Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Krypton’s civilization level far exceeds that of human beings. There is a gap of at least 2 years between them. It is like a primitive man facing the barbaric era in the interstellar colonization era. If it were not for the power in the hands of General Zod, it would be too weak. Earth civilization There is no chance of winning for the combined forces.

But no matter what, the earth still won this battle. Not only did it win, but it also made a fortune. In the battlefield where outer space has been quiet, S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter planes are sweeping the battlefield, and the Krypton spacecraft is cut open. The wreckage, the landing craft, and even the armor and weapons of the Krypton soldiers who humiliatedly chose to surrender at the end of the war have become hot trophies.

The Heavenly Sword Bureau took away General Zod’s flagship. The thing was badly damaged in the final rush into the battle. However, if it can be repaired, the technology of the Eastern Kingdom may rise to a higher level, and SHIELD has got the world engine. Compared with a simple alien flagship, this thing is incredible. A reusable civilization destruction machine is several levels higher than an alien flagship in terms of deterrence alone.

But to get this trophy, S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Fury seems to have one more pass.

"Stop it, Cyber, a dangerous item like the World Engine that can destroy civilization within a few hours. It is impossible for the World Security Council to allow private possession. Even if I give it to you, you will only gain one. Hot potato"

Fury explained with a gloomy face: "Even the Heavenly Sword Bureau will not allow you to hold it. You don't want to face the two strongest civilized defense organizations in the world at the same time, right?"

"But I think I can fight for it, right?"

Saibo snorted, and he casually spit out the smoke ring: "If you don't do it, how can you know that you can't succeed?"

"So you chose to be the enemy of the world in the end?"

Fury increased his tone, and Saibo sneered: "Stop it, Fury, you can’t represent the world and I’m in a bad mood right now. I don’t want to wrestle with you, or give it to me or we have a fight. , Let me take a look at the fineness of your Avengers. After all, I am also one of their combat targets, am I not?"

Fury’s face changed. At that moment, he really wanted to issue an order to the people behind him to get rid of the Lord of the Devil Gang in front of him. But looking at the Kryptonic liquid metal floating behind Cyber, Fury again This plan abruptly stopped.

Obviously, the battle between Cyber ​​and General Zod was not without gain. These metals may be the spoils he got from General Zod and it is not a good time to start the war. The core part of the Avengers has not been in place. The odds of winning are not much.

"Fur"

Frishu sighed and waved his left hand backward. The Avengers members behind him were a little confused, but in the end they obeyed the director's order and withdrew from the island, leaving both Fury and Cyber. personal.

The director looked at Cyber ​​in front of him, took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it, as if two big smoke guns were chattering. Fury asked:

"Now there is no one else. I don't believe you don't understand the meaning of the world engine, so let's be straightforward. What do you want?"

Saibo's eyes twitched. He raised his head and looked at the empty sky. He could clearly feel that the S.H.I.E.L.D. Air Mothership was in the sky, and he shrugged:

"Sure enough, I am the king of spies. I can't hide my careful thinking from you. I don't need the world engine. I want those Kryptonians who surrendered!"

"impossible!"

Fury refused again: "They are too dangerous. In a sense, letting them move freely on the earth is even more dangerous than this world engine!"

"Nor! That won't work either!"

Saibo's tone suddenly became dangerous, and he looked at Fury in a gloomy look: "I think you don't intend to exchange at all, do you mean you want me to make a hole in your baby battleship, so that you can calm down!" "

"Don't forget who killed Zod, and don't forget who saved you! Fury, you unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!"

Cyber ​​pointed at Fury's nose, and he made a final word:

"Either I destroy the engine of this world, or you hand over those Kryptonians to me, you can choose by yourself."

"What do you want them to do?"

Fury asked with a headache on his face: "You killed Zod, you are the enemy they can't wait to kill, even if I give them to you, you don't want to regain the resistance of the Kryptonians to mind control they used for you. Beyond your imagination, even Professor X can hypnotize them."

"I don't need them to work for me!"

Saber waved his hand and said decisively: "I just promised Zod to let them live, instead of being tied up by you as experimental materials for a lifetime. They let them come if they want to kill me. I'm just fulfilling my promise. I don’t expect their gratitude, nothing more."

"You are crazy!"

Fury looked at Cyber ​​in disbelief: "What's the point of this? Are you crazy for setting up 20 invulnerable Superman opponents?"

"Ha ha"

Cyber ​​disdainfully looked at the director of SHIELD in front of him: "A person like you Fury, people like you can't understand the sympathy between fighters, nor the meaning of promises. I'm too lazy to talk to you too much. , I will only tell you that Zod gave them an order before he died, and they will no longer wantonly destroy the earth. Anyway, tell me now, do you agree or not?"

Fury closed his eyes and calculated the gains and losses. After a while, he opened his eyes:

"Then come with me and take your captive."

"Do not."

Flame-like wings appeared behind Cyber, and he slowly flew up while carrying a human figure. He glanced at Fury: "Just let them be free. I won't participate in other things."

After speaking, he turned around, and a huge purple dragon appeared at his feet, carrying him into the sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving Fury standing alone above the world engine as he watched the game. In the direction where Uncle disappeared, he couldn't help pursing his mouth.

Today, he saw the other side of this complicated guy. Which one is the real him?

Alien Farmer, this strangely-named spacecraft is like a whale sinking into the bottom of the sea, hiding quietly in a corner of this world. Its advanced concealment system can easily evade the monitoring of earth satellites. The Krypton immigrants who survived on Earth provided a new home.

""

The door of a certain cabin was pushed open, and Clark, who was put on his jeans again, walked in with food. He sighed deeply as he looked at the breakfast on the table that had not been moved.

In the cabin in front of him, the heroic commander of Krypton, Ms. Ofila, had already removed her black combat uniform, dressed in the clothes of an Earth girl, and slumped motionless on the bed.

She is now like a helpless person, curled up in the corner with her arms around her body, her face full of confusion and sorrow.

Clark didn’t abuse her. In fact, Superman gave the freed Krypton’s last exile the best living environment. After the previous battle, the 30 soldiers who followed General Zod, including Ophela, also Only 21 people remain, plus Clark, the once glorious Krypton civilization, now there are only 22 last exiles left.

"Ofila, you can't do this. It's been half a month. If you don't eat, your body will collapse."

Clark put down his lunch, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and patted Ofila's shoulder, once again persuading his last compatriot.

Before the death of General Zod, he issued the last order to make all Kryptonian warriors stop fighting and live on the earth. The stereotyped class civilization of Krypton makes it impossible for Ophela and those warriors to violate Zod. The general's will, but the problem is that after losing the commander who has been leading them, all the Kryptonian warriors are in a daze.

How can they, who are accustomed to the battlefield, live as ordinary people in a completely strange civilization?

"Why am I still alive?"

Ofila raised her head, her expression withered, her eyes out of focus, she turned to look at Clark, no hostility was gone, she asked in a hoarse voice: "Carl, why didn't you kill me? Why did you torture me so? "

"Cheer up, Ofila!"

Clark encouraged his compatriots: "The cruelest battle failed to destroy you. Are you still afraid to continue to live? Uncle Zod would be disappointed if he saw you like this."

"General Zod?"

Ofila spit out the word tremblingly. The next moment, she hugged her head and cried out in pain: "No! How could he die! How could the invincible Zod die! How could he die in the hands of an earthling! No, I do not believe!"

"God! It was him when I closed my eyes. I saw him falling in a pool of blood. My heart was twitching. I was in pain. It was even more crazier pain than a knife piercing my body, my God! What's wrong? Carl, tell me, what's wrong with me? Am I sick?"

She grabbed Clark's arm, and the warrior-powered Clark was in pain for a while, but Kent only touched Offila's hair with a trace of sadness, and he whispered:

"If I understand it correctly, the feeling, Ofila, that feeling is called "love". You fell in love with Uncle Zod before you even noticed it. This is really too painful, you How pitiful you have lost your lover."

"Love?"

Ofila let go of her hand blankly, and she looked at Clark: "Carl, what is that?"

"Krypton's biological transformation suppressed the emotional fluctuations of an excellent warrior like you, but after reaching the earth, it was reactivated. This is a good thing."

Clark stood up and handed the dinner plate on the table to Ofila:

"I don't know how to describe love. I'm also learning. You can learn with me. Just eat it as your life on the earth, Ophira. After eating, I will take you to see Uncle Zod. "

"New life? With you? Carl"

"Well, we are compatriots."

Clark rubbed his arms and smiled: "Naturally we want to live together."

Ofila took the dinner plate and lived on liquid food from space for a long time. She picked up a knife and fork awkwardly, put a steak into her mouth, chewed, and ate, tears gushing out of her eyes. Outside of her eyes, even if it was so painful, she still forced herself to eat up the food.

Because that person, the dead person, asked them to live!

The best soldiers will never disobey the general's orders. Since General Zod asks them to live, they will thrive on the earth.

Thirty minutes later, in the cemetery on the outskirts of Gotham City, deep in the private cemetery of the Christian family, Clark accompanied Ofila standing in front of a new tombstone, wearing a long dress and wearing sunglasses, Ofila looked quietly in front of him The tombstone inscribed on it the admonition that was integrated into the bones of the Kryptonian soldiers.

"The glory of death is the place of death"

Below there is an epitaph written by another person for Zod.

"Here is a true warrior, a fearless warrior, and the most loyal defender of Krypton-Drew Zod! There is no his name in the heaven of this world. He was never born, never died, never Exist! But we know that he is a legend. Among the stars, he is shining with the last brilliance of Krypton, my friend, may you return to your hometown! May your soul rest in the good time of Krypton! "

"Heaven is on the left, the warrior is on the right!"

Ofila looked at the tombstone, she stretched out her hand, and her powerful fingers gently stroked the tombstone in front of her, tears across her face, she whispered:

"Carl, I feel bad that I don't like this world. I have never liked it. It takes away the only meaning in my life."

"Then you should learn to hate it!"

Another voice sounded behind the two people. Ofila turned her head abruptly. She looked at the slowly walking figure, her fists were clenched, the ground under her feet began to tremble, and the little stones began to jump. Sleeping power surged in the female soldier's body.

"Syber Hawke! You dare to appear in front of me! How dare you to appear in front of Zod!"

In the face of her anger, Saibo didn't change his face, holding a bouquet of white roses in his hand, he glanced at Ofila, and whispered:

"Do you really want to fight here? Do you want to disturb Zod's sleep?"

In one word, All of Ofila's anger was dissipated invisible. Saber crossed her body and placed the bunch of flowers in front of Zod's tomb. He patted the tombstone in front of him, turned his head and said to Ofila:

"I know you want to kill me, I welcome you, but now you are not my opponent. If you want to kill me, you must first understand me. This world is my territory. You can’t blend into it, you just Can watch me become stronger. If you don’t have the meaning to survive, then hate me, and treat it as your motivation to live. I give you freedom instead of watching you play suicide. Relying on you to resuscitate the Kryptonian civilization is just a matter De's last wish."

Saber shrugged and turned to leave:

"I did what I promised him. Whether Krypton can continue to exist is your business."

"Let's live well, let me have a little bit more fun in my increasingly boring life."