Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Africa is a very special place on the earth. According to the description of the existing data, the first fire of civilization is born in Africa. It is ignited from there and then spread throughout the world. It is the cradle of human civilization. Unfortunately, if a baby is to grow up, he must step out of the cradle and never go back.

For thousands of years, it seems that there is a magic power covering this land, preventing it from developing in a more civilized and advanced direction. In ancient times, Africa was regarded as a barren land, while in modern times, Africa It is ruled by chaos and war. Although it contains extremely magnificent natural scenery, to be honest, few people will settle here except for travel.

Behind, this is our most intuitive impression of Africa.

The countries here, Nigeria, Ethiopia, and many other countries that we have never heard of. Our impression of them generally stays in an agricultural country, lagging behind, and in need of help. Why is it so general?

Because when we set our sights on the present Africa, you are surprised to find that in fact, we have never discovered the secret behind this cradle of human civilization.

The Highest Management Council of Mexico Plateau, Mexico City, Utopia.

"Click"

The door of the parlor was pushed open. The most elite and well-trained variant scouts of the First Legion of Utopia dragged a guy with red pockets into the hall. This guy was almost taken by a few tall The animal variants dragged in like dragging garbage. He struggled desperately, but unfortunately got a punch in the face without mercy.

"Tie him up!"

Major Beckett, who had become a real veteran, withdrew his fist. In front of him, the red pocket was becoming more crimson. In his cold eyes, several soldiers quickly completed the task of binding, and then withdrew from the meeting. living room.

"Hey, you stupid mutants, what the **** are you doing to me?"

The guy who was tied to the chair, dressed in a decent suit and looked like an upper-class figure shouted, "I am a British citizen, I have human rights, you are illegally detained!"

"Damn it, take this thing off my head!!!"

And we all know that the new utopia is a very civilized and democratic country, so in the next moment, the prisoner’s demands are met.

"Uh"

Major Beckett took off the pocket on the head of the guy, and then lifted his belly to the chest. He stood beside the prisoner in the most standard military posture. The prisoner blinked and saw the sunlight reflected on the opposite glass, making him unable to bear it. He narrowed his eyes.

At this time, we can see that this is a somewhat old, blessed white man. From his gray and intertwined hair, he can be seen that he is 40-50 years old, and the fierce tattoos on his neck and His subconscious precautions can tell that this guy is likely to be engaged in a very dangerous occupation.

For example... mercenaries!

"boom"

The door on the other side of the parlor was pushed open. A young woman in a long red dress with golden hair and a cold face stepped into it. The sound of her high heels and the ground colliding was not small in this area. There was a sound in the living room, which made people unable to focus on her. Of course, the most striking thing was the black, winged thing lying on her shoulder.

Don't doubt...it's a dragon, a young dragon.

Behind her, two soldiers pushed the followers who walked into the parlor. One of them was wearing a military uniform and a black goggles and was not angry. The other was wearing a black suit and bald head. An exquisite cane shimmering with yellow light, the three sat at the table opposite the prisoner, and the moment the old man with the cane appeared, the prisoner's eyes shrank sharply.

"Cough"

Speaker Charles coughed softly, and an iconic gentle smile appeared on his face. He looked at the prisoner with a blossoming nose and he whispered:

"It seems you recognize me, Mr. Ulysses Crowe..."

"Ha ha"

The prisoner twitched nervously, and a false smile appeared on his face. He looked very friendly, but the blood smeared on his face made the infamous mercenary leader even more terrible. He replied:

"Who doesn't know you? The spirit **** who created the Mutant Kingdom in one hand... It seems that I can't hide anything today, but I feel really honored..."

After knowing that he can no longer escape the impending trial today, this guy became bachelor. He set his eyes on the other two:

"Your Majesty Catherine, the **** queen, it is an honor to see you. The war you have fought in Africa has already killed more than 10W people. How does it feel to kill?"

Catherine was unimpressed. She had heard it even harder than this. She just looked at the mercenary in front of her with cold eyes, reaching for her chin. The bright red nail polish on her nails matched her nickname, and she looked It was so shocking, she looked at Crowe in front of her with interest, and she said softly:

"Not bad, so I'm looking forward to it. If you live and see your heart taken out intact, will your face still have that nasty smile... Would you like to try it?"

This smile made the hob meat mercenary cold, his expression a bit stiff, and at this moment, the last person spoke.

General Lewis, the nominal commander of the Utopian army, nodded towards Major Beckett. The latter took the heavy box from the briefcase he carried with him and placed it in front of the general’s eyes. The latter took the cigar from the corner of his mouth and reached for his hand. Opening the box revealed the silver-white metal in it, and his fingers rubbed lightly on the metal, making an ethereal sound.

This is how Lewis focused his attention on Crow:

"You and I know what this is, Mr. Crow..."

A dark green flame flashed in Lewis' eyes: "So, do we need to go through the process of inquiring again? You see, Speaker Charles took time out of his busy schedule to make me feel that my job was a bit negligent, Or do you think your willpower is strong enough to resist the censorship of the most powerful mutants in the world?"

This was very straightforward, until Ulysses Crow’s slightly fat cheeks could not help but twitch, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth and shouted loudly:

"I won't say it! Especially when I don't see a penny!"

He was so excited that the chair that bound him all collided with the scrubbed clean ground, like a murmur of annoying noise, and Catherine's beautiful face had a touch of stubborn resistance to his negative corner. Frost.

"Professor, please."

"I am willing to do this for utopia and all mankind."

The professor nodded, and the moment his eyes touched the mercenary in front of him, Ulysses Crowe felt an indescribable taste and began to paralyze his senses. It was painful for anyone to extract memories. Law himself, also understood that his resistance was meaningless.

As he hesitated, General Lewis said suddenly:

"Crow, this is your last chance, are you willing to work for us? What should the outside world look like? You should be very clear, if you are really a sincere believer, you will not take the stolen Jinli I ran to Canada for sale. You see, although you are a vicious villain, the things you do are enough to send you to the gallows ten times, but from the perspective of human war, you are useful to us.. ."

"I don't want Major Beckett's next mission to throw a lunatic into the sea...the last chance, say something?"

"Bi Chi!"

The mercenary hesitated for 1 second, and then felt that the body's paralysis became stronger and stronger, and even his thoughts were a little chaotic. He seemed to feel the death that was blowing at him from behind, and the capable mercenary guys had no rhythm. , The next moment, he shouted loudly:

"Damn! Damn! Let him take it back! I said! I said all!"

"professor!"

The general said something, the professor nodded, recovered his mental strength, and then went out with Catherine. Obviously, they were not interested in everything below.

And at the moment when he walked out of the meeting room, the professor's skin began to change rapidly, and quickly reorganized into another figure. Catherine whispered to her:

"Thank you for your help, Ms. Ruiwen."

The magic-shaped girl snorted:

"It’s not for you. I don’t want to let the pedantic Charles be stained with this disgusting blood... But the mercenary is so stupid that he didn’t even know that the vibrating gold implanted in his body can resist all spiritual insights.. ."

"He was stupid!"

Catherine breathed a sigh of relief: "Otherwise, you will not be caught so easily by Uncle Logan. Speaking of it, will you go to the professor with me for lunch?"

This invitation made the Magic Woman hesitate, but in the end, Catherine was dragged into the teleportation to the Utopian world.

In the parlor at this time, Ulysses Crowe, who didn't know he was fooled, was chatting and telling Lewis his secret.

"Don't look at me like that! Asshole!"

Crowe was eating a simple lunch served by Major Beckett while sipping his mouth. He said to Lewis indistinctly, "This time I was unlucky. The Busan base I had been using was The **** believers captured it. I almost killed those lunatics. When I stepped into Canada, I was caught by your disgusting mutant lunatics, and I didn’t even see a penny!"

Lewis put his finger on the piece of vibration gold, he smoked a cigar and whispered:

"Such a small piece of Zhenjin can sell at least 2 billion US dollars on the black market in the old era. As far as I know, you have sold at least 6 times of Jinjin, even if it is the lowest price, it is enough for you to harvest nearly 10 billion US dollars, but Why are you so poor and down to this point?"

This question has nothing to do with the topic. It is purely Lewis' personal curiosity. According to Major Beckett, when this guy was caught by Wolverine Logan, he even wore a stolen coat and apparently had nowhere to go.

"belch"

Crow gave a loud hiccup. He bite the chicken leg fiercely and scolded: "My castle in the Netherlands was taken by the monks. They took everything from me and used it to summon **** heroes. My 30 The best men wanted to resist, and were killed by a knight who was possessed by a hell-killing angel with one sword and one sword. I bought a life with 15 billion properties... are you worth it?"

"This era of shit!"

The mercenaries who had been washing their hands for a long time crunched the bones in their mouths as if they had eaten the **** knight.

After he finished eating, Lewis handed him a cigar and lit it himself. When the first smoke rose, Lewis narrowed his eyes and looked at the old mercenary in front of him. He said softly:

"Then let's get to the point, Crow... you enter the road where Wakanda steals gold, we need it!"

"Oh, of course you need it!"

Ulysses Crowe snorted and leaned back in his chair: "Your 20W army was blocked by the barbaric indigenous people at the border of Wakanda, and you still have to resist Egypt's Pharaoh Legion, even if If you can fight again, you can’t withstand this kind of consumption, but you are asking the right person, General Lewis, I can guarantee... no one in the world knows Wakanda better than me!"

He looked at Lewis with a merchant's market share:

"So this great news that might save all mankind, how much money do you plan to buy? You see, I joined you, yes, so I will not point you the wrong way, but the money I should take, I Still not hesitating!"

"Ha ha"

Faced with this rude request, Lewis chuckled: "You are the only one who dares to demand in the general premise of the overlord, you are brave, Crow."

He reached out and touched his beard, he said softly:

"We will pay in cash? No no no, that's too vulgar... I will give you a chance to enter the new world, of course... this requires a little "necessary" protection..."

Lewis's voice had just dropped, and Major Beckett stepped forward, and a cold gadget came to the back of Ulysses Crowe, but the mercenary didn't have much fearful expression. He spread his hands and looked bored. Said:

"Don't play this kind of trick, General Lewis. If you want to kill me, you can kill in Canada. When you are here, let's be honest..."

"No no no!"

Lewis turned his cigar back to his mouth and said softly:

"Crow, you may not have figured out the situation yet. Every sentence you say here, every promise you make will be seen and heard by it..."

"boom"

The gunshots sounded, and the proud expression on Ulysses's face froze, and the blood splattering behind his head spattered everywhere in a shocking gesture.

Lewis looked at the blood on his sleeve, and he showed a disgusted expression:

"Uh, it's disgusting..."

But then, with a wave of his left hand, a twisted and struggling soul was drawn from the corpse, and he looked at Ulysses Crowe who yelled in pain in his hands. There was a cold, emotionless smile on the corner of his mouth:

"You sold your soul to us, do you remember? You said it yourself, you will join us...whether before or after death..."

"Do you really think I just need the insignificant knowledge in your mind? No, no, your existence, your soul, is what we really value."

"In short, welcome to join the Devil's Legion, Pawn Crow."