Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Night is a vocabulary that is closely related to darkness. Many times, when we mention night, we can't help thinking of darkness. When we mention darkness, the next word that appears is night. .

The story often starts at night.

"Click"

At high altitude, the door of the small aircraft was pulled open, and the cold night wind poured into the cabin crazy. Even the pilot wearing a winter jacket felt a bit of chill, but as the most elite mercenary, he was early I learned not to comment on the employer’s behavior.

At the icy cabin door, a person wearing a flying squirrel unfastened the seat belt from the seat and stood up. He first leaned his head and glanced at the night below. After seeing the familiar city, there was no more Originally so brilliant, even when there was some faint restlessness and flames rushing, the man's face frowned.

A cold flashed in his eyes, and those eyes belonged to only one person... Bruce Wayne, or Batman.

"Uh"

The dark human figure leapt from the small plane, adeptly clasping his arms in the air, letting his body rush to the city below like an arrow, in the cold night enough to freeze anyone, he Binocular blinked and stared at the outline of the light in the darkness below, that was his city, that was... Gotham.

What he wants to protect is not the city itself, what he wants to preach, nor his behavior itself, but no matter from what point of view, he will not allow a group of outsiders, so trample the city, not only trample the external , And even the soul with its core was torn together.

Can't be...forgiven!

In the city below, the riotous thugs didn’t know that there was a guy who came from the sky to beat them. They were still having fun, and the streets were full of rich people who were dragged from their homes. They The wallet was taken away by force, and the thugs did not even leave a coat for them, seized their home, smashed out their collection, and squandered it.

Some of the worst guys are also staring at their families. Many husbands who are kind to others have suffered heinous abuses. Many of them have chosen to end their lives in pain, and those who dare to resist are punished. These irritated red-eyed thugs dragged them to the street and were killed.

Known as the name of freedom and doing the most cruel things, the dregs in these cities call themselves "justice" and arbitrarily take away everything that other people have worked hard, like a human demon walking in the world, carnival Feast of flesh and blood, innocent people can not resist this growing turbid current, can only drag their family members to walk in the dark in awkwardness, watching their home occupied by a group of bastards.

Without the shackles of law, without the mandatory punishment, the darkness of human nature is exposed at this moment. When the perpetrators will not be punished, but will be called heroes, it represents the most terrible dark age. The arrival of the speculators who have been swinging left and right on the moral standard was the first to join them, and then they attracted the restless citizens, so...

Although the chaos had just begun, before this dark dawn, most of the cities had fallen into the craziest chaos of all time, and even the chaos caused by the clowns could not be compared with it.

Clowns just expose the dark truths of society and lead everything to chaos, and the people in front of them are using violence to try to overthrow the existing order that is not good for them, to create a human **** where they can do whatever they want, if the clown is in chaos Birth, then all the thugs now are the vanguard of the practice of evil, not forgiving people.

A guy who cannot restrain his behavior, no matter what society he is in or what kind of environment, can only be a time bomb that harms himself and threatens others.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Two little **** holding baseball bats stopped in front of several poor people who had escaped from the alley. Under the pale street lights, the blood on their baseball bats was so shocking that the one in pajamas only The young woman's face was full of panic, but she was still reaching out in front of her three children.

"What do you want to do!"

The woman shouted that the two little **** glanced at each other, and they both saw the burning desire and tyranny in each other's eyes. They turned around and looked at the big man who could only look up in the normal days, and they gave a wretched smile. sound:

"Hey, hey, prosecutor, two years ago, you sent our gang boss to jail. He died there. It is said that before he died, he shouted for us to seek revenge on you!"

A tall hippie greedily looked at the graceful woman's chest, his breath became thicker, he took a step forward, grabbed the woman's arm, and dragged her to the dark side of the street In a woman's crazy struggles and screams, his companion took the baseball bat in his hand to the three children.

"Ha! Boys, your mother is going to be punished, it's your turn now!"

This guy looked fiercely at the older child who was protecting his brother and sister. His eyes were filled with jealous flames:

"You rich masters, look at the clothes on you. I have to sell poison X for 1 year to the **** boss before I can buy one, and you, you don’t need to do anything, and your parents buy it for you! Fair! You **** rich people! You live a life that I always wanted, why not give it to me!"

"Batman will punish you!"

The teenage boy's eyes were full of terror, but even in the face of the irresistible evil, he still didn't give up his brother and sister, he gritted his teeth, just like a little beast, staring deadly Looking at the mob before him, he shouted loudly:

"Batman will be back! The Red Devil will not let you go! He will drag you to hell!"

"Ah! You are not afraid of me! But where is your Batman? He is afraid! He ran away! Fool!"

The expression on the face of this little **** was distorted. He waved the wooden stick in his hand. He shouted wildly: "Someone is protecting us now! Bain's old convention pinned your Batman and your red devil ! But before that, go die! Little boy! And **** behind you..."

"boom"

As soon as the rampant voice fell, the sound of a heavy object falling made the gangster stop his movements violently. He turned his head to look at the darkness behind him, where he was tearing the woman's clothes. Holding something, but like a balloon that was pierced, he finally knelt weakly on the ground.

"Yep"

He swallowed hard, and he shouted: "Not him! Not Batman! No! Batman will not kill!"

He turned around and saw a black suit all over his body, and a man with a bat helmet was in front of the children. Batman looked coldly at the dregs in the city before him, and his eyes shone indifferently:

"Yes, that's not me!"

"boom"

With a punch, the little bastard's body was smashed into the air and struggled hard when he landed on the ground, but the twisted left leg and arm represented his end. In today's Gotham, this Basically, it is very difficult to recover a life.

"Why didn't you kill him?"

Another voice sounded in the darkness behind Batman. Oliver, who had the martial arts in his hand, looked at Batman's back. He leaned down and thrust a dagger into the hands of the next big boy, whispering:

"Look, their soul is as ugly as their appearance, you need weapons to protect your loved ones..."

This seems to be for the children, but it fell in the ears of Batman, but it seemed to be for him. Unfortunately, his will was as strong as steel, and he could not be shaken by words alone.

"Because I don't want to turn myself into a perpetrator, killing people is easy, and saving people is also simple, but saving myself...it's difficult. The best way is to not immerse yourself in the beginning."

He turned his head and looked at Oliver hidden in the darkness, he shouted loudly:

"Where is Cyber? He promised me that I would protect this city... and see what happened here after I left!!"

"Swoosh"

A shadow arrow swept across Batman's cheek and pierced the chest of the little **** who was struggling behind him. Together, there was Oliver's indifferent voice:

"Saibo has his own troubles...so the troubles of this city are yours...yes, there are many testers in this city, Batman, be careful of them, those guys will not be merciful like me ."

After confirming that Oliver disappeared, Bruce turned back and wiped the head of the excited child, reaching for a flying claw gun, and the whole person disappeared into the darkness. He stood above the tall building and looked at the burning high-rise building. , He relieved:

"Fur...this is really, a mess."

On the other side, in a mysterious corner of Gotham, in the cage, the weird voice sounded very rhythmically:

"Uh, uh, uh"

It’s like a rock hitting the ground. If someone is here, they will definitely go to see what happened, but Bain took everyone away, leaving only the outermost guards and some dark magic sculptures to guard the place, so Even if the sound sounds strange, no one will observe it.

The clown sat leisurely on the chair, and there were still a few poker cards in front of him. It seemed that there were some great secrets in it. On the chair in front of him, there was nothing, but there was one more at this time. People...accurately say, a soul.

Very illusory, like a transparent body. Obviously, this soul has suffered some kind of torture and pain, and is now very weak.

"I said, are you going to stay so silent forever?"

The clown knocked on the table with his finger, and the soul opposite was still empty. Until the clown flicked him impatiently, he awakened the confused soul.

"Me, what's wrong with me?"

Gordon looked at his hands incredulously. Obviously, he also discovered the abnormality of his soul.

The clown sitting opposite him showed an evil smile:

"Hey, you're dead, idiot, do you know how much effort I spent before dragging you out of the **** of a hell? The prison cage made by these **** guys is really sturdy if it weren't for me to stay After you get started, you may have dissipated to the world."

"No, I mean... why are you saving me?"

Gordon put his hands on the table, experiencing this soul activity, he looked at the clown, he said in a deep voice: "We are enemies!"

"I never said that we are friends, man."

A smile of interest flashed in the clown's eyes, and he wiped his mouth:

"I just think that your funny soul shouldn't dissipate like this. Speaking of it, did you really have no regrets when deciding to shoot at Baine? Look, because your last moment betrayed, Baine definitely It will be furious, you will lose your chance to resurrect your wife, and your children will even be threatened...Tell me, for the vague justice that you are pursuing, are you really worth it to do this?"

"It's not a question that is worth it or not."

Gordon had originally hated the clown, but after really dying, he felt a bit boring about the hatred. He waved his hand and whispered:

"I just wanted to understand a question, even if I sacrificed Gotham, resurrected Barbara, and took her to live in the dark, is that really what she wants? That for her, it really is Is it a kind of happiness?"

"No!"

Gordon lowered his head: "That's a torture for me and for her. In that case, I've done something wrong. I put in these scoundrels and almost helped them destroy Gotham. I already It’s a sinner. I can only wash away my sins with death, but I know that it can’t be washed away.”

"No no no!"

The clown stretched out his hands and waved before Gordon's eyes. He said softly:

"Don’t do that, man... listen to me, you see, death is not actually the end, it is just the beginning of another journey, I mean, since the new life has already begun, you have to find a way to live , You have to work to survive, so... would you like to work for me?"

He looked at Gordon and stretched out his left hand. A woman who had shrunk a dozen times, so that Gordon was very familiar with the sleeping woman, was lying on the palm of the clown.

Gordon stood up sharply, and he looked at the clown in mysterious way, who shrugged:

"Don’t look at me like this, Gordon, maybe you’ve heard the legend of Gotham’s King of Hell before, I have to tell you, that’s me, I control 70% of the dead in this city... yes , You have been fooled by Bain, poor Mr. Gordon, he is a white wolf with empty gloves from beginning to end, the soul of your wife... has always been with me..."

"Look, I’m giving you a new choice now, and I’m planning a very fun thing, including being locked here, is also one of the plans... A plan requires many devotees, so, you are willing, Work for me?"