Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The role of energy and matter is relative, which has been confirmed by scientists long ago.

In the simplest way, you put a feather in a flame, and it will be burned to ashes, which is the best embodiment of the force of energy and matter.

In a high-energy environment, even the most solid matter will suffer some unimaginable damage and changes, whether it is a stone or a city.

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The distant and silent wind of the void blows over the city, and the weathering of the broken land and buildings on the edge of the city intensifies again. Sergeant Swan stands on the outermost surveillance tower. This place was originally a shopping mall, but now It had become dead silent, and he didn't need a telescope to see the gradually collapsing surface of the abandoned city in the scarlet light, as if the flow of time had been ruthlessly accelerated by more than ten times.

Those gray-white buildings are the most dangerous areas in Gotham at this time. With just a little force, they will completely collapse into this void, and the unlucky ones walking on them will fall into the endless void together. Here, I can no longer find my way home, and even my soul will be wiped out together.

This is a slowly dying, slowly dying city.

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Sergeant Swan's remodeled communicator rang at his waist, and he put it next to his ear, and Sergey's deep voice came from the opposite side:

A-13, B-17 areas have energy reactions at the same time, and those who can fight nearby will go to support... It is still the old rule. After the battle, the captured monster cores are exchanged for supplies. Friendly reminder, today's supplies not only include beef Dry and vodka, and a large batch of condoms, brothers in need, don't miss it.

The last bad joke wasn't funny, but the sheriff shrugged and moved.

Now small-scale infiltration battles like this are going on every day. The monsters from the demon world don’t want to see a city floating above their world for too long. They covet the fresh soul and flesh and blood in this city all the time, but said To be honest, it is different now than before. Hunting these infiltrating monsters has become the hottest activity in the city... and almost the only pastime besides sex.

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Black flame-like energy mist erupted outside the sheriff's body, turning him into a big monster in an instant. His head with antlers looked left and right, and with light force on his legs, he jumped to the broken ground. On top of the building, move quickly towards the B-17 area.

In a city that has begun to control various resources, even a little more supplies are good. Sheriff Swan is also a human being, a normal man, and he also has emotions. On the 27th day when the city fell into the devil world, there were already With three more beautiful women, his burden is also very heavy.

The power of the big monster is very powerful, especially when bathed in the scarlet light of the demon world, as long as you can control the desire to destroy surging in your body, you can completely control the power of the monster. After uniting with the Lord of Hell to clear the city, they taught the survivors of the city this rapid strengthening method. After 27 days of development, at least two-thirds of the people in the city have now accepted it. This strength intensifies.

No one forced them, and no one threatened to kill them. Even if they did nothing, they could receive a supply at the city hall every day. They would definitely not starve to death, but after the previous devastating disaster, except for those Except for the frightened salted fish who are really eating and waiting to die, other people, no matter men, women, young or old, after saving their lives, they all have a different kind of desire for power.

Especially when falling into the devil world and seeing no hope of escape in a short period of time, this desire is magnified without limit.

boom

In the scarlet light, Swan descended from the sky, and the dark energy waving in his hand gathered into a sharp shadow long sword, beheading the little monsters who had just jumped out of the portal in front of him. , In just a moment, the monster of this small portal was wiped out by him alone, and not far away, other warriors who rushed over also started fighting. There are at least 30 open portals in this area, completely Enough for a hunt of hundreds of people.

Swan didn't eat alone, even though the power of the tyrannical big monster gave him the ability to eat alone, but he was unwilling to do so.

Die, die! You all have to die!

Bouncing around, wielding a mace, a saw blade and a long knife, a big monster like a marionette roared and rushed out of the portal. Just as he was about to kill all directions, he saw the monster standing in front of him. , with a sword in his left hand, and a group of dark energy gathered in his right hand, Swan, who had a gloomy face, felt the difficulty of this opponent, and saw the humans on the surrounding battlefield who were eyeing him. He screamed, and wanted to turn around and run away in an instant. into the portal.

But... the targeted prey, how can it be so easy to escape?

boom

The portal behind the big monster was shattered by an iron fist, and a dozen tyrannical men in orange-red prison uniforms descended from the sky, blocking the final escape space of the big monster, but they did not attack immediately, their leader , a big bald man with a scar on his face looked vigilantly at Sergeant Swan, who also focused his attention on these prisoners.

Scum of the Black Gate...

He whispered: Your defense zone is not here!

Does it depend on the location when you go hunting?

The leader of the prisoners said in a deep voice: Long time no see, should I call you Darkblade Swan now, or Sergeant Swan?

Oh, it seems that you miss the days when I threw you into prison...

Sheriff Swan said unceremoniously: Don't think that if you are still alive, I will forget the disaster you brought to this city. Don't give me a reason to kill you!

Behind the sheriff, other monster-hunting fighters saw these prisoners appearing, and stood behind Swan with their weapons in their hands. Obviously, these prisoners are not welcome in Gotham now. Seeing the formation of a circle , A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the leader of the prisoners, but he was quickly suppressed, and he said loudly:

Damn! Overlord has given us the right to act fairly, we are also part of the city, you can't do this! Or... you plan to die with us!

Taking his brother back a step, he said softly:

Don't forget, Overlord and Batman don't allow private fights in the city... This big monster is given to you... Let's go there!

He pointed to the several portals on the edge of this area, which is equivalent to their compromise in disguise. Sergeant Swan's eyes flashed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his hand:

Go away, atone for the city, and, be careful with your heads!

Facing more than 50 fighters facing the same enemy, the prisoners had to swallow their anger and leave. The big monster surrounded by them saw more than 50 humans with fierce faces. He raised his weapon with difficulty, but the next moment, Overwhelmed by insane attacks.

This monster is given to you... You can share the supplies in exchange for it!

As soon as Swan waved his hand, the crowd made way for him. Obviously, the sheriff had a high status in the hearts of these soldiers. When he picked up a dozen black stones on the ground and was about to leave, the soldiers A leader was temporarily elected to express his gratitude to Swan. It was an old man. It could be seen that before the disaster, he was a real decent person, with elegant coats and low-key luxury watches, but these are meaningless now up.

On the contrary, it is the monster staff in his hand that is the symbol of Gotham's decent people today.

When human beings began to fight for the most primitive survival, power became the only synonym for the strong.

Hello, Sheriff Swan, remember me?

The old man stuffed a small bag into Swan's hand with a smile on his face, and said in a low voice: Take it, this is our thanks from the soldiers in the Ridnai drop area, don't refuse, if there is no you today, those black people The bastard of the door may not know what to do.

Mr. Fred, you don't need to be so polite.

Swan declined several times, but in the end he couldn't hold back the old man. He tied the bag containing the monster core, that is, the black stone, around his waist. He also smiled and looked at the old man in front of him. Before the disaster came, this old man was A well-known philanthropist in Reid Nail Island, he has done a lot of good deeds. It seems that the kindness of these good deeds sheltered him from that disaster and gave him the capital to survive in a bad world.

You don't have to be afraid of those scum.

Swan whispered to the old man: They don't dare to fight privately in the city. The Devil Gang has been monitoring them. As long as they dare to do something, they will be completely wiped out within five minutes... Overlord and Batman It's not kind to these guys, they've been on our side.

Oh, that's what it says.

The old man Fred said with some concern: But the black market in the area they control is very involved, and many young people will go there to trade. If you offend them, the already difficult situation will become even more difficult. I don't know that the Overlord is What do you think, those bastards who almost destroyed the order of the city should be completely killed!

well...

Swan also sighed, looking at the devastated city, he whispered:

Gotham is really, you can't afford to die... The monsters don't care whether you are a prisoner or a good person. They have at least held the defense line in the west of the city for us, but don't worry, Mr. Fred, I will go there today I will tell Bawang about the black market, I believe Bawang will not let them bully you so wantonly.

Okay, that's good.

The old man happily patted Swan on the shoulder, he smiled and said: Thank you, Sheriff Swan, by the way, my grandson will try to contract the spirit of the big monster tomorrow, if he really succeeds , the lives of people in our neighborhood will be much easier, and you are welcome to watch the ceremony then.

Little Fred?

Swan pondered for a moment, took out a small reagent from his arms, and stuffed it into Old Fred's hand. The latter glanced at it and saw the lingering purple light in the small bottle. He was startled and immediately clenched it tightly. Finger, looked left and right subconsciously, stuffed it back into Swan's hand, and lowered his voice:

This is too precious, I can't take it! Take it back! Swan, you have helped us too much.

No no, take it, Fred.

Swan patted the old gentleman on the shoulder:

When I first arrived in Gotham, you helped me too much, and you took it as my return gift, and the Extremis virus can only be injected once. I have already been injected, and it is useless to keep it. Instead, it is Little Frey. De, the child has been weak and sick since he was a child, this thing can make him healthy, and the success rate of the contract will be much higher.

But this 35% high concentration of Extremis virus can at least buy enough food and enjoyment for one person for half a year in the black market...

Old Fred clenched his fists: This is really too precious, Swan, you really gave me a problem, how do you ask me to repay you...

Hahaha

Sergeant Swan laughed heartily, he put his arms around Old Fred's shoulders, and discussed like a buddy:

If you really want to help me, let little Fred join the police station. I am short of these talented and potential young people now. We will not be stuck here forever. Once we return to reality, this kind of law of the jungle The order of things will break down, and we have to be prepared in advance.”

Well, if that's the case, I'll agree for him.

Old Fred clenched the reagent bottle in his hand, and said softly with a smile on his face: Although that idiot planned to join the Devil Gang or the Bat Club, but now it seems that joining the police station and maintaining order in the city is a good idea. Not a bad choice.

So you see, the adaptability of human beings is actually far beyond your imagination. Even in today's Gotham, less than a month after falling into the devil world, a new order has been established in this ruined city, but I am very Out of curiosity, Gotham, which is now all soldiers and has returned to the barbaric order, once it returns to the real world, what kind of impact will it have on the civilized order? What will they do with the culprits who cast them into hell?

This is really curious...