Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

I saved you once!

Bruce looked at the man in front of him who he regarded as a mentor, the second man he regarded as a role model after his father died, and he took a step back, watching all this in disbelief, he whispered, his voice full of anger ,

It shouldn't be like this! You...you lied to me?

I never lied to you, my disciple.

Lars Al Ghul, or rather, Ducard, who rescued Wayne from the prison of experiencing life a year ago, and invited him to join the League of Shadow Warriors, and then devoted himself to teaching him all fighting , a man with killing skills, a man who taught Bruce too many principles, he reached out and took a glass of wine from the waiter next to him, put it near his mouth, and sniffed it gently.

For example, I once told you not to show mercy to the enemy, but you can never learn...

Bruce took a deep breath, he looked around, and soon, the people brought by Ducard, or the people who had ambushed in this manor in advance, he saw clearly, the man in the suit standing on the second floor, Two waiters holding wine, two security guards standing at the gate, and others hidden among the guests.

A total of 14, plus the absolutely difficult Ducat in front of him, Bruce's heart was like a ignited flame at this moment, and the cheated anger seemed to burn all his sanity .

Today was supposed to be his birthday...but it might also be the beginning of a massacre.

Ducat just stood there quietly, looking at him with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth. His long windbreaker hung down around his body, looking unusually heavy. He exuded an aura of indifference, perhaps because he had a premonition of a big war. As the time approached, that aura became even sharper like a knife.

Ducard, you once told me that the League of Shadow Warriors is a road prepared for those who uphold justice. I don't understand why you are so keen on destruction? Gotham... I don't think this city is hindering you!

Bruce's hands were lowered. Under his neatly combed hair, there were a pair of rational eyes. He was ready to fight, but at least for now, these ordinary people had to leave.

hell! If he knew that Ducard was so fast, he would never allow the stupid Earl to hold such a stupid banquet.

Yes, he was stalling, hoping Alfred would notice what was going on here.

Ducard didn't pay attention to his disciple's little tricks. On the contrary, he used his left hand with a black glove to put the wine glass in his hand on the side table. He turned his head to look around, and then said to Bruce with a trace of emotion ,

I can't help but think of the scene when we first met. Before that dirty and cold prison, we have observed you for a long time. As we said before, even now, I can't persuade you Forget about your past, but actually some of us, many more, have been silently watching your future and everything you've done.

This dignified middle-aged man took two steps out, reached out to pick up the knife on the table, and looked at it in front of his eyes. This action made Bruce nervous for a while. He knew that the knife would be dangerous in Ducat's hand. How terrifying, as long as he wants, he can use this knife to kill everyone here... Don't doubt, he has this ability!

One year ago, in Nepal, I heard about you from the report of my subordinates. What I thought at the time was that you were just a kid from a rich family who was tired of city life and came to the countryside to experience life. I didn't pay much attention to it. .”

But you know what you're doing then, right?

Ducard looked at Wayne, Bruce didn't want to answer, but he saw that the blade in Ducard's hand was facing a lady in front of him, as long as he flicked his left hand lightly, the lady would die, so he had to Not answering,

At that time, I was experiencing the feeling of a criminal. I spent 6 years going deep into all the criminals I could find in the world. When I understood the psychology and behavior of all criminals, I knew that criminals are not terrible. ..”

Bruce raised his head and looked at Ducard. At this moment, the noise in the whole hall had been forgotten, and he said word by word,

What was scary was me. At that time, I would be afraid of my inner energy in the middle of the night, afraid of my anger, because they would drive me to do terrible or great things.

Satisfied, Ducard put down the knife in his hand, picked up his cane,

So at that point you have to choose, to be great, or to be terrible...I gave you the choice, but you gave it up, didn't you?

Before Wayne could answer, Ducard's voice became deep,

People from your glamorous world, with so much to fear losing, you think you've seen your father die, you've seen the crime you've seen, you've learned the true desperation and the ugliness of human nature ?”

No, Wayne, my disciple, you are still far behind!

Ducard stretched out his left hand and waved it back. The subordinates hidden in the crowd put down what they were doing. Bruce saw them go to the corner, and then drew their swords and guns.

Ducard's narration was still going on, his left hand was raised slightly, and Bruce knew that as long as this finger was lowered, those absolutely obedient lunatics would mercilessly fire into the hall and slaughter everything here.

Look at you, Bruce, here, you are the prince of the whole city, everyone knows, everyone knows, only thousands of miles away you can taste the taste of no one, you bring your anger to me Come into the world, you begged me to train you and turn you into a truly fearless fighter, but you gave up everything in the final decision!

Are you trying to prove that you have a conscience in this way? Everything you did in Gotham is to prove that you are a great hero? I'm curious, do you really understand our world? Do you really understand the shadow fighters? Is it justice?

Bruce stared at the fingers in Ducard's hand as he whispered,

You came for me, let the innocents here go!

There was a trace of undisguised sarcasm on Ducard's face,

Then go and tell them yourself, Bruce, you had the chance to know us, but now, you've lost that chance forever! And it's because you can't know that you're feeling your fear again, that being The fear that I removed with my own hands, I will bring you something even more terrifying.

The indifferent mentor stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of his most proud disciple,

Start... now! By the way, you only have 2 minutes!

Bruce closed his eyes, and he took a deep breath. When those eyes opened again, the anger and calm coexisted in them. This kind of powerful emotional manipulation made Ducard nodded in satisfaction. He wanted to make Bruce Inheriting his position was not only because of the strength of the Wayne family, but also because Bruce Wayne was good enough.

One year of training has made him one of the top geniuses in the Shadow Warrior League.

Ducat has seen too many geniuses in his long life, but he has to admit that some people are born to be heroes or demons. Bruce's talent is so good... so good that it even makes him jealous!

But his innate sympathy is superfluous, any genius has flaws, and the creator will not make any life perfect out of thin air, but it doesn't matter... Ducard looked at Bruce who was walking towards the center of the hall, and the corner of his mouth revealed With a smile, he knew how to get rid of that touch of sympathy, he only needed to break the last line of defense in his heart.

Even if it is at the price of his death, the names of Lars Al Ghul and Shadow Warrior will last forever, and that is enough!

People who practice their faith are not afraid of sacrifice! Especially when the sacrifice is worthwhile.

If I'm not mistaken, it should be Ducat.

On the other side, Alfred hurried to the hall with Seb and Lucius. The old man held a black pistol in his hand. Obviously, in his heart, Bruce's safety was more important than his life. As he walked, he said,

The young master told me his story of the past year. Although he was vague, I can probably guess what happened to him. He entered the Shadow Warrior Alliance and received training. It was a man named Dukad who led him in. But in the end, they asked him to kill a farmer who committed a crime to fulfill the promise he made when he entered the organization, but he refused and clashed with them. He told me more than once that he killed Lars. Al Ghul, and saved Dukad's life.

Ah Fu's expression was extremely serious,

But I don't believe it! Do you understand? Saibo, I don't believe that the leader of that organization can be killed by the young master so easily. His experience is still too little.

How could Seber not know about this kind of thing?

He murmured,

You doubt that Ducard is the real Lars al-Ghul?

I can't be sure, but I noticed that there is a detail in the young master's words that he didn't notice. Although Al Ghul, who was killed by him, was indeed very skilled in martial arts, Dukad always appeared with him... and according to He said that Ducat had a superlative status in that organization. I used to perform missions in Japan. When I was young, I heard people there say that the ancient Japanese generals were surrounded by a man named Kagemusha Loyal warriors dedicated to protecting the truly great.

Ah Fu took a deep breath, put the pistol in his hand behind him, and walked slowly into the hall,

Facing these guys, be careful!

Saibo thought for a while, took out the black mask from behind and put it on his face, followed two people into it, and the one who caught his eyes was Bruce standing on the high platform, but he didn't look very good now, Throughout Gotham, upper-level figures who are inextricably linked to the Wayne family are surrounding him, but he is saying some lines that are not so appropriate.

Well, it is enough to make everyone feel that his lines are unreasonable.

As a member of the Wayne family, there is such a fact that there will always be all kinds of cheating people, such as you...

There was an indescribable humiliation and helplessness deep in Bruce's eyes. When he was Bruce Wayne, he wanted to maintain the good reputation of the Wayne family more than anyone else. It was his father, his grandfather, his The most precious legacy left by his ancestors, but now, he had to destroy it with his own hands.

It's too much for you to say that, Bruce, are you drunk!

Earl, the chairman of Wayne Industries, had a flash of joy in his eyes. This fat guy was worrying about how to take Wayne Industries into his own hands. As a result, Bruce said that it was so impolite and would destroy the company. As far as the reputation of the Wayne family is concerned, he pretended to be doing it for his own good, and tried to hold Bruce back, but he was thrown away arbitrarily.

Okay, I'm not done yet, Earl, you're always like this, greedy and impatient, disgusting, isn't what I said true? Well, I'm really here for you, a 26-year-old Do young people celebrate birthdays? I don't think so!

Wayne's voice echoed throughout the hall, and Alfred, who was loyal to the Wayne family, looked at this scene dumbfounded, which never appeared in his worst fantasy, his young master, the master he served , is destroying the century-old good reputation of the Wayne family with his own hands, he wanted to rush up to stop him, but was caught by the quick-sighted Seber.

Let me go, I have to stop him! He can't just destroy what his father left behind...

Calm down, Fu!

Sebo looked at the man who was standing not far from them, wearing a black coat and exuding coldness all over his body, he whispered in Alfred's ear,

Do you know what to do before you kill someone?

He's killing his name, he's killing Bruce Wayne's name, he's forcing him to destroy everything he owns, and then driving him into the abyss little by little... To help him, you have to do this Do!

Bruce hadn't finished his impromptu speech when he saw something held up by the last person in the hall, wearing a strange black mask.

boom!

The gunshot broke all the tranquility, and Ducard, who was immersed in the drama, was awakened. He turned his head suddenly, and saw Saibo, who was wearing a mask, kicked the table in front of him. Great food and drink spilled all over the place.

Like a thug, he reached out and grabbed the shocked Alfred, and put the gun in his hand on his white-haired head, and his hoarse voice spread throughout the hall.

I'm here to seek revenge on Bruce Wayne! Bruce, are you trying to protect these damned bastards? Look at them, each of them shouldn't be so proud, live a noble life, their hands are covered with blood, They should die with you, but... NOW! Get the hell out of all the bastards who have nothing to do with the damned name Wayne!

Seber stretched out his hand and shot another shot in the air. The third shot hit the unlucky Mr. Earl. One of his legs was hit, and the blood flowed freely. Amid Earl's screams like killing a pig, The chaos in the crowd intensified again, women's screams kept coming, and the big shots lay on the ground in embarrassment, crawling towards the gate like fat bugs. Their wealth, power, identity and status are here Under the oppression of this kind of death, it failed to bring them even a sense of security.

You see, stripped of the bright coat, they are no different from ordinary people.

You have 10 seconds to get out! Or stay and die with Wayne!

Seber shouted loudly, but his eyes collided with Ducat, who had a knife-like gaze, and he whispered in Alfred's ear,

Wayne owes me one more...

Rescue the young master, everything you want, the Wayne family can give you!

Good! Deal!