Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The time went back to 15 minutes ago, and Saibo was lying in the sink, and received another injection of energy liquid. This liquid should be made in a special way, and it contains a lot of energy. Physique, after receiving the injection for 10 seconds, I also feel that my whole body is full of strength.

"Well, there should be some kind of stimulant in it."

He snorted and put his ear against the wall. The guard outside the door has changed his shift twice since the first time he woke up. After a while, another half-stuffed cigarette was thrown in, and Sable pinched it on the wall. In his mouth, he took a good breath, and in the darkness, he made sure of one thing, there should be no more people outside this cage.

There will be no more than 16 guards at most!

There was a red light in his squinted eyes, and when the cigarette burned to the top, he stood up and slammed his left arm against the wall in vain.

"boom"

There was a louder vibration than before. The veteran and the recruit at the door looked at each other, but they didn't pay attention. Maybe he was in a bad mood after being locked in the cage... After all, who was locked up for 3 years? It would be maddening to endure such a dark day.

"boom"

"boom"

Three times in a row, each time the force of hitting the steel on the wall became stronger and stronger, the veteran soldier with a cigarette in his mouth looked at the fist marks on the wall not far behind him stupidly, each time becoming clearer.

"My God...this is 150mm thick steel."

The recruit muttered to himself. He also saw the depression in the wall. He swallowed, grabbed the communicator and shouted, "There is an abnormality in the monitoring room 13! Call for support!"

A moment later, a group of heavily armed soldiers entered the prison hall, and the increasingly violent sound of smashing the wall and the vibration of the ground also made the desperate mutant children and teenagers in the surrounding cages couldn't help but raise their heads. He shook his head, and impatiently grabbed the edge of the barbed cage.

In the dim light, more than 30 pairs of eyes were staring at the wall with fist marks constantly protruding, that was hope, that was dignified...

But for Saibo, this is not a difficult choice. He has been in this damn place enough. He doesn't want to stay here anymore. Constantly bombarding the steel plate in front of him.

"Strike!"

"boom"

"Strike!"

"boom"

"Kill you!"

"boom"

The ground of the entire prison hall began to vibrate rhythmically, but even though he punched the wall, he still couldn't penetrate it.

This is like the last obstacle, the obstacle to freedom and that world... How could he be locked in this small cage like a wild beast, how could he endure those bastards treating him as a test subject! How could he pretend that nothing had happened after all he had endured?

He is Cyber ​​Hawk! He is not a lump of mud, anyone can step on it!

He must kill it! No matter what!

And behind him, the probe filled with anesthetics and sedatives had already been activated again, but Saibo turned around abruptly and tore it off the linked metal arm. Sparks flew, and he smashed the sharp One by one, he snapped off the probes, put them at hand, and returned to the wall.

He took a deep breath, mobilizing the silent heat flow in his body with some inflexibility, he was calling for the power contained in his body, he was longing for it, never had such a longing!

"Come out... come out and help your master!"

He took a deep breath, he muttered to himself...no movement, 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds.

"boom"

Like a volcano being ignited, boiling magma rushed straight from his abdomen into his limbs, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mass of corrupted blood with scorching breath. strength.

"That's it... baby, that's it!"

"boom"

A sharp metal spike appeared on the periphery of the wall, startling the soldiers observing this scene, but before he could back up, "bang", another protrusion protruding from the wall.

"boom"

For the third time, Saibo clenched his teeth, bearing the burning pain in his body, and threw out both fists,

"Bastard! How can I... fall on... this place! Give me... break it!"

"boom"

The entire prison hall "jumped" at this moment, and a large group of twisted steel flew out horizontally, smashing the three soldiers who were caught off guard in front of them, and they looked back dully, the wall that could not be broken at all Above, a tear-like hole big enough to allow an adult to enter and exit appeared on the original wall. Under the dim light, dust flew everywhere, as if it had been pierced by some kind of shell.

A tall figure stood in it, still maintaining a punching posture. Under the light, it was rendered like a ghost crawling out of hell, especially in the darkness outside the light. He breathed deeply, slowly straightened his body.

He took a step forward, and those soldiers who were in a circle and armed with guns took a step back in unison, even if they were wearing full-face helmets, even if they were holding weapons that could destroy a village. Still... scared.

Saibo raised his eyelids and glanced at the guys in front of him. After seeing the unified logo on the military uniform, an uncontrollable anger burned from his heart. After ingesting a small amount of Victor's ability , he was controlled by the beast perception once, and now, his self-healing ability is almost entirely from Victor, the control power of the beast perception is naturally conceivable.

He almost didn't think about it, his completely naked body rushed forward at this moment, in the eyes of those soldiers, it was like an afterimage, after the strength broke through a certain limit, according to the vision and perception speed of ordinary people ...it's really hard to catch this super fast movement.

"puff"

His body appeared behind a soldier who was caught off guard. The hollow probe in his hand pierced the back of his heart. Then he wiped the soldier's arm, and a black saber jumped into his palm. Bo narrowed his eyes, the red light in his eyes, the distorted killing intent and smile on his face made the soldier facing him tremble, he pulled the trigger, it was like a switch, at this moment, the remaining The 11 soldiers who came down pulled the triggers at the same time.

But... no one hit him, it was like they disappeared!

"My God! Up there! He's up there!"

There was a sound of exclamation, and everyone looked up, and all they saw was the shadow of Saber, who was holding a hollow probe and a black dagger, jumping from the top wall into their dense group.

"puff"

Blood was flying and pieces of flesh were overflowing. When a mutant whose self-healing ability reached A, or even S rank, lost his mind in this way, it was like being in a bloody slaughterhouse. The veteran pulled The recruit staggered and ran out to the rear aisle. The veteran didn't look back at all. After all, the recruit was young. Seeing his comrades being massacred one after another, he drew his pistol and was about to rush back, but the next moment, the blood-red The shadow rushed towards them.

Behind him was a slaughterhouse ruled by death and blood, and some mutant children who got close even vomited out.

"Bang bang bang bang"

The recruit saw the killing god rushing towards him. He held the gun in both hands and fired 5 shots in a row. However, Saibo, who was dominated by the beast's perception, ran, jumped and jumped on the cages on both sides of the passage like a real cat that preyed on him. After a while, he stood in front of the recruit, his eyes gleamed with brutal and ruthless carnage, and there was a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and the dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely.

"puff"

The recruit closed his eyes in horror and waited to die the moment the blade fell, but when a smear of warm blood splashed on his face, he couldn't help opening his eyes, and saw the veteran holding the falling blade with both hands. If they hadn't been wearing tough tactical gloves, I'm afraid that under Saibo's great strength, his ten fingers would be lost, but even so, his hands were considered useless.

"Want... want to smoke?"

The veteran endured the pain, and said with difficulty to Saibo who stopped in front of him, "Let us go...please."

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo"

Sable breathed heavily, the bloody smell in the prison hall provoked his senses, and the desire for destruction in his heart was constantly driving it to tear up the idiot in front of him, but in the end, he took a deep breath and let go. Opening the handle of the knife, the veteran fell down and was embraced by the recruit. The two looked at him with terrifying eyes. The latter bent down and took out a pack of bloody cigarettes from the veteran's pocket. The ignition of the familiar way.

"Fu..."

He squatted there and patted the old soldier on the shoulder, "Thank you for the cigarettes, man, otherwise I wouldn't last that long... By the way, look at me now, I can't just walk out naked like this... "

He flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, amidst the smoke, he glanced at the terrified recruit,

"I think, you know what I mean?"

Half a minute later, Saibo patted the black military trousers with satisfaction. He was also wearing a black vest. He squatted down and tied the laces of his well-fitting military boots. On the other side, lost The recruits in trousers and jackets caressed the veterans and quickly disappeared at the edge of the passage.

"Hiss... hell, can anyone tell me what happened? Answer!"

Hearing this voice, Saibo's expression turned cold, he turned around, found the communicator in the pile of disgusting flesh, turned it away,

"Hehe...Strike, thank you for your hospitality...cough cough"

Saibo turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, only then felt his stomach feel better, he coughed lightly,

"Let's play a game."

His voice suddenly became low and hoarse at this moment,

"You know what? I really want to strangle you, but how can I be happy alone... Come on, play my game, the name of the game is..."

"You run, I kill!"

"click"

The communicator in Seber's hand was directly crushed, he threw it aside casually, put on the coat, and was about to leave, but at this moment, a small voice sounded behind him,

"gentlemen..."

"Um?"

Saibo turned his head, tilted his head, and looked at the child lying on the railing with blood on his hands. After a long period of blood drawing and fear, he looked so thin and his face was full of stains, but Saibo reluctantly It can be seen that the child is about 15.6 years old, he is of yellow race, has gray hair, and is quite tall.

"What is it, child?"

he asked, and the child exclaimed,

"Can you, can you save my sister! Please, she...she can't hold on any longer!"

It was only then that Saibo noticed that there was a thin girl lying in the cage next to the cage. She seemed to have fainted, but Saibo did not immediately open the cage. He narrowed his eyes, red The light flashed in the eye sockets, and the boy took a step back in fright.

But Saibo squatted down, and he asked with great interest,

"Why don't you ask me to save all of you? You see, I'm also a mutant, and I might be kind enough to save you all."

The boy seemed to see hope, he took a step towards Saibo, knelt down on the ground, lowered his head, and said sincerely,

"Father told us... in the face of hope, don't ask for too much. I will rely on my own strength to escape, or die here, but my sister, she...she is innocent."

"oh?"

Saber laughed, laughing like an old cat in the dim light,

"Why? Why are you so confident that you can escape? I think you may not be able to hold on for a month."

"Because my parents died at their hands!"

The boy raised his head, there were two tear stains on his dirty face, he probably didn't want to show his weakness in front of Saibo, he hastily wiped the tear stains off his face, he gritted his teeth, and whispered, "The revenge of parents, You must report it! Either their blood or mine."

Seeing a hint of ferocity on the child's face, Saibo took a deep breath,

"What's your name, child."

"Santhals Ferguson, that's my sister Clarice Ferguson! Please, sir, save her!"

Saibo stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his pants with his hands, and whispered playfully,

"I would never meddle in my own business to help someone who is not related to me..."

There was a hint of disappointment on Santars' face, but the next moment, Saibo's voice suddenly came up, and his eyes swept over the more than 20 cages in front of him, and he saw those eyes that were either begging or fearful,

"So you have to fight for your own lives! Everyone kills an enemy, or I will lock you back up again. Cowards who dare not even kill people will die outside sooner or later...I'm going to find Stryker revenge, which one of you will come with me?"

"Me! Sir, take me!"

"Take me, sir! I can kill two, no, I can kill three! I can't wait to kill them all!"

"Very well, we have our first volunteer..."

Saibo stretched out his hand, grabbed Santals' cage lock, and yanked it out fiercely, the lock that was shining with sparks was unscrewed directly, and the thin Santals came out and picked it up from the ground. Picking up an assault rifle, he followed closely behind Seber,

"So, who else? Raise your hands and let me see if you still have the courage to survive death."

"swish"

A whole piece of outstretched hands, maybe dirty, maybe there are bloodstains, maybe there are traces of being beaten, but in the end, they are not a bunch of trash.