Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"You are willing to be deceived by a fool, and you are not willing to focus on what really matters. Gotham will be destroyed by you! Bastards!"

If you just listen to this sentence, then Director Lauber is definitely one of the characters who moved Gotham, but the fact now is that he and his unreasonable arrogance and arrogance are affecting the progress of really important things, so he In the end, he was "invited" out.

"Lauber was not such a stubborn person." Alfred whispered, "It's just that Falconi's death put his position in jeopardy, and he urgently needs to do something to maintain his current position. That's all."

"Ooooh! Listen to what you say, old man."

Saibo said exaggeratedly, "So for that fat man's position, the whole city, including you, is planning to have his hands tied and his head chopped off?"

He put his hands on the table, pointing his head on the palms of his hands, and looked at the crowd in front of him, "I'm actually very skeptical, how did such a thing get the position of the chief of the police station? Doesn't such a position require a person with justice in his heart?" , and someone with outstanding ability? For example, Sheriff Jim Gordon, I think he is good, Mr. Nestor, what do you think?"

"cough cough"

Of course Gordon knew who the person behind the mask was, but he was really embarrassed by such an ingenious "recommendation". He coughed lightly and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the mayor's assistant. The young and capable Nestor said bluntly,

"That's a leftover issue, we can talk about it later, let's talk about you now, Mr. Mysterious Man, although I don't know that sign personally, but from the opinion of Major Thomas, your news is trustworthy, then let us Let’s get down to business, who are they? Why are they attacking Gotham? And how are they going to attack Gotham?”

Saber turned to look at Alfred, who nodded at him,

"Let me introduce this one. After receiving the warning from Mr. Mysterious Man, the Wayne family spent a lot of effort to collect information about them. That organization is called the Shadow Fighters Alliance. Yes, it sounds silly, but it is really It exists, and its history is far beyond our imagination. The Great Fire of London in 1666 was created by them, including the several horrific massacres in Europe after entering the modern era, which are all related to them.”

Alfred pronounced his words clearly, and in just a few words, he exaggerated the horror of the Shadow Warrior Alliance, and then he emphasized his tone, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"As for why they are eyeing Gotham, unfortunately, we don't know the specific reasons, but judging from their internal situation, it is very likely that this is an action related to evil beliefs. You can regard them as being armed The heretics fight without regard for their own lives, and most importantly, they have undergone strict training, they are more difficult to deal with than ordinary soldiers, and their execution is extremely strong, which is why I called Shane Battier!"

Alfred looked at Nestor, his white-haired face revealed a dignified look,

"Until the National Guard arrives, we can't put all our hopes on the Gotham Police Department, and I'm sure Mr. Gordon shares the same opinion!"

The two nodded slowly. The Gotham Police Department is beyond bad. Major Thomas is a soldier. He is more concerned about the other side. After Alfred finished speaking, he knocked on the table and said asked the voice,

"And what about the playmaking patterns they might have had?"

"They can send out 300-500 people."

Alfred thought about it and said that he learned this number from his young master. The Shadow Warrior Alliance is a huge organization, and such an armed force can even be called an army.

"As for the offensive mode, we have confirmed that they have hijacked an instrument off the Atlantic Ocean that is going to be sent to the Nevada desert for military experiments. It was designed by Wayne Industries for the US military's desert combat plan. That instrument Quickly evaporates all liquid within a 5-block radius."

"It doesn't sound very threatening, can it evaporate water from the human body?"

Major Thomas asked, frowning, and Alfred replied in a low voice, "Yes! But I don't think they'll use it to vaporize anyone's blood."

Everyone looked puzzled, and Lucius, who was leaning against the door, stretched out a finger,

"What if, Mr. Major, the evaporated water contained psychotoxins?"

"boom"

Thomas stood up from the chair in an instant, put his hands on the table, looked at Lucius and Alfred solemnly, "Are you sure?"

They didn't answer, but the expressions on their faces proved everything. The major turned his attention to Nestor and Gordon again. From their ugly faces, the major already knew the answer to this question, yes, Nestor and Gordon Deng immediately thought of the poisoning incident at the Arkham Asylum on Narrow Island a few days ago.

"I will immediately contact the National Guard Command in this state!"

The major left his seat, he hesitated, "But with all due respect, it will take 3 hours for the National Guard troops closest to Gotham to arrive, plus the communication and reporting time, it is very likely that it will exceed 4 hours, Is there enough time?"

"Of course... not enough!"

Sable stood up with his shoulders moving, and spread his hands, "Guys, don't have illusions, they have come! My assistant was attacked by them on Narrow Island, yes, they have touched your house Now, maybe the next moment I will lift the knife and cut you on the neck."

"I immediately returned to the city hall and advised the mayor to evacuate the people."

Nestor is a real man of action, he stood up and put the coat in his hand, and Gordon also stood up, "I...hey, I can call those police officers who are still willing to act, Mounties And the heavily armed police, but I don't know where to take them?"

"To Narrow Island!"

Lucius, who had been standing at the door, took out a monitor from his pocket, which was a bird's-eye view of Gotham. A red circle was very obvious on the picture, surrounding the center of Gotham.

"It's the only vehicle that can cover the entire city center in the shortest amount of time. If I were one of those shadow fighters, I'd put that instrument on it and just walk around it. 30 minutes, Gotham City 40 % of the place will be completely covered by the fear gas that rises into the air, and the center of the water supply system of the entire city is below the Wayne Building, which is the end point. Once they reach there, the water supply system of the entire city will be finished. It will be the beginning of a second wave of chaos."

Lucius glanced at everyone, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I'm talking about the empty rail train. Its starting point is on Narrow Island. What they want is not destruction, everyone, what they want is chaos! So this That's the path they're most likely to choose."

"Understood!"

Gordon nodded, under the black-rimmed glasses, there was a pair of firm eyes, "I will do my best to guard the road to the narrow island, and I will not let them pass so easily!"

"Very well, let's do it, everyone!"

Alfred clenched his fists, "Time is no longer on our side, seize every minute and every second."

Everyone left one after another, Saibo didn't take off the black mask, he said in a low voice,

"I told you the news last night, and you didn't start to act until tonight, Mr. Fu, your efficiency is too poor!"

"You can't blame Ah Fu, Cyber."

Lucius sat next to him tiredly, took off his gold-rimmed eyes, rubbed his eyes,

"Falconi has corrupted the entire city's conquest department into a sieve, and it takes us a long time to figure out who's our friend and who's our foe, and you really don't think the Shadow Warriors are installed in Gotham City Hall One of your own, right? Haven't you thought about why Klein became the most famous doctor in the local area in just two years?"

"God, I'm feeling more and more like I'm on a sinking ship."

Saibo complained maliciously, "Maybe I can save my life if I join the camp of shadow warriors now. With such teammates, can we really win? Look outside, they are still preparing for the battle with bright lights." Carnival until dawn!"

"This is not their war."

Battier, who had been silent all this time, was wearing only a training vest on this late autumn night. He was probably in his 50s, a hale and hearty old man, and said, "Ah Fu never expects them to help, Mr. Mysterious Man, Didn't you ask how many mercenaries old Ah Fu hired?"

"Um?"

Seber became interested in an instant, he turned his head to look at Alfred who was sitting there resting, the latter noticed Seber's gaze, and his three fingers in the depths were shaking in front of Seber's eyes.

"300 people, the best we can hire!"

"ha!"

Seber stood up abruptly, he finally heard good news, "I take back what I just said, I finally found a trustworthy teammate, Alfred, if we win, you must be the biggest contributor. ..Wait, who are those people?"

Afu followed Seb's fingers and looked out the window. There, an orange pickup truck that matched Dad's old pickup parked in front of Wayne Castle, and a man in a black dress walked out of it. An elderly gentleman holding a cane, and five or six other people dressed in various colors, they strolled into the castle and seemed to be blocked, but soon, the security guards at the gate let them in.

"I'm not very familiar with Gotham's high society, Mr. Fu, have you seen them?"

Saibo turned his head to look at the old butler, the expression on the latter's face became ugly, he shook his head,

"Something is wrong! Battier, get your men ready!"

The mercenary leader grabbed his baseball cap from the table, put it on his head, and strode out. Seber also took out his mobile phone and dialed Kevin. After 1 minute, the call went smoothly. Hearing the girl's coquettish shouts and Kevin's violent panting,

"Wh.. what's the matter? I'm busy..."

The voice caught the attention of Alfred and Lucius almost immediately. Looking at the weird eyes of the two old guys, Seber's face under the mask also became awkward, but fortunately the mask was not taken off.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his desire to growl, and said in a low voice,

"Go drive and get things, Kevin, the opportunity you want is here!"

"......good!"

There was a sound of flying chickens and dogs on the other side of the microphone. A few seconds later, Kevin's voice came again,

"Head, I'll go there right away!"

On the other side, Bruce Wayne, who was standing bored in the hall and communicating with those people whose names he couldn't even remember, felt bored again and again. When the big battle was approaching, he had to be distracted to deal with it. These troublesome people made him feel helpless.

But his other layer of identity is destined to prevent him from joining the small meeting that is being held. He can only stay here and play his playboy image well. Life is already troublesome enough. If another layer is added If you need to hide your identity, then life is really no fun.

Bruce drank the sweet and greasy wine in his hand, put the glass aside, and then the maid's sweet voice sounded behind him,

"Master Wayne, there is a visitor here without an appointment. He said he is an old friend of yours."

"oh?"

Wayne eased his shoulders, and he turned around. "My friend is..."

He saw the tall man who looked at him indifferently, his beard was trimmed like a tiger's beard, gray and white, spreading around his mouth, Bruce couldn't speak the second half of the sentence, and the man with a superb figure The maid is still introducing,

"He said his name was Lars..."

"Lars Al Ghul."

Bruce put his left hand on the shoulder of the maid he had never seen before, and whispered, "Go down, let Alfred get ready to "entertain guests"."

The maid gave Wayne a wink, but Wayne didn't notice her, but locked her eyes on the silent tall man in front of him, so the maid could only turn around and leave helplessly.

"No! You are not him! You are not Lars al Ghul! I killed him with my own hands!"

Bruce stared at the tall guy, he whispered, and the next moment, another familiar voice sounded behind him,

"But isn't Lars al-Ghul immortal?"

"Isn't his will beyond reality?"

When Bruce Wayne heard this voice, his whole body trembled as if struck by lightning. He gritted his teeth and looked at the familiar and respectful figure behind him.

"Of course, the famous sons of Gotham who went out to fight for righteousness in the middle of the night have dual identities, so you probably wouldn't complain about an old friend's dual identities."

"Dukard! It's you!!"

The old gentleman put down the cane in his hand and leaned it in front of him. His eagle-like eyes were fixed on Bruce. His mustache was grizzled, separated on both sides and spread around his mouth, groomed like a real one. The tiger's beard is average, which makes him look like a very dignified figure.

"Call me Lars Al Ghul, Bruce Wayne, my best disciple! Are you happy to see me?"