Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Many people think that shooting a target is easy. In fact, it is a skill that needs long-term practice to gain something. Especially moving targets, it is very difficult.

Calculating lead is always a big problem, but for those who have mastered the skill, hitting a fast-moving train with a rocket is not too difficult, especially in the dark The moving train was still running with two dazzling headlights.

"The bigger the target, the easier it is."

Saber half-knelt on the ground, less than 10 meters away was Gotham seaside, the seaside boulevard would always be crowded with people at this point in the past, but at this time it was as quiet as a ghost, and the heavy grenade launcher was held by his shoulders Above, on the scope with night vision function, the outline of the speeding train is very conspicuous in the night sky.

He used a "serious" working attitude to calculate the advance of the launch three times. When the train rushed out of the narrow island, entered the suspension bridge connecting the narrow island and the urban area, and the sky above the sea, when the first piece of sea water was captured by the microwave launcher. When the vaporized water column appeared, his finger firmly pulled the trigger.

"boom"

Hot gas gushes out from the rear of the launcher on Saibo's shoulder like a pillar of fire in the dark, and the conical rocket breaks away from the top of the launcher in this crazy acceleration, at an extremely high speed. Quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into an arrow of light flying towards the dark sky.

The air rail is 30-50 meters above the ground, and the part above the sea will appear higher, but even so, the straight-line distance from the train to Cyber ​​will never exceed 1000 meters, and it only takes 3-4 seconds , it can hit the speeding train with Cyber's killing intent.

This is also Saber's plan.

As for whether Bruce is on it, as for the impact of this thing after it explodes, and how many people will die after the explosion, these are all out of his scope of thinking.

Doing anything, thinking too much will make you feel at a loss, and the best way is to do it directly, but Cyber ​​doesn’t have much time to observe. After launching the first rocket, he subconsciously The only reaction is to pick up the second rocket from the ground and fill it quickly.

But just when he set up the sight again, a group of dazzling light appeared in his sight, it was like the first round of small sun lit up in the dark night sky, the burst of light and heat at this moment , almost lighting up the entire Narrow Island and half of Gotham together!

He couldn't help stretching out his palms to block his eyes. The scorching heat seemed to be felt even at a distance of nearly a thousand meters. Even on the sea, there was a surge of tides surging in all directions from the center of the explosion. It was as if a shock bomb had exploded in Uncle's ears, making him dizzy for a moment, but he quickly recovered. This was the air vibration caused by the loud noise just now.

Come fast, go fast!

But Saibo can swear that this light can be clearly seen even several kilometers away. It is impossible for ordinary rockets to cause an explosion of this level, so there is only one possibility, and that is... that instrument, died in the explosion. up.

This can also be confirmed by the giant white air column that has fallen from the sea. The microwave launcher is finished and destroyed!

Saibo, who was still half kneeling on the ground, heaved a sigh of relief. He casually threw the heavy rocket aside, and only used the sight of the launcher to observe the scene after the explosion. Although he could not see clearly, The flames generated at the moment of the big explosion tore apart the head of the train in an instant, and also blew up the track of the sky rail. In the sea connected with the city center.

If the suspension bridge connecting the two sides hadn't been put away by Lucius, just this impact would be enough to completely destroy the suspension bridge.

Saibo could guess that the earth-shattering noise and the big ball of fire definitely shocked the whole city. Even in his "career" in the past, Saibo rarely encountered such a big scene , Frankly speaking, his little heart was also pounding a little bit, but then, Sable found something in the sight that surprised him even more.

There are two people! They are hanging on the broken sky rail!

He swears that he is absolutely not dazzled, that is the two people hanging under the railroad tracks, due to the distance and the poor vision of the night vision goggles, he can only vaguely see the shadows of the two people floating in the air, but in the On this occasion, he thought with his ass, he could know who those two guys were.

Saibo subconsciously touched the flying claw gun hanging on the back of his waist. He hesitated for a moment, thinking of Alfred's character with the young master as the core, finally gritted his teeth, and walked quickly to the black battle ax parked beside him. Afterwards, the shocking sound of the engine sounded again, and the shadow, which was deeper than the night, quickly rushed towards the connection between the narrow island and the urban area.

"If you die, I will lose a lot!"

Saibo, who was lying on the Tomahawk locomotive and breaking the wind, turned his head and looked at the distant sky. He couldn't see everything that happened on it, but the contract was a contract, and a contract was a contract. He wanted to take advantage of the Wayne family. Bruce's Life is the most important weight.

He doesn't dislike this temporary boss who has his own bottom line. Of course, it would be even better if he could be more generous!

After buying a villa, Saibo has returned to the state of cash-strapped. Although it is very vulgar, he really needs a lot of money now to maintain a higher standard of living. This is the most basic part of Saibo's future planning. Huan, if he can't even achieve this, then his new life will be a failure.

On the other side, Bruce struggled to reach out and grab the icy railroad tracks. With both arms, he put his drenched body on the slightly wobbly railroad rails, panting heavily, the rocket bomb just now hit He hit the air rail within 2 seconds after he jumped out of the window. If it wasn't for the armor's own fireproof effect, and it was covered by the explosion and the water column stirred up by the microwave launcher, he might be swallowed by the burst of flames .

But even so, at the moment he climbed the rails, he still felt a burning pain in his back, and he couldn't use his left leg, a faint, piercing pain, and the wound was already numb. In the explosion, fragments hit his body.

But the worse thing was right in front of him. Less than 100 meters away from him, another guy in a mess was lying there, lingering like him.

Dukad's situation is definitely worse than Bruce's. He has no armor to protect him. Except for avoiding the center of the explosion with his shadow-like movement ability at the last moment, he almost ate the horrible explosion and the whole process. The devastation of the flames, in fact, Dukad can survive such an attack is far beyond Bruce's imagination.

"cough cough"

The leader of the shadow fighters struggled to get up from the rails. He was still holding a shard of a small bottle in his hand. He threw the shards of glass into the darkness. Bruce raised his head from the rails panting, and saw Dukad's The body was twisting abnormally, but the wounds, those horrible, burned and torn wounds, recovered quickly with a crystal luster.

"Almost...hehe, just a little bit."

Ducat's gloomy voice reached Bruce's ears. He seemed to be in great pain, and there was a price for escaping death. For Ducard, the price was his empty right arm.

"If there is no spring water from the Spring of Resurrection, maybe you and your bastard friends have really killed me, my disciple, Bruce Wayne, just a little bit!"

Ducat stepped forward. At an altitude of nearly 50 meters from the sea below, the icy night wind whistled and blew through his hair. His left arm and most of his body had returned to their original shape. The scars, that is the body of a hundred battles, just like the oldest warrior.

This magical scene confuses Bruce's head. Even though he has seen too many things that cannot be understood in the past 7 years, the scene in front of him still makes Bruce a little unbelievable. , He didn't come back to his senses until Ducat's terrified and abnormal face that was bombed gradually recovered in the halo.

"You... who the hell are you?!"

"I am Lars Al Ghul!"

Ducard swung the stick sword he had been holding in his hand with one hand. The long sword was distorted by the flames just now, but the blade was still deadly. It looked like a black poisonous snake. His voice became Deeper and hoarse than before,

"After I accepted this name, this is the closest I've been to death. You've done a good job, but this world is much more than what you see. Bruce, my disciple, my successor, come and embrace you." Mission, you will see a real new world, the real, trembling truth hidden under the world!"

"I reject!"

Bruce also struggled, standing up staggeringly, the cloak behind him had become dilapidated from the previous flames, and there were obvious cracks on his bat helmet, his condition was very bad, he even Running has become a luxury.

But now his spirit and will have reached the real peak. After that big bang, Gotham's biggest crisis has been resolved. For this city, the most dangerous thing is the only thing left in front of him. A dangerous person who is regarded as a mentor.

He was panting heavily, using his experience in battle, and using his will to suppress the pain in his body with great difficulty. Under the cracked bat mask, his eyes were shining brightly,

"I refuse! I will not be the messenger of destruction, if I was born with a mission... then here, in Gotham!"

"You want to defend the city?"

Ducard lost his last patience, he roared like a lion, "You stupid man! Open your eyes and see, you are just an ordinary man in a cape, why do you stop me?" The realization of true justice? You can't even fight those crimes!"

Bruce's breathing gradually calmed down, and together with his peaceful will and voice, in the howling night wind, facing this existence that was almost resurrected from the dead, he firmly said,

"Didn't you teach me, Ducat."

"The superficial order maintainer is the easiest to lose fighting spirit for self-satisfaction, and even himself will eventually fall into the pitiful existence of injustice, but if I can surpass myself and dedicate myself to a certain belief, then anyone Can't stop me, I'll turn into something eternal!"

There was an unabashed irony and stubbornness in Bruce's voice,

"Look, Master, haven't I been doing what you taught me?"

"But you forgot, I shaped you now!"

Ducard shouted, "I woke you up from the dark abyss, I turned you from a coward to a warrior now! You should listen to me! Instead of finding any reason to stop the real The great thing is not to use the power I taught you to stop this greatest justice!"

His voice was full of unbearable anger and a kind of regret,

"In the final analysis, Bruce... you still failed to get rid of the shackles of mortals in the end, and you chose to become an ordinary person in the end... Then come on, let me end your shameful choice, let me end everything you dreamed of! You and Me, only one person can leave alive! That is me!"

The icy night wind blew across the sky above Gotham, and the duel between the master and apprentice seemed to start at any moment, and the next moment, accompanied by a crisp impact, a teasing voice sounded in the darkness behind him,

"Hey, old man... Did you forget to look back, it's not just the two of you here!"

Seb retracted the flying claw gun, he patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and then reached out and pulled out the dark long knife behind his back, his eyes passed Ducat, and fell on the embarrassed Bruce, Batman's body, he whispered,

"Man, don't listen to the old man's nonsense, nothing makes you, Bruce, only you can make yourself. As for will and symbols, how to say, someone told me once: cowardice imprisons the soul, and the long Living hope can make people feel free.”

He waved the knife in his hand, and took a playful look at Ducat standing in the center,

"The strong save themselves, the saint saves others... Some people think they are saints, but they are nothing..."