out by the flames, like a meadow swept by hot wind, only the ashes scattered. Under the sky, under the shining of the full moon, the scene seemed so desolate and so dead.

This is the power of the fire of destruction. Going farther and farther on the road of flames, the ultimate destructiveness will not be limited to frontal attacks. It is like a halo-type death magic, wherever you go, everything becomes ashes!

"I can still stop him..."

Professor Charles felt the approach of the people behind him, and he whispered: "But it won't be too long. The speed at which his strength improves is too terrifying. You must plan ahead."

"This...Professor, a mutant like you, it's hard to find a second one."

Black Widow Natasha said with some embarrassment: "Is there really no way to completely restrain him?"

"After Eric was killed by you, where do you want me to find another mutant who is not afraid of opponents like Cyber?"

The professor’s voice was full of suppressed anger: “If your spacecraft doesn’t fire randomly, will the situation be so bad? If you don’t suddenly decide to expel the Devil’s gang and adopt a more peaceful way, we will not No need to fight!"

"I have always been curious, whether you are protecting this country or destroying this country!"

The professor threw a hard sentence, and Ororo pushed the wheelchair away. Behind him, the Level 8 agent shouted:

"Professor, what about an invitation from Congress?"

"I will consider...Although I don't want to stand on the opposite side of Cyber, I don't mind helping you if you can guarantee that everything you promised will become reality."

The professor got on the X-Men fighter plane and quickly disappeared into the night sky. The black widow shrugged to Steve Rogers, who was squatting on the spot and stroking the dry and sandy ground, took out the communicator from her arms and crossed it. Waist, whispered in the dark:

"Director, did you hear that? That is the professor's reply. It seems that he is not very willing to represent another trend of mutants."

"He will make the right choice."

Fury's voice came from the other end:

"Whether it is in personal grievances or racial justice, Professor Charles will not go with Cyber. Their thinking is simply two extremes. In short, I need you to closely monitor the movements of the Devil Gang. I don't want them to be in Mexico. A growing army suddenly appeared in the center of New York."

"Kama Taj has made it clear that he will no longer participate in all temporal affairs."

The black widow looked back at the scorched ground. She still had lingering fears when she saw this scene. She whispered: "Without the assistance of the wizards, Cyber ​​will not be irrational to this level."

"So you are pinning all your hopes on the intellect of a madman? Agent Romanoff, I think you'd better adjust your impression of Cyber ​​Hawke."

Fury snorted, but he quickly changed the subject:

"The captain is by your side, right? Give him the communicator."

"Hey, Fury, what's the matter?"

"Our military satellite caught the trace of "Venom". His final foothold should be somewhere in Kansas. What I need to remind you is the legend of the "Ghost" in Kansas. It is said that there is a protector of ordinary people in that place. The superhero is active, but he refuses to communicate with all organizations. Our rating for him is S+, so when you encounter him, don't act rashly!"

"Does that ghost have any characteristics?"

"He is so powerful, he can fly..."

While Fury and Captain America were planning the capture operation, Cyber ​​made several laps in the air near New York, and after throwing away the S.H.I.E.L.D. stealth reconnaissance plane, he clung to the ground for hundreds of meters, heading southwest. He walked fast, with headphones in his ears, and Tony Stark tried to keep in touch with him in this way.

"They named the little spider "Venom", isn't it cool? In addition, the little spider should have caught some kind of fast transportation, and he finally disappeared somewhere in Kansas. It’s not very clear, you understand, I need to avoid suspicion."

Tony lowered his voice and said sneakily: "Fry sent the liquid sample that fell from him to a secret laboratory. He seems to have plans to use that thing as a weapon. Didn't you see the little spider last night? His performance is as crazy as he knocked three catties of marijuana."

"How could he suddenly become that kind of thing?"

Cyber ​​looked at the photo from the phone. It should have been taken by Tony secretly last night. The photo was a black monster with very uncomfortable white spots on his head, as well as jagged teeth. And a tongue stained with corrosive saliva.

He frowned and asked: "This thing looks like a product of some kind of biochemical experiment. Has he been exposed to something similar recently?"

"No, at least I know that there is none, but the madman Wade gave him a gift mysteriously on his birthday last time..."

Tony was talking, and suddenly there was a jittery sound on the other side: "I'm going to hang up first, the iceberg hill is here, what a ugly woman."

"Deadpool..."

Speaking of this guy, Cyber ​​is also having a headache now. After killing his enemies and marrying Vanessa, this guy really let go of himself. The two people are tired of being together and luxurious. In order to make money fast, he I simply started the mercenary business, and the whole world was running around, and Cyber ​​could not contact this guy at all.

But if it’s something from Deadpool, it’s probably a bit unfun...because the guy in Deadpool isn’t that simple. Once in a while, Cyber ​​saw him with the eyes of repentance. In the state of spiritual vision, he could see The huge black shadow that shrouded Deadpool's body was a power that made him feel the creeps.

When he felt that thing, Cyber ​​was like facing the Phoenix, so if he guessed right, it should be a power beyond the rules. It seemed that Deadpool had his own adventures.

Saibo raised his head and glanced at the night sky in the distance. He had a faint feeling that this time the matter of the little spider should be just an introduction, and sooner or later it will cause more trouble.

But he ignored this, the wings behind him flapped, and his whole body jumped forward. In the darkness, his figure swept across the ground below, casting a shadow that would make people sleepless at night.

He doesn't have many friends, so each one is very precious.

"Catherine... your ban is temporarily lifted for a week."

Cyber ​​called his sister: "Gwen had an accident. I remember she was Mia's friend. If you and Mia go to see her, it's just to let you go."

Catherine's voice suddenly became intense:

"What about Parker? Why didn't that bastard Parker protect her? Isn't he going to be a superhero for the entire New York? Even his girlfriend can't be protected well, he is such a waste!"

"Parker, something happened to Parker."

Saibo gave a light cough:

"I'm looking for him. Before I find him, protect Gwen. I am worried that some unscrupulous guys will use this little girl to intimidate Parker. This little idiot demolished a block for Gwen. The behavior can't be concealed from the interested people."

"Okay! I'll take someone over now! I will cut off the head of any guy who tries to hold Gwen, don't worry!"

Catherine hung up the phone violently, and Cyber ​​recognized her execution ability. He continued to fly, and finally summoned Sim. He sat on the head of this mutated war mad and headed towards Kansas. Galloping all the way.

Sim is also reporting his record triumphantly to his master:

"The Dark Dragon Lord has been beaten to the ground by me. It is unwilling to surrender to the great Sim Lord, so I tore it up. Now it is his son who succeeds to the throne. The entire Dark Dragon tribe has belonged to the West. Lord Mu, my territory has expanded by a fifth!"

"well done!"

Saibo nodded in satisfaction, lit a cigarette in the night sky, and said softly: "The next step is to summon them to the world. I am actually very curious. If it is the Dark Dragon Knight, who will win against a group of steel fighters? ?"

"I have seen the weak and small creations of mankind!"

Sim snorted disdainfully: "The speed of those gadgets is not even half that of the Dark Dragon. Those adult Dark Dragons have the ability to breathe poisonous mist. The Lord-level Dark Dragon carries the aura of fear, if not for them. The number is too small, and the big iron ship floating in the air you saw last time will be easily captured!"

"So it's still the number... Besides the Dark Dragon, are there any flying demons in hell that can carry people?"

Saibo asked, Sim thought for a moment and replied:

"There are a large number of great mephits in the territory of Narsk, and they are larger than ordinary mephits, enough for long-distance manned flight, but my territory is three more than the territory of Narsk. A territory, far away..."

"Then punch them!"

Saibo pondered for a moment, and said coldly: "I will give you the right to reverse summons. How many people do you need?"

"No need!"

Sim rebuffed: "It's useless for humans who have contracted demons to go to hell. The demon lords fight in quantity, but if you can provide me with enough explosives, I can arm my demons..."

"Very good! How much do you need? Go to Harvey to ask for... I only need to see the group of mephits in the shortest time."

This decisive answer made the mad warlord a little curious. After a few minutes, it suddenly turned its head and looked at Saibo:

"I feel that you are very anxious recently. You are frantically expanding the strength of the Devil Gang. Do you have a premonition?"

Sim's question silenced Syber. After a while, he sighed and said in a daze:

"I don't know why. After coming back from Central City last time, I felt an inexplicable sense of urgency. It seems...it seems that something big is about to happen, although I don't know what it will be, but..."

"But I can foresee that I cannot lose this battle!"