Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Gold coins, this kind of currency has been active for two-thirds of the time period of human civilization. Until entering the new era, this ancient currency is still in circulation, but now, the convenient and easy-to-use floral paper has replaced this precious metal for circulation , Gold coins have also become ancient objects that collectors chase after.

But you need to remember that when something is endowed with special meaning, it actually no longer represents itself. For example, the gold coin thrown out by this young man is quite different.

It may not be called a gold coin, because there are no fixed patterns on both sides of it. When the bartender picked up the coin, what he saw was a painful and wailing human face, which almost condensed all human emotions. Despair and pain, while on the other side, there is an extremely peaceful face, which seems to represent all the happiness of human beings.

The bartender blew on it by his mouth, and then put it to his ear, the echoed moans and howls of pain, and a satisfied smile appeared on his wretched face.

"I haven't seen anything like this in years...pure soul gold."

A look of intoxication appeared on the bartender's face, he stood up straight, bowed his head slightly towards the young man,

"Then what can I do for you? Generous guest."

"Open the passage, and then help me hide it from the old man."

The guest said softly, "I said, I want to find some old friends to "come up."

The bartender shrugged, picked up a sharp knife from the table next to him, and winked at the customer.

"It's my duty to open the passage, but conceal it? No, no, no, I can't hide those great existences, and for the sake of this gold coin, the old man has already noticed you, you'd better move faster."

"puff"

He skillfully pierced the table knife into his heart, smiled at the guest with difficulty, and fell to the ground. His soul floated into the air and was eaten by a big invisible mouth. The face of the young guest The expression on his face became indifferent, he turned around and looked at the quiet motorcyclists.

"My name is Blake Hart Mephisto"

He whispered, the voice had a special magnetism, which made the motorcycle racers who had entered a state of tension because of the bartender's suicide feel a little confused, "You can call me "Witch Heart Demon", er, forget it, This name is too ugly, please call me "His Royal Highness", I prefer this title."

"You... what did you do to old George?"

A guy next door with a devil tattoo, a black hood, a beard, and a black biker jacket stood up, waved a beer bottle, and yelled,

"Damn it, I don't care what your name is! Why the fuck did you kill old George?"

"Human... rude fellow."

Wu Xinmo said contemptuously, he didn't lower his voice at all, this sentence undoubtedly made the dozen or so motorcycle racers in the bar feel humiliated, they stood up in unison, and walked towards Blake, The latter didn't panic, he just looked at the pattern on the arm of the strong man at the beginning with a puzzled expression.

"Wait, the tattoo on your next door, is that the devil?"

The strong man turned his head and glanced at his tattoo, he sneered,

"This is Mephisto, the legendary great devil who collects souls. His power is as strong as mine. Are you afraid? Little bastard!"

"No no no!"

Witch Heart Demon shook his head, and said seriously and seriously, "Mephisto's position is the Great Demon King. He is a part of the balance of the world, and his symbolic meaning cannot be profane. We don't have the title of Great Devil in our place, and he is not It is not responsible for collecting souls, that is the responsibility of the wardens under his command. He prefers to change into various forms and travel around the world and time. If I remember correctly, the old man’s favorite time to stay is the Middle Ages Renaissance Rome!"

The young man adjusted his clothes,

"And your strength is too weak, not even a ten-millionth of Mephisto's. In the end... Mephisto doesn't look like this, it's too ugly."

The bikers who said this were speechless. The strong man who started the fight felt that he was underestimated and humiliated. He reached out and grabbed Blake by the collar, and said viciously,

"Have you seen him? Do you know what he looks like? You bastard bastard!"

"I've seen it! Many times..."

Blake's eyes turned cold. He opened his hands and said softly, "As far as I know, tattoos in the human world represent the worship and pursuit of certain things. Do you worship the devil?"

"Then come and bow down to the real devil prince!"

"boom"

The dark green flame ignited Blake's body at this moment, tearing up his disguised human appearance, and showing the real him in front of these stunned motorcyclists. They raised their heads and looked up at the A terrifying existence that walked out of the flames, a deadly hot smile appeared on that distorted ghost face.

"Now...do you know what a devil looks like?"

"Come on, offer your souls!"

Ten minutes later, in a quiet transgressive bar, His Royal Highness Blake was sitting at the table drinking wine comfortably. After a few laps, it finally landed beside him, turning into a guy in a fluffy cloak with messy hair.

"Salute to you, Your Royal Highness!"

This guy bent over to salute in a strange way, his voice was like a mixture of thousands of winds, full of a feeling of erratic,

"Thank you for saving me from that damn clown's prison, but I'm wondering, what do you need me to come to this weak world for you?"

His Highness Blake waved his hand to signal him to be quiet,

"Wilde, Fengmo, wait a moment, we still have companions coming, I sacrificed a dozen souls not just to summon you."

"crack la la la"

The sound of water flow also sounded at this moment, and the water flow that appeared out of nowhere quickly gathered in the air to form a guy with a wet body. He glanced at Wilde and Blake, and he whispered,

"Your Highness, your loyal Walter is here to report!"

Finally, the ground bulges, and the endless sand gathers on the ground, and finally becomes a khaki doll, which quickly turns into a bald guy wearing a brown leather jacket. He is the rudest one. He sits on a chair He went up, reached for Blake's glass, and drank the wine in it.

"Sol is here... tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Everyone is here, okay, okay."

His Highness Blake stretched out his hand for everyone to sit down, he put his hands on the table, his black eyes looked at everyone,

"I have a plan! I killed the border guards and came to this world because I knew some of the old man's secrets. After the damn clown came, we had a hard time, so I plan to rebuild a A small hell on earth, get rid of the shackles of that damned old man!"

"Hehe, the Supreme Mage won't let us mess around, Your Highness, you don't know how powerful the Supreme Mage is, and your father doesn't even dare to confront her head-on in this world!"

The proud and unassuming Earth Demon Saul showed a trace of fear on his face, and he whispered, "Unless you are sure to persuade the Supreme Mage, I will not follow you around. Annoying her in this world is like annoying your father." Much scarier."

"Of course I am prepared!"

Blake didn't seem to be worried about this problem. This attitude immediately made everyone's eyes focus on him. His Royal Highness showed a winning smile,

"How many guys have come out of hell? They can hide in this world, why can't we? Could it be that the bondage that the supreme mage gave us is more terrible than that old man? And as long as I get what I want, I can be promoted to the devil king ...Think about it, a demon king who can fully release his power in this world, even if he can't defeat the Supreme Mage, is enough to win us some freedom..."

There was a trace of helplessness on his handsome and evil face,

"Freedom? Hehe, we bad guys actually desire this kind of thing."

Wind Demon Wilde and Ink Walter looked at each other, and finally the more gloomy Water Demon said,

"Sounds good, but I'd like to know, what do you want?"

"Saint Vaganza Contract!"

The devil prince said softly, "The old man signed the contract with 1000 evil spirits 200 years ago. As long as I get it and devour those 1000 evil spirits, I can fully control the power of hellfire. As long as we don't take the initiative to return to hell , in this world, the old man will never try to stop us!"

"Witch Heart Demon! Get out!"

An old voice sounded outside the door, and the bodies of the four people present stiffened immediately. Blake gritted his teeth, stood up, rushed out of the door, and saw the old man standing on the sand holding a skeleton cane. Mephisto, or rather, the Great Demon Lord Mephisto.

"Ah, great father... how do you have time to jump out of your damn time node to visit your useless son?"

His Highness Blake said mockingly, "Could it be that I, as the devil prince, don't even have the right to pursue a little bit of personal space?"

"Among my children, you are the least worrying one!"

Mephisto's face was full of anger, and he no longer had the calmness he had when he was talking to Saibo. The cane in his hand moved on the ground. He looked at the devil prince in front of him,

"How dare you descend into this world as a physical body? Are you crazy? Gu Yi only needs one finger to completely crush you!"

"But in this world, at least I don't have to worry about punishment from my great father, don't I?"

The devil prince lost all his demeanor at this moment, he gritted his teeth, the black evil lines on his face began to spread wantonly, he stared at his father,

"To hell with those rules you set! I'm free! I'll build my hell here, and I'll return to my home one day, and I'll bury you forever! You're old, Mephisto , you have lost the ambition you once had, and you are willing to live in hell! I am not you!"

"I...will not be you!"

"Hehe, those guys who don't know how to live by idling are already dead..."

Mephisto looked at his child, and he whispered, "Zeus once had the same idea as you, but the collapse of Olympus, which was destroyed by fire and rain, buried everything about him. How powerful are the Nine Kingdoms?" Powerful, you are not forced to hide in Asgard in the end! Blake, you have no idea what kind of power you are challenging... The ancient one has shaken the world for thousands of years, and you have no idea what Despair! You poor child."

"Are you sure you want to do it?"

he asked.

Blake gritted his teeth, "I'm sure!"

"Very well, then before Gu Yi arrives, let me solve this trouble myself!"

Mephisto's eyes were ignited with magma-like flames, but Prince Blake laughed loudly,

"It's okay for you to bully ordinary people as a weak carrier, but in this world, you are no match for me! Damn old man!"

"It's true that I can't do it myself, but in this world, my warriors and my knights will bury all your ambitions, witch, and I will wait for your desperate return in hell! You will be imprisoned in Hell for 1,000 Years, to punish your arrogance!"

"Then let them come!"

Two dark green flaming bat wings spread out behind Blake, he gritted his teeth,

"Let them come! I'll bury them! Then I'll bury you!"

"Hehe... childish!"

Mephisto glanced at his child for the last time. He shook his head, turned around and walked into the wilderness, and finally disappeared. His last voice was heard in the ears of the devil prince.

"Let me give you a last piece of advice, no matter what you want to do... before that day comes, don't provoke, Gu Yi!"