Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Huh, hum, hum~"

The Queen of Utopia’s special car parked firmly under the Parliament building in Utopia. She changed into a floral dress, Catherine wearing a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses, holding a blue handbag, humming a relaxed tune, in the guard Under the escort, he walked into the parliament building with ease.

Everyone along the way leaned over to salute her slightly, and Catherine greeted everyone with a smile. This happy posture was very different from the indifferent and gloomy posture in the past, and even the atmosphere of the whole parliament hall was alive.

Anyone with sharp eyes can see that on the Queen's shoulder, besides the mini black dragon that they are used to always dozing, there is also a new little guy.

A miniature tree man, sitting on Catherine's shoulders, curiously looking at everything around him, he took out a piece of candy from the pocket he was holding and stuffed it into his mouth from time to time.

It seems that our Lady Queen has a new weird pet.

And Queen Catherine did not go directly to her office, on the contrary, she went straight to Professor Charles, oh no, Mr. Speaker Charles's office.

"Oh, it's little Catherine."

Speaker Charles, who was reading with glasses, raised his head, pushed the glasses down, smiled at Catherine, and picked up the hot tea on the table. As soon as he took a sip, he saw that he jumped to the table. Grout, the tree man on the road, was looking at him with curious light.

The professor's eyes narrowed sharply.

As a boss with spiritual gems, he easily felt the terrible vitality contained in Groot’s body. He raised his head and looked at Catherine. The queen was like a satisfied kitten, naughty to the professor. 'S blinked and whispered:

"He's back!"

"Ok?"

The expression on the professor's face became unconcealed with joy, and his gaze fell on Groot again: "This, he sent it back?"

"Ok!"

Catherine sat on the chair, tore open the space, took out a bottle of warm milk, handed it to Groot, and carefully inserted a straw into him, while the little black dragon lying on the other side was gloomy. Seeing all this, the crisis of falling out of favor was surging wildly in this tired little guy, especially when Groot proudly showed off the milk in his hand, the little black dragon was itchy with hatred, and finally could only cover it with wings. Lift your head, out of sight, out of mind.

"He's hiding his whereabouts, to deal with those guys secretly!"

Catherine twitched her delicate nose, pointed at the sky, and then extended her finger, tapped Groot's head, and said to the professor:

"He asked me to put Groot in the new world. This little guy is the chosen monarch of plants. With it, the utopian ecological environment will be as stable as golden soup, and the evil gods don’t want to invade us, and as long as they are Root's power continues to increase. Sooner or later, he will control the ecology of the entire world, and then become the guardian of utopia...our eternal ally!"

"well!"

The professor couldn’t hide his excitement. He stretched out his hand and gently touched Groot’s head. The significance of this little guy’s appearance at this time was too important. The reason why various forces did not dare to open a new world with great fanfare was because of the new After the world has been reshaped, the environment is not stable. No one knows which building has a problem, which may cause a terrible chain reaction. Now, the appearance of Groot completely compensated for this problem.

"It seems that Cyber's journey this time is still quite fruitful, which is very good."

The professor nodded, and he looked at Catherine again:

"Then where did he go now?"

"He went to Wakanda."

Catherine put the little black dragon on her shoulders and said to the professor: "For the soul gem, it seems that he is determined to get it. I have to go and wrestle with the politicians. Professor, Groot entrusted you to take care of it. Yes, for a while. There may be a raccoon coming over. It is a friend and guardian of the Treant."

"Raccoon?"

The professor pushed his glasses, although a little confused, but still nodded.

On the other side, on the vast African land, the blue light flashed, and Saibo’s figure set foot on the African land, beside him, a red shadow floated around, and finally changed beside Saibo. Became an elegant red ninja, Erica, one of Cyber's confidantes, and a follower who followed the Supreme Master to Africa in search of soul gems.

"To be honest, I'm actually quite curious."

Saibo looked at the surrounding environment left and right, and he said softly: "Why did Gu Yi clearly feel the soul gem at that time, but let it stay here?"

With two gentle arms around Saibo's waist from behind, Erica pressed her body closely behind Saibo and whispered in his ear:

"Except for the supreme mage's soft-heartedness and her failure to be recognized, it is the repeated obstruction of that nasty God of Nature."

Erica couldn't help but sniffed, and said with disgust:

"The black panther seems to be the natural spirit that shelters Wakanda. The Supreme Mage tried to capture it but failed. Later I heard her say that the black panther is probably related to the soul gem, and the soul gem is also related to the watt. Kanda is a country that cannot be separated. In short, it is very complicated. Once the soul gem is taken away, Wakanda will no longer exist..."

She twisted her body to the front of Saber and was held in his arms by Saber. The assassin said with a lazy expression:

"You said, this kind of thing, how should that very kind Supreme Mage make up his mind?"

"Oh, she always does this, and luckily, I am not her..."

Saibo shook his head and kissed Erica's forehead lightly: "Let's go, take me there, let me see how rampant the natural spirit is!"

On the other side, in a dark cave close to the upper reaches of the Wakanda Mother River, the infiltrators of the coalition forces were trapped here, but they were not in a hurry to leave, because they found an important person here.

"Wanda, do you need to take a break?"

Agent Colson moved his fingers. He looked at the Scarlet Witch who was constantly using chaos magic to replenish the vitality of the young black man lying in the ice cave. He said:

"Let me take your place, you have not rested for a day."

"I can hold on, Mr. Colson."

Wanda turned his head and smiled at Coleson: "This level of load is nothing. Now the vitality of the prince is quite weak, and he can't bear the bursting magic energy."

Coulson nodded, sat back on his stone bench, and began to lay hands on Captain Steve to roast the fresh antelopes that had been thrown down.

"Oh, captain, what do you mean by that big black cat?"

The little spider rubbed his stomach while sniffing the aroma of barbecue, rubbing against these seniors, and asked in a low voice: "It doesn't hurt us, so it traps us in this cave. What is the origin of this prince? Does that black cat want us to save him?"

"I do not know either."

Captain America told the truth. First, sprinkle some salt on the roasted meat and distribute it to his companions. Then he said slowly: "In short, I can feel that the black panther is not malicious. I guess it really wants us to save it. Save this man, Coleson, did you say he is a prince, the prince of Wakanda? Why haven’t I seen him before?

Coulson bit off a piece of meat and ate it while saying:

"Prince Techara is the only son of the current King Techaka. His whereabouts became a mystery when he was a teenager. However, according to the records of S.H.I. Humanities, with 5 master's degrees and 2 doctoral degrees, I attended the regular meeting of the United Nations four years ago with King Tchaka...only once."

The agent's eyes became deep:

"Very few people know the existence of Techara, but if not unexpected, he may succeed to the throne in at most 5 years...to become the new king of Wakanda, but now he has only half of it left The fateful posture appeared in this isolated cave, certainly not because of any trials, so Captain, your guess is correct. It seems that something has happened in Wakanda."

"As for the black panther..."

Coulson frowned: "According to the few words about Wakanda circulated outside, it is likely that the four tribes that guided Wakanda united together to form the kingdom of Wakanda thousands of years ago. The head of the primitive god, in magic terms, is the natural spirit, and the kings of Wakanda are called the black panther, and they seem to be inseparable from this big cat. As for why it wants us to save Prince Techara. .."

At this moment, the agent's gaze turned to the prince whose life was extended by the chaos magic:

"It seems that our Prince Techara has been given the authority of the Black Panther by the natural spirit, and he has been recognized."

Agent Patton, who had been silent for a long time, heard these words. He suddenly stopped eating. He raised his head, his eyes shining with a certain light, and the eyes of several people collided in the air. Finally, the captain shook his head:

"No, it doesn’t make sense to kill a Techara who is not yet a king. Everyone, don’t forget why we came. After all, this war is not to destroy Wakanda, and if you kill him here, it’s very It may irritate the natural spirit, and our situation will be even worse."

"Actually, as long as you make it more secretive, that big cat might..."

Natasha whispered a word, but before she could finish her words, from outside the cave, there was an earth-shattering roar, followed by the sound of rock peeling, falling, and thunderous noises, approaching It was a roar peculiar to cats, like panic after being injured, and finally, the heavy object fell to the ground, splashing thousands of water.

As soon as the voice sounded, Captain America picked up the shield in his hand and rushed out. The others followed closely. As a result, when they rushed to the entrance of the cave, they saw that they had just used their momentum before. The natural spirit that the oppressive people had to retreat, in a free-falling posture, fell from the sky into the dark river below. Its huge body slammed into the dark river, wailing in pain, and the body covered the river. Blocked.

The faint blue flames entangled the wound on its abdomen, causing the body that was not flesh and blood to emit a scorched smell. The next moment, a figure tore through the space and walked out, holding the faint blue The colored sickle, wearing a black hood, at the moment he appeared, the little spider screamed in surprise and rushed towards the man.

"Ah, Cyber...I knew it! You are not that easy to die!"

"Hey, hey! Don't be so passionate, boy..."

Saibo, with his beard, seemed a bit vicissitudes of life. To the enthusiasm of the little spider, he took a step back, nodded towards the other people who were standing in place, and finally set his eyes on the other end to struggle On the natural demigod who wanted to stand up.

"Tell me, where is the soul gem? Black Panther..."

Saibo's eyes became colder and colder: "Don't force me to take out your soul and have a look, it will be... very painful!"

The heavily injured black panther had a taste of death rather than yielding. It moved its hind legs with difficulty and opened its mouth towards Saibo, revealing its sharp, dark teeth, and the charming eyes , There was a wildness and a will to resist. This gesture made Saibo shook his head and waved the sickle in his hand. The next moment he would completely crush this stubborn natural spirit.

At this moment, Coleson suddenly said:

"Wait... Cyber, there is something in it, I think you have to take a look, maybe... we and this cheetah don't have a common goal..."

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