Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Yes, Director, this is the whole process. Dust? Fate Wen Xue √ Net"

The embarrassed black widow Natasha stood in the command room of the Sky Mothership and told Fury and Hill in front of them the whole process of the mission. The two looked at each other and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"You said, there is a guy as strong as Cyber ​​with him?"

Hill was surprised: "Clark Kent? Why have I never heard of it?"

"He is the "ghost" of Kansas, Hill."

Natasha's face was exhausted: "You have never seen him fighting. Steve's high-explosive ammunition is on him, just like hitting steel. God, you can't imagine that kind of crashing. Sparks... that Zibo is more like a monster, at least Cybo will bleed, and he is not a mutant at all. The mutant detector I carry with me detects that there is no fluctuation in his body."

"Then what is he?"

Fury's breathing became thick and heavy: "Aliens? Or some weird individuals in myths?"

"do not know..."

Natasha took a deep breath, and she looked at Fury: "The most important thing now, isn't it to save the captain back?"

"Fur..."

Fury leaned back on the chair, a wisp of smoke from his mouth:

"Syber is a very dangerous person. He is violent, arrogant, vicious, and he will be retributed, but there is only one thing, we are not as good as him... He has a special treatment for real heroes, Natasha, whether it is for Batman or For the Flash before, and even Constantine, who he hated, he chose to let it go. This is a very complicated person, but I can be sure that the captain is not in danger with him."

"And I have asked Tony to contact Cyber...it won't be long."

On the other side, in a five-star hotel in Kansas City, the awakened Mrs. Kent went to rest early because of exhaustion and the sadness of her idol disillusionment, while four men were sitting together drinking.

Yes, you read that right. Not only did Steve Rogers, the captain of the United States who volunteered to become a prisoner, not be tied up, he was treated with good wine and food. I have to say that Fury has a vicious vision. Everyone in's has no liking, but for the captain, I really can't hate it.

On the one hand, he just woke up not long ago, and the incidents of S.H.I.E.L.D. had nothing to do with him. On the other hand, even from Esaibo’s critical eyes, Steve Rogers was a heroic model.

This is not a kind of praise. In fact, Steve is worthy of the word hero no matter in terms of will or action.

"They blocked me in Brooklyn's alley back then... They said to me: Hey, little man, don't you want to run today, we have to beat you all over!"

Steve is holding a wine glass and making subtle veils to Clark and Parker about the old story more than 70 years ago. His eyes are a little distraught. He drank a glass of wine and Parker was a little weak, but his eyes were still wide open and eager. Asked:

"Then did they beat you?"

Clark also cast a curious look. This guy was never beaten by his peers when he was a child. In fact, he was taught well by his parents if he didn't beat others. As a monster with adult power at the age of 3, Clark can It is really his parents' education to develop today's character.

Captain America finished drinking and said leisurely:

"They punched me, right here."

Steve touched his cheek: "It hurts. I was hit by a fist. It really hurts, but I didn't fall down. I stood up, I clenched my fists, and I shouted to them, "Come on, Come hit me, I can spend a day with you!""

Saber took a cigarette and took a leisurely drink. He looked at Steve:

"Aren't you afraid they will beat you again?"

"Fear, how can you not be afraid?"

Steve smiled and poured himself another glass of wine:

"Many people take bullying the weak as the source of happiness, especially in our time, but I know that if I get down, I will be overthrown by them, and I dare not stand up again, they know they can bully me. They will come to bully me next time, but if I stand up and I don’t give in, and I confront them, they will also know that I’m not easy to mess with.

When the captain said this, he didn't say anything further. Saibo added the last half of the sentence.

"In this way, the next time they see you, they will be conflicted, hesitate, and find someone who is better to bully... Anyway, there are so many softies and cowards in this world. Come, get up and drink for that time. One cup!"

The four men raised their glasses and drank them. Steve pursed his lips. He looked at Cyber:

"I thought we were the enemy."

"No, no, no, I never rival a hero."

Saibo poured wine on him leisurely:

"It's troublesome to be opponents with heroes. You can knock down their bodies, but you can never knock down their spirits... It's like a confrontation between you and those rascals. Did they win? Did you lose? Now you, Steve, you are Captain America, the symbol of this country, the idol that all soldiers and children worship, those rascals? Who else remembers them?"

Two people who had experienced the world toasted each other a glass of wine and leisurely experienced their own past stories, while the little spider faced the hero he had admired since he was a child, he finally asked the question that had been in his heart for a long time:

"Captain, can you tell me what made you a hero?"

These words made Clark, who was sullen drinking, stopped and looked up at the Captain America opposite. Although he is an alien, he grew up in the United States. His grandfather is still an avid Captain America fan. Know what the person sitting in front of you represents.

"Become a hero?"

Steve smiled and raised his glass. He asked, "Does it take a reason to be a hero? Parker, I know what you did in New York. In my opinion, you are already a hero. You protect the weak and you fight Crime, let justice be done, isn't this a heroic act in a peaceful era?"

"But it's not enough... Captain."

Little Spider is wearing pajamas, his face is pale, and the sequelae of being possessed by venom are still there, but after his thinking is clear, he is extremely regretful, he rubs his head and says:

"It's not enough...Faced with the temptation of venom, I finally couldn't help solving the problem in a more direct way. I broke so many people's legs, I killed so many people... I don't Knowing what I’m doing is out of justice or a private trial, whether justice is driving me, or seeing their unpleasant desires driving me... I don’t know, I need a reason I continue, or I can be an ordinary person with peace of mind."

He raised his head and looked at Captain America imploringly:

"I have implicated Gwen. I can't implicate more people, but I don't know how to strengthen my will. I see that suit now, and I don't know how to face it, the spider in the beginning The chivalrous man has been defiled by me...I let the innocent lose their lives."

"Well, shouldn't you ask the Lord of the Devil Gang?"

Steve turned his head and looked at Cyber: "This gentleman is so strong, I'm afraid there are few in this world, right?"

"Don't do that, Steve... I'm not like him."

Saibo waved his hand indifferently: "He can't use my method. He is a little idiot, exactly like the little idiot in Central City. He always thinks that he can change the world by himself, but in fact, no one can change it. In my opinion, what does the justice of others do to me? Only by practicing self-righteousness can I not get lost. The most important thing is...I will not try to be someone who can't do it at all."

"Human hearts have good and evil. Compared to dead people, I am more afraid of living people... I have seen too many darkness in human hearts. I never expect this world to become better, as long as it doesn't get worse."

Cyber's preaching is always so murderous, but Steve did not refute it. He played with the wine glass in his hand, looked at Parker, and said seriously:

"Back then I was selected as the experimental subject of the Super Soldier Project... I am not the only one. A total of 30 people have gathered the best soldiers in the United States. There is the Air Force, the Navy, and the Marine Corps. I am the only one who is not even an infantry. People from my background, I can’t even run five kilometers. I am the last one in every training session, but in the end they chose me... Do you want to know why?"

"why?"

Parker and Clark asked at the same time. Steve glanced at Clark and said in a low voice:

"The night before the test, we were called up. Dr. Erskine, who presided over the test, asked us a question. He asked us: Are you here to better kill German devils?"

When Steve said this, he looked at the two young men in front of him and asked:

"If it were you, how would you answer?"

"Uh, if it were me, I would say, yes!"

Parker thought for a while and replied: "In that situation, all the soldiers probably set foot on the battlefield for this."

Steve nodded noncommittal, then looked at Clark again:

"What about your answer?"

Clark Kent thought for a while and whispered: "No, I am not... There is nothing to be proud of killing people, that is not where the honor lies."

"Look, he is better suited to be a hero than you, Parker."

Steve pointed to Clark and said to Parker: "He was similar to my answer back then. When everyone shouted yes, only I replied: No, I don’t want to kill anyone, I don’t want to be a bully, I won’t I killed them because they came from, and I only punish them for what they did..."

Steve drank a glass of wine and pointed to Parker:

"Your problem is not your strength, or why you embarked on this path, Parker, you don't have a standard, so the punishment for justice can easily become abuse and violence."

"That's why I agree with Batman, and I will beat you up."

Sai Bo coldly added a sentence: "If you rushed to kill them from the beginning, then you should not be merciless when you kill. If you are pure justice, then you should at least learn to be merciful, because everyone It's all worth a second chance... although in my opinion, this is bullshit!"

"Who should be killed and who can be let go. This is what really matters... and it should come first no matter what."

Captain America leaned on the chair, reached out his hand and took the cigar handed by Saber, he looked at Parker:

"Also, if you only become a hero when you wear that dress, then maybe you shouldn't wear it in the first place."

Saber stood up and poured the last bit of wine into his mouth. He looked at Parker and Clark in front of him, and he looked at the two young men:

"You should not ask us about the meaning of being a hero. You should find yourself...especially you, Parker, the venom can invade your thinking, it shows that you are weak in this respect, and more importantly, I hope You can learn a truth...Don’t accept gifts from unknown sources in the future, you were almost killed by the lunatic in Deadpool!"

"Now, go to bed. Tomorrow morning, come back to Gotham with me, Clark. It will take a while for your farm to be reopened. Take your mother and travel with you. Gotham will welcome you."

After the young people were resting, Saibo sat alone on the balcony, blowing the cold Kansas wind comfortably, and the night was slightly cool. This calmness made him enjoy it until a figure appeared.

"I said, do you have anything to say to me alone?"

Cyber ​​threw a cigar back and was picked up by the person behind him. Steve Rogers slowly walked out of the darkness. He leaned on the balcony. The two men smoked silently until several times. Minutes later, the captain said:

"I heard that there is a way to bring dying people back to this world in the Devil Gang?"

"Yep?"

Saibo squinted his eyes, but he didn't answer right away. After a while, he nodded clearly:

"Ms. Carter is not doing well?"

The captain did not answer, but his heavy face represented everything. Saibo breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his head and looked at the sky:

"In fact, S.H.I.E.L.D. also has such drugs. I heard that Fury and Natasha have been injecting a drug called "infinite formula", which can delay the aging of the body. As Ms. Carter, there is no reason to do it. To this drug...or would you actually not trust them? Because of the Hydra inside them?"

"Your observation skills are really sharp, Cyber...Although it is ironic, I do need your help."

The captain looked at Saibo with a serious face: "What do I have to pay?"

"Soul! A pure soul..."

Saber squinted his eyes, he looked at Steve Rogers, and he said softly: "Do you know that the souls of the righteous of God are priced in hell? Are you willing to give your most precious things for your lover? ?"

"I...I do!"

Steve gritted his teeth: "I have paid enough for this country, and... and I owe her, a date, she has been waiting for 70 years... I don't want her to wait any longer. ."

"very good."

Cyber ​​flicked the soot: "Half of the soul, the captain, but it was not for me. For the sake of our happy conversation, this time I won’t charge a fee, but you have to find a way to get Ms. Carter Bring it out under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s nose...Of course, I want to make sure that you won't stand on the opposite side of me, right? I don't have the habit of being an enemy."