Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Africa is a very special place on the earth. According to the description of existing information, the first kind of fire of civilization was born in Africa. It was ignited from there and spread throughout the world. This is the cradle of human civilization. Unfortunately, babies want To grow, you must get out of the cradle and never go back.

For thousands of years, it seems that a kind of magic has been shrouded in this land, preventing it from developing in a more civilized and advanced direction. In ancient times, Africa was regarded as a wild land, while in modern times, Africa is Ruled by chaos and war, although it contains extremely magnificent natural scenery, but to be honest, few people settle here except travel.

Being backward, this is our most intuitive impression of Africa.

The countries here, Nigeria, Ethiopia, and many other countries that we have never heard of, our impressions of them generally stay in the image of an agricultural country, backward, and need help. Why do you say so?

Because when we set our sights on Africa now, you are surprised to find out that we have never revealed the secret behind this cradle of human civilization.

Mexico Plateau, Mexico City, Utopia's supreme governing council.

"Crack"

The door of the meeting room was pushed open. The mutant scouts of the first legion, the most elite and well-trained Utopia, dragged a guy with a red pocket into the hall. This guy was almost caught by a few tall men. The animalized mutant dragged in like trash, and he struggled desperately, but it was a pity that he got a relentless punch in the face.

"Tie him up!"

Major Beckett, who has become a real veteran, retracted his fist. In front of his eyes, the red pocket was becoming more red. In his cold eyes, several soldiers quickly completed the binding task, and then withdrew from the meeting. living room.

"Hey, you stupid mutants, what are you going to do to me?"

The guy who was strapped to a chair, dressed in a decent suit and looked like an upper-class figure shouted: "I am a British citizen, I have human rights, you are illegally detained!"

"Damn it, take this thing off my head!!!"

And we all know that the nascent utopia is a very civilized and democratic country, so the prisoners' requirements are met in the next moment.

"Huh"

Major Beckett took off the pocket on this guy's head, then tucked his abdomen up and stood beside the prisoner in the most standard military posture. The prisoner blinked an eye to see the sunlight reflected on the opposite glass, which made him unable to bear it Live squinted.

At this time, we can see that this is a somewhat old blessed white man. From his gray and white head, he should be 4o-5o years old, and from the fierce tattoos on his neck and His subconscious defense can tell that this guy is likely to be engaged in a highly dangerous profession.

Like... mercenaries!

"boom"

The door on the other side of the living room was pushed open, and a young woman with a cold face wearing a red dress and a golden head stepped into it. The sound of her high heels colliding with the ground is not small here. There was a sound in the living room, and people couldn't help but focus on her. Of course, the most striking thing was the black winged thing lying on her shoulders.

Don't doubt...it was a dragon, a young dragon.

Behind her, there were followers pushed into the living room by two soldiers. One of them was wearing a military uniform with a black blindfold, and the other was wearing a black suit with a bald head. An exquisite cane shining with yellow light, three people sat at the table opposite the prisoner, and the prisoner's eyes shrank suddenly when he saw the old man with the cane appear.

"Ahem"

Speaker Charles gave a light cough, and his signature gentle smile appeared on his face. He looked at the prisoner whose nose was beaten, and he whispered:

"It seems that you recognize me, Mr. Ulysses Crow..."

"Ha ha"

The prisoner twitched nervously, and a hypocritical smile appeared on his face, which looked very friendly, but the blood smeared on his face made the notorious mercenary leader more hideous. He replied:

"Who doesn't know you? The soul god who created the mutant kingdom with one hand... It seems that I can't hide anything today, but I'm really honored..."

After knowing that he would no longer be able to escape the inevitable trial today, this guy also became a bachelor. He set his sights on the other two people:

"Your Majesty Catherine, the bloody queen, I am honored to meet you. The war you set off in Africa has killed more than 10 people. How does the massacre feel?"

Catherine was unmoved. She had heard anything worse than this. She just looked at the mercenary in front of her with cold eyes, stretched her hand to support her chin, and the bright red nail polish on her nails matched her nickname. It was so shocking, she looked at Crow in front of her with amusement, she said softly:

"It's not bad, so I am looking forward to it. If you live to see your heart taken out intact, will you still have that disgusting smile on your face...want to try?"

This smile made the hob meat mercenary cold, his expression was a little stiff, and at this time, the last person spoke.

General Lewis, the nominal supreme commander of the Utopian army, nodded to Major Beckett. The latter took out the same heavy box from the briefcase he carried and placed it in front of the general's eyes. The latter took the cigar from the corner of his mouth and reached out his hand. Opening the box, the silver-white metal was exposed, and his fingers rubbed lightly on the metal, making a certain ethereal sound.

Lewis then set his sights on Crowe:

"You and I know what this is, Mr. Crow..."

A dark green fire flashed in Lewis’ eyes: "So, do we need to go through the process of interrogation again? You see, Speaker Charles took time out of his busy schedule to come here, which made me feel that my work is a bit dereliction of duty. Or do you think your willpower is strong enough to resist the psychic censorship of the most powerful mutant in the world?"

This was very straightforward, so that Ulysses Crow’s slightly fat cheeks couldn’t help but twitch, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth and yelled:

"I won't say it! Especially if I can't see a penny!"

He was so excited that the chair that bound him collided with the scrubbed clean floor, like an annoying noise, and for his stubborn resistance, Catherine's beautiful face was already covered with a trace. Frost.

"Professor, trouble you."

"For Utopia and all mankind, I am willing to do this."

The professor nodded. As soon as his eyes contacted the mercenary in front of him, Ulysses Crow felt an indescribable taste and began to paralyze his senses. It would be painful for anyone to extract the memory. Lao himself also understands that his resistance is meaningless.

Just when he hesitated, General Lewis suddenly said:

"Crow, this is your last chance. Are you willing to work for us? You should know what the outside world looks like. If you are a sincere believer, you will not carry the stolen vigor. I went to Canada to sell it, you see, although you are a heinous villain, the things you did are enough to send you to the gallows ten times, but from the perspective of human warfare, you are useful to us... ."

"I don't want Major Beckett's next task to be to throw a lunatic man who has lost his mind into the ocean... the last chance, maybe?"

"Bi Chi!"

The mercenary hesitated for 1 second, and then he felt that his body became more and more numb, and even his thinking was a little chaotic. He seemed to feel the god of death blowing at him behind his back. The guys who are capable of mercenaries have no morals. , The next moment, he shouted loudly:

"Damn! Damn! Let him take it back! I said! I said all!"

"professor!"

The general said, the professor nodded, regained his mental strength, and then walked out with Catherine. Obviously, they were not interested in everything below.

At the moment when she walked out of the living room, the professor's skin began to change rapidly, and quickly reorganized into another figure. Catherine said softly to her:

"Thank you for your help, Ms. Ruiwen."

The devil snorted:

"It's not for you, I don't want to let the pedantic Charles' hands get this disgusting blood... But the mercenary is so stupid, he didn't know that the vibrate implanted in his body can resist all spiritual insights... ."

"He was stupid!"

Catherine let out a sigh of relief: "Otherwise, you won't be caught so easily by Uncle Logan. Speaking of which, do you want to go to the professor's lunch with me?"

This invitation made the magic woman hesitate, but in the end, she was dragged by Catherine into the teleportation formation leading to the utopian world.

And in the living room at this time, Ulysses Crow, who didn't know that he was fooled, was talking about his secrets to Lewis.

"Don't look at me like that! Bastard!"

Crow ate a simple lunch served by Major Beckett and sipped his wine. He said to Lewis slurredly, “I’m bad luck this time. The Busan base I’ve been using has been affected by those Damn believers have captured it. I almost killed those lunatics. As soon as I entered Canada, I was entangled by your disgusting mutant lunatics. I didn't even see a penny!"

Lewis put his finger on the vibrating piece, took a cigar, and whispered:

"Such a small piece of vibration gold can be sold for at least 200 million US dollars on the black market in the old age. As far as I know, you have sold at least 6 vibrations. Even the lowest price is enough for you to harvest nearly 10 billion US dollars. Why are you impoverished to this point?"

This question has nothing to do with the topic, it is purely Lewis's personal curiosity. According to Major Beckett, when this guy was caught by Wolverine Logan, he was even wearing a stolen coat, obviously he had nowhere to go.

"belch"

Crowe burped loudly. He bit his chicken leg viciously and cursed: "My castle in Holland was taken by the monks. They took everything from me and used it to summon shit heroes. The best subordinate wanted to resist, and was slaughtered clean by a knight possessed by a hell of an angel. I bought a life with 1.5 billion fortune... Do you think it's worth it?"

"This shit era!"

The mercenaries who had washed their hands long ago chewed the bones in their mouth fiercely, as if they had eaten the damn knight.

After he finished eating, Lewis also handed him a cigar and lit him himself. When the first plume of smoke rose, Lewis squinted his eyes and looked at the old mercenary in front of him. He said softly:

"Then let's get to the point, Crow... the way you went into Wakanda to steal gold, we need it!"

"Hehe, of course you need it!"

Ulysses Crow snorted and leaned back on his chair: "Your 2o army is blocked by the barbaric natives on the border of Wakanda and cannot enter the borders of Wakanda. You will have to resist the Egyptian Pharaoh Legion in the back. No matter how you can fight, you won’t be able to withstand this consumption, but you are asking the right person, General Lewis, I can promise...No one in this world knows Wakanda better than I do!"

He looked at Lewis with a sort of merchant's mercy:

"So this great news that may save all mankind, how much money do you plan to buy? You see, I joined you, yes, so I won't show you the wrong way, but the money I should take is Still do not hesitate!"

"Ha ha"

Facing this rude request, Lewis chuckled lightly: "You are the only one who dares to ask before the overlord's general. You are brave, Crow."

He reached out and touched his beard, and he whispered:

"We will pay in cash? No, no, that would be too vulgar... I will give you a chance to enter a new world, of course... this requires a little bit of "necessary" protection..."

As soon as Lewis’s words fell, Major Beckett stepped forward, and a handful of cold gadgets landed on the back of Ulysses Crow’s head, but the mercenary didn’t show much fear. He spread his hands and looked bored. Says:

"Don't play this kind of trick, General Lewis, if you want to kill me, you can kill in Canada. It's all here. Let's be honest..."

"No no no!"

Lewis took the cigar back to his mouth and said softly:

"Crow, you may not have figured out the situation, every word you say here, every promise you make, will be seen and heard by it..."

"boom"

The gunshot sounded, the smug expression on Ulysses's face solidified, and the blood splattered from the back of his head was spilled everywhere in a shocking manner.

Lewis looked at the blood stained on his sleeve, and he showed a look of disgust:

"Uh, it's disgusting..."

But then, with a wave of his left hand, a twisted and struggling soul was extracted from the corpse, and he looked at Ulysses Crow who was yelling in pain in his hand.A cold, emotionless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"You sold your soul to us, remember? You said that you would join us...whether it's before or after death..."

"Do you really think I just need the trivial knowledge in your mind? No, no, your existence and your soul are what we really value."

"Anyway, welcome to the Devil's Legion, Private Crow."

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