Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Gotham, in the early morning, the first ray of sunlight pierced the darkness, and let the Buddha want to bury everything from last night in this warm sunlight, but only those who have experienced that night know, Nothing can go back.

Bruce stood at the highest point of the Wayne Building. At this time of darkness and dawn, he stood there alone, looking at the sea in the distance. The red light stained the sea of ​​Gotham like a burning gate, and the whole The city that was half asleep and half awake only made him feel the indescribable loneliness.

He became a hero again... he saved 45 children and women before the explosion, but he lost a comrade in arms. He had thought it was an opponent, but after knowing that he and the clown had died together, Bruce really knew, maybe that The two people who died in the explosion were the two people in the city who knew him best.

No more, no matter it is a friend or an opponent, it is gone.

In the slightly dim wind in the early morning, he reached out and took off his bat helmet and looked at everything in front of him with the most real gesture. The clown died, the red devil died with him, and the gangster in this city had been completely eliminated. Destroy, Batman...

"Let him be history."

He reached out his hand and flicked it gently, and the facepiece flew far away in the air, and the small detonator placed in it was activated.

"boom"

A fireworks appeared over Gotham. After that fire, dawn came, and Bruce had already turned to leave.

"Our city has suffered terrible threats, and even myself has almost been killed in an evil conspiracy. We have lost too much."

On Gotham’s central square, Mayor Nestor stood on the podium, in front of him, all the celebrities of Gotham, and more and more citizens stood there, mourning the death in the past month People.

"Our city is also threatened by conscience and morality!"

Mayor Nestor raised his left hand, "At the time of the dark storm raging by the clown, the safety of all of us was placed in the most brutal danger. The madman tried to prove that everyone was as weak as him. His heart was as ugly as he was. When he gave each other innocent citizens and prisoners their detonators, they challenged Gotham's civilized order."

"But I know that we will not be defeated so easily!"

The mayor's hands closed, he waved his fists in the air three times, and his voice became clanging, "I know that the fire of civilization in society will not be extinguished so easily!"

"Our citizens stuck to the final bottom line of morality. We did not kill others to win our survival. We insisted that after midnight, this is not just Gotham's victory, it is also the most brilliant victory of civilization against chaos. ."

"We proved to the clown with practical actions that Gotham is not so easily defeated!"

Everyone cheered, and the celebrities did not skimp on their applause at this moment, because this is what actually happened. The two detonators were not sounded until midnight, and the citizens of Gotham, even the criminals, insisted Lived the last bottom line.

In the modern world, this can itself be sung as a legend.

But the mayor’s speech was not over. He took a deep breath and whispered,

"But we cannot ignore that in this war of clowns, we also lost a lot, not only the heroic police detectives who did not fear the clown, but also a real bright light from Gotham for years. Knight, he brought us hope and legality, but in the end he failed to escape the clown's claws."

"There is also a hero who has been committed to fighting crime for the past year. He is like a knight in Gotham’s darkness. He protects our city at night. When we fear the clown, he is brave. Standing up, he did not compromise, even when we chose to retreat because of fear, he still did not admit defeat."

"Harvey Dent and Batman... the former repels the clown's persecution of innocent people, the latter dies in the flames with the clown, we can't forget what they did for us, we can't forget what we paid for our present life all."

Mayor Nestor's left hand grabbed the black cloth covered in the sculpture behind him. He gently pulled down and a sculpture appeared on the central square.

That is the sculpture of Harvey Dent and Batman fighting the clown. All three characters are vividly portrayed. It is really like the confrontation of justice and evil. The most important thing is that in the official propaganda, this All three are dead.

"Gotham will never forget that dark day."

It is natural that no one will object to establish a monument to the heroes who have passed away. Moreover, these three people are all people who have a great influence on Gotham.

And outside the central square, on the chairs outside the crowd, a neatly dressed man in a black suit was sitting there looking at the newspaper. The local newspapers in Gotham were all about this Although the quotations and comments of "War of the Wars" are the same, this man is still interested in watching.

Holding a large glass of watermelon juice in his hand, he was content with reading a newspaper and drinking with a straw.

And beside him, there was a woman wearing a long black dress and a hat. She had long burgundy hair curled up slightly. From the edge of the hat, you could see the delicate chin and plump lips. It must be a big beauty. Even if she sits there, she also attracts the eyes of many passing men.

"It's ironic."

She played with something in her hand and said, "These people are gathered here, excited because of the nonsense of a person who doesn't know anything. Look at their expressions. They really believe that the mayor said. Fairy tale?"

She snorted disdainfully,

"I was on the Soyuz, and they voted 174:35, and more than 20 people abstained. If it were not for us to tear down the bombs, they would have blown those prisoners to pieces. There is a face here to declare that he is holding on to the bottom line of civilization?"

"Batman left the battlefield early, and the red devil and the clown both died, but you see, where did they mention Cyber. Hawke even a word... just because he shot a greedy **** in front of everyone , This is their fairness, this is their "human nature."

"It's ironic."

"Natasha, this is politics, this is our society."

Coulson finished drinking watermelon juice, and slowly rolled up the newspaper in his hand. He reached out and took off the black sunglasses from his chest and brought it to his face. He looked at the sculpture and whispered,

"Sounding can always make everyone like it, and not everyone can accept the cruel facts. For most people, the judgment of good and evil is simple to the limit. The good for them is good. No one will like the game. Bo, because he has his own set of views on good and evil, and unlike most people, our Secretary doesn’t like him, does he?"

"Who would Fury like?"

Natasha smiled in a low voice, "He wished that all the mutants of the whole world would die, but I am really interested in this Cyber ​​Hawk. It is said that his relationship with May is unusual?"

"Do not make jokes."

Coulson adjusted his clothes, stood up, and threw the cup of watermelon juice into the trash can. "He's just May's friend."

"May actually have friends?"

Natasha asked in a pretended surprise, and the result attracted Coulson's counterattack,

"You said this when she heard it. She might beat you up. I won't stop her. I can't stop her. The matter has been resolved. I should go back to the headquarters. What about you?"

"I'm going to the Middle East recently."

Natasha stood up and stretched her waist. The graceful curve made the men around him pay attention again. The woman held out her hand and helped Colson organize the shirt. She asked in a low voice.

"Weapon X is over?"

"No, but our supervision time is over."

A look of helplessness appeared on Coulson's face, "I really don't know why Fury agreed to Stryker's experiment. Once the mutants knew it, no matter whether it was Professor Charles or the radical Magneto, something serious would happen. Yes, but Stryker is an extreme anti-mutist, and it’s like **** on earth."

Natasha nodded and asked no more. She stepped forward a few steps, and suddenly remembered something, turned to Colson and said,

"The person you have been following has news. It is in the Arctic Ocean. Someone found some of his belongings. Fury is likely to send someone there in the near future."

"what?"

Coulson's footsteps in the other direction stopped in place, his voice mixed with surprise,

"really?"

Natasha chuckled, did not answer, and shook her hand backwards, twisting the catwalk, and left the square, and the speech of Mr. Mayor was over, and there was a warm meeting place just a few minutes away. A clean one came here to mourn the dead, but they always have to live their lives.

Where does a dead person have his life important?

Gotham Wharf District, Pier 14. On this abandoned wharf, a young man in casual clothes is sitting on the edge of the wharf fault. This was once the place where the devil helped deal with those drug dealers. In Gotham, he was frightened, even if Now the Devil Gang has left Gotham, a place where many people have died, and no one wants to come. Among the dockers, there are even rumors that there have been ghosts here.

Robin raised his head and looked at the distant sea with confusion. There, a cargo ship bearing the Canadian maple leaf flag was slowly leaving the shore. Robin held his own badge in his hand. He also reported that Cyber ​​was missing. I didn't dare to tell my dad, but this was ultimately inescapable. In Gotham, the Christian family left him alone.

Cyber ​​is gone... Robin had thought that he and this guy had not that deep relationship, but after realizing that Cyber ​​might have disappeared from his life, Robin still shed tears for him, he didn't even want to Go back to the villa.

"Being a good policeman...is that really important?"

He closed his eyes and the words in his mind were all the words the old man had asked him. At that time, he did not know how to answer. Now, he also does not know how to answer.

Ten minutes later, Robin stood up. He took a deep breath, wiped the badge in his hand and wiped it, then raised it high and threw it out fiercely.

Is his dream dead?

No... he just wanted to use another way to realize his dreams. How could he watch his brother pay for his life and change it back to his original appearance again?

"Doodle...Mr. Lucius? I want to order a special set...you should have drawings there, yes, red ghost."

Robin turned around. He never took a cigarette and strode away with a lit cigarette. Behind him, the cargo ship had sailed into the sea.

In the bottom compartment of the cargo ship, a not too **** container was unusually conspicuous. Two elite soldiers were armed with guns outside the container. Not far in front of them, a man in a suit and tie The middle-aged man walked down. He didn't look at the two soldiers with guns, took out the key, opened the container, and walked in.

Under the dim light, a coffin-shaped container was placed in the center of the container. The guy in suit standing outside the container, extended his finger, and tapped the surface of the container a little.

"Hey, Cyber ​​Hawk...you are still in my hands...I have waited for too long."