Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

What are Sim and Drax doing?

What can you expect two guys who only have fighting in their heads to do?

It must be something they are good at...

The icy sharp blade passed through the chest of the horrified Rashen sacrificial offering, and that huge force pinned him in a gorgeous robe to the wall behind him, and his body that had lost his life fluttered on the blade like a flag. , The blood sprinkled in the gravel under your feet, look carefully, and you can find a golden crown belonging to the noble sacrifice in the blood-stained gravel, but the symbol of power becomes meaningless after the death of the owner Up.

When he was dying, he seemed to be unable to believe all of this. He stared blankly at the magnificent temple in front of him. The sacred building that was re-established after thousands of years and walked on the earth for the glory of Ra is already The flames and smoke that were completely ignited and rushed into the sky represented the destruction and brilliance that had come. Under the icy cold like losing all the sunlight, the ruins on the ground made this scene so desolate.

Sim sat boredly on the top of the ruins of the temple destroyed by brute force. He propped his chin with his arm, watching the low-level demons laugh and chase down the priests who were unable to resist. He used to be addicted. For this kind of seemingly popular work, but now he only feels a kind of disgust.

It is meaningless to slaughter the weak!

He sneered, but he didn't stop him. These human beings were on the wrong side in their destiny choices, so they are now beginning to bear the price.

On the periphery of the destroyed temple in this settlement, under the intimidation of the hideous demons, the frightened people were threatened to the entrance of the temple. Sim stood at the top of the ruins, watching these renewed from modern society. Going back to the people of the Middle Ages and even more ancient times, he saw numbness in their eyes, saw hatred, saw anger, and saw despair.

All the negative emotions, along with the gathering of these people, made this ruined place even more broken.

listen!Humans!

Sim shouted loudly: As you can see, I am not the angel who came to escape the sea of ​​suffering. I am a devil, but sometimes you have to accept help from the devil... Look, behind me, there are some Oppress you, force you to give up the dream of freedom, and dedicate everything you have to the priests of the so-called gods. You may hate them, you may fear them, or you may even like them. All of these are fine, but today!

Nowadays!I give you a chance to choose your destiny again!

The devil reached out from behind and grabbed a priest who was trembling with fear and couldn't speak, and threw him at the crowd in front of him. In the past few months, the obedient people had been subconsciously taught by whips and death. Stepping away, the poor priest was thrown on the ground. How strong the devil's hands were, this hit him with a scream, his head battered, and only half a breath was left.

A broken knife was thrown at the priest's side, and people subconsciously remained silent, looking at the big demon Sim, who was akimbo and shouted:

kill him!Cut off with that shit belief!Those of you who have stated your position can return to the civilized world and escape from all this hellish!

But if you don’t want to do that...no one will force you!

The bald man Yin smiled: Like to live in this disgusting quagmire, or to live like a person, the choice is yours!

He looked back at the sky. In the scorching desert sky, a dense flying monster had flown towards this stronghold. They had the shape of a dragon and controlled the power of wind and lightning. That was the sky of Osiris. Dragon, one of Egypt's symbols of death.

Sim jumped up from the ruins, and the huge black dragon-shaped figure flapped its wings and rushed towards the sky. Behind him, flying demons flew up from the ruins, followed behind the great demon, towards the attacking gods. The envoys rushed over, the demons screamed and eager to fight, the new hell is also a cruel battlefield, and only constant fighting can give them enough strength to stand on.

After the battle is over, we will leave here...the time left for you is not much...sad humanity!

After a round of massacres by the revived Pharaohs, the remaining population in Egypt was not much, scattered within 7 large gathering points, almost everyone left in Egypt, and at this moment, it has long since stopped thinking. The redemption that I thought was brought by a ferocious demon, which undoubtedly left everyone in doubt.

And some people who had been completely frightened by the evil gods screamed unintelligible eulogy, rushed out of the blasphemous scene, locked in their own dilapidated house trembling, but there were more people, and Did not leave.

I...I used to be a professor...I taught history at Cairo University.

An unsightly old man who had been tortured by a cruel life was the first to walk out of the crowd. He said to himself, not to others, but to himself:

I don't have a prominent identity, I don't have money, and my wife passed away early. The relationship between me and my son is very fragile.

The old man bent down and tried to pick up the knife, but he was so weak that he couldn't pick it up after picking it up a few times, and his eyes were scattered, and his voice became hoarse:

I don't believe in God!I never believed it!I just want to find my poor son and my lovely grandson. I don’t want to live forever!I don't want a gift, I don't want to upgrade!

I only want my life!I only want my relatives!I just want them...

He slumped on the ground, seeming to sink into his own world. A tall figure walked out from the crowd, bent down, picked up the broken knife on the ground, and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

Go ahead!

The stranger said: Kill him!Go back to our lives, we are human!

He turned his head and looked at the people behind him who were mixed with fear and desire, he shouted:

We are human!How can we live like domesticated beasts!

Ahhhhh!

The old man exhausted his last weapon and slashed the priest's neck, who had been unconscious, with a knife. The blood splashed out, making the surrounding scalding gravel blood red. This knife exhausted all his strength and made him sit on the ground. And this splash of blood seemed to be a sign, a call. Behind him, those hesitating people finally acted silently.

They picked up the stones on the ground, wooden sticks, and even used their unsightly hands that had been worn out in the hard-working building temple, and walked towards the tied up and noble priests.

They finally made a choice.

The old man watched this tragic massacre. He didn't know what he thought of. He laughed wildly like a madman and slapped the ground. The laughter caught the attention of the young man who helped him. He bent down and asked:

Why are you laughing?

Ah ha ha ha, why can't I laugh?young people?Look around you... The Red Sea will not be separated because of our resistance, there is no great Moses to guide us, and there is no sacred Ten Commandments to purge all enemies, but don’t you think...it’s like. .. Is this like tomorrow's hope stained with blood?

The old man’s eyes began to scatter. He reached out and took the young man’s arm. He looked at him and exhausted his last breath:

Live!Good boy... live!!Through hell, you can see heaven...

The young man looked at the old man whose life began to wither in the last explosion. His lips moved to say something, but in the end, he just pursed his mouth and nodded vigorously:

My name is Techaka, old man...I will live!I live upright in the hall!I will change the world...

Seen from a high altitude, the seven settlements built along the still rushing Nile River are like seven spots of light burning in the darkness. Almost at the same moment, the entire river is set ablaze, under the command of Cyber. But it wasn't just Sim and Drax. He is now a big family, and it is not difficult to find a few demon lords who are flexible and capable of doing things.

The reason for this trouble is that, on the one hand, the two isolated islands of civilization and the new world’s thirst for human resources has reached a point where it cannot be satisfied. On the other hand...

The perfect world the master wants...that is for humans to live in.

The big tengu shook the fan, and the white robe behind it was drifting in the desert, making this monster feel more and more immortal. Of course, this is his nature, not that he wants to be promoted suddenly. Long before he took refuge in Cyberspace, he was already one of the most powerful creatures in the Demon Realm. It was not that simple for him to be promoted.

Compared to other busy demon lords, he seems to be very leisurely, just circling in the desert, seeming to find something. In the end, he stopped on a featureless sand dune. He leaned down, his fan shook slightly, and the ground The gravel was pushed away, revealing the ruins of a complete collapse below.

It did not come from hundreds of thousands of years ago, but only a few months ago... Cairo, the capital of Egypt, the anger of the god Ra, and the massacre land buried under the wind and sand with the city, millions of people in the city Few escaped, all of them were sacrificed for this city.

Ugh... evil god!

Tengu sighed, and he waved his hand. A storm formed behind him. At first it was very weak and couldn't even roll up the gravel, but soon it turned into a black storm.

Souls buried under the sand, if you can hear this voice, help me!

Tengu shouted in a voice that his soul could hear:

Release your anger, your despair, your pain, and let the gods who live above the sky take a look... the shouts of people from this world!Pull them off the throne and let them hear, your hatred, your curse!

The black wings behind the big tengu suddenly opened at this moment, the fan in his hand disappeared, and his voice became louder:

Desert, if you have your own soul, then wake up!

Raise your gravel!Shade the sun's rays!!

Boom boom boom boom

The sandstorm visible to the naked eye surged crazily at this moment. At the feet of the big tengu, in the ruins of the city covered in the desert, thousands of ghosts cried, like the open Sun Luo hell, those invisible ghosts, opened their arms from They rushed out from under the desert, and they lost their substance, and could not even hold a grain of quicksand, but at this moment, at the call of the big tengu, these ghosts abruptly lifted the entire fallen city from under the quicksand.

The millions of tons of quicksand was swept into the air by the Great Tengu's storm, and in an instant it formed the most terrifying desert storm in human history. Wherever it went, all the quicksand was rolled up and would be covered in death. The human civilization under the desert was exposed again under the sun.

That terrible pillar of quicksand penetrated the sky, and even Shiv, who commanded the Asgard garrison in Northern Europe, could see clearly.

The wine glass in General Sieff's hand was completely crushed at this moment, and her eyes shone with incredible light. Compared with the blank faces of other Gods Domain soldiers, she fully knew what the pillar of quicksand represented.

It was a demonstration, it was a battle flag, it was the horn of the beginning of the war, it was the cry of hell.

He is back!

Overlord is back!

Cyber ​​Hawk is back!

He wants to realize the arrogant curse that he left before he leaves. He wants to challenge the gods who have returned to the world with his own power. He wants to expel them from this world and send them back to where they should be one by one. .

He wants... he wants to kill!

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