Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

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Dilapidated, riddled with holes, and with flame marks, it was almost like an old pickup truck that had come off the battlefield and parked in the depths of the jungle in front of Wayne Manor. If it weren't for Bruce's guidance, Seber would have It is impossible for people to find this place in the quiet night.

Wayne Manor itself is already located on the outskirts of Gotham. This place is even more exaggerated. It is already located on the edge of Gotham, and a few kilometers away is the state highway leading to other cities. This is the area belonging to the Wayne family. Ordinary people can't get in at all, even if they get in by luck, they can't be lucky enough to find this place surrounded by woods and mountain walls before they are discovered.

Saibo opened the car door, maybe he used a little too much force, the door slammed on the ground with a bang, Saibo scratched his head speechlessly, this car is completely useless, I hope the old man will not carry the lever when he comes back It is said that the old Springfield, who participated in World War II and whose rifling was almost smoothed out, looked for him desperately.

He took a deep breath, in this quiet darkness, in this jungle, there was a strange sound echoing from time to time, it should be the sound made by startled little animals living in the lush forest, Saibo Looking into the distance, you can even see the black smoke rushing into the sky when Wayne Castle burned.

In front of him was a small waterfall. After he turned on the flashlight, he could vaguely see a dark crack in the mountain behind the waterfall. It is the passage to hell.

Anyway, a normal person would never choose to enter there at this time.

Bruce, Alfred and Lucius also got off the pickup truck. Seber lit a cigar and turned to look at the three people behind him.

"This is the bat nest? What a wonderful hiding place! You guys really know how to hide things."

There are still a few scratches on Bruce's face, this apparent playboy is in a bad mood right now, he doesn't want to say a word, but since Seber really saved his life tonight, and it's the second time , He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief, then nodded.

"From here you can enter directly under Wayne Castle. There are only these two entrances there. Come with me, Ah Fu, and find some ropes, otherwise it will be difficult for us to just dive in like this. The water surface in that place is very deep."

After Alfred and Lucius moved a little away, Bruce approached Seber, lowered his voice,

"Thank you, Sable, you didn't have to do that."

The latter didn't look back at all, he shook his hands, then bent down and carried the unconscious Kevin out of the car.

"That's employment, isn't it? You are my BOSS, I should do something for you, but Bruce, in this situation, do you still want to stop me?"

Sable meant something, and Bruce also knew what Sable meant. A trace of tangle flashed in his eyes, but in the end, the tangle turned into firmness. He nodded and put his left hand on Sable's shoulder superior,

"Go ahead and protect this city with me!"

"No, no, I won't protect it!"

Seber turned his head and bared his teeth at Bruce, "I'm just fulfilling the employment agreement, protecting it is what you have to do, come on, while there is still time, let's talk about that Ducat, that shadow-like Is the way of movement a kind of ability, or some kind of special technique?"

Saber stuffed the cigar back into his mouth with one hand, took a deep puff, and let the smoke come out of his nostrils,

"Why do I feel that the shadow fighters I saw are not the same as what Ah Fu said... Could it be that the shadow fighters you saw before were fake shadow fighters?"

"Ducard...he hides a lot from me."

Bruce clenches his fist, his teeth clashing, too, in rage,

"Thinking about it now, the one I destroyed in Nepal should have been just a branch of Shadow Warrior. It was a disguise. I was deceived by him from beginning to end... As for the attack method, I'm sorry, I haven't seen him either." But I can be sure that this kind of thing must be an absolute secret in the Shadow Warrior Alliance, you don't have to worry about meeting several such opponents at once."

"Then what is the trial he was talking about?"

Saibo asked again, this question made Bruce silent for a moment, he finally sighed, "Ducard once said to me that he hoped that I could succeed Lars Al Ghul and carry forward the League of Shadow Warriors , I thought it was an encouragement, but now it seems that it should be one of the ways he chooses his successor."

Bruce turned his head and looked at the black smoke rising in the sky, his gaze became deeper and more painful in the darkness,

"Serber, do you know? Ducat had already died in that resistance, but I rescued him. I thought I rescued a person who still had compassion, but I personally caused the current situation." Everything, I wanted to protect this city, but I... pushed it into the abyss with my own hands..."

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds,

"So, are you confessing to me? Dude, first I'm not a priest, and second, I have no feelings for this city. You've got the wrong guy."

Saibo threw the cigar in his hand on the ground and stomped it out. He carried Kevin in one hand while turning around and walking towards the waterfall. His slightly indifferent voice sounded in the darkness,

"Wars are always going to happen, all we can do is accept it, and if it makes you feel better, then I'd say it's not really your fault, but I don't think you need this kind of soft stuff, think Rachel, Think about the people you care about and the people you love, and waste time on the past?"

"Sorry, that's the most useless thing in the world! Heck, I need my armor right now, my knife, my weapon, and some food, and finally a car, you've got it all Bar?"

On the other side, in that orange pickup truck, a silver-white precision instrument with seemingly no gaps on the surface was placed in the middle of the compartment. Lars Al Ghul, also known as Dukad, Sitting in the carriage, his clothes were lifted up, and behind him, a soldier in a black combat uniform was using a pair of tweezers to move in Ducat's wound, and finally pinched out a bullet with blood and broken pieces. Meat bullets.

During this process that is enough to drive ordinary people crazy, Ducard did not say a word. After the bullet was taken out, his face turned pale. Another soldier carefully took out a delicate wooden box from under the seat and opened it. Taking out a test tube-like water bottle from it, Ducard held it in his hand, twisted it open gently, and poured the crystal clear liquid on his wound.

"Well…"

Master Ninja clenched his fist tightly. At this moment, the iron-like leader let out a muffled groan, but in the not-so-bright light of the carriage, the hideous wound was visible to the naked eye under the cover of the liquid. speed of healing.

This liquid is so amazing!

And during the whole process, the five people in the carriage didn't say a word, just like the most ruthless fighters, completely eliminating the influence of emotions on them.

This unremarkable truck was driving on the chaotic lanes of Gotham. Its direction was obvious. It was Narrow Island, a place that 80% of Gotham people would not want to go to. The mayor After confirming the news brought back by the assistant, the evacuation of civilians began at an unprecedented speed, but the progress was not smooth. The streets were full of cars leading to the outside of the city, and everyone was honking their horns anxiously. .

It was noisy!

There are also ordinary people on foot, led by the mounted police who went to the refuge area. After realizing that a terrorist attack was about to happen, and the National Guard had begun to march towards Gotham, all people with identities poured in At the airport, on this night, dozens of planes flew out of Gotham.

But it doesn't matter, Ducard looked at the noise outside the window, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"The building is going to fall and they're all kicked out of their homes... that's great, isn't it? If the city ends up being destroyed, I think we have to thank the people at the top for letting them drown in fear and tell each other Killing, this city will become London in a new era, and the fire will be lit by our own hands."

Satisfied, he swung the cane in his hand. His wound had completely healed. A few minutes later, the orange pickup truck stopped outside the bridge leading to Narrow Island. In front of it, more than a dozen vehicles Police cars formed a simple line of defense, and farther away, a large number of heavily armed police officers were sent to the interior of Narrow Island in police cars to maintain possible riots.

This is almost all the policemen that Gordon could find, even those mounted policemen who would not be dispatched on weekdays were dispatched. They were fully armed on horseback, lined up in two rows, and headed towards Narrow Island. In the anti-riot operation, the cavalry played a much more useful role than the ordinary police. Obviously, Gordon had arranged for the worst-case scenario.

This rare busyness made the sheriff a little tired. Sitting in the command car, he turned his head and looked behind as if feeling something, and then saw the orange pickup truck turning around the street corner and driving over. He felt a little Doubt, now that everyone is moving away from the narrow island, why would anyone try to enter the narrow island?

"Boss! There are obstacles ahead, a large number of policemen, do we need to forcefully break through?"

The driving warrior turned his head to look at Dukad who was sitting in the co-pilot. The old gentleman who had recovered his previous elegance snorted contemptuously,

"Our warriors are ready on the Narrow Isle. The great war is about to begin...Where's the time to waste on these scum? Turn on the transmitter and let them be crushed by their own fears."

As soon as he gave an order, the two soldiers immediately entered a series of complex passwords on the silver-white instrument. After 2 seconds, the shell of the instrument slowly opened outwards amidst an electronic sound like birdsong, revealing the The body of the rapidly rotating cylindrical emitter with blue light spots, in a place invisible to human eyes, powerful, scorching microwaves shot out from the front of the instrument.

In theory, this instrument can even directly evaporate the water in the human body, but it needs to be adjusted to the highest output. This trial product has been added with a safety lock. The Shadow Warrior Alliance is not impossible to crack, but they can't use that fear function now. Hundreds of thousands Tons of dread-venom-tainted water flowing beneath their feet will help them break the spine of Gotham.

After all, how many ordinary people can fight against the deepest churning fear in their hearts?

At the beginning, the microwave launcher only made the steam above the thermal well on the ground slightly thicker, but at the next moment when Ducat ordered to strengthen the energy, with the small truck as the center of the circle, all the thermal energy within a full range of 1,500 meters around At this moment, the well was washed away by the crazily surging mist, like a white column of steam rushing into the sky.

However, the microwave transmitter is not enough to send these vapor columns into the higher sky, so when they rise about 10 meters, they quickly spread out in the form of mist. In just 5 seconds, the entire block was covered. This kind of mist mixed with special things shrouded it.

This scene stunned Gordon who got off the command vehicle. He subconsciously grabbed the gas mask hanging behind him and put it on his face. After the water vapor was evaporated, the concentration of the fear gas had dropped to an extremely low level, but for ordinary people, the double stimulation of physiology and psychology, the severely amplified senses in the dark and the spasm of the circulatory system still made them He lost most of his fighting power almost instantly.

At first, their bodies just started to tremble. Some weak people fell down holding their necks. This situation aggravated the psychological stimulation of others. In the distorted world, everything around them became frightened. Shouting and hitting the people around them, more people began to fight back, and finally with the first gunshot, the situation was completely out of control.

"Go away! Get away from me! Ugly!"

"Demon, demon!"

"Ahh! Kill you! Kill you!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The smell of blood became more and more pungent in the chaos. Gordon wanted to stop all of this, but he couldn't do anything... He could only watch helplessly as the policeman he brought shot bullets into his companion's body amidst crazy shouts. What's even more frightening is that after the fog dispersed, the surrounding people who were guided to the refuge also showed signs of chaos.

Gordon rushed out with a pistol in his hand. He stood trembling in front of the truck. He raised the pistol with both hands and kept pulling the trigger against the black windshield, like a praying mantis in front of the moving train. generally.

"Bump!"

Ducard looked indifferently at Gordon in front of him. He wore a special mask covering his mouth and nose, and gave orders ruthlessly. The modified truck roared and savagely smashed through the defense line composed of police cars. Gordon looked at the truck that was getting closer and closer, and watched the sparks of the bullets bursting out of the surface of the truck. For a moment, he even felt that being hit to death was a good ending.

But in the end, the faces of his wife and daughter flashed in his mind, and Gordon jumped out to avoid the overbearing van. At that moment, he saw Ducat's disdainful expression, and the leader raised his head Finger, stroked lightly on his neck.

A throat-slitting ceremony of the utmost arrogance.

Gordon clenched his fists, watching the truck swaying along the bridge towards the narrow island. After the damp mist was opened, what remained were two ruts covered with blood and minced meat.

This has become the place where the chaos first appeared, and this has become the place where the gates of hell are opened.

He slammed twice on the ground, and finally picked up the communicator as if his whole body was weak. After a while, his desperate voice sounded in the ears of Bruce and Seber,

"It's over... We couldn't stop them... Chaos, it's starting."