Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"So what is this thing?"

The new chief, Bruce, who is stationed in the wasteland of Moubis, sat on the high stool in the laboratory, with a calm face watching the busyness of the killing machine in front of him. The various experimental equipment that she could not name looked very strange. The high-end atmosphere, the light that has been filtered 47 times from the sky shines on the mother box placed on the table, rippling with a strange light.

Although she was asking questions, judging from the impatient look in her eyes, Bruce's interest and patience for this place had reached the limit.

Faced with her question, the killing machine did not look back. While debugging the nano-level analyzer in front of him, he said in a deep voice:

"A technological device that can easily break the world's boundaries in theory is more convenient, easier to use, and more portable than a world converter composed of N metal."

"Can it be used by us?"

Bruce snorted, but the answer was no.

"It's not possible at the moment. The technological content of this thing is a bit high, and its composition is a bit weird. I need some time to analyze it, but the final cracking should not be difficult."

"Then you can analyze it carefully, and strive to produce a result before the arrival of the overlord."

Bruce stood up from the chair, adjusted her clothes, and walked outside the laboratory. She also saw the endless army of demons rushing out of the tunnel opened by this mother box, she could easily understand The role of this thing in large-scale wars, and if Bruce's prediction is correct, the Muubisi Wasteland will soon usher in another counterattack from the Apocalypse.

She walked out of the laboratory and looked at the endless dark red wasteland in front of her. Under the hills not far away, there was a large excavation site. The residents of the wasteland did not get free because of the retreat of the conquerors of the Apocalypse. , On the contrary, all their manpower was gathered again and continued to unearth the crystal hidden under the wasteland.

This time it was no longer for the god of darkness, but for the worship of the overlord.

Of course, compared to the group of Apocalypse stars who are accustomed to slavery and destruction, the second wave of conquerors is obviously much closer to the people...

Under the leadership of the new leader of the wasteland civilization, the son of the former great elder, the last scholar of Muubis, Alte, the residents who survived the cruel war expressed their gratitude to the newcomers. The woman among them He and the child were sent to the Moubis business station for training, while the man stayed and continued his former work.

But this time, they have a new assistant...

"The cooperation between the omnivorous excavators and the local indigenous people is quite good."

Seeing Ms. Bruce stepping onto the platform, the former plague lady who had been reduced to a knight attendant, Ms. Vera hurried forward and whispered:

"In the past 4 days, after getting enough supplies and drinking water, as well as good temporary housing, the work efficiency of these workers has increased by at least three times compared with before. The latest 27 crystals have been unearthed and sent to the commercial station... ."

"Not enough! I am not satisfied with this progress!"

Bruce looked at the busy omnics and the workers as detectors in the large digging theater below, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and she said in a deep voice:

"Let Brigadier General Sergey send another omnivorous army to improve the treatment of these workers. I want them to at least double their work efficiency!"

"but!"

This command made Ms. Vera's eyes widened, and she subconsciously retorted:

"Allowing them to extend their working hours may cause dissatisfaction among these newly converted natives, and even cause the same riots as before..."

"So I got our purpose wrong?"

Bruce stared at Vera sharply: "We didn't do it for the fragments, but to improve their lives, right?"

Ms. Vera immediately understood that she had made a mistake, but Bruce didn't need her answer. She set her eyes back on the excavation field in front of her and said softly:

"Under the rule of the Apocalypse, they could unearth 30-40 crystals a week. At that time, they had no rest, no safety, no pay, and they would die at any time..."

"We came, we helped them drive away the invaders, gave them their land, gave them rest, safety, and even paid them... However, the fragments I get every week are actually the same as before. The same amount... don’t you think this is unreasonable? My Vera... if they don’t know how to be grateful, I think I need to let them re-experience the feeling of slavery."

"I see! Madam!"

Miss Vera lowered her head and said in a deep voice, "I will let Elt understand what we mean as quickly as possible!"

"well..."

Bruce snorted. She raised her head and looked at the dim sky. She asked softly, "Have you found the tomb of the Conqueror?"

"Ivan and Bruno took the soul of the elder to search among the stars. They have determined the location of that alien space!"

Vera replied: "We guessed wrong. The tomb is not in the wasteland. It should be the companion plane of this planet. It is very unstable. It needs to respond to the astrology before it can be opened at a certain time. Judging from the current situation, we may only need to wait a month, and under the right astrology, we can easily open it!"

"One month..."

Bruce's expression hesitated: "The beasts of the Apocalypse are planning a war, we...maybe we don't have so much time, can we forcefully break the plane?"

"In theory, it is possible, but the risk is a bit high. Forcibly exploring the final legacy of an advanced starry sky civilization may cost some casualties."

"Use omnibus and demons to fill in! Anyway, they won't really die. Don't care about the amount of resources invested. That is not worth mentioning compared to the threats we face. I only have one requirement: end the waste as quickly as possible. Earth thing!"

Bruce waved her hand, and the impatience in her eyes jumped more violently:

"I have begun to hate this world!"

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Elt rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, closed his hand to read the projection, and the process of absorbing knowledge is absolutely enjoyable for a scholar, but long-term infiltration will make the spirit tired.

Although he has become the leader of the Muubisi Wasteland civilization and the hero who rescued the remnants of the tribe from the brutal rule of the Apocalypse, Elt himself is still a mortal, a little impulsive, and a little at a loss. Facing the delicate situation, frankly speaking, his heart is also a little ups and downs.

He stood up, walked out of his comfortable lounge, and walked to the porthole of the starship that was slowly leaving the orbit of the Moubis wasteland. He looked at the huge dark red planet. It was him. The place of birth is his home.

"Mr. Airt, do you like the new book?"

A voice sounded behind him, and Elt turned his head and saw Brigadier General Sergey approaching with a smile. He hurriedly leaned over to salute: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Brigadier General, my civilization has withered. Great knowledge is scattered in time. Frankly speaking, even in the tower of scholars, there will be no such systematic knowledge."

Elt smiled at Sergey:

"The learning process makes me very happy..."

"So, I can tell at a glance, you are a real scholar..."

With a smile, Sergey reached out and handed a cigar to Alte. The two stood by the porthole. A special look was surging in the deepest part of the Brigadier General's eyes. He whispered:

"In fact, the galactic civilization circle welcomes outstanding young people like you to study there. We welcome friends, and we will try our best to meet the needs of friends. If you want, you will be able to go immediately after returning to the business station. Tickets for the galaxy..."

This made Elt a little moved, but after thinking for a few seconds, he shook his head and said with some regret:

"As a person, I am willing to go to a civilized place to study, but my people still need me. With your help, our civilization has just begun a difficult recovery. At this moment, I cannot leave them, just like As my father once did, I want to protect my people!"

This answer made Sergey's eyes narrowed. After a while, he let out a hearty laugh, and he patted Alter on the shoulder:

"Well, Mr. Airt, let me tell the truth, I hope you can bring your people into the galaxy civilization circle... Your people have a natural feeling for the phoenix fragment, which is one for us. This is a very important ability, I can guarantee that after you agree, your people will be better placed, you will have a brand new planet, fully owned by your revived civilization, and we will provide everything you need! "

"But, but we were born in Moubis!"

Elt said softly: "We are still the mother planet of the Muubisi civilization, the birthplace of the civilization of the stars, we belong here!"

"What does it matter then?"

Sergey flicked the cigar in his hand slowly, and said in a gentle voice:

"Is the Muubisi civilization circle good for you? When you were enslaved, I did not see your fellow civilizations lend a helping hand, in the interstellar age...Alter, you have to understand that in the vast interstellar In this era, small civilizations serve large civilizations, and large civilizations protect small civilizations. This is a common rule among the stars."

"I also believe that those of you who have experienced the tyranny of the Apocalypse can easily tell who is a friend and who is an enemy..."

The Brigadier General looked at Elt's somewhat changed expression, he added another fire, and he lowered his voice:

"Actually, the Galactic Civilization Circle is planning a conquest of the Moubis Civilization Circle. As you know, there are many things we need in this star field. The Overlord cannot give up here, and the Galactic Civilization will not give up either. Join us at this time, and your people will not be caught in the flames of war. This is a good thing! Elt, don’t you want to restore the glory of the home planet of Moubis?!"

"A big galaxy will always set up a governor. I think... no one in this starry sky is more suitable to control the land left by your ancestors. You are the true legal heir. There are stars flowing in your veins. The most noble blood, and those pretending to be civilized worlds, they, huh, they are just a bunch of clowns!"

Sergey had said everything to this extent, and Alte's throat couldn't help but move up and down. In the face of this temptation, no reasonable person could refuse.

"I..."

"boom"

Before Elt’s words were spoken, a loud noise pierced the stars outside the cabin. Amid the violent shaking of the starship, Sergey turned his head subconsciously, and saw the small Moubis in the distance. The earth was completely shrouded in a dazzling red light, just like an invisible big hand, slowly closing this dying planet into hell.

"Do not!!!"

Elt leaned on the porthole in front of him with a moth fighting the fire. His eyes widened to the extreme. In his incredible gaze, his home star was implosing, like It was the most terrifying giant bomb that was placed in the center of the planet, crushing his world piece by piece in the beating of the crimson light.

Those shattered earth surging in all directions, in the rolling of magma, are like the last cry of the world.

The crimson halo is more like a beating sun, where it radiates, everything is gone.

The most terrifying manifestation of this destruction caused the well-informed Sergey to be stunned. The cigar between his fingers fell on the ground and a few sparks bounced.

After the Muubisi wasteland completely turned into a gravel belt among the stars, the scarlet halo suddenly closed. In the light, a tall figure sat on the throne, and he looked at him indifferently. He snorted the world that was destroyed by his own hands. His tyrannical voice echoed back and forth among the dark stars, like thunder, which sounded in Sergey's ears:

"This is the price of rebelling against the Dark God..."

"The destruction of this sad world is just the beginning! You have earned the destruction for yourself, and soon... I will find you, and strangle you one by one!"

"The great apocalypse will not fail! The great dark god will not fail!"

"All this! It will belong to me! It will belong to... invincible, Darkside!!!"