Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"I want to borrow something from you."

In the cafe I met last time, Cyber ​​sat in a chair facing the street. This place should be one of the disguise facilities of New Xavier College. There is not even one guest in it. Even the coffee is brewed by Cyber. .

He sipped his bitter coffee and faced the empty air, whispering:

"I still want you to help me find someone."

No one answered. On the surface, he seemed to be talking to himself, but just a moment later, Professor Charles's cold voice rang in the heart of Cyber:

"What are you going to borrow? Who are you looking for?"

"Wanda misses her brother so much, so this time I took the kid to see his sister, and of course I need him to help me a little bit."

Cyber ​​put the coffee cup in his hand on the table, lying on the table with his eyes closed, it seemed to be resting, but in deeper communication, he didn't stop talking.

"As long as you want, you can always find all the variants in this world. I now want to find the Saber-toothed Tiger Victor, which is my personal request."

The professor did not answer immediately. He obviously hesitated for a moment:

"I can give you the location of the saber-toothed tiger, but Pietro... No, although I don't want to spy on your heart, it is clear that you are looking for this kid definitely not just because of the simple Wanda request."

With a closed smile, Cyber ​​lay on the table with a smile on his lips. He had never intended to use this poor excuse to deal with Professor Charles. Since he was found, there was no need to hide it. He said straightforwardly:

"I want to give this kid a chance, his speed, his talents should have a deeper development, he should accept more powerful challenges, rather than waste time and squander talents, Eric's body is flowing. Blood, he shouldn't be an ordinary alpha mutant."

Cyber ​​opened his eyes and reached out to touch the already cold coffee. The coffee was heated again quickly in the orange light of his fingertips.

"Eric was always looking for enough power to change the world, but he didn’t realize that his two children had this potential and gave him to me. When I brought him back, you will find that I Will give you a successor who is really worth relying on."

This very inflammatory language is almost useless for people like professors. He automatically filtered out the exaggerated parts of the Cyber ​​language. He keenly grasped the key of the question directly. He asked:

"In the face of your "opportunity", what if Pietro fails? What price will he pay?"

Cyber's eyes sparkled, and he picked up the coffee cup:

"It will die, and it will die miserably."

"Then I won't agree!"

Professor Charles refused, and Cyber ​​shrugged. He had expected the stubborn old man's answer long ago, but instead of giving up, he asked instead:

"Did you forget the tragedy of Gree. Qin again? I thought the death of your disciple would make you more awake. Don't help them make decisions under the banner of good for others. This opportunity belongs to that child. You should Ask him for his opinion. If he still remembers his father's hatred in his heart, if he wants to seek revenge on Hydra or me, I think he probably won't refuse."

"Fur..."

Cyber ​​breathed a sigh of relief. Slow Reese turned to look at a quiet Xavier Academy:

"Eric is always complaining about your conservatism, your reason, your weakness, you lost your legs for strength, you think this is not good, but how many people would rather pay double or even more, and think To get the power you have now, you always say that I have imposed my thoughts on others, why are you not like this... But listen, I am not here to argue with you about these things today."

"Let us give the children the choice as they did last time, they are not just your future..."

Cyber ​​stood up and adjusted his clothes: "They are my future now."

The professor didn't answer anymore. Cyber ​​left the gentle, stubborn inner man enough time to think. He took a stool and sat on the street in front of the cafe. In this dead street, let the warm sunshine shine A shadow was cast on him.

He was sitting there, as if he was left alone in the entire world. He leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes closed slightly, and he held a burning cigarette in his hand, but he didn’t smoke, like a cigarette. The ignited timing incense is the same.

It is always very difficult to make a major decision. The difficulty of this choice is reflected in the outside world. It is the continuous extension of time. When the fifth cigarette **** fell on the ground, a wind blew in front of Cyber, and he raised his head. I saw the unruly boy with a big face.

Compared with the last battle, this time, Pietro, who had just recovered from the injury, was less frivolous, more steady, and failure was always the most growth-promoting, even through sunglasses. The deepest desire in his eyes.

The desire for power.

"I heard you can make me faster?"

Pietro put his hands in his pockets and asked, "Am I not fast enough now?"

"You're far away, boy, I met two speeders a few days ago, and each of them can easily run to the speed of light, how about you? Now you are no more than a dozen times the speed of sound, compared with them, You are slow like a turtle."

Cyber ​​stood up from his chair. His height has reached 1.95 under the superposition of various factors, and 15-year-old Pitro is still developing, currently only 1.70. He looked down at this thin young man. He Shen Sheng said:

"I can make you as fast as light, even faster than light, and faster than time! But if you fail, you will die! Are you really thinking about it? I can give you a few more minutes."

"It was you who killed my father, and it was Hydra and SHIELD that killed him."

Pietro lowered his head: "I can't deal with any of them, so I think I need to be faster, and I'm ready."

"it is good!"

Cyber ​​breathed a sigh of relief. He patted the young man's shoulder and motioned for him to follow. Two guys, one tall and one short, walked out, their shadows dragging longer in the sun: "Do you have your own nickname? The name Pietro is really stupid."

"Then call me...Quick Silver."

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"Dr. Kirian! I don't think you have the authority to call 15 drivers to come to you at once!"

A bearded man of obvious Arab descent shouted frantically, and across from him, Dr. Kirian, the new head of the Hydra in New York, was wearing a white coat and was intensively debugging the final liquid. The roar of the beard deafened him.

After 5 minutes, the doctor carefully removed the final product from the UV Petri dish. It was a small jar of purple liquid mixed with red spots, which looked very beautiful.

Kirian held it in his hand and shook it in front of his eyes. A strange halo shone on the reagent bottle. For experienced researchers, only the light refracted by these reagents can be distinguished. Some of the qualities of the potion, after looking at the sun for a few seconds, a flash of regret flashed on Dr. Kirian's face with a European face.

"There is still no way to achieve more than 65% concentration in mass production, but this is enough."

The doctor took off his gloves and threw them aside. He didn't even bother to look at him like an idiot. He looked at his bearded angrily. He picked up the handset and whispered to another paragraph:

"Let them come in!"

He glanced at the bearded man who was so angry next to him, and added a sentence: "By the way, the guard dragged Mr. Julio out to calm down, so that he could be his current identity!"

"What do you TM say!"

The bearded man named Julio stepped forward angrily, his chest muscles splayed, and he seemed to be discouraged from teaching Kirian, but the latter was not afraid of him at all. With Julio's eyes:

"Because of the failure of your waste, we have to pay a fortune to Hydra to clear the joints! Do you know that, according to the temper of the leader, you should have been thrown on the battlefield of Central Asia now !You somehow bastard, if it were not for me to guarantee you, you have no bones left now!"

"Remember me! Now I am the leader of the Ten Commandments in New York! If you dare to shout at me again!"

There was an indescribable irritability in Kirian's eyes. The outburst of this gentle researcher at this moment made the barbarian Julio unable to take a step back. Icy light:

"I'll treat you as the next living experiment...you won't want to be them, right?"

Julio's previous arrogance was completely gone. He only wiped the cold sweat on his forehead as if he was an instant baby. Kilian was very satisfied with this attitude. He adjusted his clothes and glanced at Julio. , Waved at him, and his beard hurriedly exited the room.

He looked at Kirian’s back, and there was a trace of terror in his eyes. Really, at the moment when Kirian yelled at him, he felt like facing a tiger that was freed. It only took a moment. Will tear him to pieces.

A moment later, called by Kirian, 15 combat armor drivers belonging to the Ten Rings stood in line in front of Dr. Kirian, unlike the leadership of the Beard. These people were from Most of the ten grassroots gangs selected from the grassroots were almost veterans who had fought in the chaotic Central Asia and Eastern Europe. Standing there was awe-inspiring.

More importantly, they are all drivers who were vaccinated with the first-generation desperate virus. According to Tony Stark, the Ten Commandments failed to crack the secret of the Ark Reactor, so they used this to increase the bioelectricity in the inoculated body. The virus vector itself serves as an energy source for the armor.

To put it more vividly, the soldiers in front of me are both the drivers of the Ten Rings war mechas and the mecha batteries.

"Slap"

Dr. Kirian clapped his palms and attracted all his attention to him. He took the purple liquid from the table in his left hand and placed it in front of him:

"You are all the best fighters of the Ten Commandments. After being inoculated with the desperate virus, you are no longer ordinary humans, but you can also feel that the power flowing in your body is not stable, and you are emotional. There is even a risk of self-detonation...but this shortcoming will end today!"

"This one!"

The doctor raised the liquid in his hand and said aloud: "The advanced version of the desperate virus that has really stabilized! It will make the power flowing in your body really stabilize, and make you truly become the **** of Mandalin. Samurai! It will make you faster and stronger, and it will make you achieve real immortality!"

"But any weapon needs an opponent to show true sharpness, so I chose a good opponent for you!"

He snapped his fingers, and a city map opened in front of 15 drivers, with 15 marks on it.

"The Devil Gang is one of the biggest challengers of the Ten Commandments on the American continent. This time, I want you to destroy their 15 strongholds in Central City!"

"Cyber ​​Hawk fought against us arrogantly. He ignored the ancient and immortal power behind us. Now let him know that the Ten Commandments' counterattack is starting!"