Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The ruins of the battlefield in the wharf area were shrouded by monsters and human corpses. Under the scarlet light, a plume of smoke rose slowly. Cyber ​​was sitting on the collapsed warehouse. Behind him, there was a gang of demons who could still fight. The soldiers are preparing their final outfits. After the leader's return, the last link of the war machine is filled. They are about to rush out of the defense line to take their place and retake it.

"Seriously, don't you worry about Catherine and the others?"

Sergey threw a small wine bottle, and Saibo took it in his hand and looked up at the scarlet night sky. He took a sip of wine and shook his head:

"How can I not worry that I cross the rift between the two worlds and come for them, but"

"Ok?"

Sergey waited for Saibo's words, and the latter pondered for a moment and continued:

"But when I saw the tragedy in this city, I suddenly realized that no matter how well I protect them, they will always be in danger, and I, I cannot always be by their side, just like I used to treat you What they have said, they must learn to save themselves"

"I gave them the best demon seeds, gave them the best training, and arranged for Kevin to protect them. You know, Sergey, put Kevin on the Mexican battlefield, he can top a legion. , But I still put him in Gotham, maybe I should review my past practices."

Saber stood up and threw the empty bottle to Sergey. He moved his shoulders and took a deep breath:

"No one is more noble than someone's life. When everything is done to the extreme, if they can’t protect themselves, then it’s my negligence. Sometimes, it’s no harm to let them accept some setbacks. The opponent is just It's just a ninja master."

He looked at Sergey, his eyes became serious:

"Is my army ready?"

Sergey turned his body and made a "please" gesture. Behind him, hundreds of demon warriors were holding weapons and wearing black armor, standing in the middle of the bloody battlefield. Their bodies were covered with wounds and their armors. It was also stained with blood and persisted in the monster frenzy for 2 full days. Even the iron-struck people would be exhausted, but in the eyes of these warriors, there was still a blazing warfare.

This makes Cyber ​​very satisfied.

He whistled, the majestic Celestial Warhorse rang out from the ruins, Ruogen's mouth still had some blood stains. Obviously, in the previous battle, this beast-like warhorse also had a good meal.

Well, maybe the taste of monsters is better than that of wild animals.

Saibo turned on his horse, grabbed the rein, and walked to his soldiers. His eyes swept over the soldiers in front of him, looking at them, and the ordinary people standing behind the soldiers, the greatest courage. It can be born only in disasters. When the disaster of destruction comes, the opponent's coward who turns his back will only die faster. Only those warriors who dare to face the disaster can hold the last corner of luck. .

Commanding these ordinary people was Sheriff Swann who changed his clothes. Like others, he also drew the strength he needed from the disaster.

"Brothers, you all know me, and I don't need to introduce myself anymore."

Saibo's voice resounded in this position, and he shouted loudly:

"In the two days I left the city, the city became like this ghost. My home and your home were all destroyed by a group of monsters who didn’t know where they came out. I was very angry. Angry, I really want to know who gave them the courage to ruin my home!"

"I also want to know whether they are ready to accept punishment after committing these sins, so I am going to ask them, by the way, I pierced the knife in my hand into their hearts and regarded death as Gifts for those gangsters!"

"Who is going with me!"

"boom"

Hundreds of weapons smashed on the ground, causing the earth to shake at this moment. Saibo moved his body, and the thundering evil blade was lifted high by him, as if piercing the darkness. The torch:

"No one can be at ease after doing evil, no one can be safe after ruining our home, smashing their bones, cutting off their heads, and spreading their blood over the ruins. They, this is Gotham! This is not a place where they can go wild!"

"Soldiers! For the sake of our dead relatives, for the blood we shed, to retake the city and drive those monsters back to their hell!"

"If they don't want to go back!"

Saibo's sword pointed diagonally forward, and his voice was as cold as ice at this moment: "Then cut off their heads! Send them to death!"

"boom"

The dark green demon fire rose from Ruogen’s feet, and the figure of the great demon shone so hideously in the scarlet light. Behind him, the demon warriors also ignited flames. In an instant, a demon army appeared. On the land of Gotham, Sergey turned over and rode the nightmare horse, following the advancing Saber, the demons began to rush to the battlefield.

Seeing those tall and terrifying figures, Sheriff Swan took a deep breath. The black mist wrapped around his body, turning his hair into white, growing antlers, and wearing gorgeous armor with his left hand. With a wave, a group of terrifying dark energy appeared in the palm of his hand. Obviously, he was no longer a pure human.

He turned around and looked at the ordinary people behind him. Some of them gritted their teeth with anger on their faces, some were holding weapons, some were afraid, and some, like him, activated the power gained in the disaster. Behind him was a young man who looked like he was only a teenager. Holding a rifle in his hand, he looked at Swann with some fear in his form.

Swan looked at him too, and he asked in a low voice:

"Child, are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid!"

The young man clenched the gun in his hand and shouted loudly, as if to show his courage: "My family is dead, I am not afraid! I want revenge!"

"Okay! Then follow me!"

Swan strode forward: "Let's get revenge!"

Gotham was thrown into a rift in the devil world. At least half of the entire city fell into a hell raged by monsters. They ran up and down the streets in groups, fighting and screaming in the blood and wreckage. Like a nightmare, survivors will be found from time to time, dragged out from the hiding place, beaten to death with sticks, and eaten up.

The best souls are dedicated to the big monsters who have divided the territory in the city, and the ordinary flesh and blood are given to the barbaric monsters. The monsters of the demon world declared their rule of the city in the most cruel way. Just like what they have done thousands of times in the past, wantonly destroy everything without worrying about the coming of punishment.

The aborigines of Gotham probably never imagined that this city would end with such a cruel ending. Compared with such tragedies, enduring street shoot-outs every day is already a paradise, but unfortunately, disasters have never happened. They will not be informed of their arrival time. Under today's scarlet light, only the blood-stained buildings still standing can reflect the glory of this city.

Humans cannot live in fear, but unfortunately, they cannot save themselves on their own.

"Divide all these souls! Go and catch more humans!"

The big monster Shifagui leaned in the hall of the former city hall. Under him was the soft sofa belonging to the mayor. He was playing with a few howling souls. By his side, some monster generals were waiting for orders.

In the vast demon world, the eater is not a powerful top monster, but in today's Gotham, he is a decisive force. Holding a cigarette in his hand, he proudly said:

"Take flesh and blood as rations, find more little monsters, organize an army, I want to sweep other forces, this city is very good, here will be my best base camp."

"Yes!"

The ferocious warrior spirit bent down and accepted the order. He turned around to execute the cruel order. But at this moment, the ground suddenly began to vibrate, and there were shouts of killing. He stood up on the couch and was about to get angry. A flash of thunder pierced the wall and pierced his heart, like a prey pierced by a sharp arrow, and was nailed to the wall fiercely.

Roaring and raising his hooves, Jakugen smashed the wall and rushed into the town hall occupied by the monster with the demonized Cyber. As soon as the spirit of the samurai drew his weapon, he was crushed by the hoof of the Celestial War Horse , The other monster generals scattered and fled, but in the direct gaze of the big tengu hovering in the sky, no one can escape the chase of the deadly wind blade.

The pierced heart eaters looked up with difficulty, and saw that beyond the broken wall, the "army" he had formed was being slaughtered by a group of ferocious demons. Behind them, the little demons fleeing in panic, Ordinary people who were being armed were shot and killed with bullets contaminated with holy water. Their faces were full of anger and the pleasure of revenge. Some bolder ones even wielded holy water-soaked weapons to kill those monsters.

The battlefield seems to have returned to the barbaric Middle Ages at this moment. People used axes to chop off the heads of monsters and string those things on their weapons. These heads seemed to give them greater courage and let them dare to fight the monsters of the demon world. Fight head-on.

"This is impossible! How can mortals fight against"

The Shifagui struggled hard, but the electric current attached to the Tenggu Sword made him feel as painful as he was in hell every second. Saibo was riding on the war horse, under the silver visor, his eyes staring coldly at the person in front of him. The big monster, he stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the Tenggu sword, and said softly:

"Where the courage is not, the evil can naturally laugh out loud, but that is already over, monsters, God's punishment, here comes!"

"Huh"

There was a flash of cold light, blood was splashing, and the head of the eater was held in the heart of Saibo's hand. On the neck of the horse Ruogen, there were 7 dead heads tied, this is the eighth.

Saibo turned his horse's head, and he saw a middle-aged man holding a weapon and standing at the door. The slightly flattened middle-aged man looked at his ghastly head with tears and pain in his eyes.

"Puffing"

He knelt in front of Cyber:

"This monster killed my son and he ate him. I can see it clearly. Thank you, Sir Cyber, thank you for revenge for me!"

"boom"

The head of the eater was thrown in front of the middle-aged man's eyes, and the hoofs of the horses rushed past him, like the craziest storm, into the front of the demon warrior and the monster fighting.

"Take it to sacrifice, in exchange for the strength you deserve, and someone else replaces you, where can you get revenge yourself more quickly?"

Saibo's voice rang in the middle-aged man's ears. He raised his head and looked at the head of the deadly big monster in front of him. With red eyes, he roared like a wolf, and he rushed to the battlefield with his head. In addition, everyone in the army that followed Cyber ​​and penetrated a small city knows that there are altars where sacrifices can be made in the sewers.

Driven by hatred, people tend to do a lot of things they didn’t want to do before, using the method of fighting and raising war. One third of the ordinary people who rushed out with Cyber ​​have already obtained monsters through this method. Power.

As Wanda said, the power of the monster is much weaker than the demon contract, but the victory is that it can be mass-produced. It only takes a few more battles and these people will become the best fighters.

The counterattack launched by Cyber ​​is like the spark of a prairie fire, ignited in the city. At the same time, at the other end of the city, the embarrassed clown and Gordon support each other, staggering back to the original in the dark. In the basement of Arkham Asylum.

In order to break through the black magic cage from the inside, the clown used the soul in his hand to attract more monsters, and eventually shattered the cage by force. The price of freedom was that he and Gordon were almost caught in the sea of ​​monsters. Submerged.

But fortunately, this guy was sinister and vicious enough, and finally squeezed out a way abruptly and returned to his "home".

"boom"

The soul stone in the clown's hand was smashed by him in the basement of the lunatic asylum. It was like a signal. In an instant, this deadly place began to revolve again, and one after another black shadows appeared from the void, immediately before the clown Formed a dense army of souls.

Among them are the 1,000 evil spirits of the original Saint Van Gonzal contract, and the dead of Gotham in the past few years. Of course, more are the unlucky people who died in this disaster. How many people are there in Gotham?

800!

Except for the 140 people sheltered in the dock area, at least one third of the spirits of the dead are here. The small hell arranged by the clown can still function after leaving his host, but it is less efficient, and only him Have the authority to initiate reincarnation and release the soul.

"Ghosts of Gotham!"

With the help of Gordon, the clown stood on a simple table. His whole body was covered with wounds and looked very embarrassed. But at this moment, the king of hell of Gotham has recovered his authority. He does not It's lonely again.

"Listen! I'm your master, I know what you want to do? Yes, I can bring you back to the original state, but that will take time! Bastards! Be quiet! Listen to me!"

The ghost vision behind the clown flashed away, quieting the crowded souls. He shouted: "The monsters of the demon world occupy the city. If they kill all the last people, Samsara will be completely closed, and you can only live to the destruction of the world like this poor worm!"

"Now I think I don't need to say more! Go to the ground! Strangle those monsters to death!"

A trace of cruelty and madness flashed in the eyes of the clown:

"If you can bring 10 monster souls, I will resurrect him tomorrow. If you can bring one, it will be resurrected within a year. If you can't bring any of them, you should be prepared to live in hell for ten years!"

"The game has started! Bastards, go, bring me the heads and souls of those bastards! In the name of the King of Hell!"