Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"I can't believe it, I just slept...you sold our freedom?"

Rocket Raccoon sat on the seat of the Sandal Centurion with a desperate look. Its furry face was full of betrayed sadness. Beside it, Grout the Treeman scratched his head, he didn't quite understand. The Rockets were sad about something, but he still comforted in a low voice:

"My name is Groot..."

"Damn! He is just friendly to you!"

Rocket shook off Groot’s comforting tree-vine hand and yelled: "You didn’t see them looking at me, like looking at pets! Oh, hell! That overlord, he looks at people. At that time, there was no emotion in his eyes! He was a cold-blooded monster! And you, Groot, I thought you were a sane tree, but I didn't expect you to be a lunatic too!"

It seemed sad to shed tears at all times, and it whispered:

"You sold my freedom, and most importantly, I didn't get a penny..."

"My name is Groot!"

The Treant smiled and patted Rocket Raccoon on the shoulder, and said softly, "My name is Groot..."

"Damn! Stay away from me, you are not my best friend!"

The raccoon scolded with disgust: "That hell new world is only you willing to go! I want to be a free bounty hunter! I only care about how much money I can make! Is the damn overlord treats you well? You take such pains Speak for him!"

The weird communication between the two guys lasted for 10 minutes, and finally the big tengu who was reading a book couldn't stand it anymore, and threw a high-tech key to the noisy Rocket Raccoon.

"Actually, if you only care about money... things are easier."

This indifferent handsome man stared at the book in his hand, reached out his hand and picked up the drink on the table, while drinking gracefully, said:

"When the Shandar people left, many things were not taken away. This is the key to the vault of Shandar City Bank. After we go back, the place is under your management. Now... let me get the quietness I want, Thank you!"

The Rocket Raccoon clenched the black key in his hand, as if it had changed his face. It madly jumped from its seat and hugged the tree man:

"Wow! Groot, you really are my lucky star. Picking you back from the Wandering Star Territory was the most correct choice I ever made. I love you to death..."

"My name is Groot?"

Treant wood also showed a happy smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to put the violent raccoon on his shoulder, turned his head and asked, the Rocket played with the 27-fold encryption key in his hand, and replied indifferently:

"For the sake of the treasury, I can kneel down and kiss the toe of the overlord who brought me wealth at any time! I swear, my loyalty belongs to the overlord! Until the money runs out!"

"Shut up! Otherwise I will sew your mouth together with the wind!"

A green vein flashed on the big tengu’s forehead, and he finally lost patience with the noisy raccoon. In the next moment, Rocket quickly made a zipper action on his mouth, holding his vault key. Happiness, the little eyes of Mimi together, like holding the whole heaven.

On the other side, in the conference hall that has been converted into a fighting room, a disparity of fighting is underway.

This Centurion ship belonging to Irani Rael has complete functions, but many of them are not used by Cyber, so he made a simple modification to it during his half-day stay in Sandal. The specific modification process is... all the relaxing and recreational facilities and office facilities were removed, leaving only an office with a rest function, and all other places were transformed into foldable simple portals, and Weapon assembly room and fighting room.

This ensures that although this ship is only escorted by 50 black assault ships outside, once it encounters a battle, Cyber ​​can summon tens of thousands of demons to join the battle from the coordinates of the demon star Shandal within 10 minutes. In the extreme state, this ship can even directly transport tens of thousands of demon warriors fully armed by Shandar’s arsenal and drop them into the center of the battlefield.

Under the transformation of the demon mages with wide open minds, Ms. Rael's elegant ship has completely turned into an aerial fortress with a strong magical atmosphere.

"boom"

The heavily armed Drax was knocked to the ground with a punch by Sim. The two big men looked evenly matched, but in fact the battle ended quickly, every time.

"You just have this skill?"

"boom"

Sim’s boots stepped on Drax’s chest, pressing him down. The black man’s bald head was shining maliciously under the light above his head. As a high-ranking lord of the mutant mad war demon, he was fighting. The blood has been surging in Sim’s veins, which makes him a thorough force philosopher. He despises the weak, but this is not because of his vicious heart, but habit. In fact, it comes from specific behavior. Said that Sim is much more kind than 90% of demons.

It's just that he has a somewhat weird human form, with the effect of a hideous halo +100, and we all know that the world always judges people by their appearance.

"Dare to claim to be the "Destroyer" even with this ability?"

Sim ruthlessly humiliated Drax’s mind and made him angry. While watching this hunk wrestling, Syber noticed that as Drax’s anger increased, his body was covered in bright red The strange tattoos are getting brighter and brighter. After being easily knocked down by Sim for the 17th time, the bright red tattoo on Drax's body has reached a blood-stained level.

This gave him a breath of beast, his fists were heavier and heavier, his movements became more and more crazier, and his ability to resist fighting became stronger and stronger, but instead, his sanity was rapidly diminishing. At the end of the fight, Drax couldn't even speak the complete language, and would only confront Sim directly by instinct.

"boom"

He smashed Sim's face with a fist of scarlet ray, knocking the mad warlord back for the first time. The Destroyer seemed to be inspired. He slapped his chest with his arms like an ape, towards Sim Pounced, ten fingers spread out, and the scales on Sim's body caught by two paws flew.

Yes, under the violent offensive of the Destroyer, the mad war demon even opened the scales of his body for defense.

But Drax, whose potential has not been fully exploited, can only do so.

"Aha! It's interesting!"

Sim’s eyes flashed with fighting frenzy. He stepped back and avoided Drax’s violent combo. Two dark green flames appeared on his fists, his left fist blocked, and his right fist smashed out like a poisonous dragon out of a hole. , A punch smashed all the Destroyer’s defenses and threw his blood-stained body into the air. Sim stepped forward again, his left leg threw out like an unsheathed blade, and a wind-breaking whip leg accurately smashed. On the neck of the destroyer.

"Bang Bang Bang"

This swift blow smashed Drax's body into the air like a baseball, first hitting the wall and then hitting the floor. He struggled to prop up his body, but the next moment he fell to the ground.

Sim's blow took two-thirds of his full strength, directly interrupting half of the bones in the Destroyer’s chest, and it also gave him signs of a concussion, standing up, it was already impossible for him to do. .

"Huh"

Sim walked to Drax, he knelt down, looked at the unwilling eyes of the Destroyer with tyrannical eyes, and whispered:

"You could have been stronger...but unfortunately, I can't feel your will from your fist. I only saw a crazy beast. This madness didn't make you stronger. On the contrary, it restricted Your power...you are stunned by hatred, so pitiful...you trash!"

"Kill...Kill me!"

Drax struggled and shouted, "Kill me! Don't humiliate me! Don't humiliate my revenge!"

"You...you can't go on the road of revenge at all."

Sim stood up and put his hands in the pockets of his black army pants. He snorted, "It seems that your wife and daughter are dead in vain. I can smell your inner fear of the hell Ronan, really ...You really look like a coward now!"

Sim doesn’t talk so much on weekdays. It seems that he is really a pity for Drax’s talent. This is probably what we often say about sympathy, but it’s a pity that Sim is not the only Destroyer. At the end of the fierce battle. After that, Sim turned around, humming the crooked song of hell, and left the fighting room without nostalgia, leaving Drax waiting to die silently in the darkness.

And Cyber ​​slowly walked out of the darkness. He stood silently not far from Drax. There was too much difference between the two. As long as he didn’t want the Destroyer to find out, Drax would Never want to find Saibo standing in front of him.

He saw Drax’s clenched fists, saw his bowed head, heard his depressed sobbing, saw his desperately slamming his fists on the ground, as if he was suffering from his weakness, as if I was very sad for my cowardice.

At this moment, Cyber ​​found that he had accidentally read the brutal alien.

It turns out that the Avengers in every world are the same...all the same pain, all in the same pain, looking for almost impossible hope and relief.

"It's painful, right?"

Saibo suddenly asked: "From the moment your wife and children died, you have been living in pain and self-blame every day, right?"

"Who! Who is there!"

The Destroyer abruptly raised his head with a sullen face, and seemed to have changed back to the original villain who dominated Chien Prison. Cyber ​​noticed that his injuries had begun to heal, and the severe injuries of broken bones seemed to have begun to heal. Heal.

This makes him more interested in the potential of the Destroyer.

"It's you! Overlord..."

Drax recognized this slender, black-haired human being in front of him, as strong as Sim, and humbled like dust in front of this man. In other words, the power of the overlord has exceeded Drax’s cognition. But this did not make him feel fearful. After the most painful scar was just opened by Sim, Drax was in a tendency to pursue self-destruction, and he was fearless.

"Are you here to laugh at me too?"

"Do you think I am someone who can do that kind of boring thing?"

Saibo stepped forward and stopped in front of Drax's eyes. The faint blue flame lines intertwined, stayed and walked quickly behind him, quickly forming a flame throne. Saibo sat on it, and he hugged himself. Looking at the Destroyer, he whispered:

"You have been in pain for so long, have you ever drew strength from pain?"

"I... I don't understand!"

Drax lowered his head in shame, and Sim's words woke him up. He suddenly realized that in the past, he really only cared about hatred, but he never thought of such real revenge. Now, the overlord asked. The same question, this time he did not argue again, but bowed his head and admitted his shortcomings.

"I don't understand... please teach me!"

He knelt on one knee with difficulty, and his arrogant head fell into the dust at this moment: "How can I become stronger?"

"Your tragedy is just because you made a mistake..."

A cigar jumped out of Saber's finger and he lit it. In the dark, between sparks and sparks, Saber said softly:

"Your relatives are your most precious thing. You should protect them, but you don't have the power to do that. If you have enough power, Ronan will not be able to kill your relatives. When you are, you have already failed, and if you have the power, when Sim humiliates you, you can fight back instead of hiding here like a bitch and crying helplessly... So, tell me , What is your failure?"

"I... I'm too weak!"

The Destroyer whispered: "I am as weak as dust that can be trampled on."

"You lack power, and the lack of power Avengers is the most terrible tragedy...Do you want power?"

Saibo's voice sounded like a ghost, and Drax nodded subconsciously:

"I need strength!"

He changed his movements, knelt on his knees, put his hands on the ground, his head touched the ground, and said sincerely:

"Please give me enough power for revenge!"

"Anything with a price has a price... are you ready to pay?"

Cyber ​​looked at Drax. He didn’t care whether the man in front of him was loyal. Although he lacked manpower, he didn’t need a weak chicken like the Destroyer. Drax could not even beat a high-level demon. Just pure curiosity, he wanted to see how far the Avenger could go after getting the necessary help.

Because of Drax's special physique, it reminded him of a guy who would make everyone a headache...Hulk!

"I am willing to give everything!"

Drax raised his head. He looked at Cyber, with flames in his eyes. The flames could burn his opponents, or he could burn himself. That was the look of a desperate lunatic.

"After ending my hatred with Ronan, I will be the sharpest sword in your hand! I swear to the spirit of war by the name of Drax! I will never betray!"

"Then stand up... I don't need a kneeling slave. Starting today, you will be the last demon warrior of the Devil Gang. You are the end of an era, and you will also be the beginning of a new era... Let me see how far you can go in this star field..."

"Don't let me down, my red giant..."