Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Gotham, which has been noisy all day, finally regained its calm at the moment of sunset, just like the end of the most ordinary day.

The citizens who were sent to take refuge in the hell dimension were notified that they could go home. After being terrified, they finally got good news, so they lined up to enter hell as before, under the escort of those ferocious demons, and Step out of the portal once and return to Gotham under the sunset.

At the moment they stepped through the portal, the citizens were pleasantly surprised to find that Gotham, which had been changed in terrain, had returned to its original appearance. In the setting sun, the whole city seemed to be covered with a veil of light, looking So beautiful, and this always noisy city has never been so quiet.

Mr. Napple carefully helped his pregnant wife back to his dilapidated but warm home, everything was as it was when they left.

"Jack, there's no flour, can you go get some?"

Mrs. Napple wanted to cook a meal to comfort the two people who had been frightened that day, but the flour in the kitchen ran out, so she called out to her husband, who smiled tenderly at her and took Money walked out the door.

At this time, darkness has fallen. Originally, at this moment, no one would go out in Gotham. The law and order in this city is too bad. However, Mr. Napple was walking on the nearby streets, but unexpectedly saw a lot of food After dinner, people came out for a walk, and some parents took their children to play in the park dotted with light green light.

This scene made Mr. Napoor somewhat emotional. Although being ruled by a person of unknown origin is a thing that is unclear or unfortunate, the needs of ordinary people living in the city are very simple. What they want is peace. After a tiring day, you can walk safely in the city at night without worrying about a robber jumping out of the dark, robbing yourself and your family of the money they live on, and even taking their lives.

On the way home carrying a small bag of flour, Mr. Napple saw two dark knights on dark horses patrolling silently. He knew that they were "policemen" arranged by the mysterious lord. , people are always horrified to see the existence of these not living things, but no one is grounded, and the city is still functioning, even better than before.

The citizens saw with their own eyes how the Overlord's knights punished crimes, protected the people, and how they took risks to rescue people from various places. They gradually got used to the existence of these knights, especially those who were rescued. The civilians who came down were very grateful to these knights, and some children even began to worship them.

They don't wanton blackmail, they don't dereliction of duty, as long as someone needs them, they will show up as soon as possible... After 10 days of running-in, they seem to have become a part of the city, and just yesterday, because of the riots Factories that had been forced to shut down also resumed production, and Mr Napoor was given a new job.

For such an efficient city operation, Napoor even felt a kind of joy in his heart, and his wife whispered more than once that this kind of life is much better than the days of fear and fear before.

In fact, as long as people know that a peaceful and safe life can continue, people's inner dissatisfaction will always be healed bit by bit, and a ruler who can quickly restore social order is a qualified ruler.

From this point of view, although people still have fear and doubts about the Overlord living on the mountain in the center of the city, no one has publicly stood up against him. If it doesn't stop, it only needs a spark, and this quiet city will boil again, but if the external stimulus is still as vulnerable as this time, then this city will fall into the hands of the overlord sooner or later.

Just like he used to do in another world.

"cough cough...cough"

The deadly darkness was torn apart by a series of strong coughing sounds. The woman who was placed in the water opened her eyes suddenly under the attack of endless nightmares, but the cold water was not as harsh as it was for other people. On the contrary, it Submissively surrendering to this woman's side, healed the exhaustion in her body and the fear of death for her.

But at the moment when she opened her eyes, Brucey felt a little uncomfortable...

Her left eye, which was completely destroyed because of the risk of transplanting the gene of the Queen of the Sea, once again regained its light. This made her, who was accustomed to monocular vision, feel a little weird. Her cold fingers Touching her eyes, the things that had been taken away returned to her, which made her somewhat happy.

But the instinct derived from a warrior made her restrain her mind in the next moment, because she was not out of danger yet.

She has not forgotten how she was punched in the back by the vicious and brutal overlord during the escape process. At that moment, she swore that she clearly felt the pain of being torn apart, and fell into the water. At that moment, her consciousness fell into a coma under the extreme torture.

"Here...where is this?"

Her eyes looked at everything in the sky through the cold water, here... It seemed to be a palace, stone, rough, without any murals, above her head, there was only a tall dome shrouded in darkness.

"swish"

Brucey sat up from the icy water, and her keen senses felt the dead silence in the palace, as well as a hint of coldness, which was very rare. After transplanting the Neptune's gene, the concept of cold had disappeared from her senses for a long time up.

And it wasn't until this moment that Brucey realized that she was being placed in a stone, coffin-like object in a naked posture.

She was more and more confused by everything in front of her. She didn't let go of her vigilance, but the moment she raised her hand and tried to leave the sarcophagus, Brucey's body was struck by lightning.

Trembling, she raised her left hand and placed it in front of her eyes.

The darkness couldn't stop her gaze, she could clearly see the pale but breakable skin on her left hand, the natural skin texture, and the complete and beautiful nails... just like the beautiful girl in her memory And the fingers of the noble Queen of Gotham.

But...but it's not true! This should not exist!

Brucey knew very well that the sea king gene transplant she received was not completely successful. Although the gene gave her the ability to move freely in the water and manipulate stagnant water, as a price, her beauty and nobility were taken away. All that was left was a scaly and ugly bruised, bloody body, strong enough to earn her the vengeance and victory she craved, but missing what was most important about being a woman.

"This is... this is..."

Trembling, she brushed her fingers lightly on her cheeks, she could feel the warm touch, it was real, and even her cheeks that had been eroded by sea rust returned to that softness, And full lips, no longer the kind of dry skin that makes people have nightmares.

"I'm dreaming! It must be... a boring dream!"

Brucey's body couldn't help shaking, she gritted her teeth, unwilling to believe all this was true, even though tears of unknown emotion welled up in her eyes.

She stood up from the water-filled sarcophagus, standing on the ground with some difficulty, the pain in her body was still reverberating, as if some kind of awakened beast was roaring in her body, competing with another beast for her body Her control made her feel the tearing pain coming from her body.

She gritted her teeth, and walked towards the exit of the palace in the dark. On the stone table at hand, there was a long robe, which she put on. The moment she touched her soft hair, Brucey His fingers couldn't help staying on the wet long hair for a second longer.

Even if it's a dream...let it linger a little longer.

"boom"

The gate of the palace was pushed open, and the bright light shone on Brucey's cheeks, making her unable to help raising her hand to cover the oncoming light. This kind of light used to be her favorite, but now After his own world was submerged by the tide, there was only darkness left in that world, with no glimmer of hope in sight.

In order not to let the light flow away from her memory, she specially set up a special bat lamp on the submerged ruins, which was the only dazzling light in the destroyed world.

"Oh, it looks like you're recovering well. The rejection reaction has completely disappeared, and your internal organs are also recovering quickly...Congratulations, you will soon fully recover your original appearance."

A gentle voice interrupted Brucey's dark memories. She turned her head and saw the overlord sitting at the dining table eating in the center of this not-so-perfect palace. For a moment, Brucey Subconsciously put on a fighting posture, but as the robe slipped off her body, she quickly tied her robe around her body.

The movement of crossing her arms is very similar to that of an ordinary girl, but it does not have the domineering spirit of the former king of the Seven Seas of Dead Water.

"This is not a dream!"

Saibo put a piece of beef into his mouth, he looked at Brucey with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "I have to tell you, it's true, you are my prisoner, so I performed a blood test on your body You don't need your consent to be remodeled, Ms. Brussie... I have to say, your figure is great!"

Ms. Brussy's figure needn't be said much. Long-term fighting and training kept her body in the most perfect state at all times, and the ability to control the flowing water also kept her body alive.

She has long, waist-length hair in natural curly hair, which looks very graceful, and her cheeks are very similar to Bruce's face in Sable's memory, but they tend to be softer, combining the masculine firmness with the lady's. The combination of softness and beauty is almost perfect, as well as her eyes, which are brown, like an amber gem, with a straight nose bridge and plump lips, making her absolutely worthy of the term beauty without dead ends.

"Shameless!"

At this moment, Brucey's cheeks were flushed with anger, and her whole body was trembling, but for some reason, when she heard that the Overlord himself confirmed that this was not a dream, she felt a kind of joy in her heart... At least before she died, she Restored to her former nobility and beauty, she will die a human being...isn't that enough joy?

"You think I'm going to kill you?"

The next moment, Saibo's voice interrupted Brucey's thinking, causing her to raise her head suddenly and look at Saibo vigilantly:

"Can you feel my thoughts?"

"Do you still need to feel it?"

Seber picked up the tablecloth and wiped his mouth: "Your thoughts are all engraved on your face...Come on, come and have a seat, ma'am, I'm very interested in your story, and Barbatos's Those dark secrets, don't try to resist my will... You have to understand that Barbatos is my enemy, as for you? You are not worthy of this title!"

"Snapped"

Between the flickering and extinguishing of the flames, the mellow tobacco smell rose in the sun-filled palace. Under the rising smoke, Seber's eyes were a little blurred:

"Perhaps, the term interesting toy... fits you well."

After realizing that the gap in strength between the two had broken through the sky, Brucey, who had been nervous and vigilant, seemed relieved. Just like Saibo said, he could crush her to death with one punch, Just like ants and people, when the difference in strength cannot be measured, life and death are no longer in their hands. After accepting this situation, the whole person also relaxed strangely.

Holding on to the loose robe, she strolled to the other section of the tablecloth. She looked at the food respectfully placed in front of her eyes by several dignified succubus maids. Her throat moved, but she didn't taste it right away. Instead, he looked at Seber, and finally reached out:

"Give me a cigar... and a glass of red wine, I haven't tasted like that in a long time."

"oh?"

Sable snapped his fingers, and soon, the succubus maids who were well trained by Alvette delivered what Brucey needed. Sable looked at this weird batwoman who looked like a tobacco girl. With a depressed expression, he said softly:

"It seems that the environment in your world is very bad..."

"Bad? No"

Bruce Wayne shook her head, picked up the glass, and drank the red wine in it. After a while, she turned her head to look at the warm sunshine outside the window, and said softly:

"It wasn't bad enough to describe it, it was a disaster ... a total disaster."