Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Seber stood on the broken railroad tracks. In front of him was Ducard, who had lost his right arm, and Batman, who stood still, ready for the final battle.

Even the night could feel the chilling atmosphere, and the howling night wind became even colder.

Bruce didn't answer Seber's question, but Ducard was the first to speak. His colder voice sounded in the night. He looked at the exquisitely crafted black straight-edged knife in Seber's hand, and there was an undisguised expression in his eyes. killing intent,

This knife...where did you get it?

Saibo flicked the long knife in his hand, listening to the whistling sound of the straight-edged knife piercing the air, he flicked the blade lightly with a face full of joy, listening to the crisp echo, and then moved towards Ducat squeezed my eyes,

This...of course it's a trophy~

The atmosphere froze at this moment, and an extremely dangerous feeling enveloped Saibo who was standing there. He could feel the hair on the back of his neck standing on end at this moment. suddenly said,

You killed her?

Um!

Seber naturally knew who the she Ducard was talking about, he tilted his head, put the black straight blade on his shoulder, and then nodded,

She is very strong, but how to put it, I am stronger.

call…

Ducat took a deep breath, his upper body was naked, his scarred body trembled slightly during this deep breath, but in the end, he breathed a sigh of relief,

Very good, red devil... I admit that I underestimated you, now I will not make this mistake again! I will kill you with my own hands, cut off your head, a mutant with self-healing ability... Hehe, I really want to Let's see if you can still be so arrogant after all your heads have been chopped off.

The straight-edged knife in Saibo's hand flicked forward, making a whistling sound, and under the dark red mask, his voice also became colder and colder.

Stop talking nonsense, come!

boom

The curved stick sword collided with the black straight-edged knife. Ducard's speed was astonishingly fast in the darkness, and his strength was also astonishing. He knocked Seb, who was fully defending, back two steps, and he held it with both hands. The hilt, the sword was placed horizontally in front of his body, but the curved blade was like a poisonous snake. The moment he stood firm, it crossed the block of the blade, leaving a deep bone on his shoulder. scars.

Hey! That's great, old man!

Not to be outdone, the young man swung his long knife, and slashed at Dukad, who was swinging the blade rapidly, but was dodged sideways by the silent old soldier on the opposite side. At this moment, his body tilted so much that he almost fell off the railroad track Outside, but the next moment, it returned to the original position.

The curved blade whistled, and Saibo swung his long knife, trying to block the second blow, but his blade suddenly drooped, avoiding all the defenses perfectly, and drew a large circle in the air.

Saibo wanted to return to the defense, but he couldn't keep up with the changing speed of the blade.

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The second wound appeared on the chest. At the moment of stabbing, the silent Ducat flicked his wrist, and the blade stretched straight, almost passing through his body. His swordplay has a special skill, just like visual deception , each time causing damage in unexpected places.

In less than 3 seconds, Saibo was completely at a disadvantage in the swordsmanship duel. Ducard drew back the long sword without hesitation, and when Saibo's body was stiff, he put his foot in his chest. The waist kicked him out of the rails, the blade in his hand screamed, turned around and attacked Bruce who was staggering towards him.

The L-shaped blades on Batman's arms popped out of the gauntlet, and he used melee combat to fight against Ducat's blade. After entering the battle, neither he nor Ducard had much to say. But every collision of sparks represents the inner struggle of the master and apprentice, each move is deadly, fierce, and leaves no room for it.

Ducat who lost his right arm does not mean that he is easy to deal with. After a certain level of combat experience, no matter what kind of disadvantages, fighters can find the most suitable countermeasures. For example, now, when dealing with fists and feet When Bruce was strong, Ducard no longer used the unpredictable swordsmanship before, but used the stick sword in his hand like a stabbing sword.

The short-distance stabbing, sweeping, lightning-fast, with one hand suppressed Batman and kept retreating. Less than 10 meters behind their battlefield was the railroad track that was blown off in the big explosion just now. Bruce obviously also He felt the danger, but he wanted to break through, but he couldn't break the horizontal sword screen in front of him.

He is not Saibo, and he cannot use his body to resist this deadly sword technique. As long as he is penetrated once, he may end up dead. He fought very hard, and his condition itself was very bad. Dukad's eyes gleamed with naked killing intent. He was unwilling to kill him with his own hands, but his opponent did everything possible to kill him by any means.

This is not a fair fight in itself, he needs an opportunity.

Saibo gritted his teeth, and firmly grasped the rail with his right hand. Below him was the icy sea 50 meters above the sky. Once he fell, although it would not be fatal, this battle had nothing to do with him at all. Waving the straight blade in his hand, he inserted it back into the scabbard behind his back, pulled out a pistol from the holster under his arm with his backhand, and pointed it at the two fiercely fighting above with difficulty while shaking.

Kill him! Bruce!

boom

The scorching bullet passed through the densely packed rails of the steel frame skillfully, spinning towards Dukad's figure in the cold wind of the night. This blow completely disrupted Dukad's rhythm. In an instant, that vague shadow-like dodge appeared again, and the figure of Ducat in front of Bruce was blurred at this moment.

This special and powerful technique allowed him to dodge bullets and all attacks in an instant, but the sudden incident also stopped his attacks.

Batman's eyes flashed brightly. At this moment, his painfully twitching legs pushed forward. At this moment, the whole person vacated, and rushed towards Ducard who was standing there. When the figure stopped dodging, At that moment, Batman's fists slammed into Dukad's chest fiercely. The power that finally exploded under the anger and persistence smashed the mentor's body backwards, and rolled onto the ground in embarrassment. on the rails.

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There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, apparently the punch had injured his lungs, facing Batman who charged again, he propped himself up with his remaining left arm, dodging Bruce's fist awkwardly, legs, he quickly Backed away, while his disciple, Bruce Wayne, who had been suppressed miserably just now, entered a crazy offensive state, switching from offense to defense, and the two of them wrestled together, making Seber unable to even aim, he scolded He said a word, and then quickly climbed the rails.

Ducat had only one arm left, and he had a hard time dodging. After being cut by the L-shaped sharp blade on Bruce's gauntlet again, he shook his teeth, straightened his body, and his figure was blurred again. Once it is no longer for defense, but for offense.

You still have a lot to learn!

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Dukad's figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already collided with Bruce's body. The curved blade in his hand pierced through his body. The old soldier's smudged face had a victorious smile on his face. Whispered in Bruce's ear,

What we have done is just, as I told you... If anyone obstructs the realization of justice, he should be stabbed severely from the back.

Like I said before, you lost! My disciple, back and forth only what I taught you, you didn't even learn anything new!

Bruce's body trembled because of the sharp pain pierced by the sharp blade. Hearing Ducat's icy voice, he struggled to hold the stick sword pierced into his abdomen with both hands. In his eyes, there was pain, weakness, and resentment. , but only without fear, without flinching.

It's you who lost, Ducat!

click

The L-shaped sharp blades on both arms stuck the twisted stick sword. The moment Ducard wanted to withdraw the sharp blade, the solid blade broke from the tail under the cross-cutting sharp blades. Batman's body He staggered back, and Dukad looked at the small half of the blade left in his hand, and was a little stunned for a while.

I learned a new trick!

Bruce clutched his stomach, and at the moment he fell off the rails, a final smile flashed across his mouth,

I leave it to you... Cyber.

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The last scene that caught Bruce's eyes was the scene of Seb climbing up the railway track holding a black straight blade and piercing Ducat's body from behind like lightning.

He abides by the bottom line in his heart, he will not let himself become a murderer, and he will not let himself become like those villains who wantonly use their own power, but this does not mean that he has no self-anger and hatred, Dukad wants to destroy Gotham has become his opponent.

And now, he knew the truth about his parents' death, how could he forgive, how could he forgive?

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The black straight-edged knife pierced through Dukad's back directly, and the bloody blade pierced Dukad's chest. This knife Saber used a lot of force. He was afraid that he would not be able to kill the person in front of him. This is beyond common sense. guy.

cough cough

The hilt of the stick sword in Ducard's left hand fell to the sea below. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he only coughed in a low voice. Maybe he never thought that he would die in this way. In the hands of a nobody.

You...you killed Thalia...

Ducard turned his back to Saibo, his body seemed to have lost all strength at this moment, he swayed his body, and after confirming that there was no danger, Saibo stepped forward and pulled back the blade that had pierced his lungs , Ducat's body half-kneeled on the railroad tracks, and the cold wind in the dark night blows his gray hair, like an old man in his twilight years.

Ahem, you can't kill her, my daughter... She will carry my will, she will inherit my will, Gotham will be destroyed in the end, everything you have done... just continue this hopeless future.

Ducard fell to the ground, he saw Saibo, the dark red figure, he was still holding the black straight blade knife in his hand, he took off his mask with the other hand, he half knelt In front of Dukad, it was like a sue for the dead.

There was no teasing in those inauthentic eyes, no annoying voices, only calmness, it was a kind of farewell.

That means of resurrection from the dead...

Saibo asked in a low voice, he seemed to be asking Ducard, and seemed to be muttering to himself, This world, what is... what's going on?

cough cough

Blood overflowed from the corner of Ducat's mouth again, but from Saibo's question, he seemed to feel a touch of confusion about the future and fear of the truth of the world. The old man struggled to put a smile on his face,

That's... that's the fountain of resurrection, Shadow Warrior... the biggest secret, the truth of this world, mess... You, Cyber ​​Hawk, do you have justice in your heart?

No!

Saibo looked at the dying old man, he shook his head, and replied honestly, I just want to live, always live.

Um…

Ducard didn't seem surprised by this answer, he closed his eyes, and seemed to exhale his last breath,

That's... that's yours, justice, then live on... this future, it's just... a mess.

Three minutes later, Seber stretched his hand behind him and put a grenade in Ducat's hand. He looked at the old man with a peaceful expression that made people creepy, and he tore off the tab, then stood up, With a sigh of relief,

Bye now

The cold wind blew his black hair. He opened his arms and jumped off the rail. Three seconds later, another flame appeared on the rail. The night sky is fully illuminated