Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Believers are divided into two types, one is sincere fanatics who are willing to give everything for their beliefs, which is almost the most terrifying group of people in fact, and the other is false believers, who have faith on their lips but encounter dangerous situations , The first thing that comes to mind is your own life, so there is nothing to be afraid of, because belief is just a dispensable decoration for them.

Pick it up when you need it, and throw it aside when you don't.

In this world, the vast majority are false believers.

So in the face of the death threat that followed everywhere, in less than 10 seconds, the remaining 20 or so cultists ran away cleanly, leaving only the corpses on the ground, and the one who was holding a cane and glaring at Seber The priest, Constantine and his good friend Chandler who want to run but dare not run.

"ah!"

The priest howled, and a black halo surged on the surface of the bone staff in his hand, like a heavy hammer, and smashed towards Saibo, who raised his left hand without dodging, hell The fire spread on the palm of his hand, and in the scorching sensation, he easily held the black hammer in his hand.

"boom"

The crushed magic sparks flew everywhere, he jumped onto the high platform, kicked the priest who was preparing to counter magic in the abdomen, and kicked him to the wall. The magic power of the casters is powerful, but the body They are generally very weak, and they are no match for a berserk warrior like Saibo when they are facing the front.

He felt that all the bones in his body were about to be shattered by this impact. He rolled on the ground, and just when he raised his head, the cold muzzle of the gun touched his forehead, feeling the suppression of the existence of magic from the magic hunting gun. As well as the coldness that penetrated into the fury, the priest trembled and dared not move anymore.

"Dormammu is going to attack New York?"

Saibo's eyes were fixed on the evil believer in front of him. He bent down, grabbed his hair, and grabbed his body, "You are afraid, right? The kind of fear that wraps around the body, the kind of oppression The fear in your soul, I can feel it, is so real...so look into my eyes!"

"hum"

The priest wanted to resist desperately, but under the magical order, he raised his head and saw the eyes shining with deadly flames. The next moment, a huge force surged into his mind, and the defense line of will collapsed instantly. His soul lost control, presenting all his memories to Cyber.

Regarding how he was seduced, how he joined Casillas' command, and how he was bestowed with the power of darkness by Dormammu, at the end of his memory, Sebo seemed to see Dormammu's real body with his own eyes, it was a desolate and dead silence In the universe, among the stars that have been completely eroded, a dark figure stands in the void.

There is no limit, like a body made of darkness, only those eyes, those eyes that seem to be wrapped in endless purgatory and colorful halos, even if they are peeping at the memory, Seber's intrusion makes Doma Tom saw that it was almost impossible.

The evil god's eyes were on Saibo, he seemed to be sizing up the little soul that broke into his world, and Saibo was also looking at him, the incarnation of darkness, even if it got close, seemed to be swallowed by darkness It feels like looking directly at the ubiquitous darkness, it's like looking directly at a vortex, one can't help but want to plunge into it.

"You are... I saw you, little feeble human being, in the London sanctuary, when you routed my useless servants."

The moment Dormammu spoke, in this dark space, those dead planets began to vibrate crazily. He looked at Saibo with an inherent arrogance, and the voice of darkness almost directly sounded from the bottom of Saibo's heart, making him His soul trembled.

"So, did you come to my world to show your allegiance to me?"

The evil god's sun-like eyes were shining with playful light, he looked at Saibo as if he was sizing up a commodity, "Oh... your potential is much stronger than that old man who is dying, you can accept more Darkness, you will become a dark warrior who will make the world fear. You will become a butcher. I smell the blood on your body. You will be a perfect killing machine, ushering in the most noble dark eternal life in blood and death. "

"Come, pledge allegiance to me! I will give you the whole world!"

Cyber's will stood on a half-broken planet. He also looked directly at Dormammu. After a few seconds, he sneered,

"No! I refuse!"

"I won't be a dog to you. I usually get what I want by myself! I'm here to ask you, you want to attack New York, right?"

Facing Saibo's wild answer, Dormammu was not angry, he let out a deep laugh, which made the entire dark space tremble,

"Yes, New York Sanctuary is my next target. This time, I will do it myself... Do you think you can stop me? Who gave you the courage and confidence? Is it that old woman of Ancient One?"

"boom"

A decayed planet was crushed in the dark starry sky not far from Cyber, and amidst the shaking of the earth, Dormammu announced with a voice of darkness,

"She can't even protect herself... The era of the Supreme Mage is over, the gods will return to your world, you have to make a choice, little human, compared to them, I am a more generous existence. ..Let’s do this, New York, let me see if you can turn the tide against me!”

It was a kind of self-confidence. For the Lord of Dark Space, it is not surprising to have this kind of self-confidence. Saibo felt the weakening of his will. It seemed that the soul of the cultist priest who was used as a bridge of communication was about to burn out. He grabbed the last chance, cried out,

"It's a bet, isn't it? Dormammu, what if I win?"

"win?"

Dormammu laughed, "I haven't heard such a joke for many years, but if you want, then, if you win and you defend the Sanctuary of New York, I will immediately return to the Dark Realm. While still on this planet, I will not come to snatch it again...but if you lose, give me your soul and you will be my perfect spokesperson in the worlds...Hahaha, I have already Can’t wait to see that day.”

"I don't want world peace! The world has nothing to do with me! Dormammu!"

Saibo's will is like flowing water, spreading out from this dark domain little by little. At the last moment, he shouted loudly,

"If I win, you owe me one! Dormammu, the pact...is established!"

At the moment when Saibo's figure disappeared into the dark space, Dormammu's voice resounded through the starry sky,

"The agreement...established!"

"hum"

Saibo's consciousness returned to his body, and in front of his eyes, only the burned skeleton remained of the priest's body. He tapped the cold muzzle of the gun lightly, and the black skeleton scattered on the ground like quicksand and penetrated into it , disappear completely.

He turned his head, looked at Constantine and Chandler who were fidgeting, and took off his mask with a sincere smile on his face.

"Long time no see, my friend Konstantin...why are you so nervous? Are you upset to see me? Come on, have a smile."

"I... Cyber, thank you..."

Constantine smiled dryly and wiped the sweat off his face with his clothes. He said with a doggy face, "How are you doing recently?"

"Fu..."

Saibo took out a pack of Sika cigarettes from Constantine's pocket, lit it with the flame spirit wrapped around him, turned to look at him, put the demon hunting gun on his shoulder, and said helplessly,

"Actually, it's not very good. I fell out with Gu Yi, and a psychopath persuaded me to kill all directions, and ruined half of London in the mirror space... Really uncomfortable!"

"Hehe, your life is still so turbulent..."

Constantine, sensing the danger, took a step back, and then he heard Seber say,

"What's even more annoying is that I heard people say that a guy named Constantine sold a perfect heart of a devil prince on the New York black market. He once became a man of the hour, played with chicks until his legs were weak, and made a fortune Woolen cloth..."

He looked up at Constantine, the smile in his eyes became dangerous,

"I don't care if you get rich...but what about my share? Constantine, you won't forget, will you?"

The atmosphere became subtle at this moment. Chandler, the only ordinary person present, did not understand the grievances between Seber and Constantine. He just instinctively felt that the situation was not good for his old friend. He said with difficulty,

"This...friend, Constantine is a very annoying guy, but he does a lot of things unintentionally, he probably just thinks it is fun...just a joke."

"Huh? Tricked me into killing a devil prince and destroying a fifth of Houston. This joke is really not funny at all!"

Saibo put away the demon hunting gun, took out a heavy book from his arms, and threw it to the Hell Detective who looked anxious,

"Help me complete this summoning circle, and then help me make a slave contract, the matter between us will be over, Constantine, if you dare to fool me this time..."

"No! No! I swear!"

Hell detective breathed a sigh of relief. He flipped through the "Book of Solomon" in his hand in a hurry, but when he found that this book was a precious original, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, and he conveniently handed over this supreme book. Holding the mage's treasure in his arms, he snapped his fingers happily,

"I'll provide the materials! Let's go, I'll finish this matter for you now, I can't stay in New York anymore, I have to run away quickly."

Twenty minutes later, in a remote area of ​​Manhattan, Constantine and Chandler struggled to carve a huge summoning circle on the ground with various complex materials. Hell Detective said while wiping his sweat, Saibo said,

"The "Book of Solomon" records the summoning rituals of thousands of alien creatures, but since you only want the ones with mana, we use this kind of demon summoning array. Demons like to respond to summons casually, Your eyes also have an oppressive effect on them, the contract is very simple to make, but you need to tame the things that will be summoned in a while."

Saber was sitting on a stone beside him, smoking a cigarette, he looked at the busy Constantine and Chandler,

"tame?"

"Well... the way you can understand it is... beat him up! Beat him until he is convinced!"

The hell detective threw the sapphire in his hand into the magic circle that was about to be completed, touched his pocket, and said with a painful face, "According to your current strength, you can at least summon a demon lord, but the summoning ceremony is inherently risky." , and the combat effectiveness of this kind of thing is hard to say, so you have to be prepared."

"Well... let's go and do it."

Saibo responded casually, but at the moment when the magic circle was almost completed, he suddenly raised his head and looked out of the dark night, where two things shining with fire were rapidly approaching this place, the speed Approaching the speed of sound, Saibo touched his chin, and the phone in his arms began to vibrate rapidly.

He took out his cell phone and glanced at it. The calling number was marked with "poor playboy".

"Hey, Tony, at this point..."

"Cyber!"

Tony's voice was edgy as he yelled, "Look up from where you are now and look left! I'm in the air and fast approaching your position...Help me!"

"Um..."

When the two flames got closer, Seber could see clearly that it was a red and yellow machine armor in human form, and behind it was a mighty giant machine four times its size. , the two were still fighting wildly in the air, but it was obvious that the smaller robot was at a disadvantage.

But Saibo didn't move. He sat cross-legged on the stone, looked up at the two robots fighting, and watched the small robot being beaten by the big one. He asked playfully,

"Speaking of which, why should I join the battlefield? Tony... all the favors have been paid back."

"SHIELD! I found a secret document of SHIELD. They are looking for people to form an alliance. You are also one of their targets. You will be interested! Help me, I will share it with you! "