Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

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A bunch of newspapers mixed with rotten vegetables and leaves was smashed on the brightly painted glass door on the side of the street, making a violent vibration, and even aroused applause, so more things fell on the shop.

The staff of the store timidly hid behind the door, watching the demonstrators passing by in front of them, and they didn't even dare to wash the stains on the door immediately.

Everyone knows why today's parade is even crazier, because another person died last night, the clown will do what he says, if Batman doesn't take off his mask for a day, someone in this city will die for him, anyone with such a Crazy people will make people frightened to the point of madness.

But they ignored, last night Batman saved 2 people from the Joker.

The entire Gotham Central District was full of people, and things like parades were always full of passion. They waved their arms, held up shoddy slogans, and let out roars that they couldn't hear. Those voices didn't come together to form a better The powerful sound waves, on the contrary, mixed together and turned into an even worse noise.

annoying.

"Get Batman out!"

"Why do we have to die for him!"

"Make him take off the damn mask!"

"We want to live!"

They walked through the bustling First Avenue, and their final destination was downstairs of the mayor's office. As if they were going to completely surround this poor building, they roared. Things fell on the policemen guarding the door.

The heavily armored cops wear hoods, you can't see their expressions, but you can feel their thoughts from under their indifferent exterior...these stupid guys.

However, the demonstrators thought that this was to let Mayor Nestor see their strength, and tried to use their voices and actions to prompt the city hall to come up with a solution, but the reality is that Mayor Nestor is not in the office at all.

They are just venting their anger and fear into the air, pretending to be pioneers dedicated to a just cause... Under Guang Weizheng's appearance, there are cowardly souls standing together one by one , so cowardly that he is unwilling to take even a little risk.

The reporters stood outside the excited parade crowd, and reported more excitedly about the intensified parade in Gotham City. They wished that things would be more chaotic, and they wished that Batman would stand up and beat these guys into meat sauce.

But it's not for justice, but for more breaking news.

Politicians used the parade to criticize Mayor Nestor's policies, businessmen took the opportunity to raise prices, and even the gangsters who were scared to pee by the red devil mixed in the crowd and swaggered through the market.

Everyone here got what they wanted from this parade, except for the citizens who marched, and they didn't even know what they were doing.

This is crowds, they are not good at reasoning, but eager to act; they are impulsive, impatient, suggestible and gullible; The moral level is also very low.

As Saiber said, "Once you blend into the crowd, you will infect their movements, habits, and ways of thinking, and do some ridiculous things that you don't know."

It's almost like a farce.

"I know there are people behind this incident, but I can't imagine why the situation has gotten so bad in just three days?"

Mayor Nestor stood in the police station office. In front of him were the sub-chiefs of various districts in Gotham, as well as the seven sheriffs of the headquarters. Robin was absent, and the policemen glanced at the two empty positions from time to time. Gordon And Lauber, who was supposed to be their leader, had died in their duties.

Facing the angry and anxious mayor, Sergeant Smith, Gordon's most trusted person before his death, pondered for a moment, and said,

"Mr. Mayor, this matter is actually more complicated than you imagined. During the two days of monitoring, we found a large number of gangsters, and they even appeared as the backbone of the parade... We have reason to suspect, This is a wave against Batman that the Joker dislikes, and the purpose is to force him to stand up and show his identity."

This reason is very reasonable. The mayor nodded. He is not an ignorant person, but when it comes to matters related to his position and power, no matter how selfless a person will feel anxious, he sat on the chair and played with his hands. cigar cutters,

"Why don't you catch them?"

Smith's expression darkened,

"We don't have enough police force. In Gordon..., the law and order situation in the whole city has deteriorated again. The police officers have been assigned to patrol various areas, and we are worried that once they act, they will be used by clowns. In case of large-scale injuries The incident caused the credibility of the entire Gotham City government to drop to an all-time low, and you should be able to guess that it would be a real disaster."

Nestor fell silent, his face changed rapidly, and finally, he sighed,

"Look at our people, they are now as vulnerable as sheep that have been sent to the slaughterhouse without a leader. Didn't Batman express his position?"

Sheriff Smith shook his head,

"No, and I don't think he should stand up, Mr. Mayor. Although his behavior is illegal, we can't ignore that in the past year, because of him, the order of our city I prefer stability. I never believed that if we handed over Batman, the Joker would let it go. I have encountered too many villains like this. They will only push forward. They see our weakness and treat us as felt Meat on a plate."

The sheriff's tone was sonorous, he looked at the mayor,

"I request an immediate ban on all television broadcasts in Gotham where the clown's threatening video will drive these people who fear for their safety into further insanity. He is exploiting our fears, Mr. Mayor, and he is destroying our will. !"

Facing this request, Mayor Nestor hesitated. After more than ten seconds, he raised his head and looked at Smith and the others.

"Do you know what that means?"

"Mr. Mayor, we are not deceiving the citizens!"

Sergeant Smith said, "In the past three days, we have lost 3 brave policemen and 7 innocent citizens. We have reason to believe that the clown's madness will continue, but if we really give in, we will Handing over Batman... We handed over the last sword that can protect us to the opponent. Although we don't want to admit it, the fact now is that we can't deal with the clown just relying on the police, but we really can't let it go It is up to him to break the will of the city."

"Or you could order the National Guard into the city to maintain order, which is the best I can think of."

"National Guard?"

Mayor Nestor's eyes lit up, he put the cigar cutter in his hand on the table, and a few minutes later, he said,

"Yes, I authorize you to block any news about clowns... In addition, I will let the National Guard enter the city, but you have to cooperate well so as not to cause panic among the people again. I believe that the soldiers with live ammunition will be manic. I don’t think clowns can deal with those soldiers...By the way, let the TV live broadcast the scene of the National Guard entering the city, I think this can stabilize the hearts of the people.”

At the same time, on the 25th floor of the Wayne Building, Bruce, Rachel, Alfred, and Lucius were also sitting in the living room, watching the parade live broadcast on Gotham TV. Seeing those slogans, Bruce's eyes changed. Sadly, Rachel shook his hand, trying to give him some confidence.

"Now break a piece of news! Mayor Nestor signed an order 15 minutes ago that the National Guard will send 500 soldiers into Gotham to maintain the city's order that is getting worse..."

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Alfred breathed a sigh of relief, and he said to the others, "Nestor finally did what he was supposed to do."

"But I doubt that soldiers can handle clowns."

Lucius frowned and said, "Judging from the current situation, this guy's manipulation of people's hearts is simply top-notch. Looking at the disturbances he caused, the public will naturally see people being killed because of Batman every day." Feel the fear, but they are completely unaware that the number of people dying from conflict in Gotham every day is not even one-fifth of what it was a year ago, and they feel that things are getting worse, but in fact, it has been changing good."

"We can't ask people to calm down, especially this kind of thing that concerns everyone. No one knows who will die next. The clown just grabs the weakness of human nature and magnifies it. It's just like a devil. Same."

Rachel said bitterly, "He's putting the pressure on Bruce, the bastard!"

"Bruce, what do you think?"

Alfred looked at his young master. As one of the closest people, he faintly felt Bruce's inner struggle. Faced with this problem, Bruce breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the restless crowd on the screen, and said ,

"I originally wanted to encourage the right things, positive things, not madness, not death!"

He lowered his head wearily, he covered his face, "I messed up, I even released him with my own hands, sometimes I really envy Seber, if I can be as unprincipled as he is, all this will not happen at all occur."

No one spoke. They knew that Bruce had made a decision. For a stubborn person, he would not easily change his mind just because of other people's language.

"Rachel, remember what I told you earlier?"

"This city already has its own hero, it's time to make Batman history...I know what the Joker will do, I'll wait for him, this time..."

There was a firm look on Bruce's face, "I won't let him escape again."

He looked at Rachel, stroked her hair, and said gently, "Then, we can continue to live as Bruce Wayne, and Harvey will do what I can't do instead of me."

"This will be Batman's last battle. Ducat once taught me that there is a saying in the East, put yourself to death and live again. I know what I should do, and I also know what I really want."

Later, Harvey Dent, who was busy in the prosecutor's office, received a strange call,

"Who are you?"

The intensified riots in these three days have put great pressure on the prosecutor's office. Harvey Dent is friendly to Batman. On the Robin Hood side of the city.

But his mood is still very irritable, not only because of the pressure, but also because Rachel has made it very clear that she will marry Bruce in the near future. Poor Harvey is broken in love. asked aloud,

"How did you know my phone number?"

But there was a hoarse and deep voice from that one. Harvey heard that voice more than once, and his spirit immediately tensed up. He knew that it was Batman.

"You are a symbol of hope, I will never be able to make it!"

"Harvey, you stand up to the crime syndicate, you are Gotham's first legitimate ray of hope in decades, you don't need a mask to protect the city, you are more qualified to be the city's leader than I am hero."

"The Joker wants me...I'll just take off the mask and stand up and fight him, Harvey, and arrange a press conference tomorrow morning."

"What!"

Harvey Dent's voice sounded immediately, so excited, so angry,

"You can't do this! You can't give in to him! You can't give in to a bastard! You're doing the right thing, you can't just put your head down like this. I've heard from the first day in the city how people in this city are Everyone praises you, but look at you now, you actually want to surrender!"

"This is not surrender, Harvey...I just want this dangerous game of life at stake to end, and I'll catch him, I swear!"

Bruce whispered, "This will be Batman's last stand, and you will be my best assistant, Harvey, don't get carried away, if someone sees you like this, sees you sympathize with a city ranger who breaks the law, everything It's all for naught, and all the criminals you catch will be released...it's pointless."

"My friend, don't forget Gordon's sacrifice. Take my flag and help me protect it in your way, so that the wicked will be punished and the good will survive."

Harvey's expression froze, and he didn't know what to say. The dream of a superhero that he had cultivated since he was a child seemed to be disillusioned at this moment, but at the same time, another belief was born.

He put down the phone and leaned back on the chair. He never smoked and took out the cigar from the drawer with trembling hands. In the mellow smell, he felt a will called inheritance.

Batman chose him, wanting him to truly be a hero in Gotham who doesn't need to wear a mask. He will stand under the light and use his own strength to maintain the city... He felt the pressure on his shoulders, but Is this what he wants to do?

Prosecutors need to submit to politics, and Harvey understands that better than anyone, and where's the next Joker? Gotham needs a bright hero that can't handle someone like the Joker, it needs a dark legend.

No... Batman shouldn't have surrendered like that! He can't do that! This world shouldn't be like this!

Harvey Dent slammed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, he would not allow him to surrender so easily! won't... allow it!